Chapter Thirty-two(2/2)
However, it is too cold to move.
It is no joke to shut down the five senses and activate spiritual consciousness. It requires people to concentrate to an appalling level.
The five senses of the human body are the instinct of human beings to collect information from the outside world. How easy is it to turn them off actively? If Gao Han could not concentrate all his energy, how could such a thing be possible?
If Gao Han is allowed to take the initiative to attack, this state of isolation of the five senses will be broken when his spirit is divergent.
The reason why Gao Han has a rigid and expressionless face is because he cannot make any expression at all when his five senses are closed.
Therefore, even if Gao Han knew that the opponent's attack would be far more powerful than a normal attack, he could only maintain a state of closed senses and wait in place.
Of course, Gao Han did not sit back and wait.
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Mo Xinghuan stood on the same spot, his red-red dress rising up in waves without any wind.
The entire competition venue fell silent.
Under the high-power directional pickup, the audience in front of the TV can hear the faint sound like a tide coming from Mo Xinghuan.
The photographer's exclamation suddenly broke into the frame, probably because he was too surprised: "Qi and blood are like mercury, surging like tide, this is - this is close to the realm of a high-level warrior!"
The photographer who cooperated with reporter Shu Ya to interview was about thirty-seven or eighteen years old, and he was considered a senior photographer. Although he did not practice martial arts, as a reporter for a sports channel, he had seen many martial artists of all levels.
He could never mistake this extremely obvious feature.
No one could have imagined that a girl whose main career was an acting star could achieve such success in martial arts.
You know, a high-level warrior is equivalent to a 'sergeant', and his income may not be extremely high, but his social status is by no means comparable to that of ordinary movie stars - he is a third-level noble!
Before the audience could scream in surprise, Mo Xinghuan on the stage moved.
The red clouds flow like a river, reaching two meters in front of Gao Han, and suddenly roll up, like a stormy wave hitting the shore, and press down in the air!
One of the seven ultimate moves of the ‘One Thousand and One Moves of Steaming Clouds and Clouds’ - ‘Hai Li Yun Chui’!
Gaohan stood as tall as a mountain, his expression did not change at all, his body remained motionless, he just turned his right hand upwards and directly touched a jade hand photographed in the clouds!
"Boom - galala!"
First there was a loud noise, and then there was the sound of something breaking, breaking, and flying.
Broken wood flew everywhere, and some even flew five to six meters away, almost hitting the photographer's lens.
On the ring, Gao Han held the sky with one hand, and above his head, 'Fairy Yunxia' Mo Xinghuan's fluttering clothes made her look like a fairy in the clouds.
Her right hand, as white as jade, pressed down, and Gao Han's upturned right hand came together in the sudden earthquake.
At this moment, the red cloud-like robes of Mo Xinghuan, the 'Yunxia Fairy' who was sitting above, were blown up into the sky, revealing her beautiful and picturesque face, full of anger and anger, with long eyebrows standing upside down.
And below her, Gao Han's expression remained unchanged as if it had been frozen for a thousand years, except that his feet were deeply sunk into the ring floor, up to his ankles.
Chapter completed!