Chapter 943: I can do it too

The martial arts and physical skills made Jiang Wu endless's movements extremely flexible, and Zhang Yifeng had no time to resist, so he could only retreat in embarrassment.
Jiang Wujin is not a good stubble, Zhang Yifeng retreats, he chased every step, and did not give in.
Zhang Yifeng frowned slightly, retreating and resisting Jiang Wuxi's attack without warning.
Boom boom boom!
The weak fist greeted the huge scorpion hand and burst into a shocking explosion.
The aura bursts, like bursting fireworks, bright and dazzling.
The waves of horror swept around, like wind dragons.
"Zhang Yifeng was crushed and beaten, there is no strength to fight back!"
"Oh my God, Jiang Wuending's speed is too fast, I can't catch it with my naked eyes!"
The spectators were dull. Ever since Zhang Yifeng fought with Wen Cuishan, they had always thought that Jiang Wuzhe was not Zhang Yifeng's opponent, but when the two were fighting, they realized that it was Zhang Yifeng who was crushed and beaten.
Zhang Yifeng retreats step by step, step by step, and loses his first opportunity and feels embarrassed.
"Haha, Zhang Yifeng, your reaction is getting slower and slower! Why? Is it going to be overwhelming, but I haven't speeded up yet!"
"How is it? Haven't you seen such a fast body and martial arts? Hahaha."
On the arena, Jiang endless laughed wildly. His figure became more and more dreamy and faster and faster. In the end, two phantoms appeared around Zhang Yifeng, seemingly virtual and real, and it is difficult to distinguish between true and false.
This is the advantage of Shenfa martial arts, absolutely flexible when fighting. Jiang Wujin's martial arts skills are definitely not low.
"roll!"
I don't know if he was beaten out of temper, Zhang Yifeng suddenly yelled. With a wave of his right fist, he shot out a huge golden dragon.
Nine Dragons Phantom Fist!
There was a muffled sound, and the whole ring was shaking. Zhang Yifeng's dragon fist was empty, and what he had just hit was just Jiang endless phantom.
At this moment, Jiang endless body had already appeared behind Zhang Yifeng, and the scorpion hand hit Zhang Yifeng's back.
boom!
With a muffled sound, Zhang Yifeng's body was directly knocked into the air, and a touch of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
Wow, for an instant, the audience was in an uproar. The scene fell into a brief silence.
Zhang Yifeng is really not Jiang endless opponent! After persisting for so long, he was finally knocked into the air by Jiang endless.
After being quiet, there was a crazy shout.
"Jiang Wujin, I said you will definitely get the first place! It really is like this."
"Jiang Wujin, I love you, and the only one I love in my life is you! I knew that Zhang Yifeng was just a clown."
Men and women, shouting for Jiang endless.
"Bah, a group of people without a stand, Zhang Yifeng, come on, you haven't failed yet!"
"Zhang Yifeng, stand up, we trust you."
Of course, Zhang Yifeng still has loyal supporters, but his voice is obviously much smaller than at the beginning. This world is so realistic.
"This Jiang Wuxi is so strong, Young Master won't be defeated by Jiang Wuxi?"
In the audience, Fang Ling squeezed a sweat for Zhang Yifeng. Judging from the current situation, Zhang Yifeng has an absolute disadvantage.
"Look carefully, don't you know the strength of the young master? He just doesn't want to win too easily."
Sima Han spoke lightly, he detailed Zhang Yifeng's strength.
"However, this Jiang endless speed is so fast, he has learned martial arts and physical skills..."
Sima Han smiled and said, "Silly girl, do you think Young Master doesn't have it?"
"Right."
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On the ring, Jiang Wujie looked at Zhang Yifeng who was just on the ground, with a confident smile on his mouth. He looked at Zhang Yifeng condescendingly, and said arrogantly: "Boy, why? Are you not very arrogant? Are you not very rampant? Why are you down now. Hahaha."
Jiang Wuxi waited so long, just waiting to hit Zhang Yifeng in the face today. He just wants to step on Zhang Yifeng when Zhang Yifeng is most proud and confident! In this way, he will feel good.
He wants everyone to know that Jiang Wujin is the well-deserved son of heaven. First, it will only be endless.
Zhang Yifeng wiped off the blood from the corners of his mouth and slowly stood up from the ground. His eyes didn't fluctuate much, and they were still incomparable.
"I repeat, my name is Zhang Yifeng, not a kid. I admit that you are a bit trickier than I thought, but it's just a little bit."
What Zhang Yifeng said, the spectators who supported Zhang Yifeng immediately boiled.
"Domineering! Zhang Yifeng, I just like your domineering. You are the strongest."
"Kill him, kill Jiang Wujin!"
On the ring, the smile on Jiang Wujin's mouth became more and more bloodthirsty: "Interesting, at this time, you are still brave. It seems that I can't change your bragging-force habit if I don't tear your mouth apart!"
Zhang Yifeng shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and said lightly: "This time you can fly me away and count me as losing!"
With a low growl, Zhang Yifeng's speed suddenly increased, and the golden light of his whole body became more intense.
Zhang Yifeng was like a golden meteor, instantly appeared beside Jiang Wujin. There is no magnificent martial arts, just a fist to Jiang endless.
"It's useless."
Jiang Wuxi sneered, and Phantom stepped out, intending to avoid Zhang Yifeng's attack, but the next moment, he was shocked to find that Zhang Yifeng was like a tarsal maggot, and he followed him no matter how he avoided it.
"How is it possible, how did your speed suddenly increase...Could it be...you can also use martial arts!"
Jiang Wujin's pupils kept shrinking, Zhang Yifeng's speed instantly increased several times, and he could not dodge.
"Congratulations, you are right."
Zhang Yifeng smiled faintly, his footwork is very subtle, sometimes like a dragonfly, sometimes like a wild goose. It is Kamikaze footwork.
Although the level of kamikaze footwork is not very high, but Zhang Yifeng's cultivation is still weak, it is still very helpful to him.
"Slow, too slow! Why do you always slow me down. Don't you say you want to speed up?"
Zhang Yifeng turned left and right, constantly attacking Jiang Wujin, but Jiang Wujin could only passively let go, embarrassed, because he didn't know which direction Zhang Yifeng would attack from.
Stayed, the spectators stayed.
"What's the matter? How did Zhang Yifeng's speed increase so much, Jiang Wujin was hit by him instead."
"I'm going, are you stupid? Zhang Yifeng has also used his posture and martial arts, can't you see it?"
"Zhang Yifeng also has martial arts and martial arts! When did martial arts and martial arts become so common?"
"Huh, I said Zhang Yifeng is the most powerful, and I like Zhang Yifeng's sunny and handsome type."
...
"Too slow, Jiang Wujin, have you not eaten, why are you slower and slower!"
"Too slow, or too slow!"
On the ring, Zhang Yifeng's mocking voice kept coming.
But it's not that Jiang endless is getting slower and slower, but he is getting faster and faster. His proficiency in body skills and martial arts is definitely more than Jiang Wu-endian, and it is better than speed, how could he lose.