Chapter 404

Anyway, he must win today!

He wants to study in Jinglin college. He wants to get the Xiuling sword. He wants to become stronger and protect his mother!

"Don't talk nonsense. Are you ready? I'm impatient to wait." Wu Yichen's natural and unrestrained actions have been put for a long time, but he can't help being impatient to see that the steamed stuffed bun is not ready to start.

He couldn't wait to trample on the man with higher talent and strength than himself.

Little steamed stuffed bun settled mubai. He took a few steps forward. There was no fancy action. He just stood opposite Wu Yichen and looked at him.

Dad said that when fighting with others, you should avoid being impetuous. If you can hook the other party's emotions, it will also be a great help to yourself.

Now... Obviously, Wu Yichen has begun to be a little confused.

"Come on." the little steamed stuffed bun learned Wu Yichen's appearance and hooked his fingers. Wu Yichen's eyes were sharp. The whole person was like a light. In an instant, only the residual shadow was left, and there was a strong yellow power in his palm!

Everyone was shocked. If this palm hit the steamed stuffed bun, even if he didn't die, he would break two meridians!

"Haw haw..." Mu Baiji's glasses turned red and was ready to join the battlefield at any time.

In the next moment, the steamed stuffed bun dodged faster, and Wu Yichen rushed into the air.

Wu Yichen was stunned. Obviously, he didn't expect that he would avoid his attack. Then he quickly hit in the current direction of xiaobaozi.

The little steamed stuffed bun was flexible, but he didn't have enough strength. He bit his teeth, continued to avoid, and tried to sneak behind Wu Yichen to attack him.

However, Wu Yichen was the strength of Huang Jie after all, and he was born in the family of generals, and his combat experience was not in vain. For a while, the little steamed stuffed bun had no chance at all. He couldn't find any flaws, so he had to avoid hard.

After a fight, 18 moves have passed. In the face of Wu Yichen's persistent and cruel attack, fengziyan is obviously tired.

Wu Yichen is no better than him. He is not only physically tired, his spiritual power is about to dry up, but also his patience is not worn out. Haikou, who defeated fengziyan within the ten moves he boasted before he started playing, is now like a slap in the face.

"Feng Ziyan! Do you want to face? What kind of war is it when you keep avoiding?!" Wu Yichen almost collapsed and scolded.

The steamed stuffed bun glanced. "Who stipulates that you can't avoid fighting? If you can't avoid it, stand there and let me fight!"

In a word, Wu Yichen almost vomited blood.

"You... You wait for me!" he said, more vigorous and fiercer.

What little steamed stuffed bun wants is this effect. While conditioning his breath, he continues to arouse Wu Yichen's anger. "I said whether you can do it or not. It's the twentieth move. You haven't defeated me yet. Everyone heard it before. You want to defeat me within ten moves!"

"Don't talk nonsense. Don't be complacent!"

"It seems that you can't do it. Do you want to have a half-time break? I'll let you supplement your strength first so that you won't lose to me later. I won't want to repair the Lingjian." the little steamed stuffed bun said persistently.