Chapter 0080 He Is Stronger than Me

(The sixth update is here, it’s really the sixth update. It’s unimaginable that six chapters have been added! Although the recommendation list didn’t make it to the top, it got 3,000 votes a day, and Li Tian was very satisfied. Although the click list was blown up again and again by those strong people, it’s because of their strength, and I have nothing to say. My only request is, please support this book as always, and let the book go smoothly during the push. Let the author get a little comfort after hard work, you, why not do it? Giving someone a rose, the hand has a lingering fragrance, isn’t it?)

If there were people watching the battle, their jaws would definitely drop at this moment. All of this happened so strangely and so suddenly.

Ximenyu's figure, taking advantage of the empty terrain, almost disappeared. However, the gushing energy in the handprints did not disappear because of the disappearance of the figure.

On the contrary, Qin Wushuang only felt that countless butterflies were flying back and forth in the void. These afterimages are obviously Ximenyu's handprints.

Such a quick shot, such a strong handprint.

Since Qin Wushuang asked Ximenyu to make the move first, he naturally had his own ideas. Respond to all changes with the same, stand firm, with a single palm across the chest.

His eyes were shining brightly, as if he was catching something.

In fact, at such a speed, relying on vision is far from enough.

It can be said that Qin Wushuang is cultivating plank roads openly, but keeping Chen Cang in secret. The roots of his ears moved slightly, what he really relied on was his sense of hearing.

In this level of confrontation, hearing is far more reliable than sight.

No matter how strong you are, you can't suppress the attack to the point of silence.

As long as there is a sound and you can tell the position by listening to the wind, there is absolutely nothing wrong.

Ximenyu's speed became faster and faster, like a whirlwind, and like a spinning top, he quickly circled around Qin Wushuang, drawing circles.

Every time he drew a circle, he made at least a dozen handprints. And these handprints, each palm is to avoid reality, and there is no real vomiting force at all.

In other words, what he hit was a palm print, but the real lethality was not revealed.

But these hundreds of thousands of palm prints are false and real. If it is a slightly weaker opponent, how can he judge which of his palm prints will be solid?

"Want to drag me to death with speed?" Qin Wushuang sneered secretly, you know, speed is Qin Wushuang's strong point, the same attack, if it were Qin Wushuang, he would not need to bother at all, just slap it out directly, which is better than his so many fancy postures.

"If that's the case, I'll play with you." As soon as he turned around, Qin Wushuang raised his legs and turned around in circles.

In this way, the scene is even more weird.

It's nothing more than one circle, and both circles follow. It seemed that the two of them didn't look like a duel between masters at all, but more like they were playing a chasing game.

However, both parties in this speed competition know that there is a lot of knowledge in this circle. As long as the speed is a little slower, what is waiting for you may be the opponent's attack.

The two figures are spinning like spinning tops. The dust on the ground was brought up by their speed, and the yellow sand was slowly lifted, and the smoke and dust were lingering.

In the yellow sand, two shadows are chasing each other, and it is impossible to tell who is chasing whom.

I don't know how many times I turned, Ximenyu became more and more frightened. If it was said that he was circling around Qin Wushuang before, it was just to test Qin Wushuang's patience and psychological quality, so he had no real strength for a long time.

So at this moment, he is imaginative, and he can't catch the opportunity.

They were also turning in circles, and the two of them always maintained that distance—a distance that could attack, but could not guarantee the success of the attack.

Ximenyu wanted to shorten this distance, but found sadly that the initiative was not in his hands at all.

The speed of the Qin family's son is not inferior at all, and he even has to admit that, perhaps, the Qin family's son is even higher than him in terms of speed alone.

After all, being able to maintain a constant distance while turning at a high speed at least proves that the opponent is able to control again with ease!

In other words, it is certainly possible for the other party to slow down, but it is also possible to speed up.

And if he slowed down and his momentum weakened, he might face enemies from both sides.

He wanted to speed up, but he had already reached his speed limit.

"It seems that this son of the Qin family is not weaker than me in the competition of purity!" Ximenyu was thinking, "Take advantage of yourself and attack the weakness of the enemy! The son of the Qin family is fast, but after all, he is young, and his internal strength cultivation must not be enough. The old man can definitely break his muscles and bones with just one palm, and his cultivation will be wiped out in a blink of an eye!"

Ximenyu has experienced many battles, and he is still very confident in his cultivation. He never doubted his own strength. The ninth stage of the True Martial Realm, it is all baptized by countless blood and fire, and forged by countless killings and forging.

As soon as he thought of this, Ximenyu suddenly let out a low whistle, and his body suddenly pulled away from the circle.

Take a step back, not really to retreat, but to better stop the attack. Playing hard to get, expanding the space for his fatal blow.

"Haha, Lord Ximen, are you timid?"

Qin Wushuang was so unreasonable that he didn't allow Ximenyu to retreat at all. He knew that Ximen Yu backed away not because of fear, there must be a more powerful killing move.

But facing the enemy, Qin Wushuang has the experience of two lifetimes, which is no worse than Ximenyu. The situation is clear at a glance.

Knowing this battle, Ximenyu couldn't hold back anymore.

Since ancient times, in battles, no matter the handover of two soldiers or individual confrontation, they all pay attention to fighting with one effort.

With one breath, it's no problem to let the breath rush into the galaxy; if you let that breath pass, the momentum will inevitably decline, from prosperity to decline, and it will take a lot of trouble to brew a second breath.

Qin Wushuang took big strides, and the true qi of Yanyang circulated in his body for a week, like a gushing red sun, which was about to move in the white belly of the east, and might rush out of the clouds at any moment.

The momentum suddenly surged overwhelmingly.

He strengthens me and makes me stronger, rushing towards Yanyang!

All the dust, all the yellow sand, and all the flying bamboo leaves formed a maelstrom and rolled behind Qin Wushuang.

In an instant, Qin Wushuang seemed to be an incarnation of King Kong, and his skin was glowing red in layers.

Zhigang Zhiyang, but I am Yanyang!

In a moment, Qin Wushuang's fighting spirit reached a peak.

With a sound of King Kong's anger, his palms interlaced, one lunged forward, and the other flatly pushed out. There's nothing fancy about it, or any superfluous action.

Atmospheric, majestic, but minimalist!

boom!

The strength that cannot be dodged, the force of the palm that goes forward, directly engulfs the entire space.

The battle of Ximen Yudu has already fallen into a disadvantage. If he continues to retreat, it is tantamount to selling his body to the opponent and directly making it a target for the opponent.

In this situation, he has no choice.

This palm can only be received hard!

It was only that moment, Ximenyu couldn't calm down in his mind, countless thoughts flashed through, including the hesitation of being a young man, including the glory of half a life as a soldier, including the prestige of becoming a lord...

In his life, there are few opponents.

And at this moment, there finally appeared an opponent who made him have to work hard!

It seems like a predetermined palm in fate, or a predestined meeting by good fortune.

With this palm, there is no retreat for each other.

Go all out and hold nothing back.

boom!

With a muffled snort, the two figures merged and parted, and then swept away to both sides.

There was a huge pothole on the ground where the two of them had stayed, enough to bury twenty people in it!

Around the potholes, there are deep ravines like plowed fields.

At the two ends of the pit, Ximenyu and Qin Wushuang stood on each side, their expressions were extremely cold, and they did not relax at all, obviously they were also wary of the opponent's second attack.

However, the mood is completely different.

Especially Ximenyu, the shock in his heart was like a raging tide. It was hard for him to believe that he didn't take advantage of the bang just now.

You must know that the blow just now, between light and flint, did not allow any thinking on both sides at all, and they were 100% trying their best.

They clashed with each other with the strongest strength, and the result turned out to be——

The majestic ninth-tier True Martial Realm, the master of the big lord, didn't get any cheap money.

Don't look at him standing majestically and with extraordinary demeanor, in fact, the bang just now really made his internal organs almost shifted, and the shock in his heart can be imagined.

Qin Wushuang was not much better, and sighed inwardly, after all, he still underestimated the powerhouse of the ninth stage of true martial arts, and tried his best, but it was just a match.

However, Qin Wushuang was aggressive, and in his previous life he was even called "Wu Crazy", and he often did crazy things in martial arts training.

At this moment, he just came back to his senses, grinned at the corner of his mouth, and said provocatively: "Master Ximen, this palm doesn't taste good?"

"You're not much better!" Ximen Yu said gloomyly.

Until this moment, he finally let go of all the so-called self-esteem of the big boss, and truly included Qin Wushuang in the ranks of opponents who could rival him!

"In a duel between masters, it would be disrespectful to the opponent if you want to get out of your body. I just want to ask the leader of Ximen, with my skills, if I desperately fight against the great master of Ximen, can I kill you, the great master of Ximen, and all the sects other than you?"

This passage, neither fast nor slow, has a taste of madness.

No matter how calm Ximenyu was, it was difficult to maintain his composure after all, his face turned pale with shock, and the look in his eyes that looked at Qin Wushuang had completely lost the previous condescending meaning.

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