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Chapter 572 The Strongest Battle

play a game?
Playing a game naturally does not mean playing a game of mahjong, or karaoke.

That was Wen Yunfeng's challenge to Xia Long.

Before Xia Long came, he actually thought about the final result, maybe he would do it, but he didn't expect to do it.

Judging from Wen Yunfeng's reaction in the past few days after he came back, this guy deserved to be able to bear it, so he wanted to come to the door and tell the truth directly.

It would be really uncomfortable for him not to pierce this layer of window paper.

But he didn't expect that Wen Yunfeng would say something he didn't mind.

Of course Xia Long thought that what this guy said was a lie, but if he really did that, things would be really tricky!

This guy is full of tricks, and he can't defend himself. It doesn't matter if he is alone, but this guy obviously has the support of the group of old people behind the General Tokugawa's mansion, so if he wants to touch Tokugawa Sakura, it is really true One sentence will do!
At that time, the one who regrets is himself.

As a man, putting his own woman in danger was absolutely unbearable for Xia Long.

He didn't know if Wen Yunfeng was specially waiting for his arrival, maybe this guy had some tricks, but since he was here, it was also one of his goals to try it out.

Because Wen Yunfeng didn't have the means to trigger a storm to cause an earthquake in Yanjing, it shows that he still has an illusion in his heart.

Perhaps, he is still buying time!

And it just so happened that this was what Sharon needed.

Both sides need time.

In fact, what Xia Long never expected was that time was the most important reason why Wen Yunfeng didn't activate, but the fundamental reason was that he had met Lin Qiwu.

Lin Qiwu's reputation was simply too loud.

And he couldn't see through Xia Long's side, who else was there.

Although there is only one Lin Qiwu on the surface, but Xia Long's identity is the young master of the Dragon Soul, can he not have a top-secret life-saving means around him?Like the Yamata no Orochi that no one around me knows?
Therefore, this is the reason why Wen Yunfeng didn't get into trouble. Otherwise, when he heard Tokugawa Sakura say that she had become Xia Long's woman, Wen Yunfeng would have done it directly. At that time, Xia Long Long was not in Yanjing yet, so he happened to target his woman.

But Wen Yunfeng dared not, and was unwilling.

He is not willing to be like this, he is delaying time, waiting for an opportunity!
And he hasn't made any movement in the past few days. Of course, he is not sitting at home drinking tea, but is mobilizing all his means to arrange something.

"You want to play with me? Here?"

Xia Long pointed to the side hall and said, "But, this is the Forbidden City. Do you think it can withstand our toss?"

At this time, Wen Yunfeng saw nothing else at all. The people and buildings here were all gone in his eyes. The only thing in his eyes was Xia Long.

"As a master, you should know that such things as fighting spirit are not something that can be said casually. I haven't been so excited for a long, long time!"

Xia Long smiled, and finally confirmed: "Do you really want to do it?"

Wen Yunfeng's aura suddenly changed drastically. His femininity, indifference, and faint air-conditioning all disappeared, followed by a crazy fighting spirit.

Fighting intent is very mysterious, just like aura, it cannot be touched or seen, but it can be felt!

Wen Yunfeng's body was like throwing a match on a gasoline barrel. With a bang, that fighting spirit shot up into the sky, and the invisible breath directly pushed away several waiters and princelings around Wen Yunfeng. , a few guys stumbled and retreated far away, only then turned pale and looked at Wen Yunfeng in panic.

This breath suddenly diffused in the middle of the entire side hall.

Everyone, including Jiang Yuliang and Han Xiang, was dumbfounded.

They looked at Wen Yunfeng blankly, they didn't know what expression they had on their faces.

Wen Yunfeng martial arts?

And still a master?
Such news was simply too shocking for them, it was like the sun rising from the west, and no one could believe their eyes at all.

Among these princelings, I dare not say that they all know the basics, but their generation has basically known each other since they were young. Although they all formed cliques, they still know the basics. When did Wen Yunfeng know martial arts?
There was no way for them to believe this news.

This is so bullshit!
Han Xiang couldn't help but glanced at Jiang Yuliang who was sluggish beside him in horror, and said in a low voice, "Look, is it April Fool's Day today? This guy is actually a master?"

Jiang Yuliang smiled bitterly, and then glanced at the faces of the princelings around him who had changed colors long ago, and the feeling of absurdity in his heart was even worse.

Everyone was horrified, and they retreated unconsciously. They left Xia Long and Wen Yunfeng far away, but they were reluctant to leave. They stood around the side hall where the reception was held. .

After all, they are all princelings, and they are well-informed and courageous, so soon, although the horror on the faces of these young people is still there, they unconsciously began to discuss in a low voice.

"Wen Yunfeng is actually a master?"

"Can't you see it? Look at him like this, what is it if he is not a master?"

"Then you say he or this bumpkin, which one can win?"

"Are you stupid? Of course I hope he wins. If that's the case, we can feel proud again. It's a shame for all of us to be crushed on the head by a bumpkin!"

"Stop talking, let's start!"

As soon as this guy finished saying this, everyone felt that a turbulent gale suddenly rushed towards them, and everyone was cut by the blade-like gale on their faces for an unknown number of times, and they didn't even have time to exclaim , in front of their eyes, suddenly it seemed that a sharp and bright sword edge flashed.

All eyes were attracted by the sword edge.

They looked at the strange scene in front of them, completely dumbfounded.

Xia Long looked at the vision in front of him calmly and indifferently, and suddenly there was an incomparable fighting spirit in his heart. His body flashed suddenly, but he backed up five meters directly. wrapped him up heavily.

Without any thought, he knew that this would be his strongest battle ever.

They have also fought against Pandora before, and they have also fought against the high priest of Shintoism Murakami Wende, but they have no killing intent towards themselves in their hearts, and Wen Yunfeng in front of them is slightly lower than Murakami Wende, but slightly higher than Pandora, especially It was his endless fighting and killing intent towards himself that made the hairs all over Xia Long's body stand on end.

Stimulated by this extremely strong and undisguised fighting and killing intent, he only felt that his blood was boiling.

The guy standing opposite turned into a sword. The flash of light just now was the actual sword light condensed from his true energy.

This sword light is not in Wen Yunfeng's hand, but his whole body, it seems to have turned into a sword, and that unparalleled sharp sword light is even like a firework, directly rushing up like a shooting star into the sky, and then burst open.

For ordinary people, this phenomenon is of course an illusion, but for Xia Long, it is a real thing.

Wen Yunfeng's fierce aura can make ordinary people feel dazzled, so it can be seen how powerful he is!
Everyone came back to their senses in an instant, but when they looked at Wen Yunfeng in horror, Wen Yunfeng didn't feel any different at all!

But looking at it from any direction, Wen Yunfeng felt like a cold, lifeless wooden stake standing in place.

"Sure enough!"

The light in Xia Long's eyes flashed away, and his face was unprecedentedly dignified!
The two stared at each other tightly, and after a long time, Wen Yunfeng sighed: "You are not bad, I still underestimated you. The younger generation in this world, only you are worthy to be my opponent! Bar!"

Wen Yunfeng slowly raised one hand, and held that hand lightly, as if holding a sword in his hand. Although his eyes were cold, Xia Long clearly saw a different feeling. look.

The distance between the two is eight meters away, and in the middle of the eight-meter circle with the two of them as the diameter, the air has completely turned into a series of crazy threads, entangled together, and ruthless with each other. Tearing fiercely, an inaudible sharp whistling sound gradually became louder.

The so-called air machine is this kind of thing.

Momentum cannot be lost. For a master of Sharon's level, losing momentum means losing the battle.

Masters who practice external skills must stick to their moves in their fights, and only when they hit each other can they hit their opponents.

But this is not the case for internal strength masters. Of course, internal strength cultivation also has moves. However, when the internal strength moves reach a certain level, more attention is paid to the qi mechanism rather than the moves themselves.

Internal strength is also divided into stages, just like a master who still needs to use moves to win the most, his true energy will naturally not be very strong.

From simplicity to complexity, from complexity to extreme, and finally from complexity to simplicity.

This is like the grading of western abilities. Of course, the three stages of eastern warriors are just a vague concept.

The stronger the internal skill master is, the simpler his moves are, and he can solve all the troubles with only one move.

Why is it called simplification?

Just don't waste any energy.

When a master of inner strength can simplify things, he is a truly dangerous master.

Undoubtedly, Wen Yunfeng is such a master.

Pei Ruhai, Yu Bo and the others are also masters of the inner family, but they stopped at the peak of extreme complexity, but they couldn't take the step of reducing complexity to simplicity.

The sword comes out, the wind moves!
Wen Yunfeng moved first!

(End of this chapter)