"What a lunatic! Martial Madman! "The long-robed man complained incessantly. He was no longer as calm and collected as before.
Every time they exchanged blows, he couldn't hurt his opponent. Instead, he felt as if his fists and feet had collided with an iron wall, injuring himself.
One man can defeat ten men with great strength.
Among all the martial arts in the world, only speed was unbeatable.
No matter how exquisite this person's moves were, when fighting against Feng Lin, his speed and strength were at an absolute disadvantage.
Feng Lin made full use of his advantage, circling around his opponent and unleashing a torrent of attacks. His attacks were airtight, and his rhythm was suffocating. There was no room for him to catch his breath.
His body left many afterimages as he turned into ten. He surrounded the long-robed man, making it impossible for him to escape.
The long-robed man complained incessantly. He felt as if he was fighting against ten people at once. The situation was extremely dangerous.
However, he knew that this was an illusion formed by his opponent's speed and ferocity.
The long-robed man's moves were constantly changing. His entire body was covered in flames, making him look like a man of fire.
However, Feng Lin wasn't afraid at all. He was impervious to fire and water. These flames wouldn't even be able to harm him.
Although the long-robed man's moves were incomparably exquisite, he was still no match for his opponent's overwhelming strength and was forced to retreat again and again.
What was most unbelievable to him was that his flame power, which had always been successful, was completely useless against his opponent. Not even a strand of his hair was burnt.
This person was actually immune to the power of fire? What gene had he awakened?
He couldn't understand this at all. Even if it was a body-strengthening gene with an extremely strong defense, he had never heard of such a powerful gene before.
Unfortunately, he didn't have much time to think about it.
Feng Lin didn't fear the power of the flames at all. He circled around his opponent, punching out with his fists, clashing head-on with his opponent.
That person was extremely sullen. He felt that his abilities were useless. There seemed to be only one way to fight against this person, and that was …
Rash!
Chi chi chi.
His punches and kicks stirred up cyclones in the air.
The two of them clashed head-on, clashing their techniques and fighting fiercely.
Every time their fists collided, the long-robed man would be forced to retreat again and again. It was difficult for him to withstand the immense power of the head-on attack.
He was at a disadvantage in terms of speed and strength.
This was the difference in raw strength. No matter how exquisite one's moves were, it couldn't make up for it.
The long-robed man had never met such a troublesome opponent before. He felt that the other party was like an iron man. While there were many flaws in his moves, his body was like an indestructible copper pea. All of his moves were completely useless.
He changed his moves one after another, and each move contained countless variations. Every move was ingenious to the extreme. He continuously released his strength, struck back, and counterattacked … Only then did he manage to force himself into a stalemate. However, he was still at a complete disadvantage.
Feng Lin was also puzzled. He had the advantage, but he still couldn't obtain the final victory.
He couldn't help but be amazed by his opponent's martial arts. He felt that every move of his had many variations, as if it contained endless variations, as if it encompassed all the profound principles of martial arts in the world.
No matter how he attacked, his opponent had a way to deal with it.
"Interesting." Feng Lin's interest was piqued. He wasn't in a hurry to deal the killing blow. Instead, he exchanged blows with the other party.
Hong Fist Division Fixed Inch, Taiji Shifting Hammer, Xing Yi Half-step Collapsing Fist … Feng Lin executed all sorts of ultimate moves, all of which contained immense might.
Although the long-robed man was skinny and didn't have enough strength, his moves were extremely flexible. Although he was like a roly-poly doll that was constantly being beaten up, he didn't truly fall.
The more Feng Lin exchanged blows, the more he felt that it was novel. He could sense the profoundness of his opponent's moves. He could tell that his opponent was using the same martial art from the start to the end. It was just that the variations were endless.
This seemed to be a profound genetic martial art.
Where else could he find such a good sparring partner?
What a good guy!
Feng Lin's gaze when he looked at this person instantly changed.
Feng Lin had just become an interstellar cultivator. Even he wasn't clear about his true combat strength.
This was the first time he fought against a cultivator. The key point was that this person wasn't too strong, allowing him to attack calmly. There was no need to fear his opponent's retaliation.
Feng Lin increased the speed of his movements, continuously attacking, testing out all his moves.
Every time he was blocked by his opponent, Feng Lin would discover the flaws in his moves. He would improve on them and gradually gain mastery over them.
That long-robed man also sensed that Feng Lin was using him to test his moves. He was incomparably enraged.
As an interstellar cultivator, no matter where he went, he would be lofty and respected. When had he ever suffered such humiliation before?
His face was flushed, and his eyes were red. He glared at Feng Lin fiercely, almost on the verge of emitting flames.
After that, his eyes really emitted flames!
Swoosh, swoosh!
Two streams of flames shot toward Feng Lin's eyes.
Feng Lin closed his eyes. His face was like jade. When the flames reached his face, they transformed into sparks and dissipated. However, his vision was obstructed, and his movements also slowed down.
It wasn't easy for him to find a chance to catch his breath. The long-robed man hurriedly distanced himself. His eyes stared at Feng Lin as he coldly snorted, "Young man, you don't know what's good for you. You forced me to do this. Don't blame me for not showing mercy! "
Even a clay figurine would have three points of anger!
Being suppressed so miserably by a young man, a junior, the long-robed man was incomparably enraged in his heart.
He clenched one of his hands as a hurricane gathered in his palm, forming a small-scale hurricane.
His other hand was covered in blazing flames as heat waves seethed.
He clasped his hands together and abruptly roared, "Windfire Wheels!"
The hurricane revolved and the flames blazed. They suddenly merged together, borrowing the power of the wind, burning more and more violently, forming a windfire wheel that rolled over.
Feng Lin stood at his original location, not moving.
The power of the windfire grew increasingly tyrannical. The heat waves seethed, wanting to engulf him within, burning him into ashes.
"Stop!" Feng Lin merely stretched out his hand. His palm was like jade as he slowly pushed it out.
His palm entered the flames as Feng Lin's arm abruptly trembled.
One-Inch Force!
The immense force instantly erupted, destroying the windfire wheels from within. They transformed into sparks that scattered everywhere before being extinguished. Other than his clothes being charred, there were no other changes.
"What?" His sure-kill attack was so easily neutralized. The long-robed man was also shocked. He hurriedly unleashed all sorts of attacks.
All sorts of flames broke through the air, taking on different shapes. Fireballs, fire meteors, fire birds … There were all sorts of shapes, and their might was extraordinary.
They were also accompanied by the incomparably sharp wind blades.
This long-robed man seemed to have awakened two primeval genes. One was fire-attributed, while the other was wind-attributed.
Wind and fire merged together, multiplying their might.
However, Feng Lin simply stood at his original location. His palms blasted out consecutively, causing the wind to surge.
No matter what kind of flames they were, they would all be extinguished under the might of his palms.
Facing the surging flames, Feng Lin walked closer step by step, methodically yet unstoppable.
Taiji Cannon Fist!
Feng Lin's cannon fist shattered the gigantic fireball before him. His fist didn't change its stance and continued blasting toward the long-robed man.
The long-robed man was helpless. He could only clash head-on with Feng Lin.
The two of them collided.
Feng Lin's body trembled slightly as he lunged forward again.
The long-robed man retreated ten steps before he managed to stop. He didn't even have time to catch his breath, but Feng Lin's attack had already arrived. He could only brace himself and face it head-on.
The long-robed man discovered to his dismay that his earlier resistance was incomparably weak and useless. It was as though he had become a living target for Feng Lin.
Why did he say 'again'?
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