Speaking of which, Ling An's folding fist is derived from Ye Zixu, but it is hard to say who is stronger and who is weaker now.

They stepped on the gust and lost their weapons. The two did not fight head-on as before, but kept at a certain distance.

"What kind of footwork is this? It feels a bit like a butterfly step, but there is a difference."

At this moment, other soldiers had already arrived at the training ground. Looking at the figures of the two people wandering in the field, they couldn't help but feel a little confused.

In fact, it was not the first time that Ling An and Ye Zixu used Youbu in front of everyone, but they were in the tense battles of virtual training before. Except for Luo Wen, Xiang Qingsong and other people who were close to each other, no one noticed it.

"This is a gust step, which is a more advanced combat skill footwork than the butterfly step. The butterfly step is just a simplified version of the gust step." said the bearded man. He also retreated from the battlefield and then served on the Asian account. He was well-informed and recognized this combat skill footwork.

Everyone said oh, thinking about letting Ling An and Ye Zixu teach them Youbu after they got up.

In fact, it is not that Ling An and the others don’t want to teach, but that Youbu itself is not difficult. Many new recruits have only appreciated the basics of Butterfly Steps, and it is difficult to achieve any results when learning Youbu. Moreover, Ling An and the others do not have so much energy to teach, and they have only taught them to a few people including Luo Wen, Xiang Qingsong, Huaji, etc.

On the field, the two began to attack.

The same level of strength, the same folding fist, and even Ling An and Ye Zixu predicted the direction of the other party's attack. No matter how the two of them fought, they were anxious.

He punched again, and Ling An slid his foot and avoided Ye Zixu's right hook.

The only difference between the two is their combat consciousness. Ling An did not understand why Ye Zixu had such a strong combat consciousness. It was this difference that made him gradually fall into a disadvantage and even enter the rhythm controlled by Ye Zixu.

At this moment, Ye Zixu's attack changed.

"Always use the folding force, try something else this time?"

Ling An was shocked and was about to retreat, but he saw Ye Zixu transforming his fist into a claw and grabbing his arm from the side.

This is, soft skills?!

Ling An was shocked and gritted his teeth and simply shook his body, trying to throw Ye Zixu out of this state.

But this opportunity was consciously laid the foundation for Ye Zixu, so how could Ling An easily break it?

Dong!

Ling An rose into the air without any surprise, and immediately, under the influence of great force, he fell to the ground violently, unable to recover for a while.

But Ling An was stunned for a moment, his spirit stimulated his body, but at this moment he was already thrown by Ye Zixu and lying on his back on the ground, with one elbow falling down like a meteor, and rushed straight to Ling An's chest.

Bang!

"Stop it!" Xiang Qingsong and Hua Ji exclaimed.

Ling An looked at Ye Zixu's elbow, wrapped in armor, and sweated coldly. If it were a little later, his arms could not be raised and crossed to resist, and he would be hit directly in his chest, and he would probably lose his combat effectiveness.

He suddenly raised his foot and kicked Ye Zixu. Although he was blocked by him, Ling An successfully distanced him with the help of the recoil force.

"Old Ye, are you planning to kill me?" Ling An stood up and smiled bitterly. He had not recovered yet at the moment when the back fell just now.

Ye Zixu's face was as normal,

"I'm sure you can block it."

Ling An curled his lips and put on a good posture again.

The experience just now and proved that if you want to defeat Ye Zixu, you cannot fall into his fighting rhythm.

In any battle, there is no possibility of flaws. Ling An must seize the opportunity that flashes away.

Be patient, be patient.

It can be felt that Ye Zixu is trying to control the battle in his own rhythm again.

Each attack seems to be premeditated, rather than a subconscious reaction.

In such a high-speed confrontation, Ye Zixu could do this, which made Ling An feel more and more terrible.

"Damn it, if you continue like this, you will be exhausted." After dodging another leg, Ling An had no time to counterattack, Ye Zixu wrapped himself up in a strange arc, not giving Ling An a chance at all.

Although the strength and energy reserves of the two are almost the same, and the skills in combat skills are similar, Ling An always has to take a step slower in the hands of Ye Zixu. Although he can defend against Ye Zixu's attack, his physical strength is much greater than Ye Zixu.

"No, you must take the initiative to create opportunities."

Ye Zixu was mastering the rhythm and trying to make himself fall into the trap he set at a certain moment. He knew that he could resolve the attacks used as a prelude. Although it was all the best, it was not a must-kill.

So……

Take a gamble!

Seeing Ye Zixu hitting hard, Ling An gritted his teeth and acted to defend himself, but when he was about to contact, his hands changed positions and directly attacked Ye Zixu's left shoulder, elbow and neck with a hand knife.

In this way, Ye Zixu's attack would either retract, dodge, or fine-tune the position and exchange injuries with Ling An.

No matter which one it is, his body balance will be broken, and Ling An will have the opportunity to pull the battle into his own rhythm.

"Bold." The bearded nodded.

Indeed, Ling An took a huge risk to do this, because in that position, Ye Zixu was likely to be less injured than him. If he chose to swap, Ling An would lose even more. But if Ye Zixu did not make up, Ling An would win a chance to breathe.

The audience held their breath, how would Ye Zixu deal with it?

Ling An's heart was hanging to the top. Seeing that the attacks of both sides were about to reach each other, Ye Zixu suddenly smiled.

He took the initiative to fall backwards.

Retreat!

Ling An was a little excited and was about to launch a series of suppression when he heard Ye Zixu say a low voice.

"How can you be sure that this is not a trap?"

Ling An's pupils shrink slightly and he will retreat. At the same time, he lowers the center of gravity.

But it was too late, Ye Zixu's whip legs were like a gust of wind, thrusting towards Ling An.

Blade Storm!

This Glorious Army's common powerful combat skills should have been used by two swords, but Ye Zixu actually used them with his legs at this moment.

Standing upside down on the ground, the storm-like kick made Ling An unable to defend at all. His arms crossed in front seemed to be hit by heavy hammers.

And he cannot destroy Ye Zixu's balance. If he leaves his hands, Ling An's head will basically not be able to avoid such a quick attack.

"You lost." With this sentence, Ye Zixu kicked the last kick. The power brought by the sword blade storm was superimposed on him, kicking Ling An's abdomen, and kicking him out directly.

On the side, everyone was stunned.

Is this a fucking human? Can humans make such precise actions?

Ling An collapsed on the ground, lying on his back, gasping for breath.

"Get up." Ye Zixu had already stood up, and with a smile, he stretched out his hand to Ling An.

Where is the difference between me? What is certain is that I have performed extremely well today. If I were to fight against Ye Zixu in the past, I should be able to defeat him, but I was beaten.

Could it be that this guy used to hide his strength when he was in the virtual space?
Chapter completed!