Zhong Yihan's att.i.tude suddenly annoyed Wei Feng. He didn't know why the other party was confident and dared to fight him with a lowest-level weapon.

Moreover, the other side stood there very casually, without any defensive posture and seemingly without any intention of attacking.

To Wei Feng's feeling, this person is not here to compete, but rather to take a vacation.

Wei Feng was very upset and said, “What do you mean?”

“I don't mean anything. You asked me to take the weapon. I took it out.”

“I think you are dying!”

Wei Feng's iron fan weapon is made of special material, which is not only very strong but also contains a sharp sword in the bone structure of the iron fan.

On the other hand, Zhong Yihan's knife is now not used by Kung Fu learner who has some money.

He stopped talking nonsense and went straight to fight.

Dare to be so arrogant in front of him, he will let the other party see his strength.

Wei Feng came to Zhong Yihan with a big step with a fan and launched a fierce attack on him.

Zhong Yihan did not make any moves but was just avoiding them.

Wei Feng's several attacks were easily dodged by Zhong Yihan. Just as the iron fan flashed across Zhong Yihan's neck, he suddenly unfolded the iron fan and immediately increased the attack area tenfold.

However, even so, Zhong Yihan managed to avoid it.

In the next ten minutes or so, Wei Feng did all he could, but none of them hit Zhong Yihan.

No one expected that the first martial arts compet.i.tion, which should have been more exciting, would turn into a protracted war without anything to watch.

Zhong Yihan never made any moves, which made the audience very depressed.

“We are here to fight, not to run away!”

“Fight quickly, how long do you want to delay!”

“What's the point of wasting time? Anyway, you will lose it in the end! Hurry up and start the next match!”

Wei Feng shot three poison darts from the fan and was escaped again by Zhong Yihan.

When Zhong Yihan heard the cheers from the audience, he was not embarra.s.sed at all. Instead, he quipped: “I heard that you are invincible in the same rank. You have been unable to hit me for so long. Your t.i.tle of invincible at the same level is a little watery.”

Wei's face flushed.

“d.a.m.n b.a.s.t.a.r.d, dare to tease me, since you so jerk, then don't blame me for being ruthless!”

With Wei Feng howling suddenly and violently, the ground on which he stepped actually cracked a big crack directly.

“Haha, Ying Long is dead this time. Wei Feng's real killing move is his leg skill. No one in the same rank can match him!”

“Wei Feng is finally serious, which is interesting.”

Only Wei Feng's legs were thick for two times in a short period of time, which made the figure ratio very strange.

He lowered his body and the whole person was in a charging posture.

Zhong Yihan felt a hint of danger and immediately became alert.

Bam!

Suddenly there was a loud explosion, and Wei Feng broke through the speed of sound in a short time when he pedaled on the ground.

Under the high-speed movement, the normal person's sight can only capture his afterimage.

Zhong Yihan just wanted to deal with it with a small s.h.i.+ft, but suddenly he thought that this would reveal his ident.i.ty, so he could only open the Qi and Blood s.h.i.+eld to the maximum.

He hasn't tried to use his Qi and Blood s.h.i.+eld to take the full blow from the junior martial arts after finis.h.i.+ng retreats. Now he can test the extent of his defense.

Wei Feng made the afterimage by moving left and right quickly. He saw Ying Long standing in the same place without hiding or flas.h.i.+ng, and his heart couldn't help sneering at him.

After he showed all his strength, this person still dares to be so arrogant, which is really overreaching.

Wei Feng moved almost instantly behind Zhong Yihan and then made decisive moves.

Shadowless feet!

Because his legs were too fast, the residual image kicked out was like countless legs. Within a few seconds, he kicked out more than 20 feet in a row, and each foot hit Zhong Yihan's body.

After more than 20 kicks, Wei Feng distanced himself from Zhong Yihan.

Zhong Yihan turned his back to Wei Feng and could not see his expression at all, but the latter was confident of his shadowless foot power, so he waved to the host outside the ring and said, “The compet.i.tion is over. Announce the outcome.”

The host's expression was somewhat strange.

Wei Feng thought he didn't understand what he meant, so he repeated: “I said Ying Long had lost, don't delay the time, announce it quickly.”

The host said: “Ying Long did not fall to the ground. It is impossible to judge that he lost the match.”

Wei Feng chuckled: “No one can stay awake under my shadowless legs. Although Ying Long is still standing, he has actually lost consciousness. If you don't believe me, I'll prove it to you.”

With that, he walked to Zhong Yihan and was about to stretch out his hand to push him down.

Zhong Yihan suddenly turned his head and said bland to Wei Feng, “Are you tickling me?”

Wei Feng was frightened to disgrace and hurriedly pulled open a distance of one meter, kicking Zhong Yihan again with more than 20 feet.

But to his shock, Zhong Yihan let him attack at will and his expression did not change from beginning to end.

After Wei Feng kicked more than 20 feet again, Zhong Yihan scratched his stomach and said, “if I knew you were so weak, I shouldn't have hidden so hard just now.”

“You, who are you? You are definitely not a junior martial artist, otherwise, how can you have nothing at all? My shadowless leg can even be kicked to death by level 4 beast.”

“Really? I don't believe it. I'm afraid what you kicked to death was the rubbish in the level 4 beast. The really powerful level 4 beast is not even my opponent, not to mention your attack like tickling. I have to say that your speed is really at the top level. At first, even I got a fright. Unfortunately, you seem to be completely focused on practicing speed and neglect to improve your attack power. It's a pity. ”

Zhong Yihan sighed, seemingly disappointed by Wei Feng's performance.

Wei Feng's face showed his anger and embarra.s.sment. He seemed to have felt the disdain of the host and other audiences for him. His fans were disappointed with him. Just now he thought that the other side had lost the match but he was wrong.

Although he has always been modest that he is not invincible at the same level, his long-term t.i.tle has made him deeply identify with the word invincible, so that when he faces the situation that he is almost bound to lose at this moment, his first thought is not to admit his shortcomings, but to kill this person.

As long as Ying Long is killed, he is still invincible in the same order.

Zhong Yihan felt the change of momentum of Wei Feng. He chilled expression and looked straight into Wei Feng: “Do you want to kill me?”

A strong momentum swept across Wei Feng's whole body in an instant. The murder he had just raised turned out to be directly taken back by Zhong Yihan's terror.

Wei Feng stood stiffly and let Zhong Yihan walk in front of him.

Just when he thought he was sure to die, Zhong Yihan leaned in his ear and whispered, “I have no interest in winning you. As long as you accompany me to play a play, I can give you the final victory.”

“What play do you play?”

“Of course, it was the battle between you and me. The battle between us only lasted for more than ten minutes, and it would take another two hours to decide the outcome. Do you agree?”