Ning Zhenzhen closed her bright eyes and carefully recalled the previous actions in her mind.

How do you deal with such weird and unpredictable boxing techniques?

Fei Diezhang's movements are mysterious and he is best at transformation, but his speed is not as fast as his, and he lacks a bit of spiritual understanding.

This man's speed is truly astonishing.

You must know that after eating Tianyun Fruit, your speed has improved several times, far better than before, and you can be regarded as one of the fastest people in the world.

But he still couldn't block the fist.

Fakong said: "He should be proficient in a kind of explosive power. It accelerates instantly and is superimposed layer by layer. The burden on the body is extremely heavy."

"How many moves can he use?" Ning Zhenzhen opened her bright eyes: "Just avoid these moves?"

Fakong nodded.

Ning Zhenzhen frowned and then shook his head.

The key is that you can't withstand these moves. Even if you know that he is a three-axe, you will still be hit because they are too powerful.

You can't even do it yourself, let alone the sect leader.

Especially when the sect master is nearby, if that guy sees that he is difficult to deal with and directly abandons himself and attacks the sect master, he may not be able to save him.

When she thought of this, her face became heavy.

Fa Kong drank tea quietly and was not in a hurry to speak.

The sun had completely set, and the mist and twilight were rising, covering the entire courtyard.

Fakong had already finished two cups of tea.

Ning Zhenzhen was still immersed in thinking, waving her hands a few times from time to time and flashing her body.

Ning Zhenzhen suddenly flew toward Fa Kong and slapped him with both palms.

Fakong punched out.

"Bang!" Ning Zhenzhen's palms suddenly accelerated, met his fist, and then pulled him flying out.

Fakong's palms felt a huge pulling force coming from her slender hands, and several waves of power were entangled, one after another.

This is Ning Zhenzhen's complete integration of all the palm techniques he has learned into one, and the strength is beyond imagination.

"Bang!" Fakong knocked her away with a punch, then accelerated in the air and hit her chest with his fist again.

Ning Zhenzhen folded and shot continuously with both palms at the same time.

Several rays of power merged in the air, forming a sticky strange force that stagnated Fakong's fist.

Ning Zhenzhen's bright eyes flashed, his body moved quickly, and he clapped his hands again.

Fakong shook his fist, unleashing the strange force, and suddenly accelerated again, hitting Ning Zhenzhen's right palm like a meteor.

"Bang!" Fakong punched Ning Zhenzhen away.

Ning Zhenzhen drew a strange arc in the air, obviously flying to the left, but when Fakong pounced on it, he missed it and flew to the right.

This is a level up of Flying Butterfly Palm's movements, which is unpredictable.

These changes occurred in just about an hour, and Fakong could only admire her extraordinary understanding.
Chapter completed!