Tiefeng is not only strong, but also has a loud voice. At this time, the quarrel here has attracted the attention of many people in the dining hall. A group of people look at each other and talk about it.

    "Tiefeng is a natural brute force and a master of the five levels of quenching body environment. Yang Xuan will lose without doubt."

    "It''s too early to decide whether to win or lose. You forgot Yang Xuan, but you climbed the gravity tower." OK, OK, OK, I thought someone was bragging about you. I didn''t expect you to have the strength to fight with me. "

    Iron Feng calmly fought with open and close moves, like an indefatigable beast. A pair of iron fists were just fierce and overbearing, and attacked madly. They even resisted Yang Xuan''s stormy attack.

    At this moment, the two people come and go, close combat, very violent, a fierce force burst out, the wind was strong, the dust was flying, and those who were too close couldn''t help retreating.

    "It''s terrible to be able to draw with Tiefeng!"

    Many people were shocked by Yang Xuan''s strength here. They found that Yang Xuan was really different and was no longer the waste that everyone could humiliate in the past.

    Bang!

    There was another muffled sound. Tiefeng hit him with his right fist, but he was caught by Yang Xuan''s five fingers.

    "Huh?"

    He looked surprised and understood that Yang Xuangang was clumsy and that his real strength was no weaker than him.

    In particular, the flesh is not like flesh and blood. It is extremely strong, even stronger than him.

    He was quite shocked, but he didn''t have time to think too much.

    Seeing that his right fist was caught, he raised his left fist and hit Yang Xuan''s temple.

    The punch was fast and cruel. If he didn''t die, he would have to become an idiot. Yang Xuan had to let go and retreat quickly.

    He was retreating, but Tiefeng bullied him and blew out his fists at the same time.

    "Snake step!"

    After a long battle, Yang Xuan no longer kept his feet, stepped on strange footwork, shook his body, avoided a roaring fist, then swam around the iron peak and made a fierce attack with a pair of fists and hair.

    "What kind of footwork is this!"

    Tiefeng was shocked and could only defend with his fist.

    With a series of violent collisions, he was completely passive and beaten.

    Because he couldn''t keep up with Yang Xuan''s speed, Yang Xuan was like a poisonous snake. If he moved, he could avoid his attack and launch a fierce counterattack.

    "What a fast speed!"

    Many of the outside disciples were also surprised. They didn''t expect Yang Xuan''s speed to be so terrible.

    But to their surprise, Yang Xuan now uses his footwork.

    They felt very strange to this kind of footwork. They didn''t know where Yang Xuan learned it.

    ……

    The so-called long-term defense must be lost. Tiefeng defended for a long time. His body was inevitably attacked by Yang Xuan, and one punch even hit him directly in the face.

    He got a heavy punch in the face, he was stunned on the spot, and then he got several punches in the chest.

    A terrible force surged in. Rao was strong in flesh. He was shocked and vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, and his face turned pale.

    "Damn it, don''t jump around like a monkey?"

    After several punches in a row, Tiefeng wanted to vomit blood. It was not that he was not as powerful as others, but that Yang Xuan''s snake step was too strange. He couldn''t hit anyone at all.

    "It''s a joke. There''s not much difference between you and me. If you are hard and broad, you will only lose both sides. I''m not so stupid."

    Yang Xuan laughed, not ashamed but proud. Like a poisonous snake preying on prey in the jungle, he suddenly jumped up and came behind Tiefeng and punched him on his vest.

    Poof!

    Tiefeng was struck by lightning, his mouth was bleeding wildly, and his body stumbled out a long way before he stood firm.

    But he steadied himself and attacked again with a fist.

    "Spell it!"

    Tiefeng was very ferocious this time. He fought with both sides and punched Yang Xuan in the head.

    "Worthy of being a genius outside!"

    Yang Xuan secretly sighed that he could only change his moves temporarily and raise his arms to resist.

    Bang!

    A huge force of more than a kilo came. He just felt that his right arm was about to break, and his body couldn''t stop falling back.

    After retreating more than ten steps in a row, he was able to stabilize himself.

    "Brother Yang, be careful!" at this moment, Fang Qingxue''s exclamation sounded from the surrounding crowd.

    When Yang Xuan looked up, he saw that Tiefeng was like a raging mad cow. He was murderous and rushed frantically towards himself.

    "So fast!"

    Yang Xuan''s eyelids jumped slightly. He didn''t expect that Tiefeng could burst out such a terrible speed under the stimulation of anger, which was comparable to him who used the snake step.

    It''s too fast!

    He had no time to dodge and had to punch.

    "My strength is unmatched. You can''t stop it."

    The iron peak looks like a crazy tiger. It is a muscle grave, and it is also a fist.

    This fist was extremely terrible. At the moment of detonation, the power was like a volcanic eruption, all of which exploded on the fist.