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When Murong Longbiao and Ye Zheng were in a confrontation, Hu Weiping, who was left alone at the side, suddenly did something stupid due to his extreme pride and fear: Attack Murong Longbiao's face with his fist!

When he punched out, his speed and strength were both outstanding. If it were a weaker opponent, he would have surely flipped over and fallen to the ground.

However, the target of his attack was the terrifying Murong Longbiao!

The current Murong Longbiao, was a huge crossbow that was ready to be released, but Hu Weiping had foolishly pulled the string!

Hu Weiping despairingly felt that before his fist could hit its target, a wave of overwhelming counterattack came crashing towards him.

In that moment of life and death, Hu Weiping felt a big hand grabbing onto his collar. He flung himself away, and his entire body flew out, avoiding the fatal blow.

Then, as if he was riding on a cloud, he touched the surface of the water and slid far away. With a thump, he fell into the grass on the other side of the river.

His three companions who followed him were dumbstruck. Ye Zheng had actually easily grabbed onto Hu Weiping's collar, and as if he was a pebble thrown, flung him to the other side of the river.

They could not care about the bone-chilling, icy river as they swam randomly to save their big brother Hu Weiping.

Ye Zheng's method of falling was very ingenious. After being thrown more than ten meters away, he actually only suffered a slight scratch.

There is no doubt that a blow to confidence and dignity is fatal.

"Good move."

Murong Longbiao said coldly.

Ye Zheng's throw had displayed an exquisite technique as well as an incredible amount of inner strength. However, when he praised his, his tone was still calm.

"He is arrogant, you don't have to kill him."

Ye Zheng clapped his hands.

"The eyesore has already been thrown away. Only you and I can fight now."

Murong Longbiao slowly said.

On the other side of the river, his companions had already helped Hu Weiping up.

Although Hu Weiping was in a sorry state, his expression was extremely stubborn. He stood still and was about to watch the fight, but he was forcibly dragged away by his comrades.

"Do we have a reason for the final battle?"

Ye Zheng stared intently at Murong Longbiao.

"Confirmation."

Murong Longbiao growled, then suddenly slipped forward and used his palm to attack Ye Zheng.

Ye Zheng was shocked, he had prepared for Murong Longbiao's fighting strength, but never thought that his movements would be so fast!

Unable to dodge or evade, Ye Zheng crossed his arms in front of his body, blocking and blocking the attack. However, Murong Longbiao's palm strike had hidden several aftermoves and changes in it, and at the same time, he changed the angle and direction of the attack.

With a sound, Ye Zheng felt a pain on his shoulder. He was hit by a palm, and staggered a step back.

How preposterous!

Anger rose in Ye Zheng's heart: In his career in fighting, there has never been a situation where he was hit by a move in a single exchange!

On one hand, Murong Longbiao's techniques were indeed profound, and on the other hand, he had underestimated his opponent!

This absolutely could not happen!

swish *

With a sound, Ye Zheng performed a short punch with his left hand, and then raised his right elbow, aiming for Murong Longbiao's lower jaw.

The speed of these two combos was incredibly fast, but the opponent easily dodged them.

After the two exchanges, Murong Longbiao did not retreat and increase the distance, but continued to press on, using all sorts of profound techniques, not giving Ye Zheng any time to catch his breath!

Ye Zheng's fighting style tended to be aggressive and lethal "Mighty Way".

As for close-combat, although he had learned the Fist's elbow and knee techniques, he was not very good at small and delicate techniques.

But Murong Longbiao, in addition to hitting his knees with his elbow and hitting his close to the body, would also get a lot of "little joints".

After more than twenty exchanges, Ye Zheng found a serious problem: Murong Longbiao's "fight"

Although his own inner force was strong, he was unable to unleash it. It was brought into Murong Longbiao's tempo, and he was forced to forcefully fight against his opponent's moves, passively taking their moves head on.

To achieve the perfect "release of internal force"

There was an important prerequisite for using inner force as a powerful weapon to attack. It was to "store energy".

It could also be called 'Qi Gathering'.

The duration of Qi Gathering was directly proportional to the destructive power of the explosion of inner strength.

Ye Zheng's internal energy could be said to be outstanding on this planet, but his special characteristics had just been restrained by Murong Longbiao: When fighting in close quarters, his moves were all complicated, so Ye Zheng didn't use Qi gathering at all.

Time and distance could only passively follow the opponent's rhythm.

If you use a martial arts novel as a metaphor, Ye Zheng versus Murong Longbiao, it would be equivalent to a first-rate "Qi Sect".

Against a top-notch 'Sword Sect'.

Ye Zheng's fighting style was a competition of mid range.

However, Murong Longbiao was an expert in fighting, dragging fighting into the "melee" realm.

In addition to his ghost-like movement and footwork, as well as his ever-changing and elusive moves, he actually had the upper hand.

With the sound of palms colliding with his knees, more than a hundred attacks flew by.

A layer of sweat seeped out of Ye Zheng's forehead. His movements of parrying and blocking were already rather sluggish, but Murong Longbiao's movements and techniques seemed to be layer upon layer, without end and without end.

Standing as a top-notch fighting master, strength and agility were indispensable. However, in terms of personal style, they still had a distinctive feature and brand.

Gao Xiaowen had learned a lot of Ye Zheng's "Heart Destruction Fist".

"Turn around and kick!"

Such large movements would definitely kill him, but in general, he was leaning towards the "Skill Faction".

It's a nimble and changeable approach, and Kessler is a "power school".

"Tactics faction"

, under the premise of pure competition of moves, could not win against Murong Longbiao, so he had to rely on wits and experience to get out of this predicament, what more Ye Zheng?

After exchanging more than ten blows, Ye Zheng roared in a low voice, his left leg supporting the ground, his right leg kicking out with a large midway sweep kick.

He knew in his heart that such a large movement couldn't hit Murong Longbiao. His goal was to temporarily force his opponent to retreat, and he would use this fleeting moment to "gather his energy".

"Heart Destruction Fist"

Creating opportunities.

But, Murong Longbiao's movements was even faster, his body squatted down, and hooked a kick at Ye Zheng's supporting leg.

Ye Zheng lost his balance and fell down heavily.

Murong Longbiao's face revealed a pleased smile, he looked down from above and punched the ground, wanting to smash Ye Zheng's face and jaw.

However, the instant Ye Zheng was about to fall to the ground, his right hand supported himself on the ground for a moment, and his body was almost parallel to the ground.

What a fast reaction speed!

Ye Zheng laid on the ground, both of his hands supporting on the ground, and used his legs to kick Murong Longbiao.

Murong Longbiao wanted to grab hold of Ye Zheng's ankle, but did not succeed. Instead, he was forced to retreat continuously.

Ye Zheng realized: while he was lying on the ground, although his posture was not at all relaxed, it could effectively counteract Murong Longbiao's "close-combat".

The advantage of it, was that it did not require any exquisite fist techniques or leg method!

More importantly... In this situation, he had Qi Gathering!

With the right amount of time and the right attack range!