I Changed My Profession To Boxing At The Beginning, And Used My Two Fists To Crush My Fate.

Two swords fighting with two fists!

In the arena.

When people saw that Fang Tianlian could do two things at once and operate two swords at the same time, they were all amazed.

Ye An may lose!

He could probably dodge a sword strike.

Two swords with the same mass and the same speed.

It is difficult for two fists to withstand four hands.

How did he dodge?

Huang Qingmai even smiled and applauded: "Good boy, you are awesome."

The voice was not quiet, and Fang Tianlian heard it clearly.

But he didn't know why, he always felt a little sick.

He didn't think much, he concentrated on it and looked directly at Ye An.

"Even if you can see my sword clearly!"

"But are you fast enough?"

As soon as the voice fell, the two swords slashed with glory!

"bass!"

Fang Tianlian's figure passed a hundred meters in the blink of an eye, seemed to have penetrated Ye An, and stood behind him.

Two cracks nearly a hundred meters wide appeared in the ground!

Ye An's figure is right in the middle of the two lines!

He turned his back to Fang Tianlian.

He glanced down at his arms.

There was a scar as deep as the bone on both forearms, and blood was constantly flowing out of it!

behind.

"Huh." Fang Tianlian held a sword in his hand and shouldered a sword. He took a long breath, turned to look at Ye An, and said lightly: "A little disappointed."

Ye An chuckled lightly and turned to look at him.

Then, he took a deep breath and clenched his fists.

At this moment, the wind from heaven and earth rushed toward his mouth.

Fang Tian narrowed his eyes.

Ye An said calmly: "Ten minutes."

"Huh? What do you mean?" Fang Tian raised his eyebrows slightly.

"If I don't fall within ten minutes, you will be the one who falls."

The words fell.

The battlefield was silent.

The audience was confused and silent.

Fang Tianlian also frowned, not understanding what Ye An meant.

Until the next second!

"Boom!"

There was an earth-shattering bang.

Everyone's pupils suddenly shrank, their eyes frightened.

I saw the ground beneath Ye An's feet suddenly cracking.

His fist power exploded, sweeping in all directions like a wave!

Those eyes that represent dreams are also blooming with colorful rays of light.

The strong wind picked up the blood from Ye An's hands and stained his cheeks and hair.

There was no trace of kindness in his eyes, only indifference.

this moment!

The aura in Ye An's body suddenly doubled, and his black hair danced wildly against the wind.

He pulled off the broken clothes, and the majestic life force surged through his body, and his muscles swelled slightly.

Fang Tian narrowed his eyes and stared in disbelief, but then he smiled ferociously and said, "Extreme state?"

"I like!"

"Come!"

After he shouted loudly, his body suddenly moved out.

The sword light is so sharp that it cuts people's eyes!

But Ye An closed his eyes.

In his ears were the teachings of the Divine Comedy.

The first style, the wind rises.

The core is just nine characters.

“Listen to the wind, feel the wind, become the wind.”

At this moment, the skill rune floating around his talent rune, the word "wind" has been half written.

He had already completed the first stage, so he could easily dodge Fang Tianlian's swift wind sword.

The second phase is also halfway completed!

Originally, he wanted to just keep fighting.

But the other party's dual-purpose, double-sword soaring to the sky was beyond his expectation.

He reacted quickly and could see the opponent's trajectory, but it didn't make sense if he wasn't fast enough.

The extreme state must be turned on!

He must completely understand Feng Qi's technique within 10 minutes!

The sword is coming!

Ye An didn't open his eyes!

it's very windy!

His face looked a little ferocious.

left!

"Wow!"

There was a harsh sonic boom, and the light of the sword passed through his hair!

He only moved three millimeters, just in time to avoid it.

No more.

Because the next sword follows closely behind!

He immediately moved another three millimeters in the opposite direction.

Perfectly dodging the double swords!

"That's fast enough." Fang Tian narrowed his eyes.

The next second!

Ye An stopped evading and took the lead in attacking. He stepped one meter in front of Fang Tian and leaned forward, full of fist power!

"boom!"

The punch dispersed the strong wind, but failed to hit the opponent!

Fang Tian turned into the wind and flashed to Ye An's side, his face a little solemn.

Hua Feng is not invincible!

If his turbulent fist completely hits the wind he transformed into, he will be seriously injured!

These thoughts are fleeting.

Ye An punched again, twisted his body, and hit Fang Tianlian's head straight.

At this moment, his speed was faster than the opponent.

Fang Tianlian was actually a little passive and could only dodge!

Another punch dodged.

But the third punch follows!

After a muffled sound!

Fang Tianlian's face changed slightly.

The strong men on both sides of the stands also frowned.

Ye An's punches were harder than the last!

But in order to increase his speed, he did not pause to accumulate energy.

How did you do it?

The third punch was obviously heavier than the first punch!

Then he took advantage of the victory and fired his fourth punch!

A little more powerful.

Although Fang Tianlian is fighting against China.

But his heartbeat had accelerated, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart.

He always felt that Ye An was going to catch him.

And his fists are getting harder and harder!

If you are hit by him, the consequences will be disastrous!

In the dim arena, the figures of the two people were criss-crossing each other, and the five-hundred-meter-wide loess land seemed to limit their performance.

They appeared on the far left side of the battlefield in the blink of an eye, and then appeared on the far right side a few seconds later. Before anyone could react, they were in the sky again!

At this time, Ye An hit the eighth punch!

People also noticed that he was significantly stronger!

Fang Tianlian had a look of urgency on his face and gritted his teeth to fight back!

The ninth punch hit him in the face!

His face turned cold. He couldn't let Ye An continue to punch, and he had to interrupt his strange increase in power.

So this time he didn't choose to dodge and used his sword forcefully.

The sword slashed Ye An's ribs.

He punched Fang Tian in the face!

Neither of them regressed!

Blood spurted out from Ye An's abdomen.

Fang Tian pinched his nose, eyebrows, and lips and shattered. His face was instantly covered with blood. He flew backwards three hundred meters and cracked the wall at the edge of the battlefield!

"Fuck!" He growled with a ferocious look on his face.

How could there be such a heavy punch!

It was as if he had been hit by a heavy tank equipped with a rocket launcher. At this moment, his vision was still a little blurry, as if his brain had been shaken twice.

But his power increase should be discontinued.

That's worth it!

Just thought of this!

Ye An actually rushed up on the spot, right in front of him, with extremely cold eyes.

Fang Tianlian turned his head in panic, but he couldn't completely avoid it and was punched in the cheek again!

"Boom" sound.

Fang Tianlian flew out sideways!

He cursed in his mind!

Damn it!

Doesn't he feel pain?

The sword in his abdomen is so deep, he doesn't even need to change his breath?

He didn't have time to think too much. Without raising his head, he stood up with difficulty on the floor and turned into the wind to retreat. He picked up a sword and threw it back!

He didn't even look at it, but he knew it with his eyes closed. Ye An was rushing forward again!

This guy is a little crazy.

Fang Tianlian felt a sense of oppression!

really.

Ye An follows him like a shadow, right behind him!

Moreover, he remained calm and his slow vision was steadily opening.

Therefore, Fang Tianlian, who was a little panicked, saw through all his actions.

He didn't punch just now, but rushed upstream the moment he turned into wind, and easily dodged the sword.

Charge up for one second in sports battle!

Five times!

Hit!

"boom!"

Fang Tianlian flew sideways again, his head directly inserted into the dark yellow wall!

Loess is flying.

On the bloody and cold battlefield.

Ye An's figure still did not pause. After punching, he continued to run forward, raising his hand to continue to accumulate strength!