"What a madman! Martial madman!" The man in the robe complained, and his previous calmness was no longer there.

Every time he fought, he could not hurt his opponent, but felt that his fists and feet seemed to hit the iron wall, hurting himself.

One force reduces ten times.

The martial arts of the world are only fast and cannot be broken.

No matter how exquisite this person's moves are, in his fight with Feng Lin, his speed and strength are at an absolute disadvantage.

Feng Lin fully utilized his advantages, circling around the opponent, launching an attack like mercury that was airtight, with a suffocating rhythm, and no room for breathing.

His body pulled out shadows, and he surrounded the man in the robe with one turn, unable to escape.

The man in the robe complained, feeling that he was alone as if he was fighting with ten people, and the situation was dangerous.

But he knew that this was an illusion formed by the opponent's speed and attacking too fast.

The moves of the man in the robe kept changing, and his whole body was wrapped in flames, like a fire man, which was incomprehensible to touch.

Feng Lin was not afraid at all, and the water and fire were not invaded. This flame could not even hurt the fur.

Although the man in the robe had extremely exquisite moves, he still could not resist the crushing force of his hard power and retreated continuously.

What made him most unbelievable was that his flame power had always been invincible, but it had no effect on the other party and he did not even burn the hair.

This person is actually immune to the power of flames. What genes are they awakening?

He was extremely unaware of it. Even the body-enhancing gene with super strong defense, he had never heard of such a powerful one.

Unfortunately, he no longer has time to think about it.

Feng Lin was not afraid of the power of flames at all. He seemed to wander around the other party, punching the flesh, and was fighting head-on with the other party.

The man was very frustrated and felt that his ability was useless. There seemed to be only one way to fight this person, that is...

Reckless!

Saw.

In the midst of his fists, cyclones burst into the air.

The two of them fought head-on, using moves to fight together.

Every time he punched, the man in the robe retreated continuously, unable to withstand the huge force of the frontal strike.

Speed ​​and strength are at a disadvantage.

This is the gap in hard power, and no matter how exquisite the moves are, they cannot be made up for it.

The man in the robe had never encountered such a difficult opponent. He felt like an iron man. Although there were many flaws in his moves, his body was like a copper pea that could not be beaten or broken. His moves were useless.

He changed his moves one after another, containing countless changes. Each move was so wonderful that he could not stop venting his strength, attacking his strength, and fight back... He was barely in a situation of unbeatableness, but he was completely at a disadvantage.

Feng Lin was also surprised. He had the advantage but never got the final victory.

He couldn't help but be amazed by the other party's martial arts, and felt that every move he had changed a lot, as if he contained endless changes, as if he included all the wonderful principles of martial arts in the world.

No matter how he makes a move, the other party has a move to deal with it.

"Interesting!" Feng Lin became interested and was not in a hurry to kill, but instead started to fight with the other party.

Hongquan divides the fixed inch, Tai Chi moves the blocking punch, Xingyi half-step collapse punch... Feng Lin uses various martial arts tricks in turn, which are extremely powerful.

Although the man in the robe was thin and lacked strength, his moves were strictly guarded by himself, and his moves were ever-changing. Although he was like a tumbler being beaten to the point of being tilted, he never really fell down.

The more Feng Lin tries, the more novel he feels, and experiences the mystery of the other party's moves. He can see that the other party uses is a martial art from beginning to end, but the changes are endless.

This seems to be a profound genetic martial art.

Where can I find such a good candidate for trial?

Good man!

Feng Lin's eyes immediately changed when he looked at this person.

Just now becoming an interstellar monk, Feng Lin himself doesn’t know how powerful he is?

This is his first time fighting with a monk. The key is that this person is not very strong, so he can make a move calmly without fear of the opponent's counterattack.

Feng Lin accelerated his hands more and more quickly, and took action repeatedly, using all his moves to experiment.

Every time he is blocked by the other party, Feng Lin can discover the shortcomings of his moves, improve it, and gradually integrate it.

The man in the robe also noticed that Feng Lin was trying his hand at him, and was extremely angry.

As an interstellar monk, wherever you go, you are respected and respected, and have you ever suffered such humiliation?

His face turned red, his eyes turned red, and he stared at Feng Lin fiercely, almost getting angry.

Then his eyes really burst into flames!

Whoosh!

Two flames shot straight towards Feng Lin's eyes.

Feng Lin closed his eyelids and his face was like jade. Flames rushed to his face, turning into sparks and dissipated one after another. However, his vision was disturbed, and his movements slowed down.

After finally finding a breathing moment, the man in the robe quickly opened the distance, stared at Feng Lin tightly, and suddenly snorted coldly, "Young man, you are ungrateful. You are forcing me, don't blame my subordinates for showing mercy!"

The clay man is also very angry!

The man in the robe was extremely angry when he was suppressed by a young man and a junior who practiced so much.

He held it with one hand and hurricanes gathered in his palm, forming a small hurricane.

The other hand, the flames are raging, the heat waves are tumbling.

He put his hands together and suddenly shouted, "Hot Wheel!"

The hurricane rotated, the flames burned, and suddenly joined together. The fire took advantage of the wind and burned more violently, forming a wheel of wind and fire and rolling over.

Feng Lin stood still.

The wind and fire became more and more raging, and the heat waves were rolling, as if they were about to submerge him and burn him to ashes.

"Stop!" Feng Lin just stretched out his hand, his palms were as jade as he pushed slowly.

Feng Lin's arm shook suddenly as his palm sank into the flames.

Cunjin!

The huge force emanated instantly, destroying it from the inside of the Hot Wheel, turning into Mars and sprinkling everywhere. There was no change except that the clothes were burned.

"What?" The man was shocked and used his moves in succession.

Various flames came through the sky, taking shape, fireballs, fire shooting stars, firebirds... all shapes are available, and they are powerful.

It is accompanied by a hurricane, with extremely sharp edges and wind blade cutting.

The man seemed to have awakened two primitive genes, one is the fire attribute and the other is the wind attribute.

When wind and fire are combined, the power doubles.

But Feng Lin just stood there, his palms shot out one after another, and the strong wind surging.

No matter what kind of fire is, the palm force will slap them and they will be destroyed one after another.

Facing the other party's surging fire, Feng Lin approached the past step by step, orderly but unstoppable.

Tai Chi Cannon Fist!

Feng Lin's blow-up cannon fist shattered the huge fireball in front of him, and his fist continued to change and he hit the opponent straight.

The man in the robe had no choice but to fight against each other head-on and fight against each other.

The two collided.

Feng Lin's body shook slightly and rushed up again.

The man in the robe took ten steps back before he stopped. He didn't have time to take a breath, but the offensive had arrived, so he could only bite the bullet and meet him.

The man in the robe was sadly aware that his previous resistance was extremely pale and useless, and he seemed to have become the living target for the boy in front of him to practice martial arts again.

Why say "again"?

This is a sad story...
Chapter completed!