Phra was no longer the same as before. A Fist Master would become stronger when faced with a strong opponent. They yearned to gain enough pressure in a fight to the death, so as to further improve their martial arts.
The Black Dragon was terrifying.
But it did not make Phra feel fear. Instead, it stimulated the potential in her body, allowing her to condense her fist intent to the best state.
The Black Dragon was too naive. It thought that Chen Feng was alone and could not cause any harm to it. But how could it have guessed that from the beginning, the Black Dragon was Chen Feng's predestined prey?
Chen Feng would not abide by the so-called one-on-one fight. In this world, the winner was the king, and the loser was the bandit. The process was not important, the outcome was the key.
Not only Phra, but the Dark Elf and the Necromancer were also eyeing covetously from the side. Without Chen Feng's order, as summoned beasts, they did not dare to show themselves. Just like how Erwin killed the Shaman just now, they were waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to give the Black Dragon a fatal blow!
"Go and fight to your heart's content. I will protect you from the side. If you are in danger, I will save you." Chen Feng's voice appeared in Phra's mind.
The spirit of martial arts.
Go forward bravely.
Unlike Chen Feng who walked the path of encirclement and killing, Phra walked the path of courage. On her path, even if there were countless enemies, she was not the slightest bit timid. Instead, these enemies were her motivation to move forward.
To be able to fight with a powerhouse who was half a step into the Legendary Rank was undoubtedly a rare opportunity for Phra!
Phra nodded. Wanting to enter the Legendary Rank was not something that could be done overnight. If the Gold Rank was just a foundation, then the Legendary Rank needed to add one's own understanding.
Phra stood in place with her hands spread out on both sides of her body. She looked at the Black Dragon in front of her and took a step back. In the next second, she urged all the muscles and bones in her body to erupt with a fierce and fierce combination of palms, kicks, hammers, hand whips, and other moves.
Every move was incomparably ferocious!
At this moment, Phra's breathing suddenly changed. It was as if a dragon's roar could be heard from within her body. Her breathing was slow and heavy, and her strength was boundless. It was as steady as a mountain and as steady as the earth!
"The stronger I am, the more I can challenge myself in battle. With Master's protection, I can let go of my hesitation and fight Black Dragon fair and square!"
Phra looked at the dragon not far away and seemed to have made a decision!
Fist Masters spent their entire lives honing their martial arts. This group was undoubtedly a group of lunatics. Some Fist Masters even participated in bloody battles in order to pursue higher martial arts.
The Blood War was not between demons and devils.
In the countless years of fighting, there were still some scattered forces. These people, or monsters, had various reasons and reasons. Some participated in the Blood War because they were recruited, some boldly collected each other's treasures to make money from the war, and some were extreme people like the Fist Master. Ordinary battles could no longer satisfy their hearts.
In order to become stronger, they were driven to participate in more terrifying and dangerous battles.
Phra bent her back and bent her legs. Then, she leaped into the sky. In the blink of an eye, she was like a flying star. Piercing through the clouds, she directly arrived in front of the Black Dragon.
"Explode!"
Phra raised her fist. Although this attack was only the size of a soybean in front of the Black Dragon, it did not dare to be too careless.
"Roar!"
The Black Dragon was half a step into the Legend realm. Its five senses were sharp and could sense killing intent. Just as Phra made a move, it felt a trace of uneasiness. It hurriedly waved its dragon claws and swung them at Phra.
When it swung its claws, its body suddenly tensed up and a powerful force and aura burst out. Although they were dozens of meters apart, Chen Feng and the others could still feel an invisible aura of power.
Phra sneered.
"Boom!"
But who would have thought that when Phra saw the Black Dragon's reaction, she advanced instead of retreating. Her speed suddenly increased in midair, so much so that there was a sound of space tearing in the surroundings.
A flame appeared at the tip of Phra's fist.
It was only a weak flame at first, but after a moment, as Phra continued to charge, it completely dispersed. It was like a peacock spreading its tail. It was too much for the eyes to take in.
One punch!
Boom!
Phra seemed to have a weak body, but at this moment, her appearance completely changed. She was like a spirit born from fire. Her hot fist directly landed on the Black Dragon's body.
With one punch, the Black Dragon actually took a step back. Then, Phra continued to charge as if she had endless strength. The afterimages created in the air confused the eyes of the people.
High-speed straight punches produced flames due to the friction with the air. Using the shockwaves and flames formed from the air to cause continuous attacks on the opponent. At this time, the flames produced by the high-speed attacks formed a scene in the air like a peacock spreading its tail.
To the surrounding warriors and ogres, this was destined to be a shocking battle.
This was especially true for Li Linhua. At present, she was already speechless. She had initially believed that Chen Feng was all alone and would be at a disadvantage when facing a dragon. However, things did not go as she had imagined. Instead, things were progressing in a different direction.
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Not only did Chen Feng transform into a terrifying form with wings, but there were also a few more terrifying experts by his side. Whether it was the mysterious cloaked person, the beautiful elf with the bow and arrow, or the young girl in front of her who could fight the Black Dragon, the strength of these people was unimaginable to Li Linhua.
Xing Yong?
Compared to these people, he was not even a worm!
"Roar!"
At this moment, a mournful dragon roar woke Li Linhua up. She hurriedly looked to the side and saw that the majestic Black Dragon was now slightly miserable. Phra's fists were filled with high temperature, and every punch was aimed at its weak points. Its eyes, ears, and wings were all affected.
The Black Dragon was already angry.
It had never endured such humiliation. It clearly had energy countless times stronger than the opponent, but from the beginning, it was at a disadvantage. This feeling of being suppressed made it feel inexplicably angry.
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