Chapter 47: Skillful

　　 Yan Chengcai's face was extremely ugly. Although he was covered with a turban, everyone's eyes were full of anger.
　　 This suddenly jumped elder brother, even such a rant, naturally aroused everyone's anger. Moreover, at this moment they have just won a great victory, it is at the moment of great momentum, full of confidence, where can they withstand such provocations.
　　 Daniel burst into roar and said, "I'm coming!"
　　He rushed up with an arrow, and the iron fist swayed out, but the wind was roaring, and he was full of momentum.
　　Among the twenty people who participated in the night fight, his strength was one of the best, and only the unlucky broken-legged man could compete with him. Even Yan Chengcai and Huang Jingtian were slightly inferior.
　　However, when Daniel's punch came out quickly, and when he was about to hit this young man, he saw a sneer sneered on his face.
　　 The body turned slightly, and the elder brother's half of the body, let Daniel's punch pass by. At the same time, he stumbled a little under his feet, and the big Newton couldn't hold his body suddenly. With a cry, he fell forward and fell stiffly to the ground.
　　 Many sergeants were surprised, their eyes became dignified.
Ouyang Ming, who was hiding in the back, was even brighter. When he saw the hand of the younger brother, he suddenly had a flash of lightning in his mind, as if he saw it faintly, what he understood .
　　 And in the next moment, the purple light mass in his mind had already started on his own, making his consciousness divided into two, and looked forward again from a bystander's perspective.
　　 Yan Cheng only sipped and said, "Daniel, are you okay?"
　　 Daniel sat up, his old face flushed, and said: "Boss, it's okay, just accidentally fell."
　　Although he is verbally hard, everyone understands that this is definitely not a matter of care.
Brother Gongzi looked at them proudly and said, "Relax, I won't bully you." He patted his hands and said, "I'm like you, I'm all in the fifth-class cultivation of Lipin, and I don't wear any equipment." He unabashedly concealed his contempt and said, "I will come by myself if you don't go on!"
　　 "Okay, since your interest is so high, I will come to teach you." Yan Cheng only reached out and pressed the pressure, calming the emotions of the brothers. Then he strode forward, clenched his fists, and walked towards the other party.
　　Although he has seen that this younger brother is definitely not easy to deal with. However, he has two pieces of attribute equipment. This extra strength and agility are his greatest strength.
　　 Brother Gong is still carrying his hands. Looking at his expression, it seems that he is not about to greet the enemy.
　　 "Be careful!" Yan Cheng just sipped and punched out of the chest.
　　However, although the punch is violent, it leaves some room.
　　 It's just that the opponent he met recently is obviously a bit different. The elder brother's body flickered slightly, but the fist clinging to Yan Chengcai flashed past.
　　If his figure swayed at night, Yan Chengcai's punch power could hit. And if it was a little in the morning, Yan Cheng could change on the spot. However, the timing chosen by the younger brother when he evaded was just right, and the change was made at a short time. Deftly evaded Yan Chengcai's punch, but also approached.
　　 Yan Chengcai was terrified in his heart, and quickly took his strength away, and waved his arm, continued to smash towards the elder brother. But at this moment, a great force came from his side and flew out involuntarily.
　　 One move, the same one, Yan Chengcai was unable to control his body and was thrown away.
　　Ouyang Ming looked dumbfounded, and his face was faintly flushed. With the help of the purple light group, he clearly saw what happened to the talent.
　　The elder brother's cultivation practice is, as he said, the fifth-class peak of Lipin. If it is based on strength alone, it is even inferior to Yan Chengcai with strength blessing. However, his skills are too powerful, and the timing of the battle he chooses is also wonderful, giving people a poetic and emotional feeling.
　　 In fact, if it is replaced by the presence of other people, even if Yan Haobo is the leader of the fire, or Liu Zhengye, the captain of the 100-person team, there is no way to feel this.
　　Only Ouyang Ming, who sees everything clearly and clearly and knows the difficulty and truth in it, can this kind of feeling arise. Moreover, he vaguely felt that this ability of the other party was extremely important to him.
　　 "Brothers, let's fight!" When Daniel fell, he didn't care, but when he saw Yan Cheng being beaten, his face was blue and he roared.
　　 The remaining eight sergeants shouted loudly, waving their fists one by one, rushing up.
　　 At this moment, even Yan Cheng had not stopped him, because he also understood that the difference between himself and the other party did not seem to be a bit of a star. So, when he stood firm, he bit his steel teeth and rushed up silently.
　　Once the ten well-trained sergeants are encircled, their combat power is more than doubled.
　　However, the younger brother was calm and fearless, but instead showed a smile on his face, saying: "Oh, I didn't say that, you should have done this already."
　　 His body swayed and walked step by step. He slid under the siege of ten people. No matter how the siege was by Yan Chengcai and others, they were on the same level and unscathed.
　　Huang Jingtian and others were lying on the ground, and they had been stunned for a long time.
　　 They and Yan Chengcai did not know each other on the first day. Naturally, they can see that these people are doing their best. But even so, I can't help the younger brother. Moreover, from their perspective, there is always a sense of incoordination. It seems that it is not Yan Chengcai, who is in the crowd, but the elder brother who is alone, as if he is in charge of everything.
　　 Ouyang Ming's eyes were radiant, and at this time, he had already substituted himself into the battle group.
　　Under the siege of the ten sergeants, the footwork and skills displayed by the younger brother are very strange, and they can often do what no one can. And because of this, he was able to control the overall situation like walking a monkey.
　　 That's right, in Ouyang Ming's eyes, this younger brother is walking the monkey, and it's the one who walks particularly cool.
　　 However, it was this strange situation that made Ouyang Ming have a huge unimaginable harvest.
　　 as an outsider, the ray of consciousness gradually grasped the various key points of the operation of the young man's body, and consciously began to simulate it in his mind.
　　 This is an indescribable feeling, but Ouyang Ming feels that he seems to have become the elder brother, walking in the crowd, letting the fist around him is like the Kangzhuang Avenue, freehand.
　　On that day against Yan Chengcai, Ouyang Ming was able to deal with him by virtue of Ziguang's miraculous effect, and eventually defeated the strong by weak.
　　 But the performance at that time was all groped and pondered by Ouyang Ming himself. In other words, it broke out when forced to do nothing.
　　 Now, this young man's performance is like opening a door to the peak in front of Ouyang Ming, letting him see the bright and beautiful scenery inside the door.
　　 It turns out that the fighting skills can reach such a powerful level.
　　 If the difference in strength is vastly different, the combat skills naturally have no effect. However, if the skill reaches a certain height, it can also be challenged.
　　Ouyang Ming's double fists have been unknowingly tightened, his heart is surging and it is difficult to control himself.
　　If I had seen this technique long ago, would I still be so embarrassed in the face of Yan Haobo's seemingly majestic and unstoppable knife?
　　 No, even in the face of Yan Huochang, he will have the power to fight!
　　 skills, the original real skills are so gorgeous.
In a trance, he finally figured out something.
　　 So, just as he was in a state of turmoil and eager to try, the purple light mass in his mind rumbling up again.
　　 This time, there was a hint of purple light mass entering the spiritual power at the heart of the eyebrow.
　　Mental power was originally invisible and colorless, but Ouyang Ming was lucky to inspire success at the juncture of life and death, and became a form under consciousness. However, this spiritual power is so strange that he can't control it at all.
　　However, after seeing the ~EbookFREE.me~ the magical technique of Dao displayed by the younger brother at the moment, he was suddenly impressed.
　　 This is no longer a common trick, but a super ability to pry up mental power.
　　 When Ziguang came into contact with spiritual power, Ouyang Ming finally had a feeling of control. That is, these spiritual forces can already be used by him.
　　 Sure enough, according to his mind, a trace of spiritual power was released from the heart of the eyebrow and existed in a way that was many times thinner than the silk thread.
　　 Of course, if this trace of spiritual power is observed with the naked eye, then absolutely nothing can be seen. But Ouyang Ming knew that it did exist.
　　 Well, although it can mobilize mental power, it seems to be useless...
　　 "Hey!" The elder brother's slow voice rang out in the field: "Your skills are at this point, the son is too lazy to play with you."
　　He had been evading before, and did not fight back, but at the moment, his face changed, and his hands flicked like lightning.
　　 A wailing sound suddenly sounded in the field. Although Yan Chengcai and others watched the opponent's shot with their eyes open, and the speed of the shot did not seem to be fast, their bodies just fooled up and were hit by the other party.
　　It was only a moment later, except for the younger brother, no one could stand.
　　 The elder brother brushed his sleeves, as if doing a trivial thing.
　　However, just when he wanted to leave happily, he saw a figure in the corner of his eyes, which came slowly towards him. But, somehow, the figure that came out in a straight line was stunned, giving a strange feeling of swaying.
　　 Brother Zi's complexion became solemn for the first time.