The two of them each exchanged palms, and a hurricane blew to the surrounding stands.
Ning Wudi frowned. He didn't expect Ning Fan to be able to catch his palm, and said: "Not bad, you also have some capital."
"That's just what you think." Ning Fan changed his moves and his body skills changed rapidly.
It suddenly turned into countless afterimages, and it was not clear for a while whether it was the real figure.
"A small trick." Ning Wudi concentrated his palm power and hit a phantom.
But this phantom slowly disappeared, and Ning Fan's figure came from behind: "I'm here."
Ning Wudi's pupils shrank rapidly, and he turned around and received a heavy punch from Ning Fan.
boom!!!
The wind from the fist passed through the body.
"Ning...Fan."
Ning Wudi gritted his steel teeth and slowly pushed Ning Fan's hand out.
At the same time, Ning Fan was shocked. It was indeed very different that the other party could catch his fist in such a short period of time.
"Although I blocked it, my invincible fighting skills are not as stunning as Ning Fan's." Ning Qingyang commented. The outcome was unpredictable.
Realm is realm. Although Ning Wudi's realm is higher than Ning Fan's and his strength is also above Ning Fan's, his lack of combat experience is his biggest shortcoming.
Why do even strong men worry about killers? Because the killer's methods are unexpected.
Ning Fan is not as strong as Ning Wudi, but he has enough combat experience and knows how to improve his advantages.
Ning Fan quickly retreated, but Ning Wudi was already angry and rushed forward and beat him randomly.
Bang bang bang!!!
The two of them fought and retreated. Ning Fan protected his body with both hands to avoid being hit hard.
The faces of the old guys were very nervous. Ning Fan had succeeded in irritating Ning Wudi. Once angry, he would mess up and show his flaws.
Suddenly, when he reached the edge of the ring, Ning Fan held Ning Wudi's fists.
The two began to compete in strength, and cracks appeared in the stone under their feet, cracking like a spider web.
Ning Fan's eyes flashed, he quickly let go and pushed his knees hard.
boom!!!
Ning Wudi spit out a mouthful of blood and flew away.
This time Ning Fan seized the opportunity and rushed up to beat the opponent before he even hit the ground.
He immediately beat Ning Wudi until blood spurted from his mouth and nose. The pain also made him regain his senses and said angrily: "Ning Fan, I will kill you."
The protective energy on his body surged out, shocking Ning Fan so much that he had to withdraw.
Just as he stood firm, Ning Fan used his combat power to dissolve Ning Wudi's true energy. Otherwise, the internal strength of this high-level powerhouse was no joke.
Ning Wudi didn't expect that he was no match for Ning Fan in close combat, so he could only keep the distance.
"Ning Fan, you forced me to do this." Ning Wudi raised his hand, and a sword from the Ning family servant's hand flew to the field.
After all, Ning Wudi majored in swordsmanship, and boxing and combat skills were not his strong point.
As the sword came into his hand, Ning Wudi's aura became unfathomable.
Ning Fan smiled lightly: "Only when you defeat the thing you are most proud of will you completely admit defeat."
"court death!"
call out!!!
He rushed out with a lunge, sword shadows crisscrossed around him, and the sharp sword light rushed towards Ning Fan.
Ning Fan's face became serious, his fists evolved, terrifying fist intent descended, and golden edges gathered in front of his fists.
"Unless your body skills are very good, it is not easy to catch a sword with bare hands." Someone said.
The fist wind and the sword light collided with each other, forming an extremely terrifying storm.
Those who were closer to the ring felt a palpitating force filling their chests.
Ning Fan felt that Ning Wudi's swordsmanship was very strong, and the blade alone made people feel fearful, as it could scratch his skin at any time.