Many of the people on the viewing platform showed shock, only Prince Mu and his wife were full of energy and looked up at them, looking forward to their son's performance.

When Youmeng saw the man standing against Leng Wushuang, the strings in her heart tensed for a moment. She just witnessed Mu Lifeng entering the arena with light skills, shaped like a flying swallow, and she knew that his martial arts skills were not weak.

Leng Wushuang looked at Li Feng with eyes fixed on him, thinking that he had finally come up, curbing the joy of the brothers' reunion, his face was as quiet as water, and there was no rippling. He bowed and saluted Li Feng: "It turned out to be the prince, and I'm lucky to meet him."

Li Feng was tall and elegant, and nodded calmly: "General, don't be polite, please give me advice."

Wushuang made a stance in an instant, and her body shook, and her iron fist was raised and she waved her hand to come out.

Li Feng was calm and composed. Since he decided to stand here, he had already thrown all the distracting thoughts behind him.

Wushuang's punch was strong and powerful, and the fist wind was yelling, and the first sound was already snatching. Li Feng's whole body seemed to be shrouded under the fist wind. Seeing Leng Wushuang approaching him, everyone thought that Li Feng was not only unable to resist, but even dodging might not be able to dodge.

Unexpectedly, he neither resisted nor dodged, but just waved his hand lightly.

He took action clearly after Wushuang, but somehow, Wushuang's fist was knocked back by his palm wind for more than five steps before it was stained with his clothes.

Youmeng's eyes were stunned, and she was simply frightened by this scene.

Although Wushuang was still standing straight, Youmeng looked carefully and could feel his figure swaying slightly when he stood still.

There are only a few people who can be Leng Wushuang's opponents in the world. But this person has no effort to destroy Leng Wushuang's first move.

Then, Youmeng saw Mu Lifeng waving her sleeves like lightning and making moves like wind. When she was dazzled and unable to see the moves clearly, he had already shocked the men watching under the ring and the guests on the viewing platform.

He did not have the perseverance that martial artists used to take action, nor did he have the domineering attitude. However, he was just a graceful body, attacking, defending, advancing and retreating, which made people feel that he was unfathomable.

"Haha." Youmeng turned his head when she heard the princess's hearty laughter. She saw Princess Jinxuan say to everyone in great enthusiasm, "This is the first time I have seen him. He can fight with someone so graceful and handsome."

Youmeng remained silent, her face full of thoughts. Sakiko was naturally happy. The more she saw the prince, the more satisfied she was, but she was good at hiding her ambitions, and she smiled on her lips and said softly: "The prince's martial arts are indeed outstanding."

Ji Shun narrowed his smile and looked at Prince Mu: "Rong Qi teaches well, and his son has a better understanding."

Prince Mu turned his head and lowered his head, laughing humbly, "Your Majesty has praised you, I am ashamed of you and the dog son."

The prime minister always had that kind of smile. The queen listened to everyone's praise of Prince Mu, and looked cold.

Because he had the mission of the Prime Minister and the Little Princess, when facing Li Feng, Wushuang could not let the water go too clearly. He had to use his strength to fight, at least in the eyes of the Prime Minister and the Princess, this must be the case.

He immediately shook his arms, put his left hand in his palm, his right hand was fulfilled, his arms were held, and he rushed up like an eagle, and then punched Mu Lifeng three times.

Anyone can see that the power of his three punches is afraid of being able to hit stones like powder, and it is more than enough to break a person's head. Fortunately, Lifeng's martial arts foundation is deep, and his skill is light and quick, leaning forward and backward, and then an elegant rotation, all of the three punches were avoided by him with a clever acumen, without any damage.

"So handsome!" Even Xingsu couldn't help but exclaim at Li Feng.

Youmeng frowned secretly, her eyes were solemn, and her hands on her knees were tightly tucked together. She was very uneasy and hoped that Leng Wushuang could use all her strength and never let Mu Lifeng pass.

In her cold gaze, Li Feng's accessories rose and fell and flew. The clothes were gradually woven in color. It was seen that they were fresh and soft light green, but the cuffs and hem of the clothes faded into pure white. He followed his steps and used his tricks. His clothes were like snow, and he drifted out of the dust.

I saw Leng Wushuang’s fist, Feng Huhu, and every punch was made with vigorous force, and the moves were particularly exquisite, with murderous aura attacking Li Feng, which was shocking.

Although Youmeng was not on the ring and had never fought with Wushuang in person, just looking at this way seemed to be forced to breathe.

The two of them fought back and forth, one attacked and the other retreated. It seemed that the two of them were fighting each other.

Feng Qiwu admired this wonderful competition and chuckled with interest: "The moves of Prince Mu are indeed rare."

Youmeng listened to it, her eyes moved slightly, and Qiwu was indeed saying it for her to hear it.

Qi Wu is also a master of martial arts. He can see the composition better than Youmeng when watching martial arts competitions. He feels that Lifeng's moves are smooth and natural, but they are very unusual and intriguing.
Chapter completed!