After the results of the first competition came out, the nine strange people and Liu Boyang's brothers were all slightly stunned. Although Long Tianyang's combat effectiveness had improved qualitatively after more than two months of training, there was still a certain gap between him and Lao Mao.

I saw the old cat throwing away half of the tree trunk, grabbing Long Tianyang's hand and pulling him up. The two looked at each other and laughed, showing their generous brotherhood.

"This brat! He has forgotten all the tricks I usually taught him. He lost so quickly. It's really embarrassing for me!" Qin Kui curled his lips and said dissatisfiedly. However, there was no real intention to blame Long Tianyang in his tone.

, after all, they, who are masters, can see that compared with Lao Mao, Long Tianyang is indeed not on the same level, and it is understandable that he lost.

The second pair who stepped onto the open space were Cui Guodong and Wan Ziliang. Now Cui Guodong's regular battle weapon is no longer the Juanba Dao, but the two crescent-shaped steel knives of his master Situ Feng. These two steel knives are rare.

To be careful, it is definitely not the big one like the ghost-head knife on the market, but two slender, crescent-shaped blades, with a thin handle and a wide and sharp tip. Cui Guodong is holding the two handles with his backhand.

, the blade is attached to both sides along the arm. This fighting posture can advance, attack, retreat or defend. If I have to describe it concretely, I don’t know if you have any impression of the legendary demon hunter in the West. It probably looks like that!

Wan Ziliang's posture in battle was far less cool than Guodong's. He directly dragged the mace weighing more than 70 kilograms into battle. Since ancient times, no matter what dynasty, anyone who dared to fight with a mace on the battlefield

The one who killed must be a fierce tiger general! For example, Song Gongming's Thunderbolt Fire Qin Ming was a figure who could compete with the leopard-headed Lin Chong. How dare you say he wasn't fierce?!

"Brother Guodong, I'm sorry!" Wan Ziliang held the end of the dark mace, kicked the top of the stick with one foot, held the entire stick in his hand, and stared at Cui Guodong!

"Crack!" Cui Guodong smiled, sharpened the two blades against each other, and said, "Come here!"

Wan Ziliang didn't hesitate. He picked up a weight weighing more than 70 kilograms and threw it at Cui Guodong. With a "sudden" sound, the big iron rod with thorns all over it hit Cui Guodong's head. For such a fierce big guy, it was impossible to do anything.

There’s no need to be fancy, as long as it hits someone, they will die! I’ve only heard of people being hit with a knife but not being killed, but I’ve never heard of anyone who could survive being hit with a mace! Wan Ziliang’s more powerful round

, the strength is beyond the limit!

Cui Guodong raised his arms in an instant, and with a "Dang!!" sound, the huge club head hit the two blades in front of his arms. Sparks exploded. Cui Guodong's feet were nailed to the ground and he could not move, but he was still hit by that

The stick slid sideways for several meters. When Wan Ziliang saw that he could not hit the target, he sheathed the stick and stabbed forward suddenly. Cui Guodong dodged sideways, and the two knives in his hands suddenly jammed Wan Ziliang's stick head like scissors.

, Wan Ziliang was taken aback and pulled out hard, but he couldn't pull it out at all. As a result, he himself was deadlocked in front of Cui Guodong. Cui Guodong suddenly let go of the knife edge. Wan Ziliang couldn't stop it and fell back. Cui Guodong

He thrust forward as fast as lightning, and by the time Wan Ziliang reacted, Cui Guodong's blade had already hit him below his neck!

Big weapons like maces and mountain axes have advantages and disadvantages. The advantage is that their momentum is very scary, but the disadvantage is that if your first blow is not successful, the next step will be very troublesome, because every inch is longer than an inch.

He is too burdensome to dodge flexibly. With Cui Guodong's dexterity with his two swords, it is no problem to restrain Wan Ziliang!

With a knife on his neck, he couldn't even think of admitting defeat. Wan Ziliang reluctantly let go of the mace in his hand, and Cui Guodong smiled and said: "Old Wan, do you accept it?"

Wan Ziliang said duplicity: "I accept! But just now I suffered the disadvantage of making the first move. If you make the first move, it will not be so easy to get close to me!"

Cui Guodong laughed: "Aren't you still dissatisfied? Well, I'll give you another chance. This time I'll strike first. How about you take advantage of the opportunity and attack me?"

Wan Ziliang's face turned red and he said, "This is what you said, I didn't ask you!"

Cui Guodong smiled and used his toes to lift up the mace on the ground, and then it fell into Wan Ziliang's hand again. He said with a smile: "Then let's do it again!"

Holding the mace in his hand, Wan Ziliang was smarter this time and stood far away. He did not intend to strike first. The result of striking first might also be to expose his flaws first. Thinking carefully, he and Long Tianyang both

I suffered the same loss!

"Are you ready?" Cui Guodong asked with a smile.

"Stop talking nonsense, come on!" Wan Ziliang tightened his grip on the mace and stood ready.

Cui Guodong chuckled, tensed up, and rushed up like a ferocious leopard against the wind. He was able to rotate his body 360 degrees while suspended in the air, and the two meniscus knives rushed towards him like spinning tops.

When Wan Ziliang approached, Wan Ziliang was horrified. He quickly stabbed Cui Guodong with lightning several times in the direction of Cui Guodong's approach, causing a "dang" sound of metal collision. However, as the sparks flickered, Cui Guodong still moved at an extremely fast speed.

Rushing in front of Wan Ziliang, a scimitar suddenly shot out from his hand. Wan Ziliang leaned back and dodged, but when the scimitar flew straight towards his chest, someone grabbed the handle. Cui Guodong said with a steady smile.

: "Down!" He knocked Wan Ziliang's chest gently with his hand, and Wan Ziliang fell to the ground as expected.

Rubbing his chest and getting up, Wan Ziliang had nothing to say now. He dusted off the dirt on his body and said with a wry smile: "I have nothing to say. Brother Guodong, you are really perverted. You can't bear my mace."

If you dare to charge forward, I am completely convinced!"

Cui Guodong smiled: "That's because your stick couldn't touch me at all and was blocked by the knife. In fact, Lao Wan, you are just not as fast as me, otherwise you wouldn't even be able to touch my edge!"

Liu Boyang watched clearly from the side and said with a smile: "The growth of this boy Guodong is really amazing. With those two knives, forty or fifty people will never want to touch him in the future."

Yang Lin agreed with a smile, turned around and said to Gao Zhenfei and Zhang Xiang Fang Xiao: "Da Fei, Xiang Fang Xiao, you two go first, Hu Zi and I will compete last."

Gao ㊣ (5) Zhenfei nodded, without saying much, and walked onto the open space carrying the unassuming parting hook. Cui Guodong and Wan Ziliang hurried down.

Zhang Xiangfang's heart was pounding in the novel, and he was very unsure. He really didn't dare to think about it when he was asked to fly with Gao Zhen. For a moment, the spear in his hand seemed to be of great weight, but in order not to embarrass the master, he also wanted to

To give himself a breath, he took a deep breath, then dragged the gun backwards and walked to the position opposite Gao Zhenfei.

Among the nine strange people, Zhao Jinglong, the eighth oldest, said to Zhang Xiangfang Xiao: "Don't be afraid of him! The parting hook can only be used in close combat. You only need to take advantage of the long spear!"

Zhang Xiangxiao nodded, looked at Gao Zhenfei and said, "Brother Da Fei, you're showing off your shame!"

Suddenly he lifted the tip of the gun, held the gun shaft with one hand, and pointed the sharp tip coldly at Gao Zhenfei!

Gao Zhenfei remained calm. Even though he was trying to flirt with his brother, he was not careless at all. He slowly lifted up the parting hook, twisted his hand, and made a very weird posture!

Suddenly, Zhang Xiangfang made a move, flipping the barrel of the gun with both hands, swinging the gun like a windmill and flying towards Gao Zhen quickly. The tip of the gun and the handle scratched the ground, causing a cloud of dust to fly, and a crackling sound could be heard.
Chapter completed!