Chapter 35 Battle in front of the door

A smile rose from the mouth of the black wind and said nothing more. He turned around and put a hand on the sensor reader on the edge of the door. After the door opened, he strode in without hesitation. Ye Lang only saw a long desk facing the door, and behind the table was a high back chair with its back to the magnetic door.

Waited outside the door for ten minutes, and there was only Ye Lang in the long corridor, with a quiet and strange atmosphere. Ye Lang did not dare to scan around with his consciousness, because Ye Lang did not know how many unfathomable masters there were here. At that time, he would be found by others. Ye Lang was not only as ugly, but also might go to prison. Anyway, this is the core of the base of the Battle Legion. It is directly subordinate to the Martian Federation and is one of the most mysterious and powerful forces in the whole federal army.

The magnetic door finally opened, and he breathed a sigh of relief. Ye Lang was able to enter. Just as he was about to lift it up, an inexplicable pressure suddenly emerged from behind the door and fell on Ye Lang like the top of Mount Tai. The huge pressure, the sudden appearance and the strangeness of changes made Ye Lang unable to adapt for a moment. The inexplicable pressure rises infinitely around. Ye Lang can feel that his mouth and nose are blocked by something, breathing is difficult, his chest is stuffy and wants to vomit blood, and his brain seems to be dizzy as if he is about to lose consciousness.

At the moment of crisis, the power in the body trembled, and a pure power immediately surged out, flowing all over the meridians of the body in an instant. The pressure on his body suddenly relaxed, and his consciousness became clear. At this time, Ye Lang's heart was shocked. What's going on? Who is the person who attacked you? How can I escape from here now? A series of questions appeared in Ye Lang's mind in an instant.

The pressure in vitro has increased, and it seems that he is determined to crush Ye Lang on the spot. The law is ordinary. Ye Lang could only resist, and the true power of his whole body broke out in an all-round way, and a burst of blood burst out crazily, gushing out like waves.

At this time, Ye Lang saw everything in front of him. A well-dressed burly young man stood ten meters in front of Ye Lang's body. At this time, his eyes were flowing with surprise, but then a dazzling light burst out, and there was a crackling sound all over his body.

"Good boy, it's really not easy. Then try to punch me. "Oh!" A thunderous sound came from the young man's mouth.

The young man strode forward rapidly, and the distance of ten meters disappeared in a blink of an eye. When it was more than three meters away from Ye Lang, a fast-spinning fist had come to Ye Lang's eyes.

There was little room for thinking. Looking at Ye Lang's body, the iron fist flying at a high speed in front of him, Ye Lang's body seemed to react instinctively. His body leaned back to make a super difficult iron plate bridge. At the same time, he moved two strangely under his feet, and the young man's punch immediately emptied.

"Good hand, take another punch."

The young man did not give Ye Lang a chance to breathe at all, and one punch came one after another. It's just that this punch doesn't seem to have the momentum of the last punch, but its power is not inferior to it, and it seems to be superior. Ye Lang, who had just stood up, was immediately shrouded in the fists in front of him, making it impossible for a moment to tell which one was real and which one was virtual. Dare not neglect, his body retreated rapidly, and at the same time, his heart moved, and the power in his body trembled again, and the invisible fluctuations were diffused around it as the core. The divine thought immediately started, and a ray of silver light flashed away from Ye Lang's eyes, and the shadow of the young man's fist was immediately seen by Ye Lang. Don't miss the opportunity. Ye Lang shouted deeply and stood in place with his right foot as his support. He used the right brick 360 degrees of his inertial body, and his right fist followed the situation.

Ye Lang's right fist accurately hit the young man's fist in the young man's surprised eyes with unbelievably accuracy.

With a muffled sound, the two fists touched each other, and Ye Lang continuously pounded the true power in his body into the meridians of the youth from the joint of his fists without pity. At the same time, a thick Zhenyuan power came from the young man's fist. The Zhenyuan power was broad and pure, with a kind of upright momentum. As soon as Ye Lang's Yuanli hit it, it immediately disappeared.

There was an incredible expression in Ye Lang's eyes, and he only felt that the power was like a mud cow entering the sea in the body of the young man who looked less than 30 years old in front of him, and the other party's strange energy, which was much stronger than his true power, entered his body, crossed in the meridians. Rushing straight into the no man's land, Ye Lang's heart moved, knowing that he would never support him for a long time if it went on like this. The other party's strange energy was solid, tenacious, capricious, and seemed endless.

Ye Lang gritted his teeth, and a silver light flashed in his fist, "Touch!" With a shock, the young man and Ye Lang's fists immediately separated.

Ye Lang retreated a few steps and then bullied him again, but this time he did not dare to use his moves. He did not come into contact with the young man's fists at all, and used a set of broad and profound boxing techniques to deal with the young people. The young man was also shocked by Ye Lang's true qi and retreated two steps. Seeing Ye Lang again, the young man's mind immediately put out and completely covered his more than ten meters of radius. At the same time, Ye Lang's figure appeared in the young man's mind, and even the direction of Yuanli in Ye Lang's body's meridians was clearly felt by the youth. At the same time, the young man also used a strange body to swim around in the palm of Ye Lang's fist, and his body can always be turned in an incredible way to force him away.

After a while, Ye Lang's body was hit three times and 11 feet by the young man. After all, Ye Lang had hardly practiced any formal martial arts before. Even this set of boxing was inadvertently practiced, and he was not proficient at all. It was normal to be beaten passively.

After another moment, Ye Lang's body was hit with two punches and three legs again. Five huge strands of true qi entered all parts of the body like a torrent along Ye Lang's meridians, but then was dispersed by the power in Ye Lang's body and then melted. But Ye Lang is also uncomfortable. Every time the Yuanli enters Ye Lang's meridians, he will suffer a pain.

You can't be beaten like this anymore, Ye Lang thought. Yuanli kept running rapidly in his body, and Ye Lang's mind also began to echo the martial arts memory of the predecessor of Jiannu. Yuanli kept running rapidly in his body, and at the same time, he kept practicing the strange boxing skills of the young man who was sensing in Ye Lang.

The true power in the body suddenly changed its previous route and operated slowly in the meridians of Ye Lang's body in a special way, as if it was pulled by an inexplicable force. At the same time, Ye Lang's body suddenly broke away from the operation mode of the Yue Lingjing, and his body avoided the young man's fists and feet with a strange pace that seemed to be slow and real disease, and he could still make a few moves.

Ye Lang suddenly realized that what Ye Lang was walking under his feet was the footwork used by the sword slave on the battlefield. Ye Lang couldn't help but be surprised, but he didn't expect to understand this peerless martial arts again under such circumstances. At this moment, Ye Lang suddenly forgot his crisis, the purpose of this, and what he would face in the future. All he had in mind was the joy of understanding martial arts, and at the same time, he constantly showed the footwork he had learned in the war, completely treating the young man as his training partner. As time went by, the more excited Ye Lang's external image began to slowly change a little.

The young man is now more and more frightened. The opponent who has just been beaten seems to have suddenly changed. He is more proficient in his moves, and the pace of his moves is becoming more and more mysterious. The other party's body is obviously not fast and he can see clearly, but he can't accurately grasp every move of him. Every move of the opponent's teenager seems to have a feeling of extreme familiarity, but it is often unexpected, and he can always break his moves in incredible places. The more the young man fought, the more annoyed he became, because he gradually began to feel a feeling of powerlessness, and there was no place to vent his strength. He knew that he could not take out the bottom of the box.......

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