Under One: Play as Qiao Feng at the beginning

Pushing hard on the soles of his feet and crossing his arms, Qiao Feng rushed towards Zhang Lingyu.

There was an afterimage behind him, like a shell fired from its chamber, it rushed to Zhang Lingyu in an instant.

Unexpectedly, with a flash of Zhang Lingyu's figure, Pingdi disappeared and appeared two meters away.

Qiao Feng charged so hard that he didn't stop the car until five meters away.

Having been dodged twice in a row, Qiao Feng felt annoyed for a while, looking at the smug Zhang Lingyu, his teeth itched with hatred.

This guy's speed is too fast, and brute force alone can only make a fool of himself.

In spite of his anger, Qiao Feng calmed down quickly. If he didn't break the current situation, he wouldn't even be able to touch the corner of Zhang Lingyu's clothes.

Qiao Feng shook his hands, and walked towards Zhang Lingyu in a leisurely manner.

That pace, looked like usual shopping, without rules, no defense, and no intention of attack.

Zhang Lingyu was dumbfounded. He was able to dodge two attacks. Apart from his own speed, judging the direction of his attack based on Qiao Feng's movements was the most important thing.

But with Qiao Feng's current state, he couldn't judge at all.

"Reverend Lingyu runs quite fast."

Qiao Feng walked up to the wary Zhang Lingyu, and sneered with a smile.

"It's just that you are too slow."

Zhang Lingyu rolled her eyes.

"It may be that I am too slow, so how can you teach me to go faster?"

As Qiao Feng spoke, he took another step towards Zhang Lingyu.

The distance between the two was less than half a meter, Zhang Lingyu turned her body slightly, and said with some disgust:

"Stay away, don't get so close to me."

He didn't feel the real qi fluctuations in Qiao Feng's body, and instinctively thought that the opponent would not attack.

"Do you despise me so much?"

Qiao Feng pouted, raised his legs and stepped back.

At the same time, sudden changes occurred.

Qiao Feng suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Zhang Lingyu's hair, and immediately punched him.

Is it impossible to hit someone without using real qi?What a joke.

Zhang Lingyu's hair was caught, and she couldn't dodge it at all. Qiao Feng punched her on the nose, causing nosebleeds to splatter immediately.

"You dare to hit me?"

"Your uncle, why are you talking so much nonsense like chirping?"

The two scuffled together in an instant, punching and kicking, without any rules at all.

Everyone in the auditorium was dumbfounded. This was completely street hooligans fighting.

After receiving a heavy punch, Zhang Lingyu retreated more than ten meters, wiping her nosebleeds, and staring at Qiao Feng viciously.

Qiao Feng also received fists, and his lips were swollen.

"Qiao Feng, congratulations, you have successfully angered me, and then wait for my revenge."

Zhang Lingyu stroked a head of precious hair, and he didn't know how much Qiao Feng had plucked it out. When he thought about it, his heart ached.

This is a big move.

When Qiao Feng saw Zhang Lingyu's appearance, he knew that this guy was already angry.

I saw Zhang Lingyu's hands alternately up and down, and bursts of black qi appeared from the fingertips.

To use Leifa.

Qiao Feng hastily used his energy to protect his body with the Nine Suns.

Just because he dared to fight the iron monkey with his arms without relying on defense, it doesn't mean that he dared to use the same method to fight the thunder method of Tianshi Mansion.

He had watched Zhang Lingyu's match, especially the one against Shan Shitong. One thunderbolt could be divided into five pieces, and it directly chopped Shan Shitong to pieces, just like the one who was rescued from the scene of a fire.

"Yin five thunders."

With a twist of Zhang Lingyu's wrist, ten jets of black thunder rushed towards Qiao Feng.

This guy really thinks highly of me, he hit ten thunders as soon as he made a move, this is the rhythm of killing me.

Qiao Feng smiled wryly in his heart, he used Qi to protect his whole body, he didn't want to try the feeling of being struck by lightning.

All ten thunderbolts struck Qiao Feng's protective qi.

There was no sound in the auditorium, and everyone was watching the venue intently.

Among the aliens present here, there are many masters, and they also have ways to avoid being hurt by Lei Fa, and they all focus on hiding without exception.

As long as you don't get hacked, you'll be fine, but no one dares to try something as tough as Qiao Feng's.

Some people have already begun to mourn for Qiao Feng. From their point of view, with ten thunders on his body, he must be seriously injured if he does not die.

What a pity for a rising star.

Under the protection of the Nine Suns Divine Art, Qiao Feng felt no discomfort other than feeling a little cold.

After experiencing the two types of thunder for himself, Qiao Feng found that there is still a big difference between Yin Wulei and Yang Wulei.

The five yang thunders are white, and the five yin thunders are black.

The old Tianshi's Yang Wulei gave him the feeling that he was head-on, very masculine.

But Yin Wulei is like a cloudy and rainy day in the south, that kind of cold air penetrates along the bones.

Zhang Lingyu had already shown a winner's smile after playing Lei Fa, but his face gradually changed.

The expected scene of Qiao Feng being blasted by Lei Fa and rolling you all over the ground did not appear, but his Lei Fa was stopped by an inexplicable qi.

The most important thing is that his Yin Wulei started to melt after meeting Qiao Feng's qi, turning into black water and dripping on the ground.

The Nine Yang Divine Art is the most rigid and yang art, while the Yin Wulei is soft but not to the extreme.

Although it is said that yin and yang can restrain each other, Yin Wulei can't restrain the Nine Yang Magic Art at all, and can only be restrained.

Soon, Zhang Lingyu's lightning skills were exhausted, and there was a puddle of black water on the ground.

Qiao Feng withdrew the Nine Suns Divine Art and walked out intact amidst the exclamation of the audience.

"Reverend Lingyu's thunder technique is really powerful. It just so happens that I still have a few palm moves, so I ask Reverend Lingyu to teach me a lot."

Qiao Feng said to Zhang Lingyu with a gloomy expression.

"Cloud Dispelling Palm."

Qiao Feng slapped it with his palm, and the palm lines, like Yunbo, rippling towards Zhang Lingyu.

"Golden Light Curse."

Zhang Lingyu quickly used the Golden Light Curse.

Compared with the golden bell cover of Iron Horse, the golden light curse of Tianshi Mansion is much more powerful, and even the golden light is more dazzling.

If it really uses yang to overcome yin, after the soft cloud-dispelling palm touches the golden light curse, it will scatter like clouds blown away by the wind.

Then just face it.

"Kang Long has regrets."

Qiao Feng's left leg slightly bent, and he slapped again.

A golden dragon roared and rushed towards Zhang Lingyu.

Golden Dragon vs. Golden Light, which one is stronger and which one is weaker, the judgment will be made.

The Golden Light Curse seemed to be paper, and was mercilessly torn into pieces by the dragon's claws.

Zhang Lingyu's defense was broken, and she wanted to avoid it, but was swept by Jinlong's tail and fell to the ground.

Waiting for this moment.

Qiao Feng rushed towards Zhang Lingyu and rode directly on him.

"Your uncle, let you pretend."

As Qiao Feng said, he punched Zhang Lingyu in the face.

"Let you laugh."

Another punch.

"Let you make up."

The third punch.

Qiao Feng shot left and right, punched one after another, aiming to hit Zhang Lingyu's face.

The man kept his word, and he said that if he wanted to beat Zhang Lingyu beyond recognition, he must do it.

"Let you sleep with Xia He."

Qiao Feng punched backhand again.

After the fight, he froze himself.

Why did it involve Xia He again?

Looking at Zhang Lingyu again, she was also stunned, especially the eyes, which were very complicated.

"Sorry, I'm talking nonsense, nonsense."

Qiao Feng quickly stood up, gave up and continued beating Zhang Lingyu.

"I surrender."

Zhang Lingyu sat up from the ground with difficulty, lowered her head and surrendered unwillingly.