Idle game leads to another world.

Chapter 865 Show mercy
In fact, Yang Yiyi has no sense of how strong she is and always feels that she is still a small fry.

In fact, think about it, she can fight with one of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Sirius Cult, so she is definitely not a small fry.

Compared with the top masters, it is indeed not as good, but to deal with a small family like Taohuawu, it is simply a dimensionality reduction attack.

Xing Mukai was very puzzled as to where Xing Mucheng found such an expert.

In the past ten years, Taohuawu has indeed not been involved in the affairs of the underworld, but when people from the underworld come to seek medical treatment, Taohuawu will not turn them away. Instead, they have established many good relationships and it is not surprising that they have friends who are good at fighting.

But after issuing the challenge yesterday, an expert was found today. This was too strange. In Xing Mukai's impression, there were no powerful people within the range that could be reached in one day around Qinghe Lake.

Seeing that Zhang Hu had not tested the other person's ability at all, Xing Mukai turned around and said:
"Zhou Long, you go ahead."

"Yes, Master!"

From the crowd behind Xing Mukai, someone leaped out and landed steadily on the ground.

This man is not as muscular as Zhang Hu. At first glance, he looks like an ordinary person walking on the street, but the muscles in his exposed arms are very strong, and he looks very powerful, rather than just a big guy.

The lightness of his skill in pulling onions out of dry land and the pace he took when landing also showed that this person was more than one level higher than Zhang Hu.

"Next Zhou Long, please teach me."

Zhou Long saw it clearly in the crowd just now, so he naturally did not dare to be careless. After saying hello, he immediately got into position.

Yang Yiyi was still standing there normally, even with one hand behind her back.

This was taught by Li Chengxi, and it looks very masterly.

--clang.

The bell rang again, but Zhou Long did not rush up like Zhang Hu did when the bell rang. He stared at Yang Yiyi's every move, looking up and down, trying to find any flaws.

She was just standing there with her hands behind her back. At first glance, she seemed full of flaws, but in fact, there were no flaws at all.

After all, the movements he used to tease Zhang Hu were so fast that he was not afraid of you seeing him at all.

The two sides confronted each other for more than ten seconds. Zhou Long became more and more frightened, and a layer of fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead.

"You're not coming over? Well, I'll go over."

Li Chengxi said this simply because it was too boring to just stand there. As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Yiyi started to do what he asked.

Zhou Long felt a strong wind blowing in front of him, and after a moment, Yang Yiyi disappeared. He was immediately shocked.

What you should do now is not to look for Yang Yiyi foolishly, but to take action.

Zhou Long had some experience in fighting and was not a guy who just practiced martial arts foolishly. When he found that Yang Yiyi was missing, he left the place.

Almost at the same time he dodged sideways, a foot seemed to appear out of thin air, and its heel hit the place where Zhou Long had just stood.

With a dull thud, even the spectators could feel the vibration transmitted through the toes. If the force was a thousand pounds, it would be difficult to withstand.

Zhou Long didn't even have time to secretly rejoice. He stepped back half a step with his left leg to gain a firm footing, then threw out with both fists, and the sky full of fist shadows covered Yang Yiyi's body.

The main reason was that he was afraid that Yang Yiyi would use Yanbo Jiang Jue again and he would not be able to catch up with her at all.

I saw it clearly when I was watching from the sidelines and thought I could catch up, but when I actually got face to face with him, I found that it was not that easy.

Zhou Long’s approach is simple and direct, higher, faster and stronger.

The founder of Taohuawu left behind four unique skills: internal boxing and matching medical skills, and external boxing and matching training methods.

Xing Muqing and Xing Mukai each learned half of the martial arts. It is hard to tell which one is better. It depends on the person who uses it. The disciples on Xing Mukai's side all practiced horizontal training kung fu, which is a typical external boxing style.

Similar to the Ultimate Vajra Gong, if you practice horizontal kung fu to a high level, it can also feed back into the inner emptiness. You can develop inner strength without practicing internal skills, but the efficiency is far less than the Ultimate Vajra Gong.

The advantage is that there is no limit on qualifications, as long as you are willing to work hard, anyone can learn it, and because it is simple, there are very few flaws.

But the disadvantages...

There is no possibility of the weak defeating the strong.

It is too strong and powerful, but lacks flexibility; it is powerful but weak.

Zhou Long's fists were everywhere, and he was indeed more than one level higher than Zhang Hu, but that was all.

Yang Yiyi took a few moves and then punched back.

The scene of Zhang Hu being slapped away by a palm was still vivid in Zhou Long's mind. He did not dare to be careless. He immediately stopped the attack and clasped his hands together.

If there is no way to avoid it, then you can only take it head-on, and taking it head-on will test the most basic abilities of both sides.

In this regard, Zhou Long is not good enough compared to Yang Yiyi.

Zhou Long, who took the punch head-on, felt a huge force coming at him. He used all his strength to finally catch it, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, another huge force came at him again like the echo of a huge wave.

Feng nodded with three layers of strength.

The amazing thing about this style of boxing is that each punch is faster and higher than the last. When you master it, you can strike last but win, and three punches become one.

Not only that, each punch comes with triple power, one layer higher than the other, and combined with the power of striking later to arrive first, it doesn't matter how fancy your moves are, I can send you to see the King of Hell in just one punch.

But the same thing goes, regardless of whether Yang Yiyi has mastered the Phoenix Nodding Technique, this is just a sparring match after all, and Yang Yiyi really didn't use any strength to kill anyone.

Even though he tried his best to hold back, this punch still made Zhou Long's body fly into the air. However, compared to Zhang Hu, who fell backward like a wild goose on the sand, Zhou Long did a backflip in mid-air and landed steadily.

It took all of Zhou Long's strength to take the punch, and it was true that he landed safely, but his hands felt as weak and sore as noodles. Since he had used too much force just now, he could not muster much strength now.

Zhou Long shook his hands, trying to get rid of the numbness and soreness, but when he looked up, Yang Yiyi, who was standing still, suddenly appeared in front of him.

Zhou Long was extremely anxious. He knew that his old strength was gone and his new strength had not yet been generated. He simply did not have the strength to resist.

He had no choice but to raise his legs, trying to stop Yang Yiyi with his knees, and barely blocking with his arms.

However, Yang Yiyi didn't care about your knees at all. She slapped your knees with a palm and then started a series of mantis attacks.

Mantis boxing is all about speed. Don't let yourself get stuck, or you will be attacked with a series of combos.

Zhou Long felt stars in his eyes. He was completely at a loss as to how to move left and right and was beaten dizzy.

He shook his head vigorously, trying to make himself more awake, but when he looked up, he saw a fist coming towards his face. There was no way to avoid it. At this time, Zhou Long could only close his eyes and wait for the fist to hit him in the face.

But the fist stopped at the tip of Zhou Long's nose, and an exaggerated fist wind came down from above like an air hammer. The dust around Zhou Long's feet was blown away, revealing a neat circle.

"Concession."

Zhou Long opened his eyes and realized that the other party had shown great mercy. He clasped his weak arms and said:

"Thank you for your advice. I am not as skilled as you. You win this match."

(End of this chapter)