"How could this man be like this!"
Lin Chong, Wang Jin, Yang Zhi, and Xu Ning all looked at Fengtai with strange expressions. They had never seen a person with such a figure, and the well-defined muscles on his body were the only ones they had seen in their lives. Qinbei Pavilion
"This is training all the muscles of the human body to the extreme. You see, after Fengtai tightens the muscles of the whole body, the muscles that contract with force are like solid armor, and the remaining fat also becomes a good buffer."
Sun Lei said.
Everyone nodded. They all came from the military and knew about these things. They were just surprised by Fengtai's lean, strong and burly figure.
"However, the effect of force is mutual. Erlang's kicks were real hits. I'm afraid Fengtai didn't feel that good."
Sun Lei spoke again.
"ah!"
Fengtai yelled and waved the maces in his hands. The pair of steel maces swung like the wind and cut off Wu Song in front of him. Although Fengtai's reaction was a little slow, his reaction was not slow.
At this time, Wu Song kicked Fengtai in the chest, and the whole person flew into the air. He had no way to use his strength. He dared to use this pair of weapons again, and kicked Fengtai in the chest with all his strength, and the whole person flew backwards.
"Don't run away!"
When Feng Tai saw Wu Song retreating, he chased after him, swinging his maces to smash him.
Wu Song swung his sword to directly block Fengtai's double mace. After receiving the move, he realized that Fengtai's power was terrifying, but he and Lu Zhishen often competed, so he knew how to deal with such huge power.
Wu Song turned the sword in his hand, and Feng Tai's mace turned directly to the ground. Wu Song used a clever move to remove the power.
"Don't even think about it!"
Fengtai shouted angrily again, his arm muscles bulged and veins popped out. He flipped his wrists and suddenly raised a pair of maces that were about to hit the ground.
Seeing how powerful Fengtai was, Wu Song pressed down a pair of swords directly, blocking Fengtai's mace.
One pressure, one challenge, Wu Song and Feng Tai simply competed in strength.
Fengtai looked at Wu Song in disbelief. His maces were suppressed and unable to move.
Wu Song wasn't much better. Even with all his strength, he couldn't defeat Feng Tai's trump card.
The two sides were in a stalemate for a while. Fengtai felt that Wu Song seemed to be exhausted, so he suddenly used force and lifted Wu Song up.
Wu Song took advantage of Feng Tai's huge strength and flew directly into the air in a golden rooster independent posture.
Fengtai swung his mace and hit Wu Song in the air. Wu Song had already turned around and slashed downwards with a pair of swords. Fengtai was shocked when he saw it and crossed his mace to block it.
A smile flashed across Wu Song's lips. A pair of swords, neither cutting nor stabbing, directly held Fengtai's maces like piercing flowers, and held Fengtai's arms with his arms.
Fengtai looked confused and didn't understand what Wu Song was going to do, but he still used his arms hard to throw Wu Song away.
"That's too late!"
Wu Song laughed. He was perpendicular to Fengtai's head and suddenly fell behind Fengtai. Fengtai felt a huge force coming from his arm, and he was about to fall back uncontrollably.
"drink!"
Fengtai shouted loudly, and his muscles began to rise again, trying to withstand Wu Song's blow.
But this time Fengtai didn't have the slightest chance. Wu Song was already powerful, and this time he had the power of falling to help him. How could Fengtai stop him.
"rise!"
He clasped Fengtai's arm and leaned back like a bow, and lifted Fengtai back down. The moment Wu Song's feet landed on the ground, Wu Song let out a loud shout, and Fengtai was lifted directly off the ground.
"go!"
Wu Song shouted angrily again, and Feng Tai was thrown away.
Seeing that he was about to fly out of the ring in mid-air, he turned over and thrust the steel mace in his hand into the ring, directly under the wooden planks of the ring.
But Fengtai's throwing force did not stop, and he directly smashed the wooden board with his steel mace.
Fengtai saw that one mace was not enough, so he inserted another mace into the ring and slid for several feet. Only then did he stop being thrown away. However, he was already at the edge of the ring at this time and was only just a little bit thrown down.
Fengtai stared at Wu Song who was moving his arms. This was the most enjoyable fight he had ever had. Even when he was sparring with Du Bo, he was not as happy as he was. After all, Du Bo was not as powerful as Wu Song.
Wu Song was not surprised when he saw that Feng Tai did not fly off the ring. He moved his neck and prepared to continue the battle. He had to admit that Feng Tai's power was really terrifying. If he used it to break the formation, he would be stronger than Li Kui.
Fengtai pulled out his mace and brought up a shower of wood chips. Many of the wooden boards on the ring had been damaged by the battle.
Fengtai remained silent and swung his maces to kill Wu Song. The two maces were swung more fiercely than before.
Wu Song stepped forward and rushed towards Fengtai, waving the sword in his hand to meet him.
"Liangshan Wusong, Huaixi Fengtai! These are all powerful enemies!"
Fang Jie looked at Wu Song and Feng Tai who were fighting in the ring with a gloomy expression. If Yuan Lang was only good at martial arts and there were many people in the Mingjiao who could compete with him, then few people in the Ming Cult could stop Wu Song and Feng Tai.
Lou Minzhong squinted his eyes and was remembering everything on the ring. He had to write down these important figures and report them to Fang La.
The fight between Wu Song and Feng Tai had already passed two hundred moves, but because the competition was so exciting, no one noticed this. They just watched Wu Song and Feng Tai fight with fascination on their faces.
"If Erlang hadn't fought three games first, he would have captured Fengtai by now."
Sun Lei looked at the battle group and said, Wu Song's moves are famous for being sharp and changeable, and they are also coordinated with steps. The moves are also very fast. They should be able to restrain people like Feng Tai who have a slightly longer reaction arc, but before The consumption of three games obviously slowed down Wu Song, and he was unable to grasp Feng Tai's weakness.
Sun Lei picked up his wine glass and looked at Li Zhu and Du Bo in the stands opposite and smiled. He gave a distant salute. Li Assistant glanced at Du Bo, who returned the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.
"clang!"
A gong sounded, and Wu Song and Feng Tai, who were fighting, retreated.
"This sentence counts as a draw!"
Du Bo looked at Fengtai and said, "This is his general. We have fought enough today, there is no need to continue fighting."
When Feng Tai saw Du Bo speaking, he put away his mace and fisted Wu Song before getting off the ring.
Wu Song also smiled, put away his knife and clasped his fists, and returned to Sun Lei.
"Second Brother Wu, he fought four battles in a row, winning three times and drawing one. He is truly a god!"
Wu Song sat down, Xiang Chong, Li Gun, Bu Qing, Ni Yun and others quickly gathered around and said, Wu Song's martial arts display today shocked everyone. One person blocked the four people from Huaixi, which was a miracle of one wearing four. .
"Brother, I couldn't take down that Fengtai. That guy was too strong and almost caught up with the big insect."
Wu Song looked at Sun Lei and said.
"What are you talking about, Erlang? Erlang has brought glory to Liangshan today! He is a great hero!"
Sun Lei said with a smile, Wu Song's performance today is brilliant enough. With this battle, Wu Song will probably become famous all over the world after the Heroes Conference.
"Brother, you're welcome. I just did what I was supposed to do, so I can't take credit for it!"
Wu Song said with some embarrassment that he never thought about being a hero or anything like that, he just did what he should do for Liangshan.
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