In three minutes, Zhong Hao gained almost nothing except touching the edge of the blade once.
Zhong Hao would not be surprised by this at all, because the strength of the blade has always been synonymous with power in his eyes.
And his first goal is to surpass the blade.
"Zhong Hao, get ready, I'm going to fight back."
As soon as the three minutes ended, the sound of the blade immediately sounded.
"good."
Zhong Hao responded, and quickly stepped back, putting some distance between himself and the blade.
According to what Blade said, the three minutes just now were just a warm-up, and what he needs to do next is very simple, that is, block.
Zhong Hao is still self-aware. He does not think that he has the strength to fight against Daofeng. In other words, his attack method is too simple. Unless Daofeng is stupid enough to fight with him like Ye Rui, otherwise, he will
There is no chance of winning at all.
He Rui's loss was actually very unjust. His strength was a brave type, focusing on strength and speed. When he met Zhong Hao, he was directly defeated by Zhong Hao.
The blade was not polite at all. When Zhong Hao stepped back, he had already bullied him.
Zhong Hao's eyes were fixed on the blade, and at this moment, his brain was running rapidly again.
He is analyzing every movement of the blade so that he can make predictions in advance.
With Blade's strength, if he couldn't predict in advance, it might be difficult to block even ten moves.
"On the right side, lower rib..."
Seeing the movement of the blade, Zhong Hao immediately made a prediction.
Just as Zhong Hao predicted, the blade of the knife swiped directly towards his ribs under his right chest.
Zhong Hao reacted instinctively at the first moment, but at the moment Zhong Hao dodged, Blade's figure suddenly accelerated violently, and even rushed in front of Zhong Hao while Zhong Hao was avoiding it.
"Second stage attack!"
Zhong Hao's eyes narrowed sharply. He had never thought that the blade could change the rhythm while attacking, and the speed at which the blade exploded was far beyond his expectation.
Even though Zhong Hao's body reacted instantly by instinct, he still couldn't avoid the blade's attack.
--bump
Turning the sword into a fist, the blade did not stop, but hit Zhong Hao's stomach with a solid punch.
Although he didn't hit hard, the force between this punch was still very strong.
Zhong Hao was forcefully kicked out by the blade for five or six steps before he stopped. However, the power of the blade's punch was negligible to him. Under the repair of psychic energy, the pain
It disappeared completely in just a few seconds.
In comparison, Blade's second attack just now and his instantly accelerated pace aroused Zhong Hao's interest.
In his mind, the scene of Blade's attack just now was repeated in Zhong Hao's mind like a slideshow.
The second stage of the attack seems relatively simple. The first stage is simply a feint, used to deceive Zhong Hao's prediction, while the latter stage is the real killing move.
Instantaneous acceleration will be more complicated. At the moment when the blade accelerates, his left foot suddenly pulls back a little, his right leg bends, and the whole person forms a semicircular arc like a bowstring.
However, the scene that was completed almost instantly was fixed in Zhong Hao's mind and was deeply imprinted in Zhong Hao's mind.
"continue."
While Zhong Hao was thinking, the sound of the blade sounded again, and he rushed towards Zhong Hao again.
Zhong Hao was more careful this time. His eyes were fixed on every movement of the blade, especially the second attack and instant acceleration of the blade, which were the top priority.
Only this time, Blade didn't seem to have any intention of using the second attack. He accelerated in an instant and rushed in front of Zhong Hao, then reached out and grabbed Zhong Hao's shoulder.
The blade's attack was very simple, but Zhong Hao didn't dare to be wary at all. While watching the blade's movements closely, he stretched out his hand to block the blade's palm.
However, as soon as he made contact with Daofeng's palm, Zhong Hao felt as if he had lost his center of gravity in an instant. His eyes blurred, and the whole person was violently thrown out by Daofeng's gorgeous over-the-shoulder throw, and then
It hit a bamboo not far away hard.
Zhong Hao didn't care about the pain, he was shouting lucky in his heart at this moment.
Fortunately, He Rui is a fierce general with strong and direct punches. If He Rui had such delicate close combat skills like Dao Feng, then Zhong Hao would not only be defeated yesterday, but he would also be defeated.
Very miserable.
Of course, this failure is without using electrical energy.
Climbing up from the ground, the two consecutive attacks by the blade aroused the competitive spirit in Zhong Hao's heart.
Ever since he got the psychic core, he has never been so embarrassed.
"Brother Blade, continue."
Zhong Hao spoke directly to Daofeng and took the initiative to rush towards Daofeng.
"good."
Daofeng simply responded and looked at Zhong Hao with a little more interest, because he found that Zhong Hao seemed to be planning to confront him head-on.
Zhong Hao's expression was very serious, and just when the distance between him and the blade was shortened by nearly half, his left foot suddenly pulled, and his body bowed. His whole body seemed like a sharp arrow leaving the string.
He rushed towards the blade at nearly twice the speed.
"What!"
Seeing this scene, even Dao Feng, who had a cold personality and seemed unfazed by the sky, was a little dumbfounded.
Because what Zhong Hao used was the instant acceleration he had just used.
"How is it possible? How did he learn it?"
Blade was still a little unable to react. He waited until Zhong Hao's fist came close to his eyes before he recovered from the shock.
He stretched out his hand, and the blade blocked Zhong Hao's fist seemingly casually.
But the moment the palm came into contact with the fist, the blade's gesture suddenly changed, and it instantly locked Zhong Hao's fist. With a sweep of his foot, Zhong Hao was directly knocked to the ground by him.
"Come again..."
Zhong Hao did not give up and got up from the ground again.
A playful smile appeared on Daofeng's face.
About three minutes later, Zhong Hao sat softly on the ground as if he had lost all strength.
In just three minutes, he was knocked down by the blade at least twenty times. In close combat, even Zhong Hao's powerful thinking was unable to respond in time.
In front of the blade, he had almost no power to resist.
Strong, absolutely tyrannical, the strength of the blade once again shocked Zhong Hao.
"Zhong Hao, how did you learn Shunpo?" Daofeng still stood there relaxedly, but he asked Zhong Hao very curiously.
This was the most puzzling thing in his mind at the moment. Shunpo was one of his unique skills. Even among the more than ten members of the Blade Team, only two had learned it. But what he didn't expect was that,
Zhong Hao actually learned his Shunpo, and even displayed its essence to nearly 90% of his ability in an instant.
Zhong Hao didn't hide anything, and responded truthfully: "I just learned it when you used it for the first time, Brother Blade."
"What, you learned it after just one look?"
Incredible, absolutely incredible, Dao Feng's cold eyes were full of his incredible look.
This talent...
At this moment, Dao Feng felt an urge to be overcome with shame. When he first learned this Shunpo, it took him nearly three days, but for Zhong Hao, it only took him an instant.
Abnormal, super perverted...
Apart from this, Daofeng didn't know how to describe Zhong Hao.
Zhong Hao didn't pay attention to this, but asked Daofeng very curiously: "Brother Daofeng, what fighting technique did you use just now? Why do you throw me away as soon as I touch you?"
Listening to Zhong Hao's voice, Daofeng finally came back to his senses.
Facing Zhong Hao's question, he did not hide anything and said directly: "This is the advanced fighting technique you will learn next. It evolved from the traditional Chinese martial arts Zhanyi Shibatu. We generally call it
Eighteen falls."
"Brother Blade, can I learn now?" Zhong Hao suddenly became interested. These eighteen falls were really amazing. He still doesn't know how he fell out.
"Um."
Blade nodded slightly, and then said: "You can study, but from now on, you must devote two hours a day to physical strengthening exercises. As for the rest of the time, I will use all the fighting skills I have mastered.
I'll give you some support, but to what extent you can learn it all depends on your own ability."
"Brother Blade, what is physical strengthening exercise?" Zhong Hao asked with some confusion.
"You will know this tomorrow. The intensive training will start tomorrow morning. As for now, if you still have the physical strength, I can teach you Shiba Feng..." Dao Feng said very simply, and he gave the props for strengthening training.
It takes a little time to prepare.
"physical strength……"
Zhong Hao almost jumped up from the ground. With spiritual energy restoring the body's muscle cells, physical strength was not a problem for him at all.
"Brother Blade, let's get started..."
Zhong Hao spoke very directly to Daofeng. He could be said to be full of interest and curiosity about Shiba Fou, who easily knocked him down dozens of times.
As long as he learns the eighteen throws, coupled with the instant step he learned before, his strength can basically be improved again.
At least, his attack method will no longer be so monotonous.
