The Ancient Vast Realm

Chapter 555 Fighting

Mi Yao looked at Feng Xuan who was so close and felt the powerful power coming from that body, and couldn't help but feel frightened.

He originally thought that Feng Xuan was just a warrior who practiced the vitality route, but he never expected that Feng Xuan could be so tyrannical even in his physical body.

"Haha, Your Highness is so strong, come again!"

Seeing that Feng Xuan's physical body was so powerful, Mi Yao didn't intend to hold back any more tests. He laughed loudly and suddenly exerted force in his hand, instantly knocking Feng Xuan backwards.

Thump thump thump!

Feng Xuan's body retreated suddenly, and he retreated ten steps behind him before he could barely stabilize his body. Even the hard battle platform made of an unknown material had more than a dozen cracks caused by his huge force.

Purple flames rose in Feng Xuan's eyes, and his eyes showed a purple-gold color, like dragon eyes. His expression when he looked at Mi Yao became extremely serious.

Feng Xuan originally thought that his body, which had been tempered by countless wild beasts and the powerful physique given by his half-dragon body, could compete head-on with Mi Yao, but who knew that the other party was only slightly serious? As a result, he had to use almost all his strength to activate his half-dragon body in order to compete.

"Sure enough, the real geniuses in these holy places cannot be compared to the geniuses in small places. Even if the four-armed flame demon Yan Xi didn't know why he kept his hand and hid his strength, he is definitely not the Mi Yao in front of him. The opponent, I am afraid that this person’s strength is not far different from that of the ancestor Chiba before he recovered.”

Although it was only a superficial contest, Feng Xuan already had a rough idea of ​​Mi Yao's strength in his mind. He knew that this person was far stronger than any third-level creature he had ever fought against.

"Brother Mi has such a strong martial arts body. It seems that he is a monk who specializes in physical training. Brother Mi's physical strength is really rare. Even all the foreign races that Feng has seen cannot compare to you, Brother Mi!"

Feng Xuan twisted his sore wrist and said with a chuckle.

He didn't say this as a compliment, but as a fact. Among the third-level creatures he had seen in the past, there were probably few who could defeat him so easily when his physical strength was at full strength.

"Haha, Your Highness Mingjian, Lao Yao and I have mediocre qualifications in the Yuan Qi Path, so I have no choice but to choose the Physical Path. However, if we talk about the strength of the physical body, in the third realm, even on this warship, there is a I am even stronger than Lao Yao!"

Hearing Feng Xuan's words, Mi Yao was obviously very impressed. A flash of pride flashed in his eyes as big as copper bells, but when he thought of someone in this warship, he didn't dare to be too proud.

"Oh? I wonder who it is?"

Feng Xuan raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that among warriors, this type of warrior, who was relatively rare and specialized in physical training, would actually have another warrior on this warship. Obviously, this man could still impress Mi Yao.

Thinking of the ninth floor where Mi Yao was located, Feng Xuan naturally didn't think that someone from the ninth floor could convince him so much, so he couldn't help but look at the tenth floor, which was level with him.

"Hehe, it seems that His Highness has thought of something, but the battle between the two of us is not over yet!"

Seeing Feng Xuan's expression, Mi Yao chuckled, then crossed his arms, and then swung forward suddenly, a cross claw mark shining with light roared towards Feng Xuan like a cross, as if to tear him apart.

"Then let's have a good fight first!"

Feng Xuan has not encountered an opponent as strong as Mi Yao for a long time. In the past, those who fought against him were either too weak or too strong, so that he could not enjoy the battle at all.

Feng Xuan punched out, and a cow's cry suddenly resounded through the space. A blue-gray bull that seemed to be alive rushed out of his body, and a pair of huge horns shining with sharp light rushed towards the claw marks.

"The true meaning of martial arts? Your Highness is so perceptive!"

Seeing this scene, Mi Yao's eyes lit up and he laughed loudly. Behind him, the phantom of the wild dragon became more solid, and roared angrily at the bull as if it had been provoked.

As Mang Niu and Claw Hen were both wiped out, Feng Xuan and Feng Xuan collided arrogantly again. The fists set off by the two hit the battlefield like sharp blades, and even the invisible barrier was affected by the aftermath. The vibration was so rippled.

Everyone in the outside world watched the battle between the two, fascinated. Although the battle between the two did not seem to be very powerful, everyone present was a strong man in martial arts or witchcraft, and they could all see it. doorway.

The two people's random fingering, boxing, and palm movements all contain various martial arts rhythms, which can change in thousands of ways in an instant.

However, as time went by, anyone with a discerning eye could see at a glance that Feng Xuan was gradually falling behind in terms of physical strength and strength alone.

No one had any strange expressions about this. Mi Yao was a long-established martial arts expert in the Dixiong Palace, and Feng Xuan was the son of the First Palace with a great halo, but at this time some people gradually knew this. It only took three years for Fengxuan Palace to come to the Holy Land, and the fact that the other party could reach this point has shocked many people who knew about it.

Even Qi Xing and the other three didn't express any opinions on this. After all, Feng Xuan's performance had exceeded everyone's expectations. Even if Qi Xing, the strongest among the three, played on his own initiative, he probably wouldn't be able to perform better than Feng Xuan. Xuan is better. In his opinion, Mi Yao is indeed a strong opponent. If the two sides fight fairly, even he will not dare to be careless at all.

But gradually, just when everyone thought Feng Xuan was about to lose, the situation on the battlefield changed strangely.

On the battlefield, Feng Xuan no longer chose to fight Mi Yao head-on, but his body shape kept changing, and he became like a series of phantoms. For a moment, it seemed as if there were several Feng Xuans attacking Mi Yao together.

"This... this speed, this prince is actually good at body movements!"

A warrior looked at Feng Xuan who was getting faster and faster in amazement, and couldn't help but exclaimed.

I thought Feng Xuan was about to be defeated by Mi Yao, but he never thought that he would open everyone's eyes again. The speed of his body movements was simply shocking, and the speed was so fast that it seemed like a clone.

Mi Yao punched the Feng Xuan who was attacking in front of him, but he didn't expect that the punch was in vain, and his left side was hit hard.

This blow landed on Mi Yao, almost knocking him off balance. Although he didn't get hurt despite his strong physique, he felt extremely aggrieved in his heart.

Just as he was about to fight back, he felt a stinging pain on his back, right front, and even on his head, as if several pairs of fists were about to fall at the same time.

"What kind of agility is this!"

Mi Yao cursed in his heart and had to give up the move of fighting back, and defended with all his strength.

Feng Xuan's attack was already very strong. If he was not a martial artist who specialized in physical training, an ordinary person would have been seriously injured and vomited blood after being hit by a punch. But even so, he did not dare to let Feng Xuan do it. If this continued, he would probably just become a punching bag.

However, no matter how hard Mi Yao thought, while resisting Feng Xuan's attack, he felt that more and more Feng Xuan appeared around him, and he suddenly felt deeply helpless.

If there were only three or four Feng Xuan attacking him together before, now there were seven or eight, and the attack was so dense that even he gradually found it difficult to resist.

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