"What a madman! martial madman!" the man in the robe cried out in distress, and his previous calmness was no longer there.

Every time he fights, he can't hurt his opponent, but he feels as if his fists and kicks hit an iron wall, and he is shocked.

One force will drop ten.

The world's martial arts, only fast is not broken.

No matter how subtle this person's moves are, in the fight against the wind forest, his speed and strength are at an absolute disadvantage.

The wind forest gave full play to its advantages, circling around the opponent, and launched a mercury-like attack, which was impermeable to the wind, and the rhythm was suffocating, and there was no room for relaxation.

He pulled out the remnant of the Dao Dao with his body, turning one into ten, and surrounded the robed man in it, unable to get out.

The man in the robe complained bitterly, feeling as if he was fighting with ten people alone, and the situation was dangerous.

But he knew that this was an illusion formed by the opponent's too fast speed and too fierce attack.

The man's moves in the robe kept changing, and he was wrapped in flames, like a fire man, which was untouchable.

The wind forest is not afraid at all, water and fire do not invade, and this bit of flame can't even hurt the fur.

Although the robed man's moves were exquisite, they were still crushed by the enemy's incomparable strength, and he retreated again and again.

The most unbelievable thing for him was that the power of his flame had always been invincible, but it had no effect on the other party, and not even a single hair was burned.

This person is immune to the power of fire, what kind of gene is awakened?

He didn't understand it at all, even if it was a body enhancement gene with super defense, he had never heard of such a powerful one.

It's a pity that he doesn't have time to think about it anymore.

Fenglin is not afraid of the power of flames at all, and it seems to swim around this opponent, punching and punching, which is to fight hard with the other party.

The man was very aggrieved, he only felt that his skills were useless, and there seemed to be only one way to fight against this person, and that was to ......

Mangal!

Snort.

In the midst of the fists and feet, a cyclone was set off in the air.

The two collided hard, collided with moves, and fought together.

With each fist, the robed man retreated again and again, unable to withstand the tremendous force of the frontal blow.

Speed and power are all on the downside.

This is a gap in hard power, and no matter how subtle the moves are, they can't make up for it.

The man in the robe has never encountered such a tricky opponent, and he feels that the other party is like an iron man, although there are many flaws in the moves, but the body is like a copper pea that cannot be broken, and the moves are useless.

He changed his moves one after another, containing countless changes, each of which was wonderful to the peak, constantly draining, fighting, and fighting back...... is barely in a winless situation, but it is also completely inferior.

Feng Lin is also surprised, he has the advantage, but he never gets the final victory.

He couldn't help but be amazed by the other party's martial arts, and only felt that every move he made changed a lot, and it seemed to contain endless changes, as if it included all the martial arts in the world.

No matter how he makes a move, the other party has a way to deal with it.

"Interesting!" Feng Lin became interested, and he was not in a hurry to kill him, but to fight the other party.

Hong fist is divided into inches, Tai Chi moves to block and hammer, and Xingyi half-step collapse boxing...... The wind forest used various martial arts tricks in turn, and the power was huge.

Although the man in the robe was thin and lacked strength, his moves were strict with himself, and his moves were ever-changing, although he was beaten to the ground like a tumbler, he never really fell.

The more Feng Lin stood, the more novel he felt, and he realized the subtlety of the opponent's moves, and he could see that the other party's use was a martial art from beginning to end, but the changes were endless.

This seems to be a profound genetic martial art.

Where can I find such a good test candidate?

What a man!

Feng Lin's eyes immediately changed when he looked at this person.

He has just become an interstellar monk, and Feng Lin himself doesn't know how his true combat power is?

This was the first time he had fought against a monk, and the key was that this person was not too strong, so he could make his moves calmly and not have to be afraid of the opponent's counterattack.

Feng Lin accelerated the movements of his hands more and more, and shot again and again, testing all his moves.

Every time he is blocked by the other party, Feng Lin can find the shortcomings of his own moves, improve them, and gradually integrate them.

The robed man also sensed that the wind forest was trying to trick him, and he was extremely angry.

As an interstellar monk, where to go is not high and respected, how can he ever be so humiliated?

His face was red, his eyes were red, and he stared fiercely at the wind forest, and he was about to burst into flames.

And then his eyes really burst onto fire!

Whoosh!

Two flames shot straight into the eyes of the wind forest.

Feng Lin's eyelids closed, his face was like jade, and the flames rushed to his face, turning into sparks and dissipating one after another, but his vision was disturbed, and the movements of his hands slowed down.

When he finally found a respite, the man in the robe hurriedly pulled away, his eyes were firmly fixed on the wind forest, and he suddenly snorted coldly, "Young man, you don't know what to do. You forced me to do this, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!"

The clay figurines also have three points of fire!

Being suppressed so badly by a young man, a junior who cultivated, the man in the robe was also extremely angry in his heart.

He held one hand weakly, and there were hurricanes converging in his palm, forming a small hurricane.

In the other hand, the flames were raging, and the heat wave was rolling.

He clasped his hands together and suddenly shouted, "Hot Wheels!"

The hurricane swirled, the flames burned, and suddenly they came together, and the fire took advantage of the wind to burn more and more violently, forming a wheel of wind and fire and rolling over.

The wind forest stood still.

The wind and fire became more and more raging, and the heat rolled in and seemed to drown him in it, burning to ashes.

"Stop!" Feng Lin just stretched out his hand, his palm like jade, and pushed it slowly.

The palm of his hand sank into the flames, and Feng Lin's arm shook suddenly.

Inch!

The huge force was instantaneous, destroying it from the inside of the Hot Wheels, turning into sparks scattered and extinguished everywhere, except for the scorched clothes, nothing changed.

"What?" The man was shocked when the inevitable blow was so easily defused, and he made a series of moves.

All kinds of flames burst through the sky, taking on various shapes, fireballs, fire meteors, firebirds...... It's all shaped, and it's powerful.

It is accompanied by a hurricane, extremely sharp, and the wind blade cuts.

This man seems to have awakened two primordial genes, one is the fire attribute and the other is the wind attribute.

Wind and fire are combined, and the power is multiplied.

But Feng Lin just stood in place, his palms slapped out one after another, and the wind was strong.

No matter what kind of fire, under the slap of the palm, they were extinguished.

Facing the surging fire of the other party, the wind forest approached step by step, methodical but unstoppable.

Tai Chi Cannon Boxing!

Feng Lin smashed the huge fireball in front of him with a cannon punch, and the fist did not change, and hit the opponent directly.

The man in the robe had no choice but to fight hard and see the move.

The two collided.

Feng Lin's body shook slightly, and he pounced again.

The man in the robe took ten steps back before stopping, and he didn't have time to catch his breath, but the attack had arrived, and he could only meet it head-on.

The man in the robe sadly found that his previous resistance was extremely pale and useless, and he seemed to have become a living target for the kid in front of him to practice.

Why say "again"?

It's a sad story......