My magical power has skills

On the ring, Xu Yi's footwork became faster and faster. At this time, he once again entered into that mysterious feeling.

Dong Weng stood firmly in the center of the ring. Although his figure was motionless, once he counterattacked, the pressure on him was no less intense than Zhen Xuan's.

When he feels this pressure, Xu Yi will become excited. The greater the pressure and the greater the stimulation, the more feedback the little giant seems to have. Xu Yi's body was actually very tired. The three enemies he faced were all strong enough to crush him.

However, his spirit entered an absolutely excited state, and using the Ghost Step in this state gave him more and more insights.

The stiff and suffocating parts of the footwork gradually became smoother, just like the silt in the river was washed away bit by bit, making the entire river smooth.

Not only that, the power of Xu Yi's iron sand palm seems to be getting stronger and stronger. Every time he advances or retreats, it is like an accumulation of momentum. The power of the iron sand palm becomes layer by layer. Become more powerful.

"Bang."

This was the first time that Iron Sand Palm and Dong Weng's Eagle Claw came into contact.

Xu Yi retreated suddenly, his toes touching the ground slightly, and then took advantage of the situation to spread out his body and escape using the ghost step method.

Dong Weng's body trembled slightly, but he immediately stabilized. He frowned slightly. He actually missed this rare opportunity and didn't grab the opponent's hand? How is this possible?

His fingers twitched slightly, and he actually felt a dull pain. It's strange, doesn't that kid only have level two cultivation? Why is the iron sand palm so powerful?

Xu Yi continued to circle around, and there was a burning pain in his palms. The opponent's claws were like steel poured into iron. Fortunately, he reacted very quickly, and the iron sand palms indeed tempered his palms to be extremely hard. , otherwise in that confrontation just now, there might be a few more bloody holes in the hand.

A warm current suddenly spread out from the muscles and flowed gently through the palms.

Xu Yi lowered his head and saw that the white marks on his palms quickly faded away.

Hey, I discovered something else. The little giant's feedback can not only extend my endurance, but also make instant bursts and heal injuries.

Could this kind of feedback be omnipotent?

But if you think about it carefully, the body of the little giant is a fourth-level cultivation, so it seems that it is nothing magical.

After walking around in a circle, Xu Yi stepped forward again, raising his palm, and the blood in his palm seemed to be a little more intense.

Iron Palm, second attack!

"Well come."

Dong Weng shouted lowly. He had been struggling for so long and couldn't even get a piece of Xu Yi's clothes. He was also a little impatient. Since Xu Yi took the plunge, he was naturally overjoyed. This time he was fully prepared and would never let Xu Yi have another chance to escape.

The palms and claws clashed again, and both of them felt a surge of power coming towards them.

Xu Yi retreated again, and his hand was in severe pain. There was even a faint trace of blood in the white mark. It seemed that as long as the opponent's strength was stronger, he could penetrate the iron sand palm.

However, Dong Weng's face also changed slightly at this time, and he was extremely horrified. The power of Xu Yi's iron sand palm seemed to be stronger. The huge force coming from the palm made his hand bones ache. . Not only that, there was a touch of red on his paws, accompanied by a burning sensation.

Has this kid's iron sand palm been trained to the point where it has its own high temperature?

Xu Yi circled a few more times, the inner energy flowing in his body, and the injury on his hand fully recovered. Without any pause, he struck out with the iron sand palm again.

"Bang."

The third time.

"Bang."

The fourth time.

"Bang."

The fifth time.

A quarter of an hour later, the two had fought hard five times.

Although Xu Yi retreated five times in succession, he would come back soon after each retreat, and the force of his palms became stronger every time, like the rising tide, which seemed to have no end.

On the other hand, Dong Weng's confidence was severely shaken. At this time, his claws were even more painful. Especially the last hard fight made him grin and even his momentum was much weaker.

"Hey, it's over." Qu Chen, who was watching the battle, said calmly, with a hint of regret in his voice.

Gong Hong nodded slightly. He could naturally see that Dong Weng's mentality was already unstable at this time. In this case, it was almost impossible to win.

"Senior Brother Qu, Xu Yi's iron sand palm is weird."

Qu Chen chuckled, "Nonsense, of course I saw something strange. This kid is really strange. How could a second-level cultivator's Iron Sand Palm be so powerful? Even the third-level cultivator's Eagle Claw Skill could suppress it." Xu Yi's hands were still able to hold on after being hit so many times.

How on earth did this kid do it?

Could it be that his magical powers are not limited to endurance...

Seeing Qu Chen's confident and inscrutable look, Gong Hong immediately gave up the idea of ​​continuing to ask.

This person was clearly attracted by Qu Chen just like Chen Guang. What a pity.

"Bang……"

The palms and claws intersected for the sixth time. Xu Yi only took half a step back this time and stood firm. Dong Weng was unable to stand still and took half a step back involuntarily.

Although it is still half a step, the strength and weakness between the two has been completely overturned.

Xu Yi's momentum was strong. He shouted softly and spread his body again, but this time he didn't just circle around, but waved his hands continuously to attack. His hands seemed to have turned into two iron hammers, constantly smashing from various directions.

Dong Weng was in a dilemma and kept retreating.

If Xu Yi had bombarded like this at the beginning, Dong Weng would definitely be overjoyed. But after a long struggle, Dong Weng's momentum and true energy were consumed a lot, and the sudden burst of iron sand palm power from Xu Yi made him unable to hold on.

"I give up."

Dong Weng roared, retreated continuously, and left the ring in an instant. He looked down and saw that his two claws had become extremely thick. That was the injury caused by the repeated recoil of true energy.

"Senior Brother Xu..."

Several exclamations suddenly sounded. Dong Weng looked up and saw Xu Yi standing steadily, with blood on his hands.

The Eagle Claw Skill of a Level 3 warrior is extremely sharp. After all, Xu Yi's Iron Sand Palm has not been fully practiced. Even with the protective Qi, he cannot protect himself in the face of a quick contact.

At this time, if you look at it from the outside, the injury on Xu Yi's hand seems to be much more serious than his.

Dong Weng was slightly startled, and a feeling of regret suddenly surged in his heart. Why didn't I hold on for a little longer? If I hold on for a little longer, maybe he will be the one who can't bear it.