Facing Luo Qingfeng's attack, although Feng Jinghong could handle it calmly, he was more surprised.
Her attacks are irregular
It was entirely because of his attack that her body could naturally attack and defend.
It was as if she had experienced thousands of battles, and all her moves were integrated into her bones and blood.
No need to think, no need to think, the body will handle it naturally
After being surprised, Feng Jinghong smiled, "Qingfeng is very powerful."
"You're not bad either." Luo Qingfeng punched out and said coldly.
She originally thought that in close combat, she would be able to defeat him in one and a half moves, but now it seems that it is not that easy.
Feng Jinghong looks weak and weak, but every move is powerful and very sharp.
"boom"
Another punch, and both of them took a step back at the same time.
While retreating, Luo Qingfeng also frowned.
After hearing their conversation, Xiao Lin and the others breathed a sigh of relief. They thought they were starting to fight.
"Just say that my young master will not harm Miss Qingfeng." Xuan An said with a knowing smile.
"Watch carefully." Ye Jue said intently.
so amazing
He didn't use spiritual power, he just attacked with force. He still has such strong attack power.
Even if they just watch this kind of battle, they will benefit a lot.
"boom"
Another slap
The two of them attacked without knowing the fatigue, as if one side did not fall, the other side would not admit defeat.
At first, Luo Qingfeng could barely keep up with Feng Jinghong, but gradually, she got punched more often.
Several times her face wrinkled up in pain, but she continued to fight without caring.
Feng Jinghong didn't seem to notice, and he dropped his palms and fists without mercy.
Luo Qingfeng's fist fell on him, but his expression remained unchanged, as if he couldn't feel the pain.
"I'd better prepare the medicine." Xiao Lin sighed.
After two people fight, no matter who wins, both people will be injured.
Luo Qingfeng felt that her body was getting heavier and heavier, and it became difficult to breathe, but she still remained awake and did not intend to give up.
My hair is messy, sweat is dripping from my forehead, my clothes are wrinkled, and my hands are all purple and blue.
But she didn't care and attacked selflessly
She knew that her physical strength was being depleted rapidly, and not receiving a slap, a punch, or a punch was a huge drain.
But very happy
It's been a long time since she met an opponent who could make her sweat, let alone such a fun battle.
However, what made her most unhappy was that Feng Jinghong, that bastard, didn't even have a bad breath.
Feeling her joy, Feng Jinghong laughed dumbly.
His little Qing'er was just so different.
After a battle, her whole body was already sore, but she could feel happiness like never before in her body.
She is so happy, of course he will try his best to accompany her to the end
As night falls, the moonlight shines on the earth, covering everything with a silver veil.
The lights in Huanyue Xiaoju are brightly lit, and heavy breathing continues.
Luo Qingfeng sat on the ground, unable to feel any pain or anything else because her body was already numb.
"Next time, next time." She panted.
She is dying.
Feng Jinghong panted slightly and walked up to her, squatted down and looked at her with a smile.
"I'll carry you up." She shouldn't even be able to walk like this.
"Whatever you want." She didn't even want to move her fingers.
But this bastard, is he still a human even if he's just panting slightly?
He chuckled softly, let her wrap one hand around his neck, and then hugged her sideways.