Body skills made Jiang Wuniu's movements extremely flexible. Zhang Yifeng had no time to resist and could only retreat in a mess.

Jiang Wujin is not a good person. Zhang Yifeng retreated, so he chased and pressed him step by step without giving in at all.

Zhang Yifeng frowned slightly, and while retreating, he resisted Jiang Wujin's attack without warning.

Boom boom boom boom!

The weak fist faced the huge scorpion hand and burst out with a shocking explosion.

The spiritual energy burst out like exploded fireworks, dazzling and dazzling.

Terrifying fluctuations swept around, like wind dragons.

"Zhang Yifeng was pressed and beaten, and he had no strength to fight back!"

"Oh my God, Jiang Wujun's speed is too fast, I can't catch it with my naked eyes!"

The spectators were stunned. Since Zhang Yifeng fought with Wen Cuishan, they have always thought that Jiang Wujin might not be Zhang Yifeng's opponent, but when the two of them were fighting, they found that it was Zhang Yifeng who was being beaten.

Zhang Yifeng retreated step by step, and then he was in a mess if he lost the opportunity.

"Haha, Zhang Yifeng, your reaction is getting slower and slower! What? Are you going to be unable to resist it, but I haven't speeded up yet!"

"How is it? Have you never seen such a fast body and martial arts? Hahaha."

On the ring, Jiang Wujin laughed violently, his figure became more and more dreamy, and his speed became faster and faster. In the end, two phantoms appeared around Zhang Yifeng, which looked like virtual and real, and it was difficult to distinguish between true and false.

This is the advantage of body skills and martial arts. It is absolutely flexible when fighting. Jiang Wujun's body skills and martial arts are definitely not low.

"roll!"

I don’t know if it was a bad temper, but Zhang Yifeng suddenly shouted softly. With a swing of his right fist, he hit a huge golden dragon.

Nine Dragons Phantom Spirit Fist!

With a dull sound, the entire ring was shaking. Zhang Yifeng's dragon fist was empty, and what he had just hit was Jiang Wujin's phantom.

At this moment, Jiang Wujin's body had already appeared behind Zhang Yifeng, and the scorpion hand hit Zhang Yifeng's back.

boom!

With a muffled sound, Zhang Yifeng's body was knocked away directly, and a faint blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth.

Wow, for a moment, the audience was in an uproar. The scene fell into a brief silence.

Zhang Yifeng is really not Jiang Wuji's opponent! After persisting for so long, he was finally knocked away by Jiang Wuji.

After quiet, there was a crazy roar.

"Jiang Wujin, I just said you will definitely get first place! It's true."

"Jiang Wujin, I love you, I only love you in my life! I knew that Zhang Yifeng was just a clown who jumped his head."

Men and women shouted for Jiang Wunong.

"Bah, a group of people who have no position, Zhang Yifeng, come on, you haven't failed yet!"

"Zhang Yifeng, stand up, we believe in you."

Of course, Zhang Yifeng still has loyal supporters, but his voice is obviously much smaller than the beginning. This world is so realistic.

"This Jiang Wujin is so strong. The young master will not be defeated by Jiang Wujin, right?"

In the audience, Fang Ling was worried for Zhang Yifeng. Judging from the current situation, Zhang Yifeng was at an absolute disadvantage.

"Look at it carefully. Don't you know the young master's strength? He just doesn't want to win too easily."

Sima Han spoke indifferently, he was very detailed about Zhang Yifeng's strength.

"But, Jiang Wujun is so fast that he has learned martial arts and physical skills..."

Sima Han smiled and said, "Silly girl, do you think the young master doesn't have it?"

“That’s right.”

...

On the ring, Jiang Wujin looked at Zhang Yifeng who had just been on the ground, and a confident smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He looked at Zhang Yifeng condescendingly and said proudly: "Boy, why? Are you not very arrogant? Are you very arrogant? Why are you falling down now? Hahaha."

Jiang Wujin waited for so long, just waiting for today to slap Zhang Yifeng in the face. He wanted to step on Zhang Yifeng under his feet when Zhang Yifeng was most proud and confident! Only in this way would he feel happy.

He wants everyone to know that Jiang Wujun is the well-deserved pride of heaven. The first is that Jiang Wujun is the only one.

Zhang Yifeng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and slowly stood up from the ground. His eyes didn't fluctuate much, and he was still extremely dull.

"I'll say it again. My name is Zhang Yifeng, not a boy. I admit that you are a little trickier than I thought, but it's just a little bit."

Zhang Yifeng said something, and the spectators who supported Zhang Yifeng were immediately excited.

"Domineering! Zhang Yifeng, I just like your domineeringness. You are the strongest."

"Bow him to death, beat Jiang Wujin to death!"

On the ring, Jiang Wujin's smile on the corner of her mouth became more and more bloodthirsty: "It's interesting, at this time, you are still showing off. It seems that if I don't tear your mouth apart, I can't change your bragging habit!"

Zhang Yifeng shrugged indifferently and said lightly: "If you can knock me away this time, I will lose!"

With a low growl, Zhang Yifeng's speed suddenly increased, and the golden light in his body became even stronger.

Zhang Yifeng appeared next to Jiang Wuji like a golden meteor. Without gorgeous martial arts, he just punched Jiang Wuji.

"it's useless."

Jiang Wujin sneered, and took a phantom step forward, intending to avoid Zhang Yifeng's attack, but the next moment, he was shocked to find that Zhang Yifeng was like a maggot in his tarsal bone, and no matter how he dodged, he was following him.

"How is it possible? Why did your speed suddenly increase... Could it be... you can do it too well with body skills!"

Jiang Wujin's pupils kept shrinking, and Zhang Yifeng's speed instantly increased several times, but he could not dodge.

"Congratulations, guessed it right."

Zhang Yifeng smiled faintly. His steps were very subtle, sometimes like a dragonfly sifting through the water, sometimes like a geese passing by without traces. It was the steps of the god-wind.

Although the level of Shenfeng's footwork is not very high, Zhang Yifeng's cultivation is still very helpful to him when he is still weak.

"Slow, too slow! Why do you always slow me down? Don't you say you're going to speed up?"

Zhang Yifeng kept attacking Jiang Wuji, but Jiang Wuji could only passively let go, in a mess because he didn't know which direction Zhang Yifeng would attack in the next moment.

I was stunned, and the spectators were stunned at that time.

"What's going on? Why did Zhang Yifeng's speed increase so much? Jiang Wujin was hit by him instead."

"I'm going, are you stupid? Zhang Yifeng also used his body skills and martial arts, can't you tell me?"

"Zhang Yifeng also has body skills! When did body skills become so common?"

"Hmph, I just said that Zhang Yifeng is the most powerful, and I like Zhang Yifeng, a sunny and handsome type."

...

"It's too slow, Jiang Wujun, are you not eating? Why are you getting slower and slower?"

“It’s too slow, it’s still too slow!”

On the ring, Zhang Yifeng's sarcastic voices kept coming.
Chapter completed!