The reason why Ye Cheng dared to be so confident and close his eyes to confront his opponent was because he clearly grasped the movement of the opponent's Qi network at the moment when Wanfa naturally attacked. However, the opponent's footwork was really exquisite.
The more you open your eyes and try to judge by her footwork, the easier it will be to get confused, so I just close my eyes and not be confused by her footwork.
"Chichi"
Wan Fa naturally let out a groan, turned his steps, and retreated without leaving a trace. He looked worried that Ye Cheng would take advantage of the situation to pursue him.
Ye Cheng still only swayed his body slightly before returning to his stable posture. It seemed that he had the upper hand with this attack again, but only he himself understood how powerful his opponent was. In the fight just now, the true cyclone still exploded rapidly, with rapid speed.
Play slowly, hoping to cause some trouble to the opponent with a sudden move, waiting for opportunities to find loopholes, and deliver a fatal blow.
But the opponent is not mediocre. As soon as the true cyclone rushes into the opponent's true energy net, it is like an iron bull stuck in the quagmire. Every turn requires great effort, and the speed is at least doubled, and it doesn't even wait.
The true energy rushed into the opponent's body, and was completely resolved by the pulling force coming from all directions.
At this moment, Ye Cheng finally understood why the outside world said that the Wudang lineage had the best internal strength among all the sects. Sure enough, it was not a boast to create momentum. It could be seen from the actions of his disciples that this statement was true.
Wanfa naturally withdrew for about ten feet before he stabilized his figure, his eyes were shining, and he said curiously: "Brother Baliang is really powerful. This method of controlling the inner strength of your hand is really rare. My little sister was almost injured by you!"
What she said was true. She had seen Ye Cheng's ferocious methods a long time ago. Now he actually changed his equipment and weapons to fight with her. She was not stupid enough to think that her opponent had given up his best weapon. It could only mean that he was empty-handed.
Close combat was what he was best at, so she boldly used a plan.
The empty city plan is the biggest plan of Wanfa Nature. Before, Ye Cheng let her know that it would be impossible to suppress the opponent from the inside. Only by finding another way can she have a chance to win. So she
She used her whole life's skills to simulate a quagmire-like aura, and was able to barely suppress her opponent's aura. However, the terrifying true cyclone in the attack just now almost tore her protection to pieces. At this moment, there was not a trace of excess in her body.
As long as a little bit of Ye Cheng's spiral energy breaks into her body, she will probably die or be injured.
However, her plan was still successful. Although she couldn't see the look on Ye Cheng's face, she could still feel the hesitation of her opponent. How could she let her opponent spend time thinking about the whole story? She stopped waiting and used the seven-star footwork under her feet.
came out and floated in front of Ye Cheng again, and the weak palm technique unfolded again.
Naturally, Ye Cheng would not let her have her wish, and the true cyclone blasted out along her arm. Unfortunately, the desperate effort of all means was able to resolve all the true cyclones with gentle force.
Ye Cheng in the ring is unable to use his strength at this moment, and it is really difficult to break through the opponent's soft strength. At least if he does not use the ancient arm of the demon Buddha, he may be suppressed by the opponent for a while.
Tie Niu, who is stuck in the quagmire, will only sink deeper and deeper no matter how he struggles. He has all his strength but cannot exert it, and is played with by applause.
The players under the ring were in a state of shock. Unexpectedly, this murderer was suppressed by a woman and could not move at all. It was a huge anecdote. However, the Wudang disciples were in high spirits. If the final championship throne was taken away by an outsider, then
This was the thing that caused them to lose face, but this time they had avenged their previous revenge. Everyone explained that they were in a good mood and couldn't help but cheer.
Several Wudang Taoists in the stands were also very proud. They had to admire this woman's power, she looked very much like the Wudang Sect, and they secretly praised her for her profound understanding of the inner strength of the sect.
Wanfa Ziran's internal energy control is already quite strong, and the offensive is continuous. The most powerful thing is the stickiness of the internal energy, which makes it difficult for external infuriating energy that comes into contact with it to enter, and it is even more difficult to escape. Ye Cheng is even more at this moment
It is clear that this woman is also a master who pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger. If she is not able to have a place in the Wudang Sect based on her strength, then I am afraid she will have to be a Wudang disciple in the sword debate at Huashan.
This all-pervasive energy makes Ye Cheng dare not to withdraw his true cyclone rashly. This is his difficulty. If he rashly withdraws his true cyclone, the opponent's energy will definitely follow the trend, and when the time comes, the opponent's energy will enter his body.
Then you will really suffer a big loss, so the only best option is to practice with your opponent.
After dozens of moves, Wan Fa naturally couldn't bear the counterattack of internal energy, and his palm technique immediately changed. The energy flowing around formed a protective shield around his body, slowly recovering the infuriating energy that he had just consumed.
Ye Cheng, who was struggling to hold on, was immediately overjoyed and laughed loudly: "Miss Wanfa, it seems that you are tired and can no longer use the softness you just had!"
You have to know how Ye Cheng's true cyclone is worthless. If he hadn't encountered this kind of inner strength that overcomes strength with softness, he would have been confident of breaking through even a steel plate. Just dozens of moves had been exchanged. On the surface, it looked like Feng Qingyun.
It's light and there's no glamor at all, but how can the onlookers below know about the dangers hidden underground.
Ye Cheng, who knew that the opportunity was coming, did not dare to wait for a moment. If his opponent was allowed to recover, and there would be endless waves of palms, even he would be tortured to death.
Catching up with him in one step, Ye Cheng punched three times in the distance. Extremely violent energy came out of his fists and was blasted away with a strong wind.
These three seemingly simple punches completely blocked Wanfa's natural escape route. After all, with her mysterious seven-star footwork, Ye Cheng was not sure that she could see through it. When the opponent's footwork unfolded, he was afraid that he would even
Not even hair can get on it.
Naturally, if Wanfa tried to dodge forcefully at this moment, he would definitely be blocked by the strength of the opponent's fists. If someone took advantage of the situation and pursued him, he would be immediately at a disadvantage. In a battle between masters, a slight flaw would be a fatal weakness.
In desperation, Wan Fa was forced to fight with Ye Cheng, her palms seemed to be rounded, and she hit the fists coming towards her. In an instant, a real balloon condensed between her palms.
"Peng"!
Ye Cheng relied on the protection of his right arm and blasted into the real balloon without any fear. He endured the tearing force of his body and forced his fist to blast into the real balloon before blasting out the true cyclone that had not been released. This sealed it.
How can a real balloon withstand the explosion of this external force?
Wan Fa was immediately shocked, knowing that she had made a mistake. The real balloon that was intended to be a buffer was destroyed from the inside. The uncontrollable energy suddenly seemed like an exploding balloon. The powerful impact knocked her so hard that her blood boiled and her chest
The true energy in his belly condensed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
A pair of delicate jade palms had already blocked Ye Cheng's fist path.
Ye Cheng would never think of pity for the beauty, and the spiral energy quickly rotated, forcibly tearing apart the natural body-protecting energy of Wanfa, and blasted all of it into the opponent's body.
"Peng"!
There was a harsh burst of energy, and Wan Fa naturally stumbled back two steps, but his internal organs had been injured, and his beautiful cheeks turned pale.
The spirited Ye Cheng immediately launched an all-out attack, not daring to give her a chance to breathe. For a moment, the strong wind of fists and palms filled the whole place. Wanfa who lost the opportunity immediately fell into a disadvantage. Not only was it difficult to use her clinging power,
Net, he still had to try to save his own life, passively blocking Ye Cheng's violent and domineering attack in a small space, and endure the torn apart body-like force of the true cyclone.
The spectators in the audience were all moved. This counterattack was executed with perfect timing and angle. It would be difficult for anyone but an expert to appreciate the opportunity at that moment.
The sound of energy clashing was endless, adding to the dangerous situation of the battle. The two figures advanced and retreated, fighting endlessly, and everyone felt like they could not breathe.
In close combat, Wanfa's natural palm skills are getting wider and wider. Every blow that seals Ye Cheng's fist is very laborious. It seems that she has stabilized her position. In fact, only she understands that she
His rhythm has been completely disrupted, and he is just struggling to hold on under the indiscriminate bombardment of his opponents.
The more serious problem is that Ye Cheng's boxing techniques are disorganized. Every movement of his hands and feet is just a punch and a kick, all of which are randomly picked up. The creation according to the current situation, and the extremely penetrating true cyclone, makes all techniques come naturally.
He couldn't exert his full strength, let alone wait for an opportunity to win the defeat.
In the midst of the violent bombardment, Ye Cheng's body suddenly froze and turned from extremely fast to still. His right fist was slowly pushed out, and a trace of overflowing energy "chichi" crossed the space.
Wan Fa Zi Zi, who was already stunned by the blast, forgot to dodge with footwork for a moment, and stretched out her palms to meet him. She was completely caught up in the opponent's rhythm. This was not her style of play at all.
"boom"!
The two of them struck each other with four palms. Ye Cheng took advantage of the counter-shock force and flew several feet into the air. A blush flashed on his face before he returned to his true colors.
Naturally, Wanfa was sent flying backwards, and it was even more difficult to stand on his feet. He retreated three feet in a row, and then he stabilized his body and sprayed out a mouthful of blood again. The divine light in his eyes dimmed, and he suddenly withered.
A lot.
Ye Cheng, who was in mid-air, had already become murderous. He curled his arms in front of his chest, pushed out his palms again, and an astonishing amount of energy surged out.
Wan Fa, who was gasping for air at the side, naturally knew that this was a moment of life and death. Her opponent didn't give her any time to admit defeat, and it was obvious that she had to take her life. She immediately let out a scream, fought with all her strength, and pushed forward with all her fists.
Make a final resistance.
Bang!
The figures merge and separate.
Ye Cheng stood still, as steady as a mountain.
An abnormal red light flashed across Wanfa Ziran's face again, and she flew directly across the arena two feet behind her, falling towards the gate. Anyone with a sharp eye could see that her fatal injury was caused by Ye Cheng's last...
A kick to the lower abdomen.
"Peng!"
The closed door suddenly opened wide, and a figure shot out like lightning, hugging Wanfa Ziran before it landed, and flew back without touching the ground. Before the door closed, a deep voice was heard:
"It's a small friendly trick, but the disciple has already been defeated, and he still kills me. How cruel!"
This inexplicable and wonderful scene made everyone dumbfounded. Only those with good eyesight could see that the black shadow was none other than the most senior person in Wudang, Huang Jue Zhenren.
