Chapter 13 (2/2)

Although tiger fist is only the primary fist technique of Huang Jie, it is more powerful than the general fist technique. From the beginning, it seems that Han Feng wants to hit Wang Chen hard.

Looking at the boxing skills all over the sky, some people in the surrounding crowd have shown gloating eyes. It is estimated that Wang Chen will be seriously injured in less than three seconds.

In the rear, seeing Han Feng's move, Han Yuxuan also flashed a cold color in her eyes, a dignified look appeared between her eyebrows, and her expression was a little worried.

”Let me see how far you've trained this set of boxing!” looking at Han Feng who jumped in front of him, Wang Chen said coldly, without showing any panic.

After half a month of practice, Wang Chen mastered the fur of the ghost step. He can be used freely in such a battle. It is enough to deal with Han Feng.

In front of me, the shadow of boxing was everywhere, as if all the dodging routes were blocked, and there were bursts of boxing in my ears! However, at this time, Wang Chen was as calm as water. Zhenyuan Li ran towards his legs and kept taking steps. He could always avoid the moment when his fist was about to hit him.

He seems to have entered his own world. Everything in the outside world is irrelevant to him. He takes skillful steps one by one under his feet. Han Feng in front of him seems to have been abandoned. He is the only one in his world, practicing his steps.

Gradually, someone felt something was wrong. The originally noisy people gradually quieted down and widened their eyes. Han Feng was panting, and the fierce tiger fist kept popping out, but they couldn't get any fur from Wang Chen.

Han Feng of the fifth level of refining body gave full play to his strength, but he couldn't attack for a long time. He didn't even touch each other.

What the hell is going on?

Everyone looked at each other and couldn't understand it. Wang Chen seemed to take a simple step, but he was always able to avoid the attack at the critical moment, which made people a little unimaginable.

Wang Chen, who originally thought he couldn't hold on for three seconds, has held on until now. In the twinkling of an eye, Han Feng has thrown hundreds of fists, and all of them have been hidden?

Boom

After a brief silence, the crowd broke out, stared at the expressionless boy, and the onlookers were boiling.

How could it be? How could this waste be unharmed under the full attack of Han Feng of the fifth level of refining body.

Looking carefully, some people with clear vision have seen the problem. The seemingly simple pace contains mystery and mystery.

”How could this happen!” Han Jin on one side was closest. He couldn't help talking to himself when he first found the problem.

In the distance, the girl who was still worried noticed something at this moment. Her eyebrows gradually loosened and a slight smile appeared at the corners of her mouth.

”Damn little trash, don't hide from me if you have the ability!” the attack emptied continuously, which made Han Feng hold his anger. Every attack seemed to fall into a sponge and felt uncomfortable.

Gradually, impatient, he stopped his attack and shouted at Wang Chen panting.

An attack really consumed a lot of his Zhenyuan power. He refined the fifth level of the body. There was not much Zhenyuan power. In a twinkling of an eye, he consumed half of it without any results, which made Han Feng a little crazy.

”Idiot, do you want me to stand here and call you?” with a sneer, Wang Chen looked at Han Feng contemptuously.

”Well, you're good. You have the ability to come face to face with me. What man has been hiding!” Han Feng roared like a rogue in a hurry.

Suddenly, there was a murmur around, and some hard to hide laughter.

This is how the battle is. Dodging is just a kind of defense. Being able to hide is a kind of ability. Han Feng's words make people feel that Wang Chen is right. He seems to be an idiot. Suddenly, his eyes changed.

”What's the matter, little trash? Don't dare. If you have the ability, come face to face. Sir, I'll give you a hand!” the whispers around made Han Feng feel ashamed and put all his anger on Wang Chen.

”What can you do with both hands? I have to rely on one hand to win?” Wang Chen sneered.

It also attracted the laughter of some people around.

Han Feng's face has turned pig liver color. He is panting and waiting for Wang Chen hard. His eyes are red.

In the rear, Han Yu's face was also iron blue. He originally wanted to let Han Feng show off. Who knows when that damn little waste learned such footwork.

At the same time, he blushed at Han Feng's failure and Idiot's words and deeds.