The strength of Du Feng's shaking was very strong. Even if there were really two snakes wrapped around his arms, they would fall off in an instant.
But the yellow dressed female martial artist's arms were obviously more powerful than two real snakes. Moreover, her arms did not really know how to turn, but it was a kind of sticking technique. Her fingers, palms, wrists, and forearms were all stuck to Du Feng's arms. You advance, I retreat, you retreat, I advance, I can't get rid of her.
Du Feng was not used to this kind of Soft Palm, so he had to constantly use his footwork to balance himself. Every time the other party threw out a palm, he needed to quickly twist his body and use his arms at the same time to avoid it. If he only used his arms to parry, he would definitely be hit in the chest.
Because Du Feng's arms were like two iron rods, strong and powerful, but the other party's arms were like two whips. This was the so-called subduing strength with softness.
"That Du Feng is twisting here and there, what does he look like?"
"Yeah, why is he entangled with a woman."
Previously, when Du Feng and the yellow dressed female martial artist were dancing and painting, the male audience was about to die of anger, but the female audience had been supporting him. Because he was handsome, and his dancing and painting were very elegant and good-looking. This time was different, he was twisting there, and it was indeed somewhat inappropriate.
Actually, Du Feng did not want to be like this, but the two of them were competing in palm techniques, and he was lacking in palm techniques. The previous set of palm techniques was practiced in the Lower Realm, and he basically did not learn any palm techniques in the Heaven Realm. He knew the Canyang Finger Technique, but it was used for long-range attacks.
Now that their arms were entangled, it could be said that they were fighting at a very close distance, skin to skin.
Du Feng also had some fist and leg techniques. His strength was great, his punches were fast, and his legs were long. These were originally advantages. But after being entangled by the yellow dressed female martial artist's Soft Palm, he lost all these advantages. No matter how strong you are, when an iron fist comes over, it hits cotton.
Not far. How long and how fast your legs are. I control your center of gravity so that you can't lift your legs.
Du Feng was actually quite depressed, but now was not the time to vent his emotions. He had to calm down. The angrier he was, the calmer he should be. Always remember the saying, impulse is the devil.
At this moment, if he were to let his temper run wild, he would definitely be hit by the yellow-dressed female martial artist's Soft Palm. Because his opponent's hands were already close to his body, there was almost no distance for him to exert force. If he missed even one move, the palm force would immediately penetrate his chest.
Du Feng's body had been tempered, and so had his internal organs. He could even use the golden scales to protect himself. Even if a knife were to stab him, he would not be afraid.
But this time, it was different. The yellow-dressed female martial artist did not need to stab him with a saber, but Du Feng did not dare to take a palm strike easily. This was because even his golden scales couldn't block the penetrative power of the attack. His internal organs had been tempered, but they had not been tempered to the level of invulnerability. Moreover, the Invulnerability Vajra Body was also afraid of this kind of soft power.
This was because the harder something was, the more brittle it was. Once it exceeded its endurance, it would immediately fall apart.
Fortunately, Du Feng's movements were agile, his physical fitness was good, and his reflexes were fast. Although his twisting was a little unsightly, he was barely able to cut off the palm force of the yellow-dressed female martial artist. At the same time, he was constantly looking for opportunities to escape. However, after many attempts, he still couldn't pull his arms out. The more force he used to pull out, the tighter the other party followed.
At present, Du Feng could only gradually adapt to this soft power. He also tried to relax his body and use this soft power to fight against the yellow-dressed female martial artist.
This match between the two of them had been fighting for more than an hour without an end. The audience below the stage was getting anxious, and there was a lot of noise.
But as time passed, Du Feng became calmer and calmer. He gradually found some tricks and discovered some of the shortcomings of his body. For example, the range of movement of the shoulder joints was not big enough. For example, the forearm muscles always liked to tighten when colliding with each other. For example, although his palm force was strong, the penetration power was not good.
To be honest, the strength, speed, and resistance of the yellow-dressed female martial artist were as good as Du Feng in all aspects, including nerve reaction speed, comprehension ability, and so on. But she was very good and familiar with the soft palm, and Du Feng was completely restrained.
However, she didn't seem to be in a hurry to kill, and kept fighting with the opponent like this. As the fight went on, it turned from a fight to a teaching. Du Feng kept learning and summarizing through testing his strength and actual combat. He began to try to change the angle of his attack, and also used soft power to fight against the yellow-dressed female martial artist.
His physical fitness was good. Once he mastered the soft power technique, he didn't need to twist anymore. Both of them stood there, and their bodies were naturally relaxed. Two long arms and two short arms were intertwined with each other, like a chef making ramen.
Du Feng felt that the strength in his body was getting smoother and smoother. Finally, he couldn't help but shake violently. He saw that the yellow-dressed female martial artist could no longer entangle his arms and was thrown out.
The yellow-dressed female martial artist didn't insist on staying in the ring. Instead, she flew directly out of the ring and landed firmly on the ground. She was out of the range of the ring. Naturally, it was Du Feng's victory.
"Your sword!"
Before, the two swords flew into the air and then fell down on the ring. Because the battle was more intense, there was no time to pick it up. Now that Du Feng won, he picked up the woman's sword from the ring and threw it down.
"Thank you!"
The yellow-dressed female martial artist reached out to catch her sword and then put it into her storage hairpin. Everyone noticed that she didn't use a storage bracelet or a storage ring. The hairpin she wore turned out to be a space treasure.
"Yo, yo, yo, Brother Du, you're having a good time."
Seeing Du Feng coming down from the ring, Fu Xi hurriedly went up to him. The words that came out of his mouth always carried a sour taste.
"I fought for a long time. I won't delay the other contestants, will I?"
Du Feng still pretended to be a person who had nothing to do and deliberately changed the topic. In fact, he knew very well that the yellow-dressed female martial artist was here to help him, or to correct some of his shortcomings and make up for his shortcomings. Because of these shortcomings, it was very likely that he would lose to others later.
"Don't be afraid of delay. You're already a live-in son-in-law. What's there to be afraid of?"
Fu Xi's words were still sour, but what he said was also somewhat reasonable.
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