Chapter 360

"What Princess Cen said is natural, but without star power, are you sure you can beat me?" Su Muze sneered, his steps sank, and his left foot was used as a support point, and his right leg suddenly swept out.

His speed is very fast, and he attacks with his legs as soon as he makes a move.

Although the legs are powerful, they are also the key to testing people's lowering skills. If the lowering skills are not good, lifting the legs can easily cause the center of gravity to become unstable, resulting in a fall, or a slight push by someone, and it will stagger.

The cold light in his eyes suddenly appeared, and Feng Qingge swept over Su Muze's legs. His explosive power was good, at least much stronger than that of ordinary people. It's a pity that Feng Qingge is far superior to him in terms of moves. The so-called punches can't be used without legs, and they mainly focus on defense and attack.

Su Muze is too arrogant, this move is a false move.

Feng Qingge was not afraid, her hands were spread out into palms. When Su Muze's right leg arrived, her right hand was already pressed on Su Muze's calf. Instead of applying for a job, she borrowed her skillful strength, like a weak willow supporting the wind. His legs were pushed out to the side. Being surrounded by this steady power, Su Muze immediately felt that his right leg was not his own. When he wanted to withdraw it, he seemed to be in a swamp, and there was no way to pull out his right leg.

Tai Chi's four or two strokes are the best move at this moment. At the moment when Su Muze's right leg was pushed away, Feng Qingge stepped forward with a lunge, spread out his arms with a stroke of wild horses, passed his right hand through Su Muze's armpit, lightly pressed his lower jaw with his backhand, and the moment his waist turned, Su Muze, who weighed more than 100 pounds, was directly knocked out by Feng Qingge.

"What a weird move!" Luo Ran's heart trembled, the fan in her hand was suddenly clenched tightly, her eyes were already locked on Feng Qingge, her flowing movements were definitely not something that could be practiced overnight. With skillful force, the fierce Su Muze was knocked out.

"Touch!" Su Muze didn't expect that he would be thrown out by Feng Neng Xiaoxiao like this, and hit the ground unprepared, his face turned even bluer. A carp stood up immediately, he sneered: "A fat man is a fat man. He only knows how to fight with his strength. I want to see how much strength you can put out today!"

Outsiders watching the show only saw that Su Muze was knocked out by Feng Qingge, how could they analyze that Feng Qingge was borrowing strength. Although this body is full of fat, in reality Feng Qingge is much weaker than Su Muze.

"Please." Feng Qingge didn't say much, she stretched out her hand to hold down the hem of her clothes, and tucked her dress into her belt. Standing tall and straight, her left hand was behind her waist and her right hand was in front of her. The gesture of asking is even more unrestrained. This move is often seen in Chinese martial arts. It is not a move, but an action before the competition, commonly known as lazy tie.

The ancients were very adept at dressing and could not be abrupt at will. When it comes to competitions, it is impossible for you to change your clothes, just tuck your dress into the girdle at will, and tie it up to facilitate the fight. Such a lazy way of tying clothes is called lazy tying.

For the people on Xingyue Continent, they had never seen such a strange method of tying clothes. They looked at Feng Qingge in confusion. The woman tie her clothes and showed her legs, but she was very shameless. Nai He Feng Qingge's movements were so unrestrained that they didn't pay any attention to these details.

On the contrary, Su Muze snorted coldly, he stomped on the ground with one foot, and the whole person had already dashed out, his right foot was suddenly lifted, and he often used the high leg to deal with Feng Qingge. It was so powerful that Feng Qingge didn't dare to take it hard. The so-called slipping and slackening, letting go and rushing, is a very important move in martial arts. Dealing with the enemy is like kissing, and the opponent must not be allowed to escape.

In the past, Feng Qingge would definitely use other means to relieve Su Muze's strength, but now... her body can't bear such strength at all. Dodging again and again, the ferocious right leg almost passed her body, bringing with it a strong wind. Feng Qingge wasn't in a hurry, that calm look really had the taste of a grandmaster.

Looking at Su Muze on the opposite side, it was much worse. After more than ten consecutive legs, his breath was already in chaos. He didn't know how to borrow skillful energy at all. He couldn't get along with himself, and he kept kicking Feng Qingge, but Feng Qingge, who was just agile, took the opportunity to escape.

found it!

The luster in his black eyes suddenly appeared, and Feng Qingge couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth. The speed of Su Muze on the opposite side has slowed down, and his pace is unstable. At the moment when the high whip leg swept, Feng Qingge's legs flexed, allowing the whip leg to sweep over his head. The bent legs were like springs, and they burst out and jumped up. The fist was like lightning, and the fist that "touched" hit Su Muze's chest.

"Kacha..." The sound of broken bones echoed in his ears, Su Muze spat out a mouthful of blood, and was beaten back three or four steps by this punch, his pale face was terrifying.

Feng Qingge didn't pursue her either, with her hands behind her back. People who practice martial arts are very focused on gravity. If they have speed and strength, there is no way to fight others. The force of Feng Qingge's rotation burst out, and human bones can't bear it at all.

"Are you still coming?" Looking at Su Muze, Feng Qingge patted the dust on her clothes.

What a powerful move, in addition to the sudden increase in star power, how can this waste be so skilled in moves. Su Muze pressed his chest and wanted to continue to fight, but the bone was broken, and the dark energy on Feng Qingge's fist penetrated his flesh and blood, and it was impossible to fight again at this moment.

There are two moves in total. In Feng Qingge's hands, can't he even make two moves?

"Okay, good fight!" Luo Xing clapped his hands again and again, his eyes glowing even more. Not as handsome as Xing Li's moves and moves, she deserves to be his sister Qingge.

Su Muze endured the pain in his chest and cupped his hands: "I have learned, Princess Cen is really amazing. It seems that His Royal Highness Prince Cen did not pick the wrong person, but I am inferior to others."

"Let's go, Luo Xing." Feng Qingge breathed a sigh of relief and turned to leave.

It's just that Su Lin, who was clenching her fists, was willing to let Feng Qingge go, just when Feng Qingge turned her head and turned around, she suddenly rushed out of the crowd, and with a light stroke of her right hand, the red star power burst out like lightning. Strike forward.

not good!

Smelling the dangerous breath in the air, Feng Qingge's face changed greatly, the whole person dodged in an extremely strange posture, the thunder and lightning in his dantian had already condensed, but... his eyes fell on Luoran, Feng Qingge's heart trembled even more fiercely, and before she had time to think about it, her whole body quickly fell to the ground.

Rolling away like a donkey, Feng Qingge slapped the ground, and when he looked up at Su Lin, the red star power had already arrived in front of him.