Tang San walked out of the Holy Soul Village with light steps.

While walking, I was thinking about how to make Brother Feng lose better while trying not to hurt Brother Feng.

"My unique skill is the Tang Sect hidden weapon, but now there is no hidden weapon casting, but even ordinary stones can exert great power in my hands."

Tang San touched the stone in his arms and cuffs.

This is just what he occasionally uses to practice many hidden weapons techniques to avoid becoming unfamiliar.

But after all, it is not a real hidden weapon, and its power is limited.

But it is still very harmful to children. It is not a problem to control a stone and make a big bag.

"Wait a minute, I won't use hidden weapons... I just need basic fist and foot skills. I don't need Xuantian Technique... Judging from the situation where Brother Feng climbed the mountain that day, his physical fitness was slightly worse than mine... If I use Xuantian Technique, plus the improvement brought by wielding a giant hammer and hitting the iron these days, I'm afraid Brother Feng will not be able to bear it if he punches."

Tang San thought, "It should be enough to rely solely on physical fitness and basic fist skills."

This is just Tang San's normal thinking.

There is no intention of looking down on Brother Feng.

Although it was just a fight between children, Tang San has always been an extremely serious person.

Since he said that, if Brother Feng doesn't feel "lonely", Tang San will do what he says before he will think about these things.

Soon, Tang San came to an empty forest.

Still, it's still the same forest.

Tang San met Brother Feng.

I saw Wang Feng standing in the distance, carrying his hands on his back, looking at the sky.

A master's style!

He is just too small and has a demeanor, but he looks a bit funny.

Tang San's mouth twitched slightly, let alone Brother Feng's back, he looked like a little strong man.

Just too small...

I don't know when.

The breeze is gradually rising.

The branches rustled.

Brother Feng’s clothes are brand new, unlike himself, washed white.

But the back is arrogant.

"You are here." A faint voice came from Brother Feng's mouth.

"I'm here." Tang San nodded.

"I know you will come." Wang Feng continued to say lightly.

"Of course I will come, didn't I agree?" Tang San wondered.

At this time, Wang Feng suddenly turned around and looked at Tang San. After a long time, he slowly said: "It has been almost a month."

"Well, it's twenty days." Tang San nodded.

Wang Feng sighed and said, "It's been twenty days."

Tang San was even more puzzled: "It's a very short twenty days..."

But for no reason, Tang San felt a rare bitterness from Brother Feng’s tone!

With this situation and scene, Tang San felt a sense of unspeakable heaviness, and for a moment, he couldn't speak.

After all, twenty days, for him, a blink of an eye.

But Tang San didn't know that these twenty days seemed to be years to Wang Feng!

The hardships of training are almost every moment to erase people's will.

Fortunately, Wang Feng knew that there were meteor tears, otherwise he would have died of this kind of lifeless exercise.

"Hey... Xiaosan'er, although you haven't read Gu Long's novels, this joke is pretty good... Hahaha!"

Wang Feng suddenly laughed and instantly destroyed the heavy atmosphere.

His previous passage was a short conversation between Fu Hongxue and Yan Nanfei in Gu Long's novel.

Unexpectedly, the mistress really faced him.

This laughter immediately made a black line rise on Tang San's forehead.

Brother Feng is really unpredictable... sometimes heavier, sometimes laughing.

"bring it on!"

Wang Feng's tone suddenly changed!

He just finished speaking.

Tang San kicked the ground with his right foot and ran towards Wang Feng at a very fast speed. He punched him in front of him, hitting Wang Feng's side face.

His speed, of the same age, would definitely be knocked down with one move, and he couldn't react at all.

Even adult men are not easy to resist.

However, the moment the punch was about to touch Wang Feng's cheek, Wang Feng's head moved back one inch as if it had entered bullet time.

It was this inch that was so dangerous that he could avoid this punch!

With a punch falling, Tang San did not stop at all. He took advantage of his elbow as a weapon and continued to attack Wang Feng's shoulders.

Wang Feng just smiled lightly, and moved sideways for several inches, which was dangerous and dangerous, avoiding the elbow strike.

Seeing this, Tang San was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Brother Feng would always avoid him when he was about to hit him.

"coincide?"

Tang San frowned, and then his fists and feet were mixed with various offensives, like a tide, attacking Wang Feng one after another.

If you look from a distance, you can see a little boy, who takes a stern look and faces the other smiling little boy with a very regularity.

But the smiling little boy was unscathed and did not let the attacking little boy touch the corner of his clothes!

Ten minutes later.

Tang San lost another punch, then stepped back and looked at Brother Feng.

I was extremely shocked!

If the first two attacks are coincidental.

But the next period of time is a bit scary!

His offensive never stopped. Even two adult men would be defeated by his offensive without any strength to fight back.

Brother Feng didn't get his own trick!

‘He seemed to be able to see through all my attacks! There was only one possibility, his speed was much faster than mine!’

Tang San was shocked.

I know my physical fitness! Brother Feng...

But this is the case.

In Wang Feng's eyes, all Tang San's attacks seemed to have been slowed down by at least three or four times!

Even if he closed his eyes and chewed the blue silver grass, he could avoid it.

To him, all Tang San's attacks seemed to have entered the bullet time in the game. He would dodge as much as he wanted!

At this point, Wang Feng probably had a blurry boundary on his own strength.

‘It seems that you have to use Xuantian Technique to increase speed and strength, within three punches, to solve the battle!’

Wang Feng's speed aroused Tang San's fighting spirit.

Tang San took a deep breath, and the Xuantian Gong in Yunqi rushed towards Wang Feng again.

This time, his speed has increased by at least twice!

It rushed in like lightning!

Wang Feng narrowed slightly and thought to himself: Could this be Xuantian Gong?

I also have an energy in my body. I wonder how it is compared to the internal energy generated by the mistress practicing Xuantian Gong?

Every time the body exceeds the limit, a stream of energy will overflow from the meteor tears, flowing all over the body, and finally staying a few inches below the abdomen.

Usually, Wang Feng would not use this special energy.

While thinking, Wang Feng still didn't use it this time.

Because Wang Feng felt that Tang San could still dodge at his speed.

But this time, Wang Feng did not dodge.
To be continued...