There weren't many moves, and he hadn't learned any of them, so he just punched.
Straight forward, very powerful.
Facing the oncoming punch, Zhang Shun did not dare to take it hard, so he quickly activated his spiritual energy and instantly divided into three figures, retreating in different directions.
A figure controls a silver spear.
Another figure held a talisman and circled around Lin Feng.
Another one took out four flags and quickly planted them on the edge of the ring, as if activating some secret method.
In the audience, the disciples were excited.
"It's Senior Brother Zhang's famous stunt - the clone technique!"
"So strong. The three figures seem real and fake. Each one has a unique fighting power. If it were me in the ring, I would have to admit defeat."
"Senior Brother Zhang is awesome! I hold up the banner for Zhang Shun!"
"Lin Feng is not far from failure."
In the ring, Lin Feng couldn't tell which one was Zhang Shun's real body, and if he attacked rashly, he would only fall into a trap, so he waited and watched, and was forced to defend again.
"Zhang Shun is so difficult to deal with." He frowned and whispered, bent down to avoid the flying spear, and flew back at the same time.
"Run somewhere!"
Zhang Shun roared, holding a spear, and started fighting with Lin Feng.
He relied on his realm advantage, ignored the power gap, and fought with Lin Feng for several rounds. Lin Feng's fists and kicks were vulgar, and he could only go straight, and there was nothing he could do for a while.
Just as he grabbed the spear, a talisman flew from the other side.
Or ice spikes, or fireballs.
Hitting the mud armor would do no harm to Lin Feng.
Zhang Shun responded accordingly and immediately changed the offensive talisman to the auxiliary type, either slow or thunder paralysis, which made Lin Feng panic for a while.
In particular, Zhang Shun's third clone is still activating the four flags, and he doesn't know what kind of big move he is planning.
Lin Feng was nervous, knowing that if he couldn't break the situation in time, he would be close to defeat.
He rushed left and right, not wanting to fight, but just wanted to escape.
But Zhang Shun didn't give him a chance to escape, and even taunted him: "Lin Feng, do you think you can beat me? During the preliminaries, I was just attacked by you!"
"When my formation is formed, you will be defeated!"
"watch out!"
He shouted, and another shot came towards him. Lin Feng was heartbroken and simply stopped hiding.
Don’t you have many clones?
The one I’m beating today is your clone!
Lin Feng looked at the tip of the gun and hit it with the sternum under his right chest.
Bah!
With a muffled sound, the spear broke through the mud armor and hit the sternum.
Lin Feng saw this, squatted down slightly, and stuck the tip of the gun between two bones.
This heroic act was all because he was not afraid of pain. It did not prove how strong Lin Feng's endurance was, but after watching it, the audience gasped in unison.
"Isn't he in pain?"
"He did this bone-scratching pain without even blinking?"
"Hiss, I feel like it's piercing my bones."
"Stop talking, brother, I feel bad."
On the ring, Lin Feng charged with the tip of his spear. Thanks to his taller body, his wingspan became particularly long, and his big hands like cattail leaf fans were drawn directly towards Zhang Shun.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise and Zhang Shun was shot in the head.
Many viewers squinted their eyes, but there was no bloody scene as they imagined.
This is just a clone of Zhang Shun.
Lin Feng didn't think he could hit the real body in one go. When he came to his senses, he immediately pulled out the spear from his body and then held both ends.
Holding his breath, he exerted force on his arms, and suddenly the veins popped out, and the spear broke with a bang.
At the edge of the ring, Zhang Shun, who was still activating the formation, suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"No, my gun—"
"broken!"
Lin Feng grinned widely and rushed towards Zhang Shun. This is the real body.
When Zhang Shun, who was holding the talisman, saw this, he flipped his hands and took out seven or eight slow talismans and threw them at Lin Feng as if they were free. Lin Feng was unable to move in an instant.
If there is no one around, Lin Feng can directly activate Thirst Drink and use the blood he sucks to break through the restraint.
But not now.
There are so many people in the audience, but I still have to hide my clumsiness.
He curled his lips and said to himself: "You have the talisman, but I don't have the talisman?" After saying that, he took out ten light body talismans at once from the storage bag.
I bought it from Mo Fengchun's stall, but I didn't expect to use it today.
Lin Feng borrowed some spiritual energy from the Insect King, activated the light body charm, and slapped it all on his chest.
Instantly, the slowing effect was offset.
And it feels like the speed is faster than before.
Lin Feng waved his fist, intending to destroy Zhang Shun's clone first, lest he throw out various talismans to affect the battle situation.
This clone is the weakest and can only lose talismans.
Facing Lin Feng, he only resisted two or three punches before being blasted into smoke.
Lin Feng took a breath, then crushed the ring with his foot, and flew towards Zhang Shun's real body with a bang. He used too much force and the rock ring split into three pieces.
Zhang Shun was a little anxious and looked back at the flag at his feet.
"Only the last step is left. We still need to stop Lin Feng for a few more minutes." He suddenly raised his head and shouted: "Lin Feng, today I will show you the difference between foundation building and Qi training!"
By building the foundation and turning the spiritual energy into liquid, it is not only more durable, but can also master many wonderful techniques.
Lin Feng was able to fight Zhang Shun for so long because he was too perverted.
If it were a Qi training monk here, at the beginning of the game, he would have basically lost the shot thrown by Zhang Shun, and there would be no need to worry about the clones later.
Therefore, Zhang Shun is very confident.
It is difficult to defeat Lin Feng, isn't it easy to trap him? He directly activated the technique.
"Shadowbinding!"
In a daze, it seemed as if there was someone who cut off Zhang Shun and his shadow. At the same time, Zhang Shun pinched the magic weapon and let his shadow directly entangle Lin Feng's shadow.
Zhang Shun opened his arms and skillfully mobilized his spiritual energy to deal a second burst of damage.
He flashed on the spot and returned to his own shadow, and because this shadow was together with Lin Feng's shadow, he flashed directly behind Lin Feng.
Closing his arms, Lin Feng was hugged by Zhang Shun, and then a mysterious energy locked him, so that no matter how hard he tried, he could not break free from the shackles of the embrace.
He grabbed Zhang Shun's hand, suppressing his blush, and couldn't pull it away.
It was as if what was being held was not an arm but an impenetrable lock.
"Lin Feng, stop struggling." Zhang Shun laughed proudly: "I admit that you are very strong, but the absolute suppression between realms cannot be broken by you."
"..."
Lin Feng remained silent. In fact, he could also activate Thirst Drink or release the Demonic Sword Mantis to help.
But it seems... we haven’t reached this desperate situation yet, right?
At this time, the flags that Zhang Shun had arranged for the whole round finally started to activate. The four flags emitted four rays of light and formed a terrifying demonic dragon in the air.
The demonic dragon is so powerful that he actually has a golden elixir cultivation level!
Zhang Shun suppressed his smile and said seriously: "You are very strong if you can force me to use this trick. Just admit defeat and give us both a decent ending."
The referee stood aside with his eyes widened, waiting for Lin Feng to admit defeat.
However, Lin Feng shook his head.
"I haven't lost yet."
