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This fast body technique is called shaving feet, the nine stances of Tongmai - "shaving feet", which is compared with Song Ming's pure muscle-activated body technique. The shaving feet is driven by the tendons and veins of the whole body, and the speed is more than three times higher than 100 meters/second!

Compared with speed increase, the increase in strength is more than doubled!

Song Ming swept out and kicked Qi Yang's sword firmly.

The name of this kick is simple, it is called—

Heavy legs!

People should not behave like a person, and they should not be called out. This is not the heavy legs in "King of Fighters 97", but this is the heavy legs in the Nine-style Tongmei styles. You can roughly understand it as the serious series of Mr. Saitama ("One Punch Man")!

"clang!"

Qi Yang felt a sudden shock, and almost lost his hand with the sword in his right hand. He flew out horizontally, hitting the roots of a thick wheat straw, and then he barely stopped.

A mouthful of blood spurted out. If it weren't for the protection of the "Soft Hedgehog's Spiritual Armor", Qi Yang's ribs would have been broken and his internal organs would have been destroyed.

Shock and ruthlessness appeared in his eyes:

"This force... Kid must have hidden something during the dissection. Is this guy the latest muscle biochemical person?"

Not only Qi Yang, but also Song Ming was scared by himself, and even his inner turmoil was shaking:

"Fuck, am I so hung up?"

The shock in his eyes flashed, and Qi Yang wiped the blood stains on his mouth and quickly calmed down.

He knew that it was not the time to go deeper into how this person had such power. He was caught off guard just now because he underestimated his opponent, so he was so embarrassed that he would be so embarrassed. If he was really tough, a mere first-year student would not be his opponent.

Thinking of this, he slowly stood up and reorganized his unique aura as a master:

"A mere first-year students dare to be enemies with me. Have you really figured out the distance between us?"

Song Ming curled his lips and replied indifferently:

"About thirty meters."

He refers to physical distance.

After speaking, he raised his fist and shaved his body.

Qi Yang leaned against the tree root and looked coldly in front of him. When Song Ming flashed quickly, he raised his hand to Song Ming's coming:

"Xuanhuo Finger!"

I saw a large projectile of Mars shot towards Songming like a bullet.

This is the most basic Taoist technique for the Fiery Taoist monk. With Qi Yang's strength, it can be fired without even singing. Its power is far superior to that of a general fire spirit gun and can easily burn through an iron wall.

Song Ming had already entered the passionate mode, and at this moment he didn't care about avoiding it. He held his left fist and raised his chest to meet him.

The Martian snipped into Song Ming's chest with a "sting", but did not shoot out from his back, but extinguished one centimeter below his chest.

"not good!"

When Qi Yang saw that the situation was not right, he immediately stood up and drew his sword, and slashed at Song Ming with one sword.

The sword body was entangled by green flames, blue and purple, as if it was stretched out its fangs that were scattering, crackling in the air.

A sword is a good sword, but to kill someone, you must—

Just hit it.

Song Ming's eyes were red at this moment, and his speed was extremely fast. His left fist became a big palm. He slapped his sword body with a palm horizontally. He slapped his sword body. Regardless of the flames, he suddenly raised his right fist and directly hit Qingyan's head.

Song Ming was a right-handed man. After slapped the spirit sword with his left fist, he activated his right fist. His body was extremely stretched and his fist was strong, which almost gathered all the strength in his body.

Qingyan saw that he could not avoid it, and drove all his spiritual power. He instantly raised a fiery red iron wall from the armor on his chest, completely protecting his entire front face.

This is one of the absolute defenses of Qi's iron armor:

"The appearance of the Red Cliff."

“Duang!”

The fists collided with iron, and there was a clang.

The fist is forward, but the iron wall is upward because of inertia.

Therefore, after being punched by Song Ming, Qi Yang was directly bombarded with wheat straw along the thick wheat roots.

Because the upward iron wall only removed half of the punching force, his head had to withstand the remaining punching force. The punching force instantly swept away on his face, causing his nose bone to collapse, his five orifices to swell, and even his consciousness became confused for a moment.

In the chaos in his mind, he subconsciously summoned two balls of natal flames, stepped on the ball of fire with both feet, and leaped onto the maiye above his head with the force.

This maize leaf is as wide as the Hollywood red carpet.

Qi Yang calmed down and stood on the wheat leaves and vomited blood wildly.

He wiped the blood from his face and straightened his chin that was hit. His bloody eyes showed unprecedented murderous intent.

In the case of huge levels, a duel between high-level monks and low-level monks is rare. Even if there are, high-level monks usually fight against hot weapons such as guns and cannons. This is the first time Qi Yang has encountered it.

Compared with Qi Yu's lazy and romantic style or Qi Yu's innocent and playfulness, Qi Yang, as the leader of the Qi family, is a slightly low-key but calm and ruthless man.

At this moment, he was defeated by melee battles and quickly realized that he would never fight close to his opponent.

Being able to think like this means a little bit-

He has identified Song Ming in front of him as a qualified opponent.

But that's all. Theoretically speaking, the opponent did not attack from a long range, and only wanted to defeat the 89th level Fire Taoist monk with his physical body at level 11, which was simply a delusion.

Because of his cautious personality, he chose the safest and most ruthless method.

He raised his hand and sang:

"Fire Channel, Explosion of the Thousand Dance Talisman."

Accompanied by the low voice, Qingyan raised his right hand and his fingers.

In an instant, hundreds of sparrow-sized firebirds came out from his space ring and swooped towards the pine song at a very fast speed, making sharp and harsh roars.

Although Song Ming was both physically and mentally ignited, he did not lose his mind completely. He heard the word "explosion" and the harsh "bird cry", without saying a word, turned around and ran away, avoiding the countless firebirds flying in.

However, these firebirds are not straight-line "cannonballs", but "tracking missiles" that can be advanced at warp speed.

They seemed to be able to lock in the Song of Song. Whether it was moving left and right or flickering, these screaming firebirds also followed the Song of Song of Song of Song, and flickered around the bush, chasing them tightly.

Because one of the firebirds failed to turn in time, they rushed straight towards the wheat straw beside Song Ming.

With a roar, the two of them hugged the thick straw quilt together—

Blast it directly.

Song Ming took a breath of air conditioning, and the wind suddenly appeared in the soles of his feet. He ran wildly with "shaved feet" along the way. With various twisted sharp turns, there was a winding circle along the way, waiting for an opportunity to fight back.

Even so, he still couldn't get rid of most of the firebirds. After all, there were only a few who exploded when they hit a tree. If they could not think of an effective countermeasure, no matter how fast he ran and had good physical strength, he would always be bombed.

Fortunately, Song Ming has good physical fitness and this amount of exercise will not cause his brain to be deficient in oxygen, so that he can calmly think about countermeasures.

"Have it!"

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Chapter completed!