Tsk, tsk, tsk … Brother Du is too cool! Yuan Cheng, who was watching from below the stage, was mesmerized. If not for the fact that he was a man, he would have wanted to marry Du Feng. Not to mention the power of his palm technique, just his movements were too cool.
He wore a long white robe with gold embroidered collars and cuffs. Her seemingly fair and tender little hand only needed a light push to push away the other party's ruthless sword thrust. When he attacked, his long hair fluttered even though there was no wind. It was as if he was taking a leisurely stroll. At this moment, the person who was the most infatuated with Du Feng was not Du Feng, but Zi Yingying, who was secretly watching from the back row.
She now completely understood that Du Feng had gone easy on her last time. Not to mention her Wishful Chain Kicks, she could even easily deflect the Mid-Emperor Cold Iron Sword.
"It's over, it's over. We bet on the wrong person. We should trust Third Brother Pi's judgment."
"Yeah, I didn't think that this Du Feng would be so powerful."
The old residents of Star-Moon City loved to gather together and chat. This competition could be said to have provided them with a good opportunity to chat. Previously, these people felt that Mao Zhuangming's ranking was high, so they first bet on him. Another portion saw that Third Brother Pi bet on Du Feng, so they bet on Du Feng. However, after being spurred on by Nangong Le, they once again placed their bets on Mao Zhuangming. In the end, they still bet more money on Mao Zhuangming.
"I don't think so. His palm technique is only suitable for defense. It might not be suitable for offense."
Among them, there were people who raised a different opinion. After all, Du Feng had been defending all this time, not attacking.
"Makes sense. If he keeps defending like this, sooner or later, he will make a mistake."
As soon as these words fell, Mao Zhuangming really changed his move. Previously, he would change his position every time he stabbed, using a dodging method to ensure that he would not be attacked. However, after fighting for a while, he discovered that Du Feng's movement technique was not nimble. He only relied on his strange palm technique to continuously defend.
"Venomous Lizard's Triple Strike!"
The audience felt that something was wrong. They widened their eyes and observed. Mao Zhuangming's figure suddenly disappeared and then reappeared beside Du Feng. Practicing three swords at a close distance would take the same amount of time as one stab. In other words, his blow-down speed instantly increased by three times.
Du Feng had originally been using his left hand to deflect the Cold Iron Sword. Now that his opponent's attacks had suddenly become faster, he should have moved his feet to dodge, or he should have added his right hand to help. But he still stood in the same place, like a roly-poly doll. Her legs did not move, but her upper body swayed like a willow twig. Because the speed of the swaying was too fast, it actually formed an afterimage.
What was going on? He actually knew the Liu Family's Floating Silk Body Skill. Could it be that he was related to the Liu Family? Not only was Mao Zhuangming shocked, but many of the audience were also shocked. She originally thought that Du Feng only practiced palm strength and not body techniques. She didn't expect him to know the famous Floating Silk Body Technique of the Liu Family.
But the problem was that the Liu Family's movement skills were never taught to outsiders. How did he learn it? Looking at how proficient Du Feng was when he used it, it shouldn't be as simple as someone who just learned it.
"Brother, you spoke too early. He knows movement skills."
"We made a mistake. If we had known earlier, we would have bet all our money on him. Wouldn't it be great if we brothers could get rich together?"
The old Star-Moon City resident who said that Du Feng did not know movement skills and might lose was now blushing. He had just boasted about his accurate judgment when he was slapped in the face. If it wasn't because of his encouragement, the villagers might have bet more on Du Feng.
"What do you guys know? Although the Liu Family's movement skills are powerful, their lower body is their fatal weakness."
A foreign martial artist who was not far from them could no longer bear to listen. He had also bet a lot of money on Mao Zhuangming. The Liu Family's Floating Silk Body Technique was powerful because it allowed one's upper body to be extremely agile. It could easily dodge some of the stabbing and hacking attacks. However, if one's legs were nailed there, they would still be attacked.
"Swish! Swish!
Sure enough, when Mao Zhuangming saw that three consecutive thrusts were not effective, he immediately changed to three consecutive sweeps. He slashed horizontally at Du Feng's neck, waist, and knees. Du Feng lowered his head to dodge the first attack, but the second attack was somewhat unreliable. He made a big bend to the back before dodging. But at this time, his body was already leaning back very much. How could he dodge the attack on his knees?
The audience's hearts instantly jumped to their throats. Even Mao Zhuangming himself thought that he would win. As long as both legs were cut off at the knees, no matter how capable the opponent was, he would still be finished. His third move was fierce and fast. It turned into a cold light and swept towards Du Feng's knees. He had to cut off both legs at once. Otherwise, it would be difficult to resolve the hatred in his heart.
"Ah!"
Murong Mansha and Du Yu 'er did not have any reaction, but Zi Yingying was so scared that she could not help but scream. She felt that Du Feng had underestimated his opponent. If he had used both his palms to receive the opponent's sword from the beginning, he would definitely not have lost. But at this moment, his body was already leaning back like that. How could he dodge? It was not easy to have a good impression of a man. It would be a pity if he died like this.
"Quickly look, what kind of movement skill is that."
Just when everyone thought that Du Feng was dead for sure, he had already used his heel as a pointer and his whole body spun in a circle on the ground. The height of his back from the ground was already lower than the level of his knees. Therefore, Mao Zhuangming's third chop also missed.
"Liu Family's ultimate movement skill, how is this possible?"
There were some knowledgeable people among the audience. They could tell that the move that Du Feng used just now was the ultimate secret skill of Liu Family's Floating Silk Movement Skill, Big Spin. His whole body was almost spinning on the ground. He was able to dodge most of the attacks on the legs and take the opportunity to attack the opponent.
That's right, Du Feng was fighting back. After he spun in a circle, his two palms struck out repeatedly like a pile driver. Mao Zhuangming saw that the situation was not good and quickly blocked with his sword.
"Bang, bang, bang …"
My goodness, this series of consecutive palms was really powerful. Mao Zhuangming was hit until he retreated again and again. The Cold Iron Sword was also hit in an arc. If it was not for the sword's good toughness, it would have already been broken. His shoulders were really sore and his arms were numb. He almost let go of the sword.
Mao Zhuangming knew that he could not continue like this. If he took a few more palms, the Cold Iron Sword would be shaken off. At that time, when both palms hit his body, even if he did not die, his bones would be fractured. He found a gap between Du Feng's attacks and secretly turned the Cold Iron Sword 90 degrees. From the flat surface of the sword outwards to the blade outwards.
"Oh no!"
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