The tenth move!

The geniuses at the summit were shocked, holding their breath, staring at the two figures in the dust.

Among them, Zhao Linlong and Zhao Qing looked the most ugly.

"Ten moves, how could he..."

Zhao Linlong's face was gloomy and sunny.

Since the summit, only he can support Xin Wuhen’s tenth move, even if he loses the tenth move.

And at this time.

Zhao Feng, who has always been "looking down upon" by him in his clan, actually supported the tenth move.

As the first genius of the Zhao clan, how could he allow such a thing to happen?

Moreover, he was still worried in his heart, if it were Zhao Feng...

"how so!"

Zhao Qing's face seemed as if dead.

He argued with Zhao Feng several times, but failed repeatedly.

Zhao Feng's performance is no less than his idol, Zhao Linlong.

It’s not that it’s not that it’s not that it’s not that it’s beyond!

The dust dissipated, and the two people in the center of the summit stood in a confrontation, close at hand.

Xin Wuhen and Zhao Feng had their arms intertwined, and their breathing was a little rapid.

Among them, Xin Wuhen left some scratches on his body, and his brows frowned slightly, as if there was a hint of pain.

Zhao Feng stood there, his clothes were slightly damaged, and his qi and blood were swelling, stabilizing his body.

Since "Iron Wall Art" stepped into the fifth floor, he was not injured.

In defense, he stood on a commanding height.

The speed is "Piaolingdu".

The attack includes "Point Star Finger".

Looking at all aspects, he is the best among his contemporaries.

Ten moves did not lose!

The genius watching the game at the summit was in an uproar and there was a lot of discussion.

To this day, Xin Wuhen’s “Not Ten Ways” myth has finally been broken.

Among the new generation of children, one person survived ten moves and was unbeaten.

This scene was like a heavy hammer, hitting Zhao Linlong and Zhao Qing hard.

Zhao Feng, Zhao Han, Zhao Qin and others looked at each other, their faces filled with horror.

Who would have expected that in the Zhao clan, besides Zhao Linlong, there is such a dark horse.

No! He has long been a dark horse!

From the outer layer of the family martial arts association, to the general competition of the martial arts association, to the genius summit, Zhao Feng has been creating miracles and breaking his own records.

"So amazing!"

Zhao Yufei's pretty eyes flashed with a bright look, full of joy and excitement.

"Hmph! He just said that he had to stick to thirty moves in Xin Wuhen's hands, it was wrong... it was fifty moves!"

Zhao Qing gritted his teeth and said unwillingly.

Although Zhao Feng's strength was not inferior to Zhao Linlong and even slightly better than him, he was still not convinced!

"Xin Wuhen, what you call ten moves unbeaten should be related to your 'cloud chess move'. Set up a game with the smallest power to achieve the maximum power effect."

Zhao Feng smiled.

"That's right! If you can support ten moves, it means that your strength is comparable to mine, or above me."

A glimmer of light flashed in Xin Wuhen's eyes.

The two of them were so close that they could launch a thunder attack and secretly accumulate energy, which was extremely thrilling.

"Haha! You are so modest, unless your cultivation level is limited to the fifth level of martial arts."

Zhao Feng's slightly profound meaningful way.

This statement seems to mean something.

Xin Wuhen's expression suddenly changed, and his expression became even more solemn.

Yan Gang Fist!

Zhao Feng took advantage of the situation to attack.

This time I used not "Raging Dragon Fist", nor "Douxing Finger", but the lowest-level basic boxing technique - Yan Gang Fist!

At such a close distance, the simpler and faster the attack is, the more effective it is.

"Yan Gang Fist" is undoubtedly the most skillful boxing technique that Zhao Feng practices.

But Xin Wuhen is not a vegetarian. His artistic senses are higher than that of a warrior and comparable to a martial arts master.

The moment Zhao Feng condensed his martial arts internal strength and punched, he reacted, floated away, and sealed it with one palm.

Canopy!

The fist and palm confronted, Xin Wuhen was forced to retreat, and his qi and blood were shocked, and he almost suffered some minor internal injuries.

Zhao Feng practiced "Iron Wall Art" and had an advantage in strength defense and had the advantage of taking the initiative. This punch was naturally slightly better than half the price.

Rage Dragon Fist!

Zhao Feng took advantage of the victory to pursue the situation, and the internal strength of martial arts gradually pushed to the peak of the fifth level.

After ten moves.

Zhao Feng took the lead and pressed him step by step!

The geniuses on the field were only stunning.

No one expected that such a rising rookie would appear in Yuyang City, who could compete with Xin Wuhen.

Eleven moves... Twelve moves... Thirteen moves...

Within twenty moves, Zhao Feng took the initiative and had a certain advantage.

In his left eye, he could see Xin Wuhen's qi and blood were swelling, and he was slightly injured, so he would not give the other party time to breathe.

Xin Wuhen must retreat, fight for time to breathe, and relieve the trace of internal injuries.

But Zhao Feng's left eye showed everything and did not give him a chance.

The geniuses on the field were dumbfounded and shocked.

The pavilion where the Zhao tribe is located.

Zhao Linlong's face was extremely gloomy, and he held his hands tightly, unwilling to accept it and was powerless.

Zhao Feng showed no more cultivation than him.

Why can the other party compete with Xin Wuhen and be invincible?

Under the shadow of a big tree.

"Tsk tsk, interesting and interesting. There are two amazing geniuses in the small Yuyang City at the same time. The qualifications and potential of these two people can be at least ranked in the top five among the "Guangling County City" generations."

A dark silver figure said.

"This matter must be reported to the master, so as not to be taken first by other forces..."

Another man said cautiously.

...

In the center of the summit, two figures were intertwined and fought hard to distinguish.

Twenty moves... Twenty one moves... Twenty two moves...

After twenty moves, Xin Wuhen's disadvantages gradually reversed.

The Yun chess under his feet is good at using slow to control fast.

During the round trip, he tried his best to avoid confronting Zhao Feng head-on.

Zhao Feng's power is too strong. "Douxing Finger" occasionally appears, and his attack power is regarded as the same level, even comparable to the attack at the peak of the sixth level of martial arts.

In other words, even if Zhao Linlong, who is at the sixth level of martial arts, takes action and fights Zhao Feng head-on, he will only suffer a loss.

Xin Wuhen had no choice but to avoid his attack for a while and gain some breathing time.

Thirty moves...thirty-five moves...
To be continued...