The left hand has not yet fully recovered. The rash move may have caused the injury by exerting too much force, but Shen Chong didn't care.

Anyway, there is analgesics on your body, so we won’t feel pain.

We can heal after being injured, but it's so shameless.

Dissatisfied?

If you don’t accept it, you will beat me to death!

Feng Qinshan's movements were very fast, and he knew he was fast.

Because, I have the flow-sink acceleration!

Concentrate the airflow on the vest and force yourself forward like liquid nitrogen spray. Your feet float slightly, almost floating, of course it will be fast!

Feng Qinshan's fist was faster, and the cyclone condensed on his right arm, which could not only use the power of the cyclone to cause damage, but also use the cyclone to push forward and speed forward.

This is also the spiritual technique developed by Feng Qinshan under the guidance of his grandfather, called Air Compression Shock.

As for the vacuum suppression imposed on Shen Chong at this time, it is a repertoire program passed down from generation to generation by the Feng family.

In the long history of the Northwest Feng Family, many amazing people have been born, and their abilities are almost all related to air flow, with different differences.

The powerful one is a powerful man of heaven. He raises his hand to evolve into a hurricane, sweeps the world, and drives clouds and mountains.

Some people can shoot out the air columns with their fingertips, penetrate gold and crack stones, and kill people with caves and trees.

These powerful ways of evolving vacuum are different, but the results are similar.

But the Northwest Feng family has not given the sky-level upper-level talent for a long time and is particularly suitable for fighting people, so they are gradually declining.

Feng Qiaoshan's ability is to control cyclones, and he can build large and small, surging cyclones out of thin air around him.

He played this move with flowers, which could speed up himself, and instantly constructed countless cyclones around his opponent, constantly extracting the air to achieve an effect of approaching the vacuum.

Ordinary people will be flustered when they fall into a state that is approaching vacuum, and their suffocation will make people feel extremely uncomfortable and their strength will be greatly reduced.

Fortunately, because of the prompts, Shen Chong was prepared and never relaxed physically or psychologically, so he was able to adapt to the situation and hold his breath first and then punch.

He fisted a little smaller and came back, accurately capturing Feng Qinshan's right fist.

Shen Chong was slightly happy. I don’t believe you can take it easily with the bench press with a force of nearly 700 kilograms!

Feng Qinshan's heart was shocked.

How is that possible?

Why did his reaction so quickly?

Even if you already know that your abilities are not a secret, it doesn’t matter even if the other party knows them.

But in this hurry, how did you fight so accurately!

Of course, Shen Chong would not tell him the reason. Every move I have been tempered in my heart. What I am best at is fine control. As long as your speed does not exceed my limit, I can reflect it in time and there will be no mistakes!

In the ring fighting with big openings, you can perform subtle operations like surgeons, which comes from the benefits of subconscious control of muscle memory.

But Shen Chong failed to smash Feng Qinshan's arm with one punch. Under Feng Qinshan's control, countless small cyclones rushed forward and squeezed between the two fists.

The cyclone buffered and absorbed the fist force of both sides like a sea surface, and at the same time cut towards Shen Chong's fist like a blade, and went up along his arm.

After a brief contact, the two of them further distanced themselves.

The effect of vacuum compression dissipated, but Shen Chong's situation was not easy. His left arm was cut out by a cyclone and blood was seeping out.

"You are better than I thought, I was almost defeated by you in one move."

In the distance, Feng Qinshan shook his right hand, walked forward slowly, and said softly.

His expression was very calm at this time, but he didn't dare to be careless in his heart. The power of Shen Chong's punch just now made his hair stand on.

If it weren't for the timely reaction and the two of them were really touching their fists, Feng Qinshan would have really kneeled down.

Shen Chong twisted his neck and turned his head, "Is that right? Next time, you won't be so lucky."

Feng Qinshan accelerated again, "This is what I want to say, I will not give you another chance."

Shen Chong discovered a problem. His opponents he met recently always liked to run around him.

This is simply unscientific. I have an all-round athletic ability, and my body movements and footsteps are not slow, but my opponents are always guys who are cheating at speed.

Turning around in place, Shen Chong looked at Feng Qinshan, who had been running around in circles and was getting smaller and smaller in this circle, and just wanted to say one thing.

Brother, your butt is leaking.

This guy ran away as he dragged a cyclone behind his butt, and it seemed like he was speeding up by farting.

"Accept it!"

Feng Qinshan, who was running, suddenly moved horizontally and appeared in front of Shen Chong.

Shen Chong raised his right hand.

Unexpectedly, Feng Qinshan used the cyclone acceleration again to move sideways in a way that violated Newton's law and flashed behind Shen Chong, "Do you think I don't know? You have little hands hidden in it, right? I won't be fooled."

While the arrogant boy was verbally attacking, he used his whip leg.

Shen Chong turned around and raised his legs to block it. He was about to use his strength to compress it again, but found that this guy had no intention of substantial contact at all, and just threw out the cyclone with his legs.

Although Feng Qinshan didn’t know where Shen Chong got such a terrifying power from this third-level yellow-level rank, he had his own set of ring philosophy. Since he couldn’t fight you head-on, I would keep a distance from you!

I will slowly cut you to death with a cyclone!

Shen Chong raised his foot and wanted to chase after him, but how could he catch up with Feng Qinshan who was accelerated by Liukong?

But Feng Qinshan did not completely pull it away, and only kept a two-meter distance from Shen Chong. He continued to scatter a cyclone like a bleeding droplet with his hands and feet, and rushed towards Shen Chong like a locust.

Fortunately, Shen Quanwang’s pants are specially made and are not easy to be damaged, otherwise they will be thwarted as they are hit.

As time goes by, Shen Chong's injuries continue to accumulate.

He is also one of the first two. He agreed to win beauty. If you avoid playing like this, even if you win, you will be beautiful.

I, Lao Shen, have always been the only one who takes the kite, but I didn’t expect that I would have been so miserable for such a day.

As his injuries continued to worsen, the increase in the Berserker bloodline continued to increase. His speed was getting faster and faster, but he still couldn't catch up with Feng Qinshan.

Or even if he occasionally seizes the opportunity to get closer and punches, the opponent will still use the dense cyclones to cleverly remove the power and ultimately avoid it without any injuries.

Shen Chong tried to forcefully increase the increase, and then used his strength to compress it on his legs to speed up the pursuit, but he was still blinked away in time by Feng Qinshan.

"Your move is very powerful, I envy you. It's so scary that you burst out twice as much power in an instant. But don't you know it yourself? Whenever you are ready to make a move, there will be a sound!"

Shen Chong's face turned pale when he was captured by Feng Shan as a public point.

It makes sense that I was addicted to the pleasure brought by the increase in strength before, and I ignored this small detail.

As he said, every time the compression cannon is used, there is indeed a slight crackling sound, which is similar to the sound made when the shock-absorbing bubble film is being squeezed out.

This seemingly inconspicuous low voice became a fatal flaw.

In the eyes of those who are interested, this is clearly a thunderous reminder, loudly reminding others.

"I'm going to use my ultimate move! Get ready!"

If it weren't for being on the ring, Shen Chong would have wanted to cover his face.

It's really a trick, no wonder there were several times before that I deliberately pinched the compression cannon and only used ordinary power. This guy would take the opportunity to sweep more cyclones.

When using the compression cannon, he was very careful to avoid it.

Of course, even if Feng Qinshan doesn't make this point in public, Shen Chong will understand it himself in a while.

But the mood is different after all, which makes people feel very upset.

A few minutes later, Shen Chong's bleeding continued to increase. He obviously did not suffer any fatal injuries, but the Berserker bloodline was already full due to a large amount of bleeding.

From now on, his athletic ability has not increased but decreased.

Shen Chong was extremely anxious.

No, if this continues, even if my physical strength and spiritual source can keep up, the amount of bleeding continues to increase, I am afraid I will have to kneel down!

Many Southwest branch members who watched the game outside were even more heartbroken.

The national competition was indeed well-known. Shen Chong encountered such a hard battle in the first game of 16 to 8.

Sister Fox said depressedly, "Oh, I'm afraid Brother Shen's journey will end here."

Deputy Minister Yi Hongji, who was in charge of leading the team, frowned, "If he had no other means, he would have to admit defeat."

The Bug Bunny said, "I saw that he tried to untie the metal tube on his right hand several times, but the other party didn't give him a chance. That was originally his trump card, but he used it in the duel with Ashe in our division. Feng Qinshan from the Northwest Division was not kind enough, so I'm afraid he'd asked people in our division for information."

Liang Zai angrily scolded, "This is too sinister! The first-grade fights third-grade also collects intelligence."

Minister Yi shook his head slightly, "You can't say that. Feng Qinshan's situation is special, this is a unique one. Shen Chong has already seen the information about Feng Qinshan, and it is still fair."

Liang Zai curled his lips and looked dissatisfied, "What a fair thing! You can beat the third grade first and third grade, but I still firmly believe that the boss can win! No matter who he fights with, he will win on the surface, but in fact he can win!"

Liang Zai, who resisted the impulse and did not place bets, suddenly got a pair of insightful eyes to see the essence through the phenomenon.

Yes, Shen Chong really doesn't plan to admit defeat, he is still looking for a solution.

The ring battle is actually not good for a smart fighter who relies on intelligence to plan the situation and is good at using all the right time and place.
To be continued...