Chapter 802: Punching (2)
Translator: 549690339
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly flew up, accompanied by a muffled â bang â under his feet, and a fierce knee strike directly attacked.
In the process, a dot of golden paint lit up between his brows and quickly spread throughout his body.
Cao Qingyang took a step forward and blocked Xu Qi âanâs knee with his left hand. Then, he turned his right palm and placed it on Xu Qiâ anâs chest.
Clang!
Like the sound of a giant Bell, Xu Qi âan flew back. He rolled to dissipate the force before he could stabilize his body.
âHeâs really not at rank. 5 yet âŠâ Fu Jingmen was shocked.
There was a sudden uproar, and the heroes whispered to each other. Through the brief fight just now, they immediately saw Xu Qi âanâs level.
The heaven and earth Associationâs disciples âfaces sank, and their hearts sank as well.
Even though they cultivated the Dao sect system, they still had a good understanding of the martial arts system. After all, the martial arts system was not as mysterious as other systems because there were too many people who took this path.
Rank-5 evolved Jing was the pinnacle of physical skills for martial artists. Before rank-5, although a martial artistâs close-range attacks were powerful, they were not enough to make the high-ranked powerhouses of other systems fear them.
âThe martial artists after rank-5 are the real reason why the high-ranks of other systems are afraid.
Neutral jing martial artists had perfect control over their physical strength. They could ignore inertia and imbalance. Once they got close, they would have to face a storm of attacks until the winner was decided, or they could use special means to pull away.
If Xu yinluo had not reached rank-5, then there was no way they could fight this battle. It was even more delusional of them to stall for time.
After Xu Qi âan steadied himself, an image automatically appeared in his mind.Cao Qingyang appeared at his side and struck the back of his neck with his hand.
He didnât have time to think. Following the instinct of a martial artist, he squatted down and rolled forward.
The moment he completed the set of movements, Cao Qingyang appeared beside him and waved his hand.
Cao Qingyangâs hand blade naturally missed. A look of surprise flashed across his eyes. His figure disappeared again, and he descended from the sky with a fist.
However, before he could make his move, Xu Qi âan suddenly staggered, as if he was drunk and lost his balance. He slid two steps to the left and perfectly avoided the attack.
letâs get used to the rhythm first. His attacks are too fast and I canât keep up. Iâll avoid them and wait for an opportunity to counterattack âŠ
Xu Qi âan had a keen sense, which was different from ordinary people. He could see Cao Qingyangâs attacks time and time again, and he dodged them in a
hurry.
In the eyes of the audience, the two of them seemed to have played a game of cat and mouse.
Finally, after Xu Qi âan leaned back to avoid Cao Qingyangâs whip-like kick, he seized the opportunity to fight back. Using his right foot as the axis, he spun quickly and appeared behind Cao Qingyang.
In the next moment,. storm of attacks rained down. Punches, knee strikes, elbow strikes ⊠In an instant, he had made dozens of moves, causing Cao Qingyangâs steel body to make a loud noise.
This ⊠&Nbsp; Xiao yuenuâs beautiful eyes were slightly dazed. She suspected that Alliance master Cao was going easy on Xu yinluo to save her face.
itâs strange. He seems to be able to catch Alliance master Caoâs movements in advance and make an effective prediction. Fu Jingmen slowly clenched his fists and said eagerly, â
âIâm itching to see it.â
How did he do it âŠ? Yang cuixueâs brows were tightly knitted together. The ability displayed by Xu yinluo had already surpassed a martial artistâs intuition for danger. It was as if she had the ability to predict the future.
âEh, isnât he not a rank-5 yet? why is he suppressing Alliance master Cao instead?â
Alliance master Cao isnât serious, is he? perhaps heâs giving Xu yinluo face and a way out.
The group of heroes discussed.
This reason was still acceptable to everyone. In the underworld, the most important thing was to give face to others.
If he didnât give them face, how could he survive in the martial world? Not to mention that the other party was the righteous Xu yinluo.
âAlliance master Cao, time is precious. How much longer do you want to be entangled with that Xu guy?â let me remind you, Alliance master Cao, â the female spy, Tian Shu, said coldly. this kid is very evil. Donât fail miserably in an easy task.
Cao Qingyang could feel the ferocity of his opponentâs attack. He could clearly feel the pain. Although it was only pain, it was rare for a rank six martial artist to have such strength.
He turned around and kicked Xu Qi âan, but he was still detected in advance. Xu Qiâ an even used his kick to put some distance between them.
âYou seem to be able to predict my attack in advance? What is this?â Cao Qingyang frowned and asked curiously.
âItâs a unique secret technique.â Xu Qi âan said.
âThen Iâll just take it as the instinct of the spirit-refinement realm.â
Cao Qingyang stretched his neck and said, â do you know that a warriorâs instinct has a fatal weakness, and that is âŠ
Xu Qi âanâs pupils suddenly shrank. He squatted again and rolled forward.
Bang! Bang!
Cao Qingyang appeared in front of him and sent him flying with a kick. This kick was very solid, and it sent him flying like a cannonball. He smashed into the fake mountain, cracked the bluestone floor, and sank deep into the wall.
Looking at the young man, Cao Qingyang laughed, â as long as the speed of your attack is faster than its warning of danger, you will not be able to respond effectively.
I understand, to put it bluntly, itâs just. CPU overload ⊠Xu Qi âan pulled himself out of the wall and grinned. âIâve finished warming up.â
This time, he took the initiative to pounce on Cao Qingyang. However, Cao Qingyangâs counterattack was reversed, and a storm of fists landed on his face.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Xu Qi âan could hear the crisp sounds of explosions one after another. Each punch was heavier and faster than the last. He could see the fists hitting his face.
The Golden body barrier shook and the ground cracked.
When he punched, his strength was in a straight line, and the muscles of his arm exerted force in one direction âŠ.
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