Looking at Yang Ming with his hands on his chest in front of him, Li Yi sneered, both hands were in his hands, his feet stepped on a strange step, and he slammed it with a punch, pointing directly at Yang Ming's chest, and immediately shouted coldly: "Heavenly King Fist!"

The fist wind swept by, and a low sound of breaking wind sounded, Yang Ming calmly looked at the fierce fist, and immediately tilted his body unhurriedly, just avoiding the power of this punch.

At this time, Li Yi's right arm was like a python, and he jerked towards him, seeing this, Yang Ming's face changed suddenly, his abdomen contracted, and his body leaned back, avoiding this fatal blow.

Yang Ming's body took two steps backwards, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat behind his back.

Tianwang fist, fierce and domineering, wide opening and closing, straight to the center line of the person, people who practice this boxing method, the strength of the fist is particularly strong, once it hits the body, it is like being hit by a giant hammer.

Even if Li Yi didn't use his internal force, the strength of this Heavenly King Fist was less than one hundred, with Yang Ming's current physical strength, I am afraid that he would not be able to withstand this kind of strong fist, so he could only choose to dodge, but this kind of fist is too strong, and he pays attention to the serial attack in one breath, and kills the enemy under the fist in one go.

If Yang Ming can delay time and deliver another fatal blow when the opponent's qi is exhausted, then Yang Ming can win this battle steadily.

Suddenly, Yang Ming's mind appeared about the weaknesses of the Heavenly King Fist and the way to win, these are the things that have been talked about in the martial arts history class, I didn't feel anything before, once in the battle, this information emerged unconsciously.

Under the martial arts platform, looking at this scene, the corners of Zhang Baiyu's mouth couldn't help but tilt slightly, although Yang Ming had been pressed and beaten, as long as anyone with a discerning eye could see that the latter wanted to drag the other party and achieve the goal of overcoming rigidity with softness.

"Hehe, this kid is a little interesting......" Zhang Baiyu touched his chin, a meaningful smile crossed the corner of his mouth, and then he squinted, and secretly glanced at Li Xuanqing, who was holding the victory, and the smile on the corner of his mouth expanded again.

"Are you just going to hide?" Seeing Yang Ming dodge again and again, Li Yi took two steps back and stared at Yang Ming coldly, anger flashed on his face, the latter seemed embarrassed on the surface, but he didn't hurt his muscles and bones, which made Li Yi, who was full of confidence, deflated.

"Heh, Senior Li Yi's Tianwang Fist is a fierce path, if it is a hard hit, within ten rounds, I may be beaten down by you, so ......" Yang Ming looked at him deeply, and said with a smile: "Unless I am a fool, how can I have a hard encounter with you." ”

After a little silence, Li Yi's face was quite ugly, if Yang Ming really blindly dodged, his plan to defeat Yang Ming as soon as possible was probably going to be in vain.

Thinking of this, Li Yi couldn't help but snort coldly and sneered: "Even if you can hide again, you won't be able to escape the end of being beaten." ”

When the words fell, Li Yi stomped on the ground with the soles of his feet, and his body rushed directly to Yang Ming in front of him, and the Heavenly King Fist blasted out again, this time, Li Yi was obviously going to move seriously.

Seeing this scene, Yang Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, the speed of this punch was too fast, even if he could dodge it, his weakness would be exposed to the opponent's fist style.

Case......

Yang Ming's eyes suddenly flashed with a fierce color, this time he didn't plan to hide anymore, he actually ignored Li Yi's fist, and attacked blatantly like a madman.

The body tensed suddenly, and the strength was concentrated on the right fist, like a hammer-like fist, and suddenly swept a tricky arc, straight to Li Yi's chin.

After two months of devil training, Yang Ming's strength has improved, not weaker than Li Yi, and even slightly stronger, not everyone can be like Yang Ming, holding the black iron sword and squatting in the stream for an hour every day.

Seeing Yang Ming's lifeless style of play, Li Yi's face also changed slightly, but now that he is ready to fly, he has to send it, whoever retreats will fall into the disadvantage, and can only be pressed and beaten, once this situation occurs, he will definitely lose.

Therefore, Li Yi could only grit his teeth and punch Yang Ming.

"Bump!" The two of them slashed across the fist, and Yang Ming's fist hit Li Yi's chin hard, and at the same time, Li Yi's fist also smashed Yang Ming's chest.

In this situation, both sides lose.

The two staggered back a few steps, a flush on their faces.

Yang Ming could feel that his chest was hit by a heavy hammer, and he was a little breathless, but Li Yike was not so comfortable, Yang Ming's punch hit his chin, making him instantly blindfolded with a smug face.

For some reason, for this kind of battle, which is equivalent to self-harm, Yang Ming didn't have a trace of fear in his heart, on the contrary, there was a faint excitement in his heart at this time.

In the distance, Yang Ming's right foot was bent, like a creeping tiger, the soles of his feet tiptoed, and he bounced out in an instant, his slightly pale face was full of excitement, as if a tiger had seen food, and said coldly: "Come again!"

"Yang Ming, there is a way in heaven, you don't ...... go"

staring coldly at Yang Ming who was rushing towards him, Li Yi's face was angry, as if the king had been provoked by ants, he stomped on the soles of his feet, and the whole person was like an arrow, gritting his teeth and rushing towards Yang Ming.

In the field, from the original dodge to hand-to-hand combat, to everyone's surprise, this kind of primitive battle is rare in the academy, and the academy disciples who go to the martial arts arena generally use internal force to fight, where the two will be like Yang Ming and the two of them are bitten together like beasts.

Under the martial arts platform, Zhang Baiyu's brows furrowed slightly, in his opinion, Yang Ming was not an impulsive person, and looking at his previous fighting style, he obviously knew the weakness of the Heavenly King Fist, and now, he actually used a hard-hitting method, why is this?

For a while, Zhang Baiyu was really stunned by Yang Ming.

If it really goes on like this, Yang Ming will definitely be defeated, he knew this, he would never take out the Nine Turns Soul Restoration Pill as a block, Zhang Baiyu had a feeling of lifting a stone and hitting his own feet.

Yang Ming, your uncle!

Zhang Baiyu's heart was dripping blood, but he didn't expect that he would lose an incomparably precious Nine-Turn Soul Restoration Pill on impulse.

Yang Ming obviously didn't know anything about Zhang Baiyu's mood of wanting to cry without tears, and at this moment, in his eyes, there was only Li Yi who was rushing towards him, and his pupils also contracted violently at this moment......

Running wildly all the way, Li Yi's figure suddenly stopped, the soles of his feet stepped on the ground, the whole person jumped up, and a knee hit hard.

Yang Ming's eyes slowly narrowed, looking at Li Yi who was rushing in a hurry, on his face, he couldn't help but show a touch of mockery, his left arm was crossed in front of his chest, blocking the knee, and a perfect hook appeared in everyone's sight.

The moment this action fell, under the martial arts platform, Li Xuanqing's face suddenly changed color.