C3128 Your Long Fist Didn't Hit the Right Place!
C3128 Your Long Fist Didn't Hit the Right Place!
As he said that, Wu Yingloong took a step forward and punched towards Zhang Xiaofann's face.
Wu Yingloong's punch was extremely fast, it even created a series of "sonic booms" in the air.
Of course, if one were to say how fast Wu Yingloong's punch was, it would only be considered fast for an ordinary person.
In the eyes of an expert like Zhang Xiaofann, Wu Yingloong's speed was as harmless as a child's play.
At the same time, he did not see Zhang Xiaofann do anything, he only raised his right arm slightly.
Then, he casually caught Wu Yingloong's fist that was swinging towards him. Then, he bent his elbow and ferociously sent an elbow strike towards Wu Yingloong.
"Bang!"
The battle between the two completely abandoned any tricks they had in mind.
The only thing left was the fist hitting his flesh!
Without a doubt, as a capable subordinate of Fourth Master, Wu Yingloong was also very adept at martial arts.
In particular, he had his own unique insight into the Seventy-Two Heavenly Fists. A single fist art was akin to a tiger in the wind, giving him ease and ease.
However, to Zhang Xiaofann, this Wu Yingloong's 72 kungfu was indeed quite capable.
But Zhang Xiaofann, he did not move from the beginning to the end.
It was just that when Wu Yingloong's fist technique hit over, it was easily dealt with. His eyes were calm and unperturbed as he watched the scene unfold in front of him.
It was as if he was playing a boring game with Wu Yingloong, going back and forth.
Just like this, Zhang Xiaofann, who had fought with Wu Yingloong for about five to six rounds, was able to get a good understanding of Wu Yingloong's overall strength.
Zhang Xiaofann directly threw out a punch and easily sent him flying.
"Hey, is your trump card, Fourth Master, only this little bit of strength? It doesn't seem very useful! "
Zhang Xiaofann shrugged nonchalantly and snickered.
It had to be said, if it was any ordinary person or inner strength expert fighting Wu Yingloong.
Facing it itself was the time for the ever-changing 72 Hands.
Maybe he was too tired to fight. If he wasn't careful, he might get ambushed.
However, in front of absolute strength, Wu Yingloong's little change in moves was not enough.
Not to mention him, even if it was Black Rose, an expert who had just broken through the hidden strength stage, against him, it wouldn't be hard.
He really didn't know how Wu Yingloong, with his punching and kicking skills, managed to get the "Fourth Master" eye and eye to take him in and even gave him such an important position.
"Hmph, little man, I suggest you not to be too proud too early, look at your Shenting Acupoint, what's the position of the sandalwood acupoint?!"
Wu Yingloong stomped. Tap … "Bang …" He continuously retreated five steps before he managed to stabilize his body with six steps.