Chapter 572: Return to the body with his own way
"Uncle Master, do you really want to bet so big?"
On the outside of the competition venue that was specially vacated, Fan Shigang carefully poured Yan Feng a cup of tea.
This time when Yan Feng came to Su City, he was not familiar with the place. Fan Shigang, who came here once and had a good personal relationship with Meng Lang, naturally became the selected entourage... responsible for carrying his bags.
Just now, Fan Shigang, who was a little transparent woman behind, naturally heard it, and couldn't help but worry about Yan Weiwei.
Yan Feng picked up the tea on the table and took a sip, then glanced at Fan Shigang indifferently.
"What? Are you worried that your uncle and uncle will lose, or are you worried that I will win?"
"No way, I'm worried that no matter how wins or loses, it will hurt my family's kindness." Fan Shigang smiled dryly.
I thought to myself that Master Yan was so impulsive.
Although he is not a master of dark energy, he has also heard of the specific combat power of dark energy masters from his master.
Awesome is amazing, but it is definitely not as exaggerated as "taking the head of the general among the troops" in the novel.
It’s no problem for ordinary people to fight dozens of them. If they are ordinary trainers, seven or eight will be easy.
But the problem is that the seven people standing above are not ordinary trainers at first glance.
Let’s not talk about other people. Just the Baji Li Lei, Li Li, once barely defeated Yan Weiwei, who had just entered the dark spirit. The three of them were not opponents when they were together.
Even if Yan Weiwei's realm is now stable, this person should not be underestimated.
I also met A Xing who was proficient in the Fifth Ancestor's Fist several times. Not to mention the boxing attainments, the heavyweight level is not on the same level as Yan Weiwei.
Physical fitness is an important factor that cannot be ignored in the confrontation between the two sides.
Not to mention that he has a master-like look. It looks very difficult to mess with Shaolin's bone-bone hand. He has trained his hand to the dark and shiny iron sand palm. He has a master of the Tangmen in Sichuan Province who is full of flying knives.
...
It can be said that there are all long-range and close combat, and it is definitely a professional team to fight the boss.
Such a lineup is hard to beat four-handed with two fists, and no matter how you look at Yan Weiwei's chances of winning are very slim.
But Master Yan's expression on his face just now was not as fake as he was...
Could it be that you are planning to use external tricks?
Yes, this is Master Yan’s home court, and the seven masters are all from the security company. It’s not a matter of just one sentence to let him put some water?
So that's it, but as an old senior in the world, Yan Feng's vision is so sophisticated. Can he escape his eyes if he lets go or not?
Well... As a "double-sided spy" who is in Cao's camp, should I risk being expelled from the sect and pretend to slip and splash tea all over the other party, and slightly divert the other party's attention...
Yan Feng naturally didn't know that Erwuzai beside him was thinking about it.
He looked at the seven masters who were muttering on the ring, communicating and other things...
Release water? Of course he thought about this possibility.
However, he was very confident in his own eyes, and he could not escape his eyes if he let go.
Secondly, he knew Yan Weiwei's proud temperament, and she disdains to use such a trick that she cannot stand up to.
So I won, and took Yan Weiwei, the traveling frog, home happily to celebrate the New Year.
Lost...
That should be even happier!
The next generation successor of my Yan family's twelve-way sledding leg was defeated by the masters of the seven major sects of the martial arts world and won a great victory...
What kind of immortal cultivation is this?
With this Qilin son...what happened to lose his family?
But this thought flashed through his mind instantly.
How long has Yan Weiwei just entered the Dark Spirit? Even at the peak of Dark Spirit, she may not be able to get it well in the face of such a lineup.
Youth is still too impulsive...
Could it be the psychological expansion caused by sudden physical strength?
Turning his head to look at Yan Weiwei who was slowly coming towards the competition venue on the other side of the venue, he happened to see the other party throwing a shiny tube into the trash can...
...
"What do you mean by Master Yan?"
In the center of the competition venue, seven major security experts were gathered together to discuss countermeasures.
Yan Weiwei is clear about her strength. She can compete on weekdays and fight alone. If she is tied with two or three captains at the same time, the winning rate between the two sides will be basically 50% off.
If one more is added, Yan Weiwei's winning rate will inevitably plummet.
One fight seven, it takes less than two minutes to resolve the battle.
"I can understand how to pick three and four, and when I pick seven, do you think Master Yan wants to win or deliberately want to lose?"
"Then you have to ask, you must want to win! It's just not easy to say it clearly, it depends on how we cooperate next."
Li Lei, who was big and thick, touched his chin, and his eyes showed a shrewdness of "humanity and worldly style".
Some things cannot be said, but once they say it is wrong. Why bother exposing the drama of life?
As for this fake punch... he hasn't never hit it.
"How can we fight in the future?" Ah Xing touched his head.
"Yes, I can't even think of how I will lose in this lineup of both sides?"
"It's not easy to deal with, otherwise put some water a little to make the scene not too ugly?"
"Well! Just rely on others to comprehend the secrets for us without any selfishness, this favor must be returned." Xiang Wenlong said coldly with his hands in his chest.
Among these people, he has the highest cultivation level.
At first, he was a little skeptical about the so-called secrets that could be comparable to Shaolin's "Yi Jin Jing" and "Miral Cleansing Sutra". Until recently, he cooperated with various extreme training to form a "bungee group", and from time to time he was with Yan Weiwei, a "secret master".
”Several discussion.
He was shocked to find that... he had actually touched a trace of the threshold for breakthrough recently.
When everyone talked about this amazing discovery, everyone was suddenly relieved.
They were convinced that the reason why Meng Lang and Yan Weiwei were able to reach the level they had always dreamed of was inseparable from this secret book!
This is also the real reason why these masters are willing to stay in an unknown small security company to be the security captain.
They are naturally grateful to Meng Lang and Yan Weiwei for their kindness.
"That's right, but if you want Master Yan to win, you can't win too deliberately. That old man Yan is not a vegetarian. It's too obvious that he will definitely see it."
"Hey! I have an idea. The cooperation of this siege is very important. If we pretend to be a bad attack technique, I think Mr. Yan can't say anything."
"Well! This is a good idea. Why not do this? Sister Tang Ling, you will be swinging the flying knife behind you later. Everyone should pay attention to the positioning and "accidentally" just came over.
Don't worry, if you don't have any scratches, you will hurt at most twice."
"Uh... Dear brothers, my flying knife is not justified, so I can't stab my teammates with one knife, right?
Aren’t you ruining my Tang Sect’s signature?”
"There are no outsiders here except us. At worst, I can ask Master Yan to invite you to spicy hotpot."
"Ah... are you sure this is not obvious?"
"Or what good idea do you think?"
The combat strategy of everyone was not yet agreed, but they were directly bankrupt by Yan Weiwei who entered the market...
"By defeat me, I will have a chance to comprehend the upgraded version of "Overclocking Sutra"!"
Everyone was stunned for a moment.
The next moment, the atmosphere in the field suddenly changed!
The "Water Release Alliance" that had just become peaceful, his eyes lit up.
We must pay back favors, but we must not take the opportunity to make progress!
We are really eager to make progress!
...
Yan Feng, who was off the court, naturally heard Yan Weiwei's words, was so shocked that he almost stood up from the chair.
What's the thing?
"Overclocking scripture" upgraded version?
I haven’t even understood the 0 yet, and the version 0 will be released so soon?
Can this thing be updated monthly?
It’s like the Huashan Sword Contest is still grabbing the Nine Yin Scriptures. While fighting, someone told everyone that the 0th version of the Nine Yin Scriptures has been published.
Which magical craft book has such an outrageous update frequency?
But soon Yan Feng didn't have the heart to think about the update frequency because he suddenly discovered...
Yan Weiwei... seems a little different.
In just a few short steps, the other party walked step by step. Although the steps seemed very ordinary, they seemed to have some wonderful rhythm, and the whole body seemed to be following a slight rhythm.
Wait until he stood in front of everyone in an ordinary manner and closed his eyes slightly.
The seemingly unstable and full of flaws gives people a strange sense of crisis...
Not only him, but Li Lei and Xiang Wenlong in the field all felt a similar sense of crisis.
And this sense of crisis seemed to evoke some fragments that they were extremely reluctant to recall...
"Master Yan, I offended you, let's go together!"
Everyone who noticed the atmosphere in the venue reached a consensus almost instantly.
Xiang Wenlong, who is best at close combat, roared, took a step forward suddenly, and blasted out his right fist like a shell, and launched the attack first.
The fist wind whistled, reaching Yan Weiwei's face.
Before the fist arrived, the strong wind was already coming!
Yan Weiwei didn't move at all, and even her eyes were still half open and half closed until the fist wind approached and her body suddenly avoided her slightly.
This avoidance was like a willow catkins following the wind, and it avoided the punch in an understatement.
The fist brushed against the tip of her nose, but it could not touch the slightest.
Yan Feng couldn't help but his eyes lit up.
"The body is like a catkin, use stillness to control movement, and have a good body movement!"
Xiang Wenlong failed to hit the blow and shouted softly, but changed his fist to claws, using his best-known hand to split the tendons and bones to grab Yan Weiwei's left shoulder!
At this moment, a scene that was beyond everyone's expectations appeared. Yan Weiwei did not dodge or avoid it, and she saw Xiang Wenlong's grasping hand falling on the other party's shoulder.
Yan Weiwei's shoulder seemed to move strangely, and Xiang Wenlong's claws slid down from the opponent's shoulder as if he had hit a loach...
The next moment, one hand seemed slow and fast, and it floated lightly on Xiang Wenlong's forearm. The moment when there was still a look of surprise on the other person's face, he pulled it slightly, and with the other person's body that could not stop rushing forward,
So a slight tremble...
"Click!"
"Ah~" Xiang Wenlong's scream came, and he saw the other party take two steps back, and his right hand fell weakly on one side of his shoulder.
"What?!"
"this……"
Everyone was stunned.
The master Xiang Wenlong was removed after meeting him?
"It's round and leverages strength to fight... this... is this Wudang's Tai Chi power?"
Yan Feng also stood up from his seat with a look of shock.
Wei Wei, why did you learn such a clever way to leverage power?
Just now, the other six people who didn't talk about martial arts morality were hesitant. When they saw Xiang Wenlong, who was the best kung fu among them, failed in one move, they immediately did not dare to hesitate anymore and started moving.
Either they are divided into groups, or they are waiting for an opportunity to move, or they are sharp swords in their hands...
Although I don’t know why Yan Weiwei suddenly felt like she had changed her style, her style changed drastically from her previous style.
But guessing that perhaps it is because of hiding such a killer weapon that you have the confidence to fight seven times?
So they stopped holding back and sieged each other with all their might.
However, a more strange scene appeared. Yan Weiwei's figure was moving and moving, and she could not see how to move and dodge, but she could easily shuttle through the attacks of the seven people like a ghost.
Her movements seemed slow, but she could always avoid all attacks just right.
The steps are light and steady, and each step is filled with a calm demeanor, showing everyone's style.
The seven-man offensive became more and more fierce, and even Xiang Wenlong gritted his teeth and took over his dislocated shoulder and joined the battle group again.
However, Yan Weiwei never fought back, but just kept dodging, and even a happy smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
This is the feeling, this is...Cultivation!
With one hand twisted it, he printed the oncoming iron sand palm on Li Lei's chest, and the other party staggered and retreated.
He didn't even see the other party's efforts. The masters who besieged her were tilted around and turned around, making Yan Feng's eyes twitch.
"It's my turn!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Weiwei took a lunge and launched an active attack for the first time. She punched Ah Xing with a light straight punch...
"Huh?" A Xing, who had originally opened and closed the Fist of the Five Ancestors, attacked the opponent with great force, but could not touch the corner of the opponent's clothes, immediately raised his arms and crossed them to block them.
The strong figure, a head taller than Yan Weiwei and the tight muscles all over her body make Yan Weiwei's fists look so weak and powerless...
However……
"Bang!"
A Xing, a man with nearly 200 pounds, was directly knocked away by Yan Weiwei's light punch in his unbelievable eyes!
He flew four or five meters in the air before he knocked down a bunch of debris and was bombarded out of the field with a bang!
"How is this... possible?!"
Everyone stared at this scene in amazement.
Fan Shigang, the audience outside the venue, looked at Ah Xing who was struggling but couldn't get up, and couldn't help swallowing.
"Shi... uncle... this... which sect's way is this?"
Yan Feng is as stupid as a wooden chicken.
You ask me? Who will I ask?
This is clearly an ordinary straight punch!
Even with the addition of dark power, this power is really a bit exaggerated.
"Swoosh!"
At this moment, a flying knife with a cold light pierced Yan Weiwei's thighs through seven or eight meters!
The Tang Sect master who had been waiting for the opportunity on the outside finally took action!
At this time, Yan Weiwei was besieged by the two of them, and the flying knife was still a blind spot in her visual sense. Even Yan Feng couldn't help but feel nervous.
However, Yan Weiwei seemed to have eyes on her back. As soon as the flying knife was about to come, she turned around and reached out to grab it!
"Brush!" "Swoosh!"
Everyone couldn't see clearly what was going on. Yan Weiwei turned around and went back and forth, and with a faster "swish!", he quickly passed by the Tang Sect master.
"Swish!" The flying knife flew out of the field and plunged directly into a practice wooden stake not far away, almost half of the blade body.
Now it's the turn of the Tang Sect master to swallow his saliva. You must know that this is a blade that has no edge. If it hits him...
Yan Feng saw this scene and was completely muggy.
This...what the hell is going on?
If it weren't for the eyesight, he would have even wondered if this was a "artistic exchange" that had been carefully designed long ago!
But when did Yan Weiwei hide so many killer weapons?
When you meet a master of grappling, you use a grappling, when you encounter a Fifth Ancestor Fist, you punch it, and now you can even throw the hidden weapon back...
Could it be that the legendary "returning the power to the other person with his way"?
Old man, I always thought it was a novel...
Looking at the figure who lifted the heavy lifting and the light lifting in the venue, gradually getting rid of the common sense of martial arts in nine years of compulsory education.
Inexplicably, what Yan Weiwei mentioned twice in her mind sounded again...
Chapter completed!