Seeing this, my heart sank quickly, then closed my eyes and opened my Dharma eyes. Under the gaze of the Dharma eyes, I saw a red shadow, shuttled back and forth on the martial arts stage.

His speed is very fast, and in my eyes, I can't see it completely. At this speed, I have to say, it's really fast.

Because I couldn't find where the person was, the palace wind fell into a passive moment. Long Qingshui would always catch the opportunity and then sneak attack the palace wind for several minutes.

The palace wind has been injured several times in a row. With the addition of speed, Long Qingshui's sneak attack was very successful.

However, although he was quick, it seemed a bit unlikely to use this method to defeat the palace style.

I saw that after several palace winds, I was no longer following his movements, but fighting in place, closing my eyes motionlessly and feeling everything around me.

When Long Qingshui approached again and was preparing to attack, the palace wind did move decisively this time, and directly rushed towards the direction where Long Qingshui was pounced on, and collided with Long Qingshui's fist.

The two looked at each other, and then increased their strength at the same time to shake the other side back. Long Qingshui still did not show any signs.

The palace style, who found the method, stood there and waited for Long Qingshui to take the bait.

But the idea is good, but it is a bit difficult for Long Qingshui to catch him at a very fast speed.

Seeing that the palace wind was motionless and because of his eyes closed, he dared to show his body at this time.

I thought I could take a rest, but the body had just appeared. The palace wind, which was still, suddenly opened his eyes, then moved his body and approached him quickly.

Long Qingshui had to take his punch when the sudden explosion of the palace wind, but before his absolute strength, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and rushed towards the palace wind. The two collided hard and used the Qianji Fan. Long Qingshui gritted his teeth and resisted the attack of the palace wind.

But the court style that had already taken action was the one who punched him, and after he got a close shot, he didn't hesitate to greet him with a set of combos.

Long Qingshui stepped back step by step, and his dense fists kept hitting the Qianji Fan in Long Qingshui's hand like omnipresent water.

As one of the ten weapons of the Long family, Qianji Fan did not disappoint Long Qingshui's trust in it at all, and resisted the intensive attack of the palace style.

When he got close to the palace, the situation was instantly deteriorating. He did not hurt Long Qingshui, but instead used the strike to push Long Qingshui step by step towards the edge of the platform.

He probably wanted to push Long Qingshui out of the martial arts platform to win, but his idea was good, but when it was executed, it was completely different from what the plot said.

Long Qingshui, who was supposed to be suppressed by wireless, suddenly stepped on the ground behind when he was pushed to the edge of the martial arts platform.

"You are strong, but that's not the case."

He said excitedly, then moved his body and pinched the fist that the palace wind smashed.

Then he smiled at the palace wind, tightened his arms, pulled him hard in his direction, and then raised his knees.

Without any hesitation, he hit Gong Gongfeng's chest, making Gong Gongfeng groan, hurriedly break free from Long Qingshui's control, and then distanced himself from Long Qingshui and kept a safe distance to look at each other.

"I recognize you, the first boxer, but speed is your biggest weakness. At absolute speed, you can't even get into my body."

Long Qingshui said, and as soon as the Qianji Fan was opened, he saw a golden light flowing on the delicate fan. Originally, with the blessing of Qi Ling, the guy's speed was already extremely terrifying, and now his aura is still increasing madly.

Although I don't know what he dared, I saw that it was not easy to deal with. The golden light of the fan slowly flowed from the fan to his arm.

He took a deep breath, his eyes instantly locked in the palace style, and said with a proud tone: "A real opponent, let me see the style of the First Boxing Master."

After the sound came to an end, he turned into a stream of light again. This time it did not disappear, but it was obvious that he just took the initiative to post it.

He planned to confront the palace style head-on, but the palace style was also happy with Long Qingshui who suddenly became more warlike, and took a step back and stepped on the ground.

Then, lightning suddenly surged on the fists, and the crackling sounds were endless. The two quickly pulled the distance and then faced each other fiercely.

The terrifying impact force formed a strong wind, sweeping everything around, and pushed the referee who was originally sitting calmly out.

And the surroundings where they were centered were instantly shattered because of this punch.

After one punch, the two of them stopped for only three seconds. Long Qingshui moved his hand, and the thousand-machine fan in his hand immediately rotated in his palm like a flying knife.

Then he cut hard towards Gong Tingfeng's neck, and took the fatal point. Looking at the Qianji Fan cut across, Gong Tingfeng took a step back, and then his body directly tilted an exaggerated curve, allowing Qianji Fan to just cut a piece of clothing on his chest.

If he missed a blow, Long Qingshui hurriedly opened the distance, but the speed of the palace wind was too fast, and it was basically an action that was not finished, so he started the next action.

He approached Long Qingshui, and the thunder flashed in his hand. The "Thunder Fist" hit Long Qingshui's Qianji Fan again, and directly forced Long Qingshui back.

He refused to give in and punched him, immediately shouted again, then pressed his body tightly, and then rushed out with a punch, which was domineering and simple and direct.

Long Qingshui relied on the protection of the thousand-machine fan in his hand, and with the help of the impact force, he instantly increased his speed to the maximum.

He instantly came to the back of the palace wind and slashed the Qianji Fan in his hand fiercely downwards.

A blow that seemed very successful was halfway through the fall, and the palace storm was heard, and the "Vajra Cover" was bounced away violently.

Losing control of his body in the air shocked Long Qingshui and was about to react, but unexpectedly, the palace wind that was still in front of him suddenly appeared behind him.

Long Qingshui looked at him in shock, his eyes a little flustered, but he was powerless because the palace wind had already gathered thunder lightning in his hands.

As long as he punched this punch, Long Qingshui would be injured even if he didn't die. He was thinking that everything was over, but Long Qingshui finally suffered a loss.

But after Gong Gongfeng's punch fell, he stopped in the air for a moment. He suddenly raised his hand on Long Qingshui's back and helped him out directly.

He turned over and landed to stabilize his body, and Long Qingshui looked at him with confusion.

"Why, that's obviously the best opportunity"

He spoke invisible.

Yinluo's palace breeze smiled, "We are a competition, not a life-and-death battle. Besides, you are a respectable opponent. Since you are unwilling to do your best, why should I fight each other hard?"

He spoke.

Long Qingshui was stunned when she heard this, sighed for a long time, and closed the Qianji Fan in her hand.

"It's really boring, no comparison."

He threw a word, and then, under the gaze of the palace wind, stepped down with a swagger, ending this originally wonderful battle in a way that no one expected!
Chapter completed!