Please ask the dream.

Chapter 261 Countermeasures
All the G·I particles in the air were instantly attracted by the photon cyclotron and then turned into Xiong Jietian’s extremely powerful blow.

The G·I particles that were completely overdrawn fell into a weak state, and as the splicing turned into a stream of light and disappeared, Feng Xue finally realized what he had done, but...

"That was good, but the problem still remains: you reacted too slowly!"

The arrogant voice entered Feng Xue's ears. Looking in the direction of the voice, Feng Xue's expression twitched slightly as he said:
"It would be more convincing if you could get down from the corner."

"Don't worry about my moves. Anyway, the previous one was your ultimate move, right? What? Do you want to continue?"

The boy who was curled up in a corner of the ceiling with his limbs supporting the wall jumped down, dusted himself off, and said casually:
"You don't even have a structure, do you still want to fight?"

In response, Feng Xue threw a jab!
"Too slow, too slow. With your reflexes, don't even think about marrying my sister!"

"So, who the hell wants to marry your sister?" Feng Xue complained loudly, the power rotating from his shoulder blades, and his arms swung out like long whips. After losing the traction of the G·I particles, the air was no longer so obedient, and in the slightly burning friction between them, it faintly touched the barrier of sound.

"You don't want to marry my sister? What's wrong with my sister?" With a roar, Feng Xue's attack was cut off before it arrived. The young man pinched Feng Xue's wrist with an unhappy look on his face and said with a sour face:

"This is a good move, but the action is too obvious! How about waiting for the G.I particles to recover before you fight? Don't worry about wasting time. I'll go find two flow-type architects. It will only take three minutes at most!"

"..." Feng Xue looked at the young man in front of him, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly, because his slow thinking finally remembered that the young man in front of him was different from the enemies he had fought before.

It takes a lot of time for Tie Pao Yu to learn all kinds of knowledge, but Yu Wushuang is born with a strong structure, and the law of causality will receive comprehensive training after the memory is adjusted.

Therefore, the architects that Feng Xue has been fighting against are basically those who are strong in architecture but weak in physical skills.

Even those masters who specialize in physical skills often rely on techniques such as strengthening the structure to gain greater combat effectiveness.

But the Lou family is different. Before being architects, they are killers first. In terms of basic skills, this young man dare not say that he can be on par with him, but at most he is one or two levels behind.

But these one or two level advantages are completely lost when faced with a terrifying 30% slowdown. It is like even a national Go player would not dare to let nine stones win against a low-ranking player - unless the opponent does not know how to play Go at all.

And for a master of physical skills, this 30% reduction is much more fatal than giving up the Nine Sons!

but……

He seems to have found the trick!
It is difficult to say whether it was the doubled training effect of the forced exercise device that came into play, or whether Feng Xue himself was very talented in this area. During these brief rounds of confrontation, the moment the metaphor of Go emerged in his mind, he suddenly had an inspiration.

Without hesitation, he suddenly took a step forward, feinted with his left fist, and his right fist hidden in the blind spot was already gathering power.

"That move is too fake!" The young man shook his head and easily dodged the thrust of the right fist, but then his expression became slightly solemn and he suddenly lowered his body to block the knee strike that seemed to have been prepared for long.

But at the same time, Feng Xue's arms had already retracted, with his thumb joints pointing directly at the vital points on the head.

However, the young man suddenly posed like a chicken spreading its wings, maintaining a low waist posture and stretching out his elbows, accurately pressing against the inside of Feng Xue's elbows.

As the numbness and soreness came, Feng Xue's attack came to an abrupt stop, but the next moment, it was the young man who fell to the ground!

Feng Xue, who was in a dominant position, stepped down with force. If it was implemented, the mortal body without the blessing of the structure technique would have to lie down for two days. But the disadvantage of speed was reflected again at this moment. Before the kick hit, the boy had already raised his arm and completed the block.

However, the boy did not seize this opportunity to attack, but instead used one hand to push himself away, then clapped his hands and said:

"Not bad this time. Looks like you've found the trick! But that's not enough!"

"That's really strict." Feng Xue sighed and got into position again. Although the G·I particles were inactivated, his brain was working at high speed.

Although his thinking was also slowed down, it didn't matter. Slow speed? Then predict. If predicting one move doesn't work, then predict three moves. Just like Go, before attacking, think about the next step, the next step, and the next next step. Take all possibilities into account and complete thinking before making a move, so as to shorten the reaction time!

Seeing Feng Xue was ready, the young man immediately came up to him. His hands were like two spirit snakes, attacking in completely opposite directions at the same time.

"It's this..." Feng Xue, who was quite familiar with the Lou family's assassination techniques, had already memorized several common moves. He dodged the attack very smoothly, pressed down his left knee to resist the possible kick, and pushed forward with his palm, heading straight for the center axis.

Facing this extreme attack, it would be difficult to dodge perfectly no matter how he tried to avoid it. The boy gritted his teeth, pressed Feng Xue's wrist with one hand, twisted his waist suddenly, and flew up. Although he was only thirteen or fourteen years old, his pair of muscular legs were like a pair of pliers.

"Armlock or choke?"

Two possibilities flashed through Feng Xue's mind, but his body had already fallen backwards as expected. The young man missed his attack and immediately adjusted his body shape, but Feng Xue's fist exerted force from an incomprehensible angle and hit his left rib directly.

"Beautiful!" The young man rolled twice to complete the move, clapping his hands and praising.

Feng Xue then stood up from the ground, waved his hand gently, frowned and said:

"Sure enough, I can't exert the desired power from this position."

"What are you thinking?" The young man raised his eyebrows when he heard his words, "You don't think the challenge is to beat me, do you?"

"What else?" Feng Xue also raised her eyebrows in response. Upon hearing this, the young man couldn't help but smile and said:

"This test is not to see how good your fighting ability is, but to see if you can overcome the shortcomings of your reaction speed. If you can't find the trick, it will be useless even if you can beat me. But now it seems that you seem to have found the way?"

"You speak as if you know what to do." Feng Xue's tone was a little unhappy, but the boy waved his hand and said:

"Don't get me wrong, I really don't know. My old man doesn't know either. Or rather, it's precisely because he doesn't know that he's giving you this opportunity. If you can do it, then marrying into your family will be easy, but if you can't, then you'd better just be a breeder. At least it's safe! As for the one-day deadline, just play around with it. Even if it doesn't work this time, you can still study it slowly!"

"So, who wants to marry into the family?"

"Zhao! You don't plan to marry into my family? What's wrong with my sister?"

"I haven't even seen your sister, okay?!"

(End of this chapter)