Legend of the Mythological Genes

"What a lunatic! Crazy Wu!" The man in the long robe cried out incessantly, his calmness before was no longer there.

Every time he fights, he can't hurt his opponent, but he feels as if his fists and feet have hit an iron wall and injured himself.

One force will drop ten meetings.

UI.

No matter how exquisite this person's moves were, in the fight with Feng Lin, his speed and strength were at an absolute disadvantage.

Feng Lin gave full play to his advantages, circled around the opponent, and launched an attack like mercury pouring down the ground. It was airtight and the rhythm was suffocating. There was no room for slowing down.

He pulled out afterimages from his body, turning one into ten, and surrounded the man in the robe heavily, unable to escape.

The robed man kept complaining, and felt that he was fighting with ten people alone, and the situation was dangerous.

But he knew that this was an illusion formed by the opponent's too fast and too aggressive offensive.

The moves in the robed man's hands are constantly changing, and the flames are wrapped around his body, like a burning man, which is untouchable.

Feng Lin was not afraid at all, water and fire did not invade, and this little flame could not even hurt the fur.

Although the robed man's moves were incomparably exquisite, he was still no match for the crushing force of hard power, and retreated repeatedly.

The most unbelievable thing for him is that his own flame power has always been invincible, but it has no effect on the opponent, not even burning a hair.

This person is actually immune to the power of fire, what kind of gene is awakened?

He couldn't understand it, even if it was a body-strengthening gene with super defense, he had never heard of it being so powerful.

Unfortunately, he has no time to think about it.

Feng Lin was not afraid of the power of the flames, and he seemed to walk around the opponent, punching the flesh, which was to face the opponent head-on.

That person was very aggrieved, he only felt that his abilities were useless, and there seemed to be only one way to fight this person, and that was...

Reckless!

Chi chi chi.

Between fists and kicks, bursts of cyclones set off in the air.

The two confront each other head-on, fighting each other with moves.

Every time they punched each other, the robed man backed up again and again, unable to bear the huge force of the frontal blow.

The speed and strength are all at a disadvantage.

This is a gap in hard power, and no matter how exquisite the moves are, it cannot make up for it.

The robed man had never encountered such a difficult opponent. He felt that the opponent was like an iron man. Although there were many flaws in his moves, his body was like a copper pea that could not be smashed or broken. All his moves were useless.

He changed his moves one after another, containing countless changes, each move was extremely ingenious, he kept venting his strength, hitting his strength, and counterattacking... Only then was he barely in an unbeatable situation, but he was also completely at a disadvantage.

Feng Lin was also surprised. He had all the advantages, but he still couldn't get the final victory.

He couldn't help being amazed at the opponent's martial arts, he just felt that each of his moves changed so much, it seemed to contain endless changes, as if it contained all the martial arts in the world.

No matter how he moves, the opponent has a way to deal with it.

"Interesting!" Feng Lin became interested, and he was not in a hurry to kill, but confronted the opponent.

Hongquan divided into fixed inches, Taiji moved and blocked, and Xingyi half-step collapsed fist...Feng Lin used various martial arts tricks one after another, which were extremely powerful.

Although the robed man was thin and lacking in strength, he strictly guarded himself in his moves, and his moves were ever-changing. Although he was beaten like a tumbler, he never really fell down.

The more Feng Lin sparred, the more novelty he felt, and he realized the mystery of the opponent's moves. He could see that the opponent used a martial art from the beginning to the end, but the changes were endless.

This seems to be a profound genetic martial arts.

Where can I find such a good test recruiter?

Good man!

Feng Lin immediately looked at this man differently.

Having just become an interstellar cultivator, Feng Lin himself doesn't even know what his real combat power is?

This was the first time he had fought against a monk. The key point was that he was not too strong, so he could make his moves calmly without being afraid of the opponent's counterattack.

Feng Lin sped up the movements of his hands even more, making shots again and again, experimenting with all his moves.

Every time he was blocked by the opponent, Feng Lin could find out the shortcomings of his own moves, improve them, and gradually master them.

The long-robed man also noticed that Feng Lin was testing him, and was extremely annoyed.

As an interstellar cultivator, where is he not superior and highly respected, how has he ever suffered such humiliation?

His face was flushed, his eyes were flushed, and he stared at Feng Lin fiercely, almost getting angry.

Then his eyes really burst into flames!

Whizzing!

Two flames shot straight at Feng Lin's eyes.

Feng Lin closed his eyelids, his face was like jade, the flames rushed to his face, turned into sparks and scattered, and dissipated one after another, but his vision was disturbed, and his movements slowed down.

When he finally found his breath, the man in the robe quickly distanced himself, staring at Feng Lin, and suddenly snorted, "Young man, you don't know what is good or bad. You forced me to do this, don't blame my subordinates for not knowing what to do." Show mercy!"

Clay figurines also have three points of anger!

Being suppressed so miserably by a young man, a junior who practiced, the man in the robe was also extremely annoyed in his heart.

He held one hand empty, and a hurricane gathered in his palm, forming a small hurricane.

In the other hand, flames blazed and heat billowed.

He clasped his hands together, and suddenly shouted, "Hot Wheels!"

The hurricane swirled, the flames burned, and suddenly merged together, and the fire took advantage of the wind to burn more violently, forming a wheel of wind and fire and rolling over.

Feng Lin stood still.

The wind and fire became more and more raging, and the heat wave rolled over, as if it was going to submerge him and burn him into ashes.

"Stop!" Feng Lin just stretched out his hand, his palm was like jade, and slowly pushed it away.

The palm of his hand was submerged in the flames, and Feng Lin's arm shook suddenly.

Inch!

Huge power exploded in an instant, destroying the hot wheel from the inside, turning into sparks and extinguishing it everywhere. Except for the scorched clothes, nothing changed.

"What?" The man was also startled when the inevitable blow was so easily dispelled, and even resorted to moves again and again.

All kinds of flames came from the sky, presenting various shapes, fireballs, fireballs, firebirds... There are all kinds of shapes, and the power is impressive.

It is accompanied by the hurricane, which is extremely sharp, and the wind blade cuts.

This man seems to have awakened two primitive genes, one is fire attribute and the other is wind attribute.

The combination of wind and fire doubles the power.

But Feng Lin just stood there, palms out one after another, and the wind was raging.

No matter what kind of fire it is, under the slap of the palm, it will be extinguished one after another.

Facing the raging fire from the opponent, Feng Lin approached step by step, methodically but unstoppably.

Tai Chi Cannon Fist!

Feng Lin shattered the huge fireball in front of him with a cannon fist. Without changing the momentum of the fist, he hit the opponent directly.

The man in the long robe had no choice but to fight head-to-head.

The two collide.

Feng Lin's body trembled slightly, and he rushed forward again.

The robed man took ten steps back before stopping. He didn't have time to catch his breath, but the attack had already arrived, so he could only bite the bullet and meet it.

The man in the long robe found sadly that his previous resistance was extremely pale and useless, and he seemed to be a living target for the kid in front of him to practice kung fu again.

Why do you say "again"?

It's such a sad story...

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