Xuanhuan: So I am the ancestor of all weapons

In an instant, the true water footwork was in full swing.

Ye Fan's speed soared to the extreme, and he was running around Diankong at high speed, keeping a safe distance of about ten meters from him.

"That's right, it seems that your mind is not a display, so you can guard against my attack."

Diankong nodded in approval, and a voice came, "Since you have such a brain, why did you give up on those three moves? I see that your boxing technique contains many mysteries, and it is by no means a rigid boxing technique, but you treat it as a rigid one. Brick smashed and made a rigid dragon shape, do you still think you are handsome?"

Hearing this, Ye Fan already had something in his mind.

The senior Xindao is really very human. The strong men he met before, including Bai Lian, didn't have the awareness of learning and applying it flexibly, so that Ye Fan, who had just arrived, had no chance to exercise at all.

Therefore, the many changes in Tai Chi cannot be tempered, let alone unfolded.

"Why are you still standing there? Do you think that running like this will give you a moment of peace? Running so mechanically is full of flaws!"

There was no time to react, Dian Kong's voice came from nowhere and rang in his ears.

Looking up, I saw Diankong's eyes, the original laziness has all faded away, replaced by the brilliance of wisdom.

When the wrist tightened, it was already tightly held by him!

"Go down and reflect on it!"

With Diankong shouting, the surrounding scene changed, and the wind was blowing behind him.

Ye Fan had already been picked up by him and hit the ground hard.

How did he catch up to me?

"boom!"

Ye Fan couldn't figure it out until his back hurt so badly that he almost fell apart.

"It seems that you still can't figure it out, elm head! Your way of moving is too single, your movements are full of flaws, and your mind can't concentrate. If I really wanted to kill you, you would have died a hundred times already! With such agility It’s a waste of a body of skill, but it’s like a fool, it’s a waste of a whole body of skills!”

Diankong's furious curses kept ringing out, and every sentence was heartbreaking. Ye Fan was also depressed, and an inexplicable anger ignited in his chest.

"Come again!"

A carp straightened up, and Ye Fan started to move again.

This time, he was extremely focused, even while running, he paid attention to his posture, clasped his hands, and was ready to meet whatever came his way.

Seeing the admiration in Dian Kong's eyes, he nodded slowly: "That's right, I'm a quick learner, it would be nice if I spoke more honestly."

Still talking about this?
My mouth is very honest, what I say is the truth!

Don't you really feel that you don't have the slightest style?

The problem is you!
Ye Fan complained wildly in his heart, but he didn't dare to open his mouth. Who knows what the result of angering this man would be.

He could only keep running, concentrating on preparations.

"That's right, your movements are already looking good, so I can finally be more serious."

Diankong twisted his neck, and moved his wrists and shoulders along the way.

Pointing his toes in the air, he jumped as if he was on the ground.

This movement is very similar to that of a kung fu star that Ye Fan liked in the previous life, when he started to pretend to be aggressive. At this time, Ye Fan's head unconsciously played the detonating BGM.

And as Diankong jumped, the black balls around him also trembled up and down at the same time, as if they were part of his body.

"Look carefully!"

The Tai Chi perception unfolded, replacing Ye Fan's eyes, completely locking Diankong's whole body.

"It's this condensed perception again. I want to see how far you can perceive it."

Dian Kong obviously felt Ye Fan's detection, and his hand moved.

But unexpectedly, his body didn't move.

What moves is the black ball.

After warming up for a long time, you didn't plan to move!
"Soldiers never tire of deceit."

Dian Kong's joking voice came, as if mocking Ye Fan's stupidity.

But now is not the time to swear, Ye Fan clearly felt that dozens of black balls had been shot in all directions, appearing in different directions in an instant.

The speed of the black ball soared, it was several times faster than before.

"Not just speed!"

Ye Fan's breath stagnates.

He was surprised to find that the movement routes of dozens of black balls have been carefully arranged, some are in a snake shape, some are going straight, and some are circling in the air.

The seemingly unrelated movement methods are surprisingly cleverly combined.

Ye Fan kept avoiding.

Every time he dodged, he couldn't help but marvel at the tricky attack angle of the black ball.

The back of the neck, the back of the waist, the top of the head, and the crotch are all direct attacks on the vital points, and they are all blind spots for vision.

If it weren't for the fact that Tai Chi perception has no dead ends, I'm afraid Ye Fan would have already explained it here.

Moving and dodging, Ye Fan couldn't find a moment to spare, and couldn't fight back at all.

Going on like this is equivalent to being beaten passively, without the slightest possibility of winning.

"Let me guess, you must be thinking right now, being so passively beaten, it's only a matter of time before you lose." Dian Kong's voice came at the right time, hitting the nail on the head.

Ye Fan didn't say anything, it was a tacit consent, he really thought so.

"Ridiculous!" Dian Kong yelled, "That's why you have a whole body of skills but are so weak! Think about it for me, if you can't think of it, die!"

As he spoke, more spiritual power was poured into his raised finger, and the speed of those black balls became faster and faster.

"What is this man thinking?"

Ye Fan was about to be driven crazy, he couldn't guess the man's real purpose at all.

Obviously he could turn a blind eye and close one eye, but he wanted to fight Ye Fan to the death on the grounds of killing chickens to scare monkeys.

It's nothing more than a death fight, but they still don't use heavy hands, and they are forced after a while of teasing and humiliating.

What does this man want to do?If there is no special reason, I am afraid it is born with a bad personality.

But now, there is no room for retreat, hesitation means death.

In the midst of life and death, Ye Fan's mind was completely empty.

If there is even the slightest distraction, it will be beyond redemption.

He can't die yet.

He is no longer alone, he has life-and-death friends, like the Water Dance Sect at home.

More importantly, Ye Fan, who has experienced life and death many times, never wants to face death again.

What he is afraid of is not the process of death, but the regret that nothing can be accomplished until he dies.

"Move me!"

Ye Fan's potential has been fully activated, the power of purple water is running crazily, his heartbeat is accelerating, the potential of his meridians has been stimulated again, and a large amount of spiritual energy has become the nourishment for the step of true water.

The surrounding scenery has become an afterimage.

"So fast!"

A voice of surprise came from Diankong's mouth.

How could Ye Fan give him a chance to react?The spiritual energy circulated crazily and turned into a long dragon again.

"Tai Chi - Riding the Jade Dragon Upside Down! Don't you think this move is clumsy? Then die under this move and see who is more clumsy!"

Ye Fan's fist has been swung out, Taiji Xuanjin has mobilized his whole body's strength, and his fist has been swung out!
"you……"

Diankong's voice has become muffled.

Inspired by the life-and-death potential, Ye Fan's move of riding the jade dragon backwards has at least twice the power.

The real touch climbed up from the fist, followed by the feeling of sunken muscles, followed by the sound of bones breaking.

Hit him!