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Ren Xing has been sitting on the viewing platform for a long time. Naturally, he has no interest in these fancy tricks, and he is a little overwhelmed by the skills. He can't wait to end this competition, get the Frost Snow Ice Soul earlier, and see He Feng defeat another master. , stood up, flew up, and landed steadily on the competition stage with slightly heavy steps, kicking up a puff of smoke.
He Feng heard the sound and looked back, seeing Ren Xing coming on stage, he couldn't help but frown slightly.
As soon as Ren Xing came on stage, he immediately attracted all the attention. Everyone was amazed and whispered, which seemed to be an eye-opener.
"Are you going to go down by yourself? Or should I give you a ride?" He said in a cold and disdainful voice that he had defeated the enemy without a fight.
Although He Feng's kung fu was not as good as Ren Xing's, but Ren Xing was so arrogant, how could He Feng swallow his breath? He moved his left foot forward and coldly snorted: "Please give me some advice from the Sword Emperor."
"Okay... you have the guts, I like it, hahaha." Ren Xing laughed, his hands slowly clenched into fists, a light green energy enveloped his fists, and then turned into a phantom, disappearing from the place, bringing With that tyrannical energy, he rushed towards He Feng.
Although He Feng was not willing to give in, he also knew clearly that he could not beat Ren Xing. It was just because of his face that he was embarrassed to give in and was afraid of being laughed at. However, the desire for frost, snow and ice soul in his heart was not the same. I want to try my best to challenge Ren Xing and see if I have a chance to find the flaws in Ren Xing. After all, when masters compete with each other, winning or losing is only a matter of a thought.
Ren Xing's internal strength is known to be fierce and domineering, and there are not many moves that can confront him head-on. This is known to everyone in the world.
When He Feng saw Ren Xing rushing towards him, he quickly turned aside to avoid his sharp edge. He gathered 100% of his inner strength and punched Ren Xing.
Ren Xing flew into the air, and glanced at He Feng with a cold light from the corner of his eyes. He opened his right fist fiercely, and swept his backhand to the right like an eagle's claw.
I saw an invisible energy, turning into a looming devil's claw, sweeping towards He Feng's iron fist. Then there was a muffled sound of "bang", He Feng's iron fist was shattered, and the remaining power flew towards He Feng. go.
He Feng was shocked when he saw this. He gathered a force with his left fist and punched Ren Xing's remaining energy. The fist-like light yellow zhenqi connected with Ren Xing's remaining energy, making a soft thunderous sound, and then It turned into a cloud of smoke and spread.
Although it was just a simple move, He Feng was able to feel how powerful Ren Xing was. His internal strength was definitely not on the same level. He could not defeat Ren Xing. He had already lost in his heart, but he could only continue because he was riding a tiger.
As soon as He Feng took a step back, Ren Xing struck out with a powerful punch from his left fist. He Feng dodged sideways, avoiding Ren Xing's punch, and punched Ren Xing.
If we talk about boxing skills alone, Ren Xing naturally cannot compare with He Feng. In fact, Ren Xing himself knows this very well. However, there is an insurmountable gap between He Feng and Ren Xing in terms of strength, so Ren Xing will not dodge. , the right fist carried that tyrannical energy, relying on its own internal strength, ignoring the iron fist hit by He Feng, and wanted to forcefully fight with He Feng, making He Feng lose the advantage of his boxing skills.
I saw Ren Xing, a fierce punch connected with He Feng's Iron Fist Qi. The arrogant and powerful internal force shattered He Feng's Iron Fist Qi again. The light green internal force even drowned He Feng's Iron Fist Qi. .
Faced with the gap in internal strength and Ren Xing's arrogant fighting style, He Feng was really at a loss. In desperation, He Feng burst out with twelve points of strength, gritted his teeth and frowned, and punched Ren Xing.
"Bang——"
A muffled sound came from between the fists of Ren Xing and He Feng. The impact of the two internal forces caused a strong current to burst out from between their fists and spread into a circle. The strong current blew Ren Xing's fists. Xing Yu He Feng's clothes.
Due to the difference in internal strength, Ren Xing remained where he was, but He Feng slid back two feet under such a strong attack, and then took a few more steps back before he stabilized his body.
As for He Feng not bowing his head and admitting defeat, Ren Xing felt that He Feng had some backbone and respected He Feng a little more. He didn't want He Feng to lose too ugly, so he did not continue to pursue and put away his fists. , gave He Feng a step up, and smiled at He Feng: "With such inner strength, he can be considered a master. In time, he will definitely become powerful."
Although He Feng was unwilling to give in, the gap in strength was insurmountable. Since Ren Xing had given him a step up, He Feng understood the trend and followed the trend. He cupped his hands and said with a smile: "The Sword King is indeed worthy of his reputation. He Feng is willing to be the inferior."
After finishing speaking, He Feng jumped off the competition stage.
"Hahahaha." Ren Xing laughed happily, walked slowly on the competition stage, glanced around, and shouted excitedly: "Whoever wants to fight with me, just come up."
As we all know, Frost, Snow and Ice Soul has miraculous effects on healing and detoxification, and can even bring the dead back to life. Yi Xiaopeng was beaten into a disability by Mu Lingtian. If he can get Frost, Snow and Ice Soul, maybe Yi Xiaopeng can stand up again, and Frost, Snow and Ice Soul It is also related to the Sixteen Swords of Zhuxian, so Yi Xiaopeng is also crazy about Frost Snow Ice Soul.
Yi Xiaopeng was sitting in a custom-made wheelchair at Hidden Sword Villa. He had already guessed that Ren Xing would be his biggest opponent for the Frost Snow Ice Soul, so he had already made a plan and looked at the people on the competition stage. Ren Xing sneered and turned his gaze to the crowd under the competition stage.
A middle-aged man, about forty years old, dressed in simple clothes, mature, steady, and very handsome. Seeing Ren Xing provocative on the competition stage, he turned his head slightly and looked towards Yi Xiaopeng, who was standing next to Yi Xiaopeng. Their eyes met, and then they nodded slightly, jumped up, and flew onto the competition stage.
This person is Ghost Shadow Hu Mao, a disciple of Lin Hui, the Flying Eagle on the Cloud, and the younger brother of the Flying Civet Cat. Although his kung fu is not very high, when it comes to light kung fu, it can be said to be unparalleled at that time. This person is called the second best, no one else. Dare to be the first, but this person is idle and rarely moves around in the world, so not many people know him. This time, he was entrusted by Yi Xiaopeng to help Yi Xiaopeng get the Frost Snow Ice Soul.
The light steps made no sound, and no internal fluctuations could be felt.
"I'm not very talented, so I would like to ask the Sword Emperor to teach me something." Hu Mao cupped his hands and said with a smile without any pressure.
Ren Xing looked back at Hu Mao, and he could feel that Hu Mao was a master. Although he didn't believe that anyone could beat him, he took it seriously and said with a smile: "Whoever is coming, tell me your name."
Hu Mao smiled slightly: "The people of the mountains and wilds are not worth mentioning. Please show mercy to the Sword Emperor."
"Okay... I see you are also a master. I will attack you a few times, but you have to be careful." Ren Xing said with a smile, without drawing his sword, he focused his fists and rushed towards Hu Mao. I want to chat with more like-minded people about "The Sorrow of Heaven", follow "Youdu Literature" on WeChat, chat about life, and find close friends~
