"Elder Chu, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense.
It's not up to you to say whether Fan Wei has used other martial arts indiscriminately."
Yu Yide frowned and immediately retorted, "Fan Wei passed me just now when he made a move.
Make sure, it is indeed the move of the Wuxiang Mizong Fist.
If you don't believe it, it is very simple to get evidence.
You can take a look at a copy of the Wuxiang Mizong Fist to see if the move he just used is one of the moves.
A move called the Wuxiang Confused Tracking Step" Hearing what Yu Yide said, Chu Yuzhu was still a little disbelieving and said to the elders behind him, "Anyone of you who has practiced Wuxiang Mizong Fist, please tell me whether what Fan Wei just used was Wuxiang Mizong Fist."
"Moves" Chu Yuzhu's inquiry made the other elders fall into thinking, and soon one of the elders hesitated and said, "Elder Chu, when I was young, because I admired the ancestors of the Yu family, I consciously understood Wuxiang Enchantment.
Zong Quan's boxing rules and memorized them by heart, always thinking of deciphering them.
I remember the secret very clearly.
The move Fan Wei used just now is indeed called the Wuxiang Confused Trace Step, which is an evasive move in the boxing manual.
However, the feeling I used and the feeling Fan Wei used are very different.
Even though I have traveled thousands of miles, I always feel like something is wrong, but this is the trick that is really practical.”
Seeing that other elders also agreed that Fan Wei had indeed used the Wuxiang Mizong Fist, Chu Yuzhu had nothing to say anymore and said with his chest heaving angrily, "Huh, this brat looks like he really has two skills." , But so what, Yu Yuehuan is not so easy to be defeated, Luo Han Tan’s leg skills are not so easy to deal with."
Sure enough, as soon as Chu Yuzhu finished speaking, Yu Yuehuan, who fell on the ring, covered her nose and stood up again before the referee came forward to count down.
However, it can be clearly seen that the bridge of Chu Yuzhu's nose is obviously seriously injured, and the nose is bleeding all over the ground, making it look very bloody.
At this time, the referee took the initiative to hand over a hemostatic spray and wipe it with gauze, and finally the nosebleed was stopped.
Different from not paying attention to Fan Wei at the beginning, Yu Yuehuan's face was already full of vigilance and caution.
He still hadn't figured out how to dodge Fan Wei's roundhouse kick just now.
You know, when both parties are so fast to dodge at the same time, there is only one possibility, and that is that Fan Wei's movements are faster than his roundhouse kick.
Even faster than Arhat Tan's leg skills, Yu Yuehuan shuddered just thinking about it.
Kicks have always been famous for their speed.
In martial arts, the only thing that is fast is unbreakable.
But once the opponent is faster than him, this problem becomes really serious.
However, this is just a move, maybe just a fluke, and it does not mean that the martial arts used by Fan Wei can be completely faster than his Luohan Tan Kung Fu.
But no matter what, Yu Yuehuan never dared to underestimate Fan Wei's Wuxiang Fist.
He is still wondering, if the Wuxiang Mizong Fist is really so powerful, then why do so many people in the Tianyu family call this boxing manual rubbish?
"Yu Yuehuan, do you want to continue?"
Fan Wei glanced at Yu Yuehuan, who had already stuffed his nostrils with paper, and said calmly, "You are no match for me.
Give up as soon as possible, and you will be less hurt.
If you hand Before you were injured, you could still play with me, but now, I don’t think you pose any threat to me at all.”
"What are you talking about?
What a loud tone."
Yu Yuehuan didn't expect Fan Wei to say such arrogant words, and she couldn't help but get angry.
Indeed, the one he was least optimistic about among these players was Fan Wei, who advanced with a bye.
Choosing Wuxiang Mizongquan meant that Fan Wei had no threat at all.
But now, not only was he knocked to the ground by Fan Wei, The huge gap caused by his words made Yu Yuehuan so angry that she even started to tremble all over.
What he wants to do most now is to step on Fan Wei and give him a good massage.
"Okay, you think I'm not your opponent, right?
Then I'll show you what the real Arhat Tan Kung Fu is." " Before Fan Wei could react, Yu Yuehuan shouted loudly and rushed towards him.
This time, his speed was many times faster than before.
His figure became faster and faster, and became more and more blurry. , until the whole person disappeared completely.
The onlookers in the audience screamed in surprise, and even a fool could see that Yu Yuehuan had used a special trick.
In fact, such a scene had already appeared in today's competition.
Fan Wei knew very well that in the first round of the competition, Yu Yuehuan used this unique trick to directly defeat Zhao Youting.
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Perhaps to other people, Yu Yuehuan's speed had made him disappear from sight, but in Fan Wei's eyes, Yu Yuehuan was still moving, but he was moving very quickly, so fast that the naked eye could not keep up.
But no matter what, as long as he doesn't really disappear, he will definitely reveal his true form.
After all, such high-speed movement requires a lot of physical strength.
Yu Yuehuan estimates that his physical energy will be exhausted in less than ten seconds, so he There is no doubt that they will attack Fan Wei very quickly.
Facing the empty arena in front of him, Fan Wei stood quietly.
No one knew where Yu Yuehuan had gone, but Fan Wei knew that at this moment, Yu Yuehuan had arrived on the right side of his body and was approaching him quickly.
"If this move were used by others, there would undoubtedly be no ability to parry it, but for me, Fan Wei, your move has no use at all.
Let me crack it and reveal your true colors.
Today, I will Let you see what the real Phaseless Lost Fist is."
Fan Wei shouted loudly, his eyes instantly fixed on the right side of his body, and his hands instantly moved.
"There is no trace, there is no trace."
Fan Wei's fists with both hands were getting faster and faster, and soon only the afterimages were left.
At this moment, his hands were already like Yu Yuehuan, so fast that they could not be seen with the naked eye.
There was no trace at all.
As soon as Fan Wei shouted out Wu Xiang Mi Xing, his high-speed fist struck hard to the right, just in time to collide with Yu Yue Huan.
The incoming bodies were about to collide with each other.
Yu Yuehuan looked shocked, and hurriedly launched a move, flying kicks towards Fan Wei.
Unfortunately, his flying kicks were directly hit by Fan Wei's punches at the same speed, and Yu Yuehuan attacked them one by one.
After more than a dozen flying kicks were all repulsed, he had finished all his moves.
His whole body was wide open and he no longer had any ability to resist.
Fan Wei's Mizong Quan is now flexible and fast, and his boxing method is easier to control and faster than his kicking method.
When he saw that Yu Yuehuan had no defensive measures due to his injury, he suddenly shouted loudly, exerted all his strength and right fist, and aimed at Touching the opponent's abdomen, he rushed straight away: