Chapter 811: : Test your fists

Ouyang Feitian couldn't wait to teach Ye Luo this rival, so he couldn't help urging, the latter didn't care about it. After getting the approval of Fengchen, he headed to the training ground of Feng Family under the leadership of Po Lang Cheng Feng and others. Fengchen and other elders also followed with interest.
Fengchen is an expert in martial arts, and has a family background. Therefore, the Feng Family's martial arts training ground is very large and has quite complete facilities. In addition to some equipment and instruments, there are many cold weapons on display, and even some rare weapons. , Can be described as quite complete.
Ye Luo is an expert in weapons, and he can see at a glance that these weapons are made of special materials, and the quality is probably not much worse than that of his double swords.
"Wow, the martial arts training ground of Uncle Feng's is of high standard, better than mine." Long Jieyu admired.
Not only did Long Jieyu admire it, but so did other people such as the dragon and the of wine Du Kang.
"It's okay to be idle, just take care of it a little bit." Fengchen said casually, and then he looked at Ouyang Feitian and Ye Luo: "Two wise nephews, you can use these weapons as you like. Of course, just Bibi is fine."
Although Feng Chen said so, but in Ouyang Feitian's heart, he understood that he didn't want to make the matter worse. He nodded very readily: "Uncle Feng, let's compare our fists first."
Ye Luo didn't have any objections to this, and he didn't say much. He went to the center of the martial arts field and then stood still, so that he could watch Ouyang Feitian in his spare time. The meaning was self-evident.
Ouyang Feitian followed and stood still opposite Ye Luo, but instead of doing something right away, he did a few warm-up actions, hacking under his high legs, hitting uppercuts, and screaming. Sub-power.
Of course, this is what Ouyang Feitian deliberately showed to everyone in order to win the favor of breaking the waves and riding the wind.
"Tsk tusk, it means a bit of Muay Thai and Taekwondo, and it's quite hot, the younger generation is not bad." Fengchen applauded.
"There are also the shadows of ancient Wuhong boxing and Shaolin Luohan boxing." Leng Shuang said indifferently: "They are all tough types of boxing, but they are the most suitable for his size. Normal special soldiers are not his opponents. It seems that Ouyang is about this. The cultivation of children is in place."
"That said, I remember. That fellow Ouyang seems to be a Shaolin lay disciple, and when he was young he also worshipped Master Hong Quan as his teacher. It seems that he passed this to Ouyang Feitian." Fengchen nodded.
"It's nothing more than embroidering the legs with fists, waiting to be ravaged by Ye Luo." Po Lang Chengfeng said with disdain, although she also knew that Ouyang Feitian's fists were far from simple.
"Hey, you girl, you can be regarded as a family friend, so you have such a big prejudice against him." Bacchus Du Kang laughed.
"It's not that my old man made a mess, otherwise the relationship between my old sister and him will not be like this." The calligraphy in the middle of the night, and then his tone changed: "Although Ouyang Feitian's strength is very good in the younger generation, but it is definitely not Ye Big Brother's opponent. , Let’s just wait for a good show."
As for Ye Luo, he just moved his hands and feet casually, and then continued to watch Ouyang Feitian for a while.
Seeing Ye Luo so indifferent, Ouyang Feitian sneered, planning in his heart how to "accidentally" break his opponent's bones in the next competition.
3, 4 minutes later, Ouyang Feitian finished warming up, and then he walked towards Ye Luo without saying much, and then tentatively punched it.
Seeing the arrival of his fist, Ye Luo's footwork spread out, his figure swayed slightly, and he easily avoided the blow.
Ouyang Feitian never thought that this punch would work, so he still had the next move, kicking out, and it was a powerful whip, and after the whip, it was another Muay Thai knee. top.
With a series of three strikes, Ouyang Feitian can almost solve the opponent after performing these three strikes in his heart, which he has verified many times.
But he didn't want Ye Luo to walk on one side after dodge the punch, and his stature was short, and he easily avoided it again. Seeing Ouyang Feitian's knees against him, he suddenly accelerated and took a step behind him again. Dodge.
Ouyang Feitian attacked the ground consistently and in one go, while Ye Luo hided flexibly, just like walking in a leisurely courtyard. This made the eyes of the onlookers light up, and several experts praised it.
"Hey, Ouyang Feitian's attack is very good. It was done in one go, and it was quite lethal." Fengchen said, and then changed his tone: "But Xiaoye hides beautifully, his footwork is very good, and his reaction is very flexible."
"That's the Bagua step of the Nine Palaces." Leng Shuang said, and his tone was also a bit strange at this time: "Only at this age can practice this step to be like instinct. This is not just a talent that can explain it."
"Big Brother Ye said, he practiced this set of footwork since he was a child, and now he can perform it almost instinctively." In the midnight calligraphy, his tone was full of envy: "Although I have also learned this step, and I can perform it smoothly. Come out, but I’m not very proficient. It would be nice if I could achieve his level one day. With a dagger attack, I would be almost invincible."
"Hey, Xiaoshu, follow you Ye Ge to practice, this footwork is very good for you." Obviously Feng Chenye has heard of Jiugong Bagua steps, and is very excited that Midnight Shu can learn from Ye Luo.
"If Ye Luo had a pair of knives in his hands, Ouyang Feitian would attack like this, he would have had a few more blood holes on his body." Ouyang Feitian doesn't have a good impression.
"Why did Ye Luo keep hiding? He hasn't attacked even once." Othello said in a puzzled manner: "Although he is better at the double-knife secret technique, he is also very good at his fists and feet, so he won't be able to attack at once."
While everyone was talking, Ouyang Feitian attacked several more, but Ye Luo easily avoided every attack.
As Othello said, Ye Luo has not counterattacked once so far, but just dodged, which made everyone confused.
"Ye Luo didn't mean to attack at all." Sitting on Qin's heart, her beautiful eyes lit up slightly: "Couldn't he plan to dodge like this forever, if that's the case..."
"Hey, if this is the case, then Ouyang Feitian can't help but he is really embarrassing." Othello couldn't help but laugh strangely: "For Ye Luo, it doesn't seem to be difficult to avoid attacks all the time."
"It's not like it, it's at all." The samādhi poem turned out to be stubborn, and she said with a certain tone: "We have all seen Ye Luo's footwork. Coupled with his reaction speed, it is very difficult even if Dongfang Tiantian wants to attack him. Said Ouyang Feitian."
On the side, Long Teng Tianxia nodded, his operation level was equal to that of the Eastern Killing of the Sky. Naturally knowing that the samādhi poem was true, he nodded unconsciously, which was considered to agree with her.
Seeing the movements of Long Teng Tianxia, ​​Samadhi's face was slightly cold, but the ice melted and the snow melted quickly, and she turned her attention to the comparison between Ye Luo and Ye Luo.
As they said in Samadhi, Ye Luo intends to dodge all the time. This method will undoubtedly embarrass Ouyang Feitian the most.
As the Samadhi poetry said, Ye Luo's footwork is superb, and his reaction speed is very fast. Even if Ouyang Feitian attacks quickly, he can't help him. He can easily avoid it, just like walking in a leisurely courtyard. Obviously, he still has more power.
At the beginning, seeing Ye Luo just count, Ouyang Feitian thought that his attack was so strong that his opponent did not dare to take it hard. This made him proud, unconsciously speeding up his attack, and attacking more mighty.
But soon he discovered something was wrong, because his swift attack had no effect at all, and he couldn't even touch Ye Luo's clothes. He looked solemn and used all his energy to attack the target.
Soon 5 or 6 minutes passed. At this time, Feitian Ouyang was already a little out of breath. His eyes looked at Ye Luo as if he was looking at a monster. He never thought that someone could hold on for such a long time just by avoiding. , And it's easy to see him like that.
That's right, Ye Luo is very relaxed, even still calm and relaxed, as if he still has spare energy.
Ouyang Feitian also often discussed with others, he was not defeated, he did not believe in evil, and continued to attack.
"Tsk tsk, it's really embarrassing to be unable to touch Ye Luo after such a long time." Po Lang Chengfeng couldn't help but ridiculed, and a funny smile appeared on her pretty face.
"Yes, that's how Ye brother practiced footwork to avoid monsters." Zhiyue nodded and said.
Being said to be a monster in the game, Ouyang Feitian's pride is unacceptable, he is not even more angry in his heart, but he has no choice. After all, no matter how he attacks, it is a fact that Ye Luo can't help it.
"Oh, it's boring, it's too easy." Othello sighed deliberately.
"Yeah." Samadhi poetry echoed: "Let Ye Luo fight back. End the competition earlier. Next, let's see him and fireworks. It must be more interesting than this."
"Yes, that's right." June Feixue nodded repeatedly.
Hearing the words of the samādhi, the firework was easy to be cold and pretty face turned red, but she was wearing a mask at this time, and everyone’s attention was on Ye Luo, so no one noticed her strangeness, and even knew that firework used to be cold. The vows broke the waves and wind without paying attention.
After another two or three minutes, Ouyang Feitian’s forehead had already condensed sweat beads, as if he knew that he still had nothing to do with Ye Luo, and that would be even more embarrassing. He attacked several times and then suddenly backed away: "Brother Ye evaded the attack. The method is very good. If we continue to compare like this, we will not be able to tell the victory or defeat. Why don't we compare weapons."
Aside, listening to Ouyang Feitian saying this shamelessly, Po Lang Cheng Feng couldn't help but sneer, and Samadhi Shi and others couldn't help muttering, and even the elders such as Feng Chen and Bacchus Du Kang forced their laughter.
Ye Luo didn't care, he nodded: "Okay, just to ask for advice."
Taking a deep breath, Ouyang Feitian looked at the surrounding weapon racks: "Please also Brother Ye to choose weapons first."
"No, I have it myself." Ye Luo said lightly: "You are free."
Taking a look at Ye Luo, Ouyang Feitian didn’t believe that he had weapons on his body, but he wouldn’t force Ye Luo to do so. He walked toward those weapons racks, thinking about which weapon to choose as best as he walked. .