Stop In The Deep Sea

Jing Le also felt the strength of his opponent, so when he came up, he directly turned on the gravity to a hundred times and used his best Bano war dance.

The strong body moves forward close to the ground, with wide open and wide movements, like a cheetah traveling through the jungle.

Within the scope of the [Extremely Heavy Domain], Jing Le is the master of this world.

After the transformation of elastic mithril, the strength, speed, and agility have reached incredible levels, and each move even caused a sonic boom.

Ge Yuanchun responded unhurriedly. He did not confront the hundreds of times of gravity coming from under his feet. Instead, he took advantage of the situation and skillfully converted Jing Le's attack into energy to protect the brain, internal organs and joints of the lower limbs.

Tai Chi emphasizes the embrace of yin and yang, using softness to overcome hardness.

The opponent's ability is really a bit strange. Even though he is already at the peak of the Liao Realm and only one step away from the Huang Realm, he doesn't dare to underestimate the enemy.

Striving for victory in a stable manner is the way to go. On the one hand, you can find Jingle's path through confrontation, and on the other hand, you can also hold back the opponent and buy more time for Wang Xin.

After a while, Ge Yuanchun felt that it was almost done, so he let go.

His body crackled, and his meridians and bones began to shift. The next moment, his whole body floated like a feather.

If there are senior ancient warriors present, they will definitely be able to recognize that this is the long-lost light skill - Yan Feique.

After becoming lighter, his speed suddenly increased, and gravity could no longer restrain him.

Ge Yuanchun sneered, flashed directly behind Jing Le, and then performed the unique skill of Tai Chi.

"Bagua Sixty-Four Palms!"

The terrifying internal energy spurted out like a flood, and each palm contained the natural avenue, forming a black and white shadow in mid-air.

You should know that Wang Xin's Tai Chi Sanshou is just some chapters separated from this set of Bagua Sixty-Four Palms.

Now the master of Tai Chi, who is a serious practitioner of the Eight Classics, is performing the complete technique, and the effect is naturally very different.

Although Jing Le's combat skills were exquisite, Ge Yuanchun's moves were even better.

After dozens of rounds, Jing Le fell into a disadvantage.

She backed away suddenly and pulled out the silver cross that was stuck on the ground.

Since the opponent has a way to break it, there is no point in continuing to release the gravity field. Instead, it will consume physical strength.

"It seems that we have underestimated the ancient warriors too much before."

Jing Le gently pressed the back of his neck again, and the elastic mithril immediately burst out from the crook of his elbow, rushing toward his palm, completely covering the entire cross in an instant.

The original black metal grip was replaced by a trendy blue electronic core, and the green and pink glossy surfaces flashed alternately, giving this weapon a sci-fi feel from the future punk world.

"Lancery!"

When the cross was halfway thrust out, gas suddenly erupted from the end of the grip, like a propeller, allowing the already extremely fast attack to break through the speed barrier again.

Ge Yuanchun just laughed at this. In the face of absolute strength, no matter how exquisite combat skills are, they only increase the viewing pleasure of the battle.

Without the restraint of gravity, he held his breath and concentrated, wielding the sixty-four Bagua palms with all his strength.

The powerful force turned into a wild beast in the air, devouring everything in sight.

The two forces collided and burst out with dazzling light, making the night look like day.

"What a strong internal force!"

Jing Le was knocked back more than ten meters, and his feet dragged two long ravines on the ground. He barely managed to stabilize his body until he hit the wall of the slow water chamber.

Blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, the muscles in the tiger's mouth were torn, and she was shaking constantly while holding the silver cross.

On the other hand, Ge Yuanchun still had his hands on his back, the old god was there, and his breath was as steady as a mountain, as if nothing had happened just now.

His eyes sparkled with the courage to face everything in the world, and the open-mindedness gained through time.

All the mimics around were shocked beyond words. The fight between the two was comparable to a fantasy movie. If someone could film it at this time, it would definitely have a place on the box office list.

"This is too terrifying. To be able to beat Master Jing Le to this point requires at least a third level of strength. When converted into the realm of ancient martial arts, it should be - Liao Realm!"

"I can't believe that such a powerful ancient warrior still exists in the world."

"That palm technique is so powerful, you can't tell how many palms he hit with the naked eye."

In a battle of this level, they can only stand and look at each other. Even if they go to help, they can't do much and can only act as cannon fodder.

Jing Le was unwilling to give in, spat out the blood in his mouth, and wanted to continue attacking.

Ge Yuanchun stopped talking and moved directly in front of her, stretched out his palm and pressed it towards her head.

"Keep someone under your command!"

At this moment, a figure suddenly flashed across the sky.

Immediately afterwards, a red scorpion tail fell from the sky, tens of meters long, picked up Jing Le's collar, and rescued her.

Ge Yuanchun struck the air with one palm and released his strength on the ground. He looked in the direction of the person coming and saw a woman with an unfamiliar face.

The woman was dressed extremely boldly, showing off her perfect figure in a cheongsam. She looked charming and charming, and her every move revealed the temperament of bringing disaster to the country and the people.

She mixed Jing Le with one hand, put away the silver scorpion tail, bowed her head slightly to Ge Yuanchun and said, "Mr. Ge, Jing Le is still a child and is not sensible. If I bump into you, I hope you can be tolerant."

When Jing Le heard this, his face was filled with disbelief. He turned around and asked, "Xu Meng, how do you gain other people's ambition and destroy your own prestige?"

Xu Meng just glanced at her and said coldly: "Shut up!"

When Jing Le heard this, he immediately did not dare to continue talking.

The mimics around him were confused. Logically speaking, Lord Jingle is a third-order sequence mimic. Why are they so afraid of Lord Xu Meng, who only has a second-order alien mimic?

Ge Yuanchun was slightly surprised: "Do you recognize me?"

"I have heard of your name for a long time, the master of Tai Chi of the Northern School."

"Then who are you?"

"My name is Xu Meng, and I work for the Mimicry Alliance. I wonder if Mr. Ge can reward me with a little favor. That's it for today."

Xu Meng revealed her identity in a neither humble nor overbearing manner. She knew very well that everyone was smart, but hiding it would make her look stingy.

Ge Yuanchun glanced at the people she brought with her. They were densely packed and filled the criss-crossing streets. There were at least two thousand people.

With so many mimics, they obviously came prepared.

The other party's meaning is very clear. If you want to fight, I will accompany you. If you want to leave, I won't stop you.

So Ge Yuanchun responded with a smile on his face: "Since Miss Xu is willing to turn hostility into friendship, then if I continue to entangle with her, I will not be happy. Ge takes his leave."

After saying that, Ge Yuanchun jumped onto the ground and disappeared into the night.

Jing Le looked at her leaving back and was furious. He turned around and asked, "Xu Meng, why did you let him go?!"

Xu Meng just said lightly: "I don't know how high the sky is, but I am trying to save you."