Chapter 3228

This time, Bai Fansheng's attack was even more peculiar. His two full moon curved blades spun rapidly in the palm of his hand, turning into a round of silver light.

"Arrogance!"

Li Qingbo had just used spiritual power to dispel the numbness in his palms, when he saw Bai Pansheng rushing towards him again, his eyes sharpened.

Clang, another sound of metal interlacing.

This time, the fluctuation of spiritual power between the two of them was even more violent than before, and Bai Fansheng's figure also paused.

I don't know if it was planned in advance, or Bai Fansheng responded on the spot, when the second attack was caught by the opponent.

Bai Pansheng's spiritual power suddenly burst out from under his feet, he raised his arms forward, and at the same time leaned back, kicked Li Qingbo's dantian with his calf swiftly.

Li Qingbo's heart was startled by the sudden movement, and a wave of scattered spiritual power spewed out in front of him.

With the help of this counter-push force, Li Qingbo's figure burst back hundreds of meters, and then he looked at Bai Fansheng with lingering fear.

Melee, he actually chose melee!

Not only Li Qingbo's eyes were filled with astonishment, but even many strong men in the stands showed astonishment.

Melee combat is the foundation of a spiritual person, and everyone has practiced some melee physical skills.

But that was only before the ninth level of cultivation!

Those whose strength exceeds the ninth level, especially those after the Huangling realm, rely mostly on various spiritual skills for offensive and defensive means.

After all, the lethality of spiritual skills is huge, and many of them can distance each other, which can guarantee their own safety to a certain extent.

There are very few people like Bai Fansheng who still use close combat with profound spiritual cultivation. After all, the closer they are to the opponent, the more dangerous they are. Who would choose this kind of attack without any problems?

Everyone understands the truth, but Bai Fansheng's attack undoubtedly proves that this is an effective method.

In close combat, simple spiritual power is poured into the fists and feet, and it hardly takes time. No matter how advanced the spiritual skills are, it always takes a moment to activate the spiritual power.

For masters, a moment, even a moment, is enough to decide many things.

Compared with the two people in the martial arts arena, Bai Fansheng has always used melee attacks, abruptly breaking the disadvantaged situation into a draw.

Before doing it, not many people were optimistic about Bai Fansheng, after all, there was a gap of two small realms between the middle stage of Xuanling and the peak of Xuanling.

In the arena, everyone only saw Bai Fansheng's figure burst up one after another, attacking one after another with the two small weapons in his palm, forcing Li Qingbo to dodge one after another.

There were many times when Bai Fansheng's attack arrived before Li Qingbo's spiritual skills were finished, and Li Qingbo had to interrupt his spiritual skills to defuse the attack in front of him.

For a moment, Bai Fansheng had a slight advantage.

"The methods of the Bai family are amazing." In the stands, a Patriarch of Nanchang sighed.

As a strong Xuanling, he saw the doorway in Bai Fansheng's attacking skills at a glance.

"This junior from the Bai family is so proficient in attacking methods and has scars all over his body. He should have experienced a lot of similar battles." Another old man responded.

That's right, Bai Fansheng's attack method is indeed very skillful, but it is also the most dangerous attack method.

This danger is not to the enemy, but to oneself.

Once the strength gap between the two sides is too large, it will be too late for him to run.

This is a method of only attacking and leaving little room for yourself.

Everyone present understood Bai Fansheng's intentions, but no one envied him, let alone tried it.

Melee?

It is a pity that these Xuanling old men are dying.