On the spacious grounds of Han Guancheng's military camp, the soldiers stood neatly under the general's platform early in the morning.
On the general stage, Han Guancheng glanced at Duguyu who looked worried in the audience, and then looked at Shen Yifeng again, feeling a little helpless.
He knew Gong Yangxun's strength very well, and he also knew Shen Yifeng's strength from Dugu Yu.
"Miss Dugu came to me so late last night to tell me about this fight! It's obvious that she cares about that boy very much... That boy's strength is so much worse than Gong Yangxun, and it seems that there is no possibility of winning at all. "Gong Yangxun's temperament is so narrow, this fight... ah! What should I do?" He frowned helplessly, thought for a moment, cleared his throat and announced loudly: "Gong Yangxun this morning The general will have a duel with General Shen. This is just a duel for discussion! ... In my military camp, no one is allowed to be seriously injured in such a duel. So I hope Gong Yang General and General Shen should not violate the rules of our army!"
After the words fell, he paused slightly and then continued: "The fighting point is over. If one of the fighting parties strikes too hard, I, the general, will forcibly stop the fighting from continuing."
He took a long breath, glanced at Duguyu in the audience, and then announced: "Now, the competition begins!"
Shen Yifeng and Gong Yangxun each walked onto the stage. Han Guancheng did not step off the stage.
He knew that Gong Yangxun was very narrow-minded, and he also knew that Dugu Yu cared very much about Shen Yifeng. In this case, he had to try his best to ensure that Shen Yifeng would not be seriously injured by Gong Yangxun.
Retreating to the corner of the high platform, Han Guancheng silently activated his heavenly power, ready to stop the fight at any time.
Gong Yangxun didn't take Han Guancheng's words to heart at all. For the benefit of the family, he was determined to destroy Shen Yifeng on stage.
He is very confident in his own strength and does not think he will lose at all.
Looking at Shen Yifeng, who was standing calmly in front of him, Gong Yangxun's eyes revealed a cold light: "Shen Yifeng, you asked for this, don't blame me!"
"Are you sure you can win me?" Shen Yifeng smiled slightly and looked at his opponent nonchalantly: "Do you really want to beat me until I can't get up?...What are you waiting for? Come on!"
"Humph!" He snorted heavily. Gong Yangxun clenched his fists and suddenly rushed towards Shen Yifeng. As soon as he rushed in front of Shen Yifeng, he punched Shen Yifeng hard in the chest. The bombardment came up.
Just when his fist was about to hit Shen Yifeng's chest, Shen Yifeng suddenly took a quick step to the side and easily dodged Gong Yangxun's extremely sharp punch, still with that look on his face. A faint smile: "Do you want to knock me down with this little ability?"
Although his strength is indeed much weaker than Gong Yangxun's, after his crazy training some time ago, his physical strength and endurance are stronger than Gong Yangxun's, and his movement speed and reaction ability are also better than Gong Yangxun's. Strong. In this case, if he keeps dodging, it will be very difficult for Gong Yangxun to win.
Han Guancheng on the stage saw that Shen Yifeng was obviously moving much faster than Gong Yangxun, and his dodge movements were very agile. His hanging heart was slightly relieved, but he still did not dare to be careless and paid serious attention to the stage. of competition.
Duguyu's eyes were still full of worry.
She has long been prepared to rush to the stage at any time.
She didn't care about any rules or regulations, she just hoped that Shen Yifeng wouldn't be hurt by Gong Yangxun.
Gong Yangxun missed a punch and was furious, so he rushed towards Shen Yifeng again.
Then the two sides started a fierce chase on the wide high platform.
Although Gong Yangxun is indeed much stronger than Shen Yifeng, his fighting experience is obviously very immature, and his own strength and speed are much worse than Shen Yifeng, so he wants to win in such a pursuit battle. It is almost impossible to win this battle.
Ten minutes passed in the blink of an eye, and the two sides were still chasing each other on the high platform.
Finally, Gong Yangxun couldn't stand it anymore.
Stopping the chase, he glared at Shen Yifeng and said with an angry face: "Shen Yifeng, are you still a man?...Do you just know how to avoid it?"
"A one-star martial king can't do anything to me, a one-star martial artist. You are really no ordinary waste!" Shen Yifeng had a sarcastic smile on his face: "Don't you want to beat me until I can't get up? ...Haha, keep going!"
"Don't hide if you have the guts!" Gong Yangxun looked at the mocking smile on Shen Yifeng's face, and a strong anger suddenly surged in his heart: "If you don't hide, I won't punch you three times. I can beat you until you can’t get up!”
"Then I want to see you!" Shen Yifeng still had a sarcastic smile on his face: "Come on, let me see how you can knock me down with three punches!"
"You really don't want to hide anymore?"
"really!"
"That's what you said!" A hint of viciousness flashed in his eyes. After Gong Yangxun finished speaking, he clenched his fist and rushed towards Shen Yifeng. At this time, his fist already had more There is a faint white halo.
Shen Yifeng seemed to have no intention of evading this time. Looking at his opponent who was getting closer and closer, he clenched his fist tightly. At this time, a ball of warm energy had condensed on his fist.
"go to hell!"
Rushing in front of Shen Yifeng, Gong Yangxun roared angrily, and at the same time, his fist struck Shen Yifeng with a ball of white energy.
A fierce light shone in Shen Yifeng's eyes. Seeing the fist approaching quickly, he took a deep breath, then suddenly turned his fist into a palm, and struck Gong Yangxun's fist with one palm. He greeted him fiercely.
What he is currently using is the martial art that Shen Tianhao taught him - Thunder Palm.
There was a faint blue halo with a low muffled sound of thunder, and his palm collided hard with Gong Yangxun's fist in the blink of an eye.
"Bang..."
The moment the fists and palms collided, a shadowless and invisible energy spread out in all directions. Shen Yifeng felt an extremely violent energy hit his chest, and felt some faint pain between his chest and abdomen. Painful, his face suddenly became very ugly, and he took seven or eight steps back before regaining his balance with seemingly difficulty.
Gong Yangxun only took a step back. At this time, he looked at Shen Yifeng with obvious pride in his eyes: "Is this all you have?"
Shen Yifeng took a deep breath and thought to himself: "Martial warriors at the Martial King level are indeed very strong. If I continue to receive his attacks forcefully like this, I will definitely suffer some internal injuries after three moves!"
"Now taste my second punch!"
Gong Yangxun shouted loudly, and then rushed towards Shen Yifeng again.
Shen Yifeng tried his best to suppress the pain in his chest and abdomen, used his heavenly power with all his strength, and prepared to use the Thunder Palm again.
Gong Yangxun quickly rushed in front of Shen Yifeng, and then hit Shen Yifeng's chest with his tightly clenched fist again.