: 364 is exactly the same

Huang Chendian, between Xuanwu.
As before, in the field, two people are facing each other and confront each other.
One side is still Wu Xiaohui.
The other side is turned into a square.
Looking at the two lovers who stood in the field, Fan Xinglu’s tender face was completely boring, and he smiled full of joy.
Only Searley and Zhao Hufeng still have some incomprehensible minds, and they don’t know why things suddenly become like this.
Under such circumstances, there have been some changes in the confrontation situation in the field.
Looking at Wu Xiaohui, who is standing opposite him, there is no reason for asking such a question.
"Master, what is the purpose of your martial arts?"
Wu Xiaohui has a slight glimpse.
Not to mention Wu Xiaohui, even why Shi Lili and Zhao Hufeng couldn't help but face each other. It seems that they don't understand why Fang suddenly raised such a question.
Then, in the field, Wu Xiaohui was silent for a while, and he replied: "I want to become stronger."
"Oh?" The color inside does not change, and continues to ask: "What is the purpose of becoming stronger?"
"In order to satisfy Master." Wu Xiaohui replied without hesitation: "Master needs me to become stronger, so I must become stronger and can't live up to Master's expectations."
Although there are not many feelings in the discourse, the loyalty and filial piety are rich and cannot be concealed.
As Fan Xinglu said, Wu Xiaohui is very loyal to Fan Xinglu’s teachings and will never disobey Fan Xinglu’s words.
Therefore, Fan Xinglu is war-torn. As a disciple, Wu Xiaohui’s only wish is to satisfy the master who will raise himself and cultivate himself into talent.
However, this loyalty and filial piety, while letting Cecily and Zhao Hufeng admire, did not let Fan Xinglu's eyes have a slight change.
Because it is this excessive straightforwardness and loyalty that Wu Xiaohui made a great mistake unconsciously.
"I understand the meaning of the master." Fang Li suddenly said: "So, I will say it straight, Master, you can't win me like this."
The words of smashing iron and iron, let Searley and Zhao Hufeng directly hold on.
Wu Xiaohui also lifted his eyes slightly and looked at Fang Li. After a silent silence, he said: "Not surprisingly, Master also said that if you give up all the power, I can't win."
"No." Fang immediately retorted, saying: "You don't need to do that, you can't win me."
This time, Wu Xiaohui’s brow finally wrinkled.
Only this time, there is no more time wasted in the party.
"Okay." Fang directly declared.
"let us start."
Wu Xiaohui nodded and his body was tight.
"call!"
The wind swelled.
I saw that Wu Xiaohui’s figure suddenly turned into a blast, and at a staggering speed, he shot toward the side.
That speed was actually a bit faster than when I was practicing with Fan Xinglu.
Seeing Wu Xiaohui rushing toward himself like a whirlwind, the eyes flashed slightly, and the next moment, the body suddenly omnidirectionally moved to the left without warning.
"laugh!"
Just as the body in Fang was just kicking off, Wu Xiaohui rushed to his front, and a palm wrapped in a strong star force wiped his shoulder, falling into the air in a faint sound of broken air. .
When a palm fell through, Wu Xiaohui was not surprised at all. The footsteps quickly turned into a whirlwind and rushed into the square.
In the face of Wu Xiaohui who followed, Fang Li was a smile, and his feet landed at a more amazing speed than Wu Xiaohui. Just like the back is sticking to the ground, he slipped out quickly.
Wu Xiaohui has a strong star power, so that the blue spark-like starlight rotates around the body, and the speed is skyrocketing. In the slamming sound, it is completely turned into a residual image, straight into the square, releasing the palm of the sea. hit.
However, before the party, it was once again in a strange arc that was unpredictable by ordinary people, and once again, the attack of the future attacked away.
"Boom!"
The powerful palm of the hand fell into the air, just like hitting an invisible air mass, which aroused a terrible explosion.
It is a pity that the momentum is so big that if it is not hit, it will not be used at all.
At the moment, Wu Xiaohui once again deceived himself in the square, and the attack was more and more horrible. At the end of the day, almost even Shi Xi Li and Zhao Hufeng could only see the overwhelming fist shadow and the palm of the hand.
Even so, the face is still calm and abnormal, and the steps are occasionally step forward, backward, left flash, and right. Each action is extremely simple and quick, just to avoid Wu Xiaohui's attack.
As a result, after a storm, Wu Xiaohui was not touched in the corner of the party.
Both Shirley and Zhao Hufeng have both raised their eyes.
"How is this possible?" Sheryl said incredulously: "The master is actually completely unable to help the younger brother?"
"No, not only that." Zhao Hufeng, as the leader of the Mu School, was only weaker than Wu Xiaohui among the many disciples of Fan Xinglu, so he immediately saw the doorway, in a more unbelievable tone, saying: " The attack of the masters was all predicted in advance by the teacher, so they will not be able to fight."
Yes.
Predicted in advance.
Fang Li will predict all the moves of Wu Xiaohui in advance, so it is easy to avoid the attack of Wu Xiaohui at a speed above Wu Xiaohui, and to resolve the offensive of Wu Xiaohui into the invisible.
Under such circumstances, Fang Li is like a wind-falling leaf, in the boxing and palm of the sea, the flexible flashing figure, looking at Wu Xiaohui, who is constantly attacking, suddenly opened.
"Do you know? Master has always had a human figure in the training that I have arranged for me to be my sparring?"
Such a word that has no head and no brain, let Wu Xiaohui's movements slightly stagnate.
"Those celestial rituals, though not ingenious, have been engraved into their own moves by the Master, and they are giving me training every day. Therefore, I have already known the Master’s moves." Fang Li seems to be talking to himself. While flexibly avoiding the attack of Wu Xiaohui, he said: "And Master, do you know?"
"Your moves are almost exactly the same as the moves that Master has engraved into the fairy."
As soon as the voice fell, the figure in the square suddenly condensed. It was suddenly a forward, and it was extremely accurate. It crossed the gap of Wu Xiaohui’s punching and kicking, and flashed into the arms of Wu Xiaohui.
Immediately, the hand in the square flashed through the void, like an electric light, with the lightning speed, and tightly buckled Wu Xiaohui's neck.
"Flash sheath - a wind."
Fang Li twisted his body and lifted Wu Xiaohui's body out, as if he had made a back-slung, and Wu Xiaohui was heavily smashed to the ground.
"Hey!"
In the loud crash, Wu Xiaohui fell without hesitation.