Chatper 8 (1/2)

Tie Feng is not only strong, but also has a loud voice. At this time, the quarrel here has attracted the attention of many people in the dining hall, and a group of people are all looking sideways and talking about it.

"This guy Tie Feng is born with brute strength, and he is also a master of the 5th layer of Body Tempering Realm. Yang Xuan will definitely lose."

"It's too early to talk about victory or defeat, you forget that Yang Xuan climbed the tower of gravity. "Okay, okay, okay, I thought it was someone bragging about you, but I didn't expect you to have the strength to fight me. "

Tie Feng responded calmly, and his moves opened and closed, like a tireless beast. A pair of iron fists were fierce and domineering, attacking frantically, and they actually resisted Yang Xuan's stormy offensive.

At this moment, the two of you are coming and going, close to hand-to-hand combat, very violent, a ferocious force burst out, the wind is strong, the dust is flying, and those who are too close can't help but retreat.

"To be able to draw a tie with Tie Feng, this kid is really scary!"

Many people were shocked by Yang Xuan's strength when they saw it. Only then did they realize that Yang Xuan was really different, and he was no longer the waste that everyone could humiliate.

boom!

There was another muffled sound, and Tie Feng slammed his right fist, but Yang Xuan's five fingers clasped it tightly, and he grabbed it tightly.

"Um?"

He showed a look of astonishment, realizing that Yang Xuan had hidden his clumsiness just now, and his real power was not weaker than him at all.

Especially the flesh, it doesn't look like flesh and blood, it is extremely powerful, even stronger than him.

He was quite shocked by this, but he didn't have time to think too much right now.

Seeing that his right fist was caught, he ignored it, raised his left fist, and hit Yang Xuan's temple fiercely.

This punch was fast and ruthless, and if it hit him without death, he would become an idiot. Yang Xuan had to let go of his hand and withdraw quickly.

He was retreating, but Tie Feng bullied him up and threw both fists at the same time.

"Snake step!"

After fighting for a long time, Yang Xuan no longer kept it. He stepped on the strange asynchronous method, swayed his body, avoided a roaring fist, and then swam around, circling Tiefeng, and a pair of fists launched a fierce attack.

"What kind of footwork is that!"

Tie Feng was shocked and could only defend with his fists.

A series of violent collisions, he was completely passively beaten.

Because he couldn't keep up with Yang Xuan's speed, Yang Xuan was like a poisonous snake. With a move, he could dodge his attack and launch a fierce counterattack.

"So fast!"

The many outside disciples onlookers were also surprised. They didn't expect Yang Xuan's speed to be so terrifying.

But what surprised them even more was the footwork that Yang Xuan was using now.

They were all very unfamiliar with this kind of footwork, and they didn't know where Yang Xuan learned it.

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