Different from other practitioners who usually use weapons, Lian Zhen is particularly fond of using fists.
Indeed, in the early stages, using fists can be said to have too many disadvantages, but as you gradually become stronger and equipped with certain equipment, the strength gap between fists and weapons begins to narrow.
Moreover, when facing some monsters with thick skin and flesh, fists and palms can also use force techniques to penetrate overly tough shells and skins, and directly shatter their internal organs and flesh. This is why he is particularly fond of and likes this aspect.
A blazing fire dragon swooped down from the sky. The dazzling flames covered every corner and instantly engulfed the mighty man. Then a flash of lightning suddenly shot out from the fire dragon, and with wisps of flames on his side, he rushed towards the girl standing in front of him.
????It will happen very quickly. If he stays longer, even if he can resist, it will consume a lot of physical strength and magic power. Loran Hill looked at the rapidly expanding figure in his pupils and evaluated in his heart.
However, there are still some means of attack missing.
????At the moment when Lian Zhen attacked, the girl seemed to move sideways in a still time, lightly stepped to avoid the passing fist, and watched him walk past her.
Then she raised her sleeves again, pointing her palms at the figure in front of her. The air around her suddenly compressed and pressed towards the body wrapped in thunder and fire.
Lian Zhen, who was still turning around, felt the air around him tighten, as if the whole world was collapsing, and a tight and oppressive force came from every part of his body.
What kind of method is this? He was surprised. Although there were monsters that could manipulate air currents and wind, this air compression ability could only deal with small monsters and low-level cultivators at best. It was useless against stronger ones who struggled slightly. It also consumed a huge amount of magic power, making it a very cost-effective skill.
However, this rarely used ability became extremely convenient and powerful when used by the girl opposite. Even with a powerful force like Lian Zhen, he felt a great sense of obstruction, and his speed was several times slower than before. At this moment, his opponent, the girl in light red and white dress, flew up easily and looked down at him from the sky.
There was no fighting now. If it was an ordinary Sequence 8, Lian Zhen was confident that with his lightning speed and thunder fist, he could directly knock it down and subdue it. But now with these layers of atmospheric pressure, his speed was simply unable to catch up with the girl, let alone fight.
????Afterwards, the air current dissipated, the flames and lightning gradually dissipated, and the two stood in the open space in front of the hall again.
"Sorry, it's an unfair victory." Loran Hill was not being polite. Indeed, such a victory probably wouldn't be very satisfying.
"It's nothing. That's how battles are. The outcome is often decided in a matter of seconds. Victory or defeat happens in an instant." Lian Zhen didn't care. He was just sure that the girl in front of him was quite powerful.
When he heard someone talking about visiting before, he didn't quite believe this girl who came alone. After all, the only proof she had was a visiting card, and there was no sign of her having any special strength.
"How about I compete with Senior Brother Lianzhen with swords again?" This time, Loran Hill wanted to try a different approach.
"Oh, Junior Sister Luo Lan can also use a sword?" He became interested again.
"Yes, I know a little." Loran Hill's fingers, which were exposed from his sleeves, turned gently, and the leaves in the mountains floated over and gathered together, constantly piling up, and finally turned into an emerald green wooden sword.
"Then I'll use weapons too." Lian Zhen said as he walked to one side of the square, pulled out a mace that was like a spear, and with a casual turn of his hand, it became powerful and turned into an afterimage.
????Then, the second competition began.
This time, Loranhill did not use magic, but used the emerald wooden sword in his hand to fight the enemy.
Compared to the previous fight, this time the fight between the two finally became exciting. The green sword shadows bloomed like bamboo forests beside Loran Hill, while the stick shadows wielded by Lian Zhen were extremely powerful. During the fight between the two, the green wooden sword in Loran Hill's hand was shattered again and again, but it was reassembled again and again, just like the weeping willows by the river, scattered by the wind and gathered when the wind stopped.
????In this way, after gradually getting used to the opponent's fighting style, Lian Zhen swung the mace faster and faster, until finally every leaf scattered by the wooden sword was torn and shattered, turning it into charred powder and debris.
After an intersection, there was nothing in Loran Hill's hands. She no longer hid anything. A faint golden flame rose in her eyes again. Then spots of light appeared in the air, and golden crystals gathered together. A heavy crescent-shaped knife took shape in her hand.
He held the handle with both hands and held the sword horizontally in front of him. The pale golden blade, like a branding iron, cut through the air, bringing up wisps of flames, and a wave of fire spread out immediately.
Compared to the exploratory fight just now, the two began to get serious this time. Loran Hill no longer dodged, but fought the opponent with real swords and guns.
The brilliant red-orange blade cut through the air, creating waves of boiling air. Wherever the remaining flames of the blade's light passed, even the rocks softened and turned into dark red liquid that flowed down.
The originally white dress turned red in the brilliant firelight, and the hair behind her flew rapidly in the sparks. The two of them fought from the ground to the sky. Lian Zhen was like a demigod incarnated in thunder and lightning, rushing back and forth in the hissing sound of electric current. It was impossible to see his figure clearly, and only the residual electric afterimage on the retina could be seen.
????Two fists like a thousand-refined steel slammed into the red-orange blade that distorted the atmosphere, creating countless tiny spots of scorching light. Through the twisted and boiling air, Loran Hill could only see the face of the man in front of him at the moment of intersection.
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