"Well?"

Fang Jie was in a good mood, but was interrupted by Huang Shang halfway through laughing. This feeling was very uncomfortable... It was like a person who was about to reach the end and was beaten by someone, and he couldn't tell what it felt like.

Fortunately, Fang Jie had a rational personality and his mood quickly calmed down.

Of course, this is not because Fang Jie has no confidence in the second level test, but after calming down, Fang Jie found that although he had passed the first level, there was obviously a big gap compared to the great master Huang Shang. This can be seen from many details.

The most obvious thing is that Fang Jie was directly lifted away by Huang Shang without any harm. Huang Shang only took two steps back. From the perspective of using fist and foot skills, Huang Shang was much smarter. If Fang Jie had turned his opponent off at the same time, he would probably have died, so how could he control his strength so easily?

Secondly, although there was no explanation in the original work, Huang Shang must be not a left-handed person. However, when he took action just now, he only used his left arm to connect, which obviously meant to let go. If Huang Shang used his right arm to move, Fang Jie's result would be even more unbearable.

More importantly, Fang Jie took the initiative, while Huang Shang responded passively. If both sides changed their angles, Fang Jie would not have the courage to take the punch, let alone resolve it indifferently.

In short, after an objective and rational analysis, Fang Jie's love for taxes became calm.

"I wonder if there are any rules for this second level test?"

After standing opposite Huang Shang again, Fang Jie asked calmly.

"It's very simple." Huang Shang said expressionlessly: "As long as you can use a move to touch any part of my husband's torso, you will be considered passing the test."

"The trunk part? It just doesn't include limbs?" Fang Jie asked nonsense and asked again: "Can you use a trick? Can you use light skills? Is there a limit on the number of times? Is there a limit on the force? You have to make it clear, right?"

Huang Shang's answer was still so savory: "There is no limit. As long as you take the move faster than I parry, of course, in order to give you a little chance, I will only parry it on the spot."

Fang Jie nodded slightly, frowned and pondered for a while, then looked around Huang Shang with his hands on his back, then clasped his fists and said, "Since that's the case, that kid offended!"

Huang Shang waved his hand impatiently and said nothing, which meant that he didn't take Fang Jie seriously at all, and seemed very confident.

However, before Huang Shang could finish swinging his hand, Fang Jie had already made a move, and he was the Taizu Fist combo that he was best at.

You know, Fang Jie has now used Taizu Longquan combo skills, and his moves have reached a very terrifying level. In addition to the skill bonus of moves, there are also sixty 4oo-level empty-hand skills bonuses!

Therefore, as soon as Taizu's long fist moved, the continuous fist shadows turned into strange afterimages, like countless streams of light covering Huang Shang!

In terms of quantity, these flowing afterimages are only dozens, but in fact, each of them contains dozens of punches. It is only because Taizu hits the long punch too quickly and many of the same punches overlap and worry together, which creates this strange scene.

However, although Fang Jie's attack was as fierce as a storm, Huang Shang was unmoved at all. He sometimes turned left and sometimes turned right, his right arm flew up and down, swaying back and forth, and left and right gears, and also turned into afterimages, completely blocking Fang Jie's fist path to a foot of his body!

Finally, the afterimages transformed into the arms turned into an oval aperture like an egg shell. After countless streams of light hit it, a ripples appeared and they were bounced back!

"Damn, Old Man Huang's posture can be compared with the Great Transfer of the Universe!"

Fang Jie was shocked at this time. In just two minutes, Fang Jie played Taizu Changquan back and forth at least ten times. This was the first time Fang Jie showed this extreme move in front of outsiders, but who would have thought that Huang Shang would be removed from the spot!

In fact, no master who can reach the level of the four great masters is so perverted. In terms of arm strength, Fang Jie is not an opponent. In terms of his rating, he is not slowing down his movements. However, he is not much faster, and he still has too much to deal with it!

Moreover, Huang Shang actually only used one arm!

One arm!

Fang Jie was so ashamed that he was not as big as Huang Shang. From beginning to end, he drew his bow from left to right, and even used his legs, but he still didn't even touch the corner of his clothes, and was blocked by one of the other's arms!

Just this detail made Fang Jie completely realize that although he was only one step away from the master of fist and kick, he was really just a little brat in front of Huang Shang. It was not worth the opponent's full effort.

"It's not a solution to continue like this!"

Two minutes later, Fang Jie, whose move had been suppressed to the limit, still did not penetrate the opponent's defense. When his thoughts flashed, Fang Jie gritted his teeth and then put aside the requirements for moves, gradually strengthened the power of the boxing moves, hoping to resolve the opponent's defense through strong strikes.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

One after another, the sound of collision gradually decreased and echoed over the coast of Lushui. If you listened carefully, the sound of collision would become louder and louder, just like a burst of thunder crackling from far to near!

However, after five minutes, Fang Jie's degree had dropped to the lowest level and his strength reached the maximum level. However, he still did not achieve any effect. Perhaps the only result was that the ground where the two were located had been sunken by the fist force, forming a taxi pit that was over the knee.

But Fang Jie, who never gave up easily, changed his tactics again when he saw that things were not done, immediately gave up his demand for strength, and only pursued the ultimate move. In a moment, Fang Jie's attack was retreating with just one touch, and he would never waste a slight effort or time. Countless streams of light burst out again, and the egg-shell-like rain shield also rose!

However, contrary to the previous one, the frequency of the sound rose, densely connected like a drizzle, and finally turned into a line. But at the same time, the collision sound gradually decreased, and even in the end it was inaudible!

This scene is like standing in front of a waterfall that can be seen or felt the density of water, but can't hear the shocking sound. It looks very strange!

"Hey, the guy is pretty good!"

When Fang Jie reduced his strength to the point where he could only use punches but could not cause any damage to the opponent, his move was once again increased to a terrifying level. After Huang Shang couldn't help but exclaim, Wu Liu used one arm to parry it, and his left arm began to take over some attacks that were leaked by his right arm.

Of course, despite this, Fang Jie has not touched Huang Shang's torso so far. If he does not extricate his anger, Fang Jie may not be able to get through this side.

"This old man is really perverted..." Fang Jie, whose blue veins were rising on his forehead, sighed and felt extremely depressed after hearing Gan Fang's teasing. He was originally very confident in himself, and his face gradually became extremely gloomy. After all, such a move would be useless to the other party. Fang Jie really couldn't think of any way to break through the opponent's defense.

In fact, what Fang Jie didn't know was that the game system stipulated that if Huang Shang could use both hands to parry, it would be considered passing. Moreover, the game system's goal of testing players is to let players understand the tactics of giving up their power and pursuing absoluteness, and Fang Jie obviously realized this.

Unfortunately, although Old Man Huang is an NPPPC, after taking Fang Jie's secret loss, he felt very shameless, and of course he would not let go. According to the old man's wishes, he insisted on making Fang Jie look bad and lose his temper. Finally, he was crazy about to vomit blood and die, and then he smiled and told the other party: Actually, you have passed the level long ago, I'm playing with you!

Of course, Fang Jie didn't know that he was being beaten by a very humanized old man. At this moment, he was continuing to make urgent moves while closely observing the other party, encircling the countermeasures in his mind.

"The extreme power is not as big as this old man, and the extreme power is not as fast as this old man... Alas, if you can use the extreme power to play the ultimate move, you may still have a chance of winning... Unfortunately, the greater the strength, the longer the time to accumulate strength, the longer the recovery time after the recoil, and the move cannot reach the extreme..."

The so-called limit should be strictly the limit frequency, which is the number of moves made in unit time, rather than the degree of single moves. After all, facing Huang Shang, who is much stronger than himself in a comprehensive strength, Fang Jie can hit the opponent's torso with just one move, which is a dream, so he can only rely on countless extreme attacks to find a chance.

However, once the power is added, the frequency will decrease, which will affect the degree of the move. Fang Jie has just confirmed this.

But Fang Jie vaguely felt in his heart that there should be an opportunity between the extreme power and the extreme frequency to reasonably combine the two, thereby generating constant power. However, this feeling is very empty and vast, and it is difficult to capture it.

"I don't know if that half-finished set of dry fist can have such power..." Thinking of the way, Fang Jie couldn't help but get a little miserable, and unknowingly thought of the set of dry fist he created. But as soon as this thought flashed, Fang Jie couldn't help laughing at himself. Because he knew very well that even the Taizu Longquan combo skills could not solve, the set of punches that had not even been proficient in practice was even more useless.
Chapter completed!