"Why, are you scared?" Seeing Wu Ling ignored him, Feng Yingsen's face was a little uncontrollable, and he simply sneered, hehe, "This is what he provoked. I can't blame us!"
"Father, let me try. Don't worry, I will be fine!" Wu Ling said with a firm face and said solemnly.
"It's going!" Before Wu Yu could reply, Feng Yinglin suddenly shouted coldly, spreading his hands, and carrying an astonishing chill in his fists, suddenly drifting towards Wu Ling.
Fengjiaquan is a well-known family secret skill of the Fengjia. The fist is vicious and vicious, and the way of the boxing is weird. Because of the cold and arrogant temperament of Fengyinglin, the practice of Fengjiaquan complements each other. Fengjiaquan is used in his hands. , The power is extremely terrifying.
Wu Yu originally wanted to dissuade Wu Ling, but he did not expect that Fengyinglin had taken the initiative. At this time, it was too late to stop him, so he could only whisper to Wu Ling: "Ling'er, don't fight with him. When the situation is not good, immediately retreat, and then directly surrender! Stay with the green hills without worrying about having no firewood. When your cultivation base surpasses him in the future, it will not be too late to take revenge!"
Wu Ling didn't listen to Wu Yu at all, but stared at the shadow of the fist that was dancing all over the sky. The two air masses in his body bulged and swelled like a whirlpool in his body.
Before, he used these two air masses as the source of strength to use Wudang's light body stunt Tiyunzong. Wu Ling felt very good, but it also consumed a lot of his qi. After five days and nights of continuous cultivation, Wu Linggang's energy blended with heaven and earth is more full than before, and he is confident that he can use a more powerful attack method than Ti Yunzong to rush through the thunder.
He is waiting for the best time to shoot.
Wu Yu looked at Wu Ling with a calm face nervously with both eyes, with a complex expression.
Most of the other officials in the private room were full of disdain and sneered at the corners of their mouths. They seemed to want to see how Wu Ling was severely injured. They had absolute confidence in Fengyinglin's strength and were not worried about Fengyinglin at all. Safety.
Two powerful fist shadows, one up and down, one left and one right, hit Wu Ling. When he was about to reach Wu Ling's chest, two fists suddenly rippled, and one of them hit Wu Ling's chest. Go, the other fist changed its direction, circled an arc and a half, and hit both sides of Wu Ling's waist.
Just now!
Wu Ling suddenly withdrew a step, and before the two fists adjusted their directions, his chest, waist and abdomen suddenly swelled, and his right arm suddenly threw out, pushing out the turbulent waves of the thunderous waves from the palm of his palm.
Shattering! Happiness! Rumble!
The sound of the waves was mixed with thunder, and the waves that were visible to the naked eye suddenly rolled into the wind and shadow forest. There were countless shadows between the two of them. They were blasted by the heavy waves and turned into bright spots of light. .
The first wave smashed all the fist shadows blocking the way, and the remaining power reached Feng Yinglin before gradually stopping.
Feng Yinglin's face changed slightly, but he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the attack was over.
He spread his hands out, planning to use Fengjiaquan's stronger attack method to deal with Wu Ling.
At this moment, the second, more violent wave suddenly hit, and the sound of waves slamming on the shore and thunder filled the entire private room, as if there was a huge wave hitting it, and the sky was thundering.
Everyone in the room changed their expressions when they heard such a loud and weird sound, and they all looked at Wu Ling in horror.
Fengyinglin, standing directly opposite Wuling, had a solemn face, clenched his fists, and wisps of white cold air wafted on his fists. The white cold air was tangled together, and instantly condensed into the size of two fists. ice crystals.
These two fists composed of ice crystals are crystal clear, and there are powerful waves of qi qi inside them.
Realizing Gang Qi, Feng Yinglin actually knew how to add Gang Qi to his fist, so that the Gang Qi condensed into an ice crystal state. He was really an extremely clever genius.
Unfortunately, you met me Wu Ling. Gangqi this thing, hehe, Master used it to bake things in his last life!
Click!
The two huge ice crystals that had just condensed in Fengyinglin were rushed by the second wave, and suddenly split into four pieces. Pieces of substantial ice crystal fragments drew beautiful curves in the air, before they landed. The white spots disappeared.
After the second wave rushed back to Wuling.
The louder sound of smashing waves and thunder came out again, shaking people's eardrums with a faint pain, and the third wave of waves gathered their strength more violently, and blasted towards Fengying Lin fiercely.
With a horrified face, Feng Yinglin was obviously a little flustered. He didn't expect that Wu Ling would only make a single blow, but it formed a continuous triple wave.
Moreover, one wave after another is fierce!
He can choose to retreat, but once he retreats, it means he is afraid of Wu Ling! Therefore, Fengyinglin did not retreat!
Gritting his teeth, Feng Yinglin's face was suddenly pale as paper, and his hands were stretched out flat, but there was no trace of blood in his hands, but a strange pale light appeared in the texture of the palm of his hand.
"Lin'er, don't use Fengyin Gong! You haven't practiced thoroughly yet, besides, you are not proficient in the use of Gang Qi!" When Feng Yingsen saw Feng Yinglin's face pale as paper, he was obviously anxious and hurriedly scolded.
However, he was still a step late.
Feng Yinglin, with a weird look, was lifeless at this moment, without any vitality, and his eyes were cold and ruthless, giving people an illusion of inhumanity.
The pale light escaping from the texture of his palms gave people a feeling of coldness and despair.
Watching the third wave hit, Feng Yinglin suddenly shot, the pale pale light in the palms of both hands gathered into a cold, desperate white light, and rushed up toward the wave.
boom!
A huge sound came from the center of the two of them. The hard floor between the two was affected by this force and shattered into pieces. The ground underneath that the two forces impacted was a little too big. Deep pit.
The corners of Feng Yinglin's mouth were bleeding, and her body involuntarily fluttered backwards, and was caught by Feng Yingsen with quick eyes and quick hands.
"Lin'er, Lin'er, wake up!" Feng Yingsen was shocked, holding Feng Yinglin and cried out.
All the power in Wu Ling's body was exhausted with this blow. At this time, he was also panting and fell to the ground unsupported.
"Ling'er, Ling'er!" Wu Yu also hurriedly walked over. Anxiously grabbed him, and shouted in unison: "How is it? How are you?"
"It's okay, it's just too much effort, and the body collapses. After a day or two of rest, it must be all right." Wu Ling smiled weakly, and said with relief.
"Young Master Ling, are you okay?" The surrounding high-ranking officials rushed to Wu Ling one by one, with an expression of disbelief on their faces, and no one comforted Feng Yinglin, who was already unconscious.
Wu Ling glanced at the officials with slanted eyes, and snorted dullly.
"It's okay, it just ran out of energy all at once." Wu Yu smiled, helping the embarrassing senior officials to clear the siege.
"It's all right, it's all right, Young Master Ling is so diligent, really a genius among geniuses! In this martial arts competition, Young Master Wu Ling will surely win the first place in one fell swoop. The lower officials are here to congratulate Young Master Ling first!" The official who succumbed to Fengyinglin and his son was not angry at all, and laughed negatively, for fear that Wuling and his son would not be able to hear him.
"Lin'er became unconscious and unconscious because of the rash of Fengyin Gong. It has nothing to do with that kid!" Feng Yingsen yelled and said angrily: "When he has practiced Fengyin Gong, I will see you martial arts. How should Ling respond! Go, let's go!"
After that, Feng Yingsen walked outside with the unconscious Feng Yinglin.
"Next time, I will make you lose even worse!" Wu Ling only felt the qi in his body, the recovery speed was amazing, and his heart burst into arrogance, facing Feng Yingsen's back and shouting coldly.