Chapter 058 If you exceed three moves, you will not be accompanied (Part 2)
"Pa!" There was a flash and a sound, and Leng Xuan inadvertently made a light and harmonious sound.
He used the ninth form of Nine Flash Fist. In fact, if Nine Flash Fist can be practiced to the ninth level, it can already have the power of a second-level martial arts. Leng Xuan, without any dodge, faced him forcefully. He wanted to test it.
How high is Leng Tie's spiritual power and martial arts skills? Leng Tie obviously wants to defeat the enemy with one move. Although he has guessed that Leng Xuan is deliberately concealing it, he thinks that this person who is two years younger than him will never be able to reach the level of casting no matter what.
He has an eighth-level spiritual power because his conditions for spiritual cultivation are not as good as his own, and he also has an incurable fever.
"Pfft!!"
There was a muffled thump, and the two moves from the two men met, and immediately turned into a strong shock wave, shaking both of them back.
This move was indeed as Leng Juan said. Leng Tie was already the eighth level of cast body with agile spiritual power, and Leng Xuan had already felt his strength. Leng Tie was surprised by this move. Although he was not
He tried his best, but Leng Xuan was evenly matched. I planned to defeat the enemy with one move and teach Leng Xuan a lesson, but I didn't expect that he was so powerful without showing off. No wonder he would suddenly be so arrogant. With such strength, in this Leng Xuan
Among the younger generation of the family, except for himself and Leng Juan, probably no one can match him. Even though he is younger than Leng Hu and Leng Xiao, it seems true that the rumors that the three of them are back to compete for power are true.
After Leng Xuan and Leng Tie's move, they both took two steps back and stood firm.
"Leng Xuan, you are really good at acting. Last time I asked Leng Ao to beat you, you pretended to be rolling on the ground. You are really good at hiding! It's a pity that no matter how cunning a fox is, he can't escape the eyes of the hunter."
"Tch, you are the fox. Do you want to fight? If not, I will go home for dinner, why are you talking so much nonsense! Don't delay my meal."
"Hit me, of course I will. I didn't teach you a lesson. How could I not do it?"
"If you want to fight, hurry up. The battle will be over within three moves to determine the winner. If you exceed three moves, I will not accompany you!"
"Okay, let's see what moves you take!" Leng Tie punched hard and charged forward.
"Yeah!!" Leng Xuan made a move almost at the same time. He didn't take the initiative to attack. He just wanted to see what move Leng Tie used so that he could decide what move to use. In fact, he had already planned that he would experiment this time.
The power of the tenth flash after the Nine Flash Fist reaches its highest level.
"Pa!" There was a crisp sound and a flash of light. Leng Xuan also raised his fist to meet it. He had already used 90% of the spiritual power of the eighth level of the cast.
Neither of them avoided it, both seemed to want to end the fight as soon as possible and decide the winner.
"Boom!!" There was a loud sound.
At that moment, a strong shock wave was aroused. Both of them staggered back, but neither of them fell. After staggering a few steps, they both stood still. Leng Xuan did not feel surprised. He felt that he used Nine Flash
The most powerful move of the fist should be the move of Leng Tie's second-level martial arts-Tiger Roaring Fist. He is confident in this. As long as Leng Tie does not use the ninth-level spiritual power of the cast body, he feels that he should be able to catch it.
You can live with it. Even if Leng Tie has secretly reached the spiritual power of the ninth level of casting, Leng Xuan is not afraid. If he is forced to a certain level of confidence, he can still defeat him, because he defeated him last time with the spiritual power of the seventh level of casting.
Su Kai, who is at the eighth level of casting.
Leng Tie obviously hasn't figured out how deep Leng Xuan's strength is yet. It seems that the estimate just now that he has spiritual power of the seventh level of casting is a mistake. It is obvious that he also has the spiritual power of the eighth level of casting just like himself.
.This really surprised him. He couldn't believe that the yellow-sick patient in front of him, who claimed to have no spiritual power, could be so miraculous.
"ah!"
Leng Tie was obviously a little angry and ashamed. As soon as he stood firm, he gritted his teeth and pounced hard on Leng Xuan.
"Yeah!" Leng Xuan was not to be outdone, he also rushed forward with a fist, but Leng Xuan didn't know whether Leng Tie had reached the ninth level of casting. If he reached the ninth level of casting, would he use the ninth level?
If he uses his spiritual power, how much will he use? Because this is a head-to-head fight, and he doesn't want to dodge. He doesn't want to be defeated, but he doesn't want to expose his secret weapons - Taekwondo and kicks now!
what to do?
Leng Xuan didn't have time to think too much. He finally decided not to use the secret weapon. He wanted to use that trump card in the Leng family competition held every year, or in the leagues of various families in Tunxi Town. The league prizes were rich and important.
The honor and status of the family is the most important thing. The family competition is to prepare for the selection of the town league.
At the last moment, in order to avoid losing as much as possible, Leng Xuan had to use what he felt was the most powerful move among the eight Tyrant moves. He used up all his spiritual power to catch Leng Tie's desperate move!
"Bang!!!" The explosion was a bit muffled, perhaps because Leng Xuan punched hastily and did not fully connect with Leng Tie's fist.
Both of them retreated hurriedly, holding the arm that punched, and they seemed to be in pain. Obviously the two were tied again, obviously both of them were a little injured, obviously both of them tried their best, and obviously Leng Tie still had
He does not have the spiritual power to reach the ninth level of casting, or he is unwilling to use it.
Leng Xuan felt lucky for his final decision. A draw was the best result he could accept. If he won, it would be a bit too ostentatious. He didn't want to prematurely become the target of public criticism like his father. Losing
, and he felt that he couldn't accept it. He knew that the spiritual power of the eighth-level cast body that he had just advanced was still slightly weaker than Leng Tie's spiritual power, but his eight-level Tyrant Style allowed him to make up for this weakness. The strength of the two
It was almost exactly the same. Leng Xuan didn't even see clearly what punch the opponent used, and it seemed to be somewhat similar to Leng Xuan's method.
A tie is the best result. You cannot perform at your highest level unless you have to, even in regular clan competitions or even league games. Leng Xuan quickly licked his jade gourd. This was the third time he licked the jade gourd today.
He just wanted to heal his aching arm as quickly as possible.
Leng Tie's face was very ugly, not because of the pain in his arm, but because he had used up his maximum spiritual power and the highest martial arts moves. He, the eldest brother who had long been the number one among the younger generations of the Leng family, was beaten by this man today.
The younger brother who had just returned from the hospital was beaten to a draw. In his eyes, being beaten to a draw by the younger brother was tantamount to being defeated. He really had no face. He had always been so proud. How could he accept this?
a reality.
"Leng Xuan, let's do three more moves!!"
"No, I can't let you go back to eat and let's go!"
After Leng Xuan licked the jade gourd, he quickly recovered from the pain. He smiled and easily picked up the teapot and went down the mountain! He didn't pay attention at all, still holding his arms and holding back.
Leng Tie wanted to continue playing because of the pain. In fact, Leng Xuan had recovered. If he were to fight again, his arm would be slightly injured. Leng Tie would definitely have the advantage. However, Leng Xuan had already had enough today and he did not want to fight again.
, he wants to save his strength for the clan competition and then use it!
Leng Xuan disappeared into the woods, leaving only Leng Tie, the proud and arrogant eldest brother, alone on the top of the mountain. This is definitely a very ironic depression, and it is really asking for trouble!