If there were people watching the battle, their jaws would definitely be dropped at this moment. All this happened so strangely and suddenly.
Ximenyu's figure, taking advantage of the terrain of the void, was so fast that he almost disappeared. However, the energy gushing out from the handprints did not disappear just because the figure disappeared.
On the contrary, Qin Wushuang only felt that countless butterflies were flying back and forth in the void. These afterimages are obviously Ximenyu's handprints.
Such a quick move, such a strong hand seal.
Since Qin Wushuang asked Ximen Yu to make the first move, he naturally had his own ideas. Staying unchanged in response to all changes, standing firm with one palm across the chest.
There was a bright light in his eyes, as if he was catching something.
In fact, when the speed reaches this point, relying on vision is no longer enough.
It can be said that Qin Wushuang built the plank road openly and secretly visited Chen Cang. The base of his ears moved slightly, what he really relied on was his hearing.
In a confrontation like this, hearing is far more reliable than vision.
No matter how strong you are, you can never suppress the attack to the point of being silent.
As long as there is a sound and you listen to the wind to identify the position, you will never go wrong.
Ximen Yu's speed was getting faster and faster, like a whirlwind or a top, quickly making turns and drawing circles around Qin Wushuang.
Every time he drew a circle, he made at least a dozen handprints. And these mudra, every palm is to avoid the reality, and have no real power to induce vomiting.
In other words, he made a palm print, but the real lethality was not revealed.
But there are hundreds or even thousands of handprints, which are insubstantial and real. If it is a slightly weaker opponent, how can we judge which of his handprints will be real
"You want to use speed to drag me to death?" Qin Wushuang sneered secretly. You must know that speed is Qin Wushuang's strong point. If it were Qin Wushuang who used the same attack, he wouldn't have to bother so much. He could just strike out with one palm and beat him. So many fancy pretensions.
"In that case, I'll play with speed with you." After a thought, Qin Wushuang raised his legs and started spinning in circles.
In this way, the scene becomes even weirder.
It’s enough for one to spin in a circle, and both of them follow suit. It didn't look like the two were masters dueling at all, but more like they were playing a chasing game.
However, both parties in this speed competition know that there is a lot of knowledge in this circle. As long as the speed is slightly slower than half a beat, what is waiting for you may be the opponent's attack.
The two figures were spinning rapidly like tops. The dust on the ground was lifted up by their speed, and the yellow sand was slowly lifted up, and the smoke was swirling.
In the yellow sand, two black figures chased each other, and it was impossible to tell who was chasing whom.
He didn't know how many times he turned around, but Ximenyu became more and more frightened as he turned around. If he was circling Qin Wushuang before, it was just to test Qin Wushuang's patience and psychological quality, so he never really exerted his strength.
But at this moment, he wanted to use his strength, but he couldn't get the chance.
Also spinning in circles, the two of them always maintained that distance—a distance that allowed them to attack, but that could not guarantee the success of the attack.
Ximenyu wanted to shorten this distance, but sadly found that the initiative was not in his hands at all.
The Qin family's son's speed was not inferior to him at all, and he even had to admit that maybe, the Qin family's son was still above him in terms of speed alone.
After all, being able to maintain a constant distance while turning in circles at high speed at least proves that the opponent is able to control speed with ease!
In other words, it’s okay for the other party to slow down, but it’s also possible for the other party to speed up.
And if he slows down and his momentum weakens, he is likely to face attacks from both sides.
He wanted to speed up further, but he had already reached his speed limit.
"It seems that in a pure speed competition, this son of the Qin family is no weaker than me!" Ximen Yu's thoughts were racing, "Take advantage of your own strengths and attack the weaknesses of the enemy! The son of the Qin family is fast, but after all, he is young and has cultivated his inner strength. The fire must be insufficient. With just one palm, I can definitely break all his bones and muscles, and make all his cultivation become useless in the blink of an eye!"
Ximen Yu has experienced hundreds of battles and is still very confident in his own cultivation. He has never doubted his own strength. The ninth level of the True Martial Realm has been baptized by countless blood and fire, and was forged through countless killings and forgings.
As soon as he thought of this, Ximenyu suddenly let out a low roar, and his body suddenly pulled away from the circle.
Taking a step back is not really about retreating, but to better prevent the attack. He plays hard to get and expands the space to deliver his fatal blow.
"Haha, Lord Ximen, are you timid?"
Qin Wushuang was unreasonable and did not allow Ximen Yu to retreat at all. He knew clearly that Ximenyu didn't retreat out of fear, he must have a more powerful killing move.
However, in the face of enemy battles, Qin Wushuang has two lifetimes of experience, which is no worse than Ximen Yu. The situation was clear at a glance.
Knowing this speed battle, Ximenyu couldn't hold back his anger.
Since ancient times, fighting has always been about fighting in one go, whether it is a handover between two armies or a personal confrontation.
With one breath, it is easy for the energy to soar into the stars; if you let that breath pass, the energy will inevitably decline and turn from strong to weak. It will take a lot of trouble to brew the second wave of energy.
Qin Wushuang strode like a meteor, and the Yang Zhenqi circulated in his body for a whole day, like a gushing red sun, ready to move in the fish-belly white east, and might break out of the clouds at any moment.
The momentum suddenly surged overwhelmingly.
He is stronger than me, stronger than me, and he rushes into the sun with all his strength!
All the dust, all the yellow sand, and all the flying bamboo leaves formed a big whirlpool and rolled up behind Qin Wushuang.
For an instant, Qin Wushuang seemed to be the incarnation of King Kong, and the skin all over his body was flushed with red light.
The most powerful and most yang, I am the blazing sun!
For a moment, Qin Wushuang's fighting spirit reached its peak.
With a Vajra roar, he crossed his palms, rushed forward with one lunge, and pushed out flatly with the other palm. Nothing fancy, nothing superfluous.
Grand and majestic, yet simple and subtle!
boom!
The unavoidable force and the indomitable palm power directly swallowed up the entire space.
Ximenyu was already at a disadvantage in the battle of speed. If he continued to retreat, he would be selling his body to the opponent and directly serving as a target for the opponent.
In this situation, he had no choice.
This palm can only be received forcefully!
In just that moment, Ximenyu couldn't calm down in his mind. Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, including the hesitation of a successful young man, the glory of his half-life as a soldier, and the majesty of becoming the leader of a faction...
In life, there are few opponents.
But at this moment, an opponent finally appeared that made him have to be very energetic!
It's like a palm destined by fate, and like a fate destined to meet.
With this palm, there is no way out for each other.
Give it your all, no reservations.
boom!
With a muffled groan, the two figures suddenly came together and then separated, then quickly flew away from each other.
A huge hole appeared on the ground where the two of them had been, enough to bury twenty people!
And around the pothole, there are deep ravines like plowed fields.
At both ends of the pit, Ximen Yu and Qin Wushuang stood on each side, their expressions were extremely cold, and they did not relax at all. They were obviously wary of their opponents' second attack.
But the mood is completely different.
Especially Ximen Yu, whose heart was filled with surprise like a raging wave. It was hard for him to believe that he didn't take any advantage of the blast just now.
You know, the blow just now was so lightning-fast that neither side was allowed to think at all, and they did their best to do it.
They clashed with each other with their strongest strength, and the result turned out to be—
A dignified ninth-level Zhenwu realm, a powerful leader, but he didn't get any advantage at all.
Although he stood tall and majestic, in fact, the blast just now almost made his internal organs almost shift. You can imagine the shock in his heart.
Qin Wushuang was not much better. He sighed in his heart. After all, he still underestimated the ninth level of the True Martial Realm. Even though he tried his best, he was still evenly matched.
However, Qin Wushuang has always been fierce. In his previous life, he was even called a "Martial Madman". He often acted crazy in martial arts training.
At this time, he had just come back to his senses, grinned, and said provocatively: "Master Ximen, this palm doesn't taste good, right?"
"You're not much better!" Ximenyu said grimly.
It was only at this moment that he finally put aside all his so-called pride as a big boss and truly ranked Qin Wushuang among his opponents!
"In a duel between masters, if you want to escape unscathed, it is disrespectful to your opponent. But I want to ask the Ximen Clan Master, with my skills, if I desperately become the enemy of the Ximen Clan, can I kill you, the Ximen Clan, and yours?" Is the house full of people outside?"
This passage is neither fast nor slow, but it has a flavor of madness.
No matter how calm Ximen Yu was, he could not keep his composure after all. He was shocked and turned pale. The look he looked at Qin Wushuang no longer had the condescending tone before.
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