"What does Xu Yun want to do? Is it a temporary arrangement by the owner of the venue?" Many people in the box frowned, especially those who paid a lot of money for Di Cheng, and there was a hint of anger in their brows.
Although he and Zang Kun are both strong men in hundreds of battles, Sanke's strength definitely surpasses him, and surpasses him by at least two levels. Some people even regard Sanke as the king who has won 200 battles in a row. If Di Cheng challenges one by one and defeats Sang,
If Ke fights Xu Yun again, there is a 60% chance of winning. But if the two of them join forces and cooperate with each other, their strength will definitely improve slightly. Can Di Cheng... still win?
I hope it’s probably less than 40%! Or even lower!
As a result, the possibility of Di Cheng's tragic death and the loss of his money will be greatly increased. No matter what the situation is, it is not what they want to see.
"Xu Yun is crazy?! What are you doing standing there in a daze! Pull him down!" As if he could imagine the anger of those rich people, the organizer behind the scenes cursed in a deep voice and ordered the staff around him to rush out to stop him.
"Xu Yun... Hehe, I like this kid." Those who had a problem with Di Cheng and wanted to kill him clapped their hands happily.
There was joy and anger in the venue, but Yang Jing didn't react much. He just sneered slightly, as if he was a little disdainful of Xu Yun's actions.
"Join forces? Xu Yun, what do you mean, look down on me? Are you looking down on yourself? Or are you being instigated by others?! Although the death fighting match is bloody, we absolutely refuse to use black hands!" Sanke's expression was cold, and he stared at Xu Yun with narrowed eyes. "
In a word, join forces and find someone else! I, Sank, don’t want to be accompanied!”
Xu Yun gave him an indifferent look, more like a glance than a look. "If you challenge alone, Sanke is no match for Di Cheng, and neither can I." His eyes returned to Di Cheng again: "This is your fighting career.
In the last battle, you also need a perfect ending, and you don’t want to leave any regrets. But fighting three games in a row shouldn’t be a big test for you. On the contrary, it’s the two of us fighting alone, and this game will be suspenseful. You...
…Do you dare to accept the challenge?”
Di Cheng squinted at Xu Yun and chuckled: "Actually, my original plan was to challenge you to a fight. Since you offered it, how could I refuse?"
"Okay! I'm happy! Even if I die in battle today, I, Xu Yun, will have no regrets in my life!" Xu Yun's eyes burst out with two gleams of light. Since Di Cheng's rise, especially since he completed 200 consecutive victories, Di Cheng
He observed and analyzed every time he played. Although he was a little reluctant to accept it, after Di Cheng completed 400 consecutive victories, he had to admit that the opponent had far surpassed him.
In Xu Yun's view, if the challenge were to follow the original order, Di Cheng would not only have no suspense about winning, but also would not be able to show his true strength. The reason why he teamed up with Sank was to push Di Cheng to his limit and try it.
How strong is he?
Sank's expression was gloomy: "If you want to find someone to join forces, I, Sank, am not suitable. In this death fighting arena, I am the only one who challenges others, and I will never join forces with others! Xu Yun, I'm sorry for your idea. If you want to fight,
I can give you the second game! When you die, I will play the third game."
"Brother Yun, are you...are you going to come down first? The boss said...that it will be your turn only after the third game." The staff of the arena quickly ran up and apologized with a trembling smile.
"Dicheng, start now?" Xu Yun ignored Sank, let alone the staff. The two swords slowly rotated, and the menacing breath came directly to Di Cheng.
Di Cheng exhaled slowly, curled up slightly, and his momentum was rising steadily. He had never underestimated Xu Yun. If there was Sanke... today would be a tough battle.
However, this is what he expected!
"Take my sword!" But the momentum reached its peak, Xu Yunchen roared, his footsteps touched the ground, and he shot away. One knife was across his chest, and the other was slashed out.
One defense and one attack, ordinary moves, but under the backdrop of Xu Yun's extreme speed, the steel knife struck out with a different kind of sharpness. And what Xu Yun is best at is hiding moves within the move, and constantly killing from covertly!
Di Cheng's eyes flashed, locking onto the silent yet extremely sharp blade.
The blade of the blade swished across Di Cheng's skirt, and he was halfway through the attack. The steel blade that was cutting rapidly suddenly turned around and slashed horizontally. It was able to change direction at such an extreme speed. It was absolutely unexpected, caught off guard, and difficult to control.
Imagine that the combination of the two will inevitably cause the enemy to suffer instant trauma. In more than two hundred battles, no less than seventy people died tragically due to Xu Yun's strange sword skills.
The footsteps moved, and Di's already retreating body suddenly accelerated in an almost imperceptible amount of time, dodging narrowly and narrowly.
"Dicheng, show me your skills and let me see your true strength!" Xu Yun roared, and his moves were always interlocking. If one hit failed, the second hit, the third hit, and a series of moves followed immediately.
, the two steel knives danced with sword light all over the sky, like a sharp knife net, covering Di Cheng.
Di Cheng still chose to dodge, his footsteps scraping the ground, paddling rapidly like a snake, his speed rising continuously, leaving afterimages in most of the arena. His eyes were slightly narrowed, he needed to observe Xu Yun's basic routines and attack strategies first.
The shouting and scolding in the audience gradually subsided, and everyone's attention was quickly attracted by the battle that broke out on the stage, and their anger was temporarily suppressed. The original highlight was staged ahead of schedule, and they did not want to miss any exciting scenes.
The service staff hurriedly left. This kind of arena was not something they could enter. If they hesitated for even a moment, they might die. The arena boss quickly discussed countermeasures to deal with this sudden change and tried his best to adjust the grievances of the rich.
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Di Cheng's feet slipped out with strange steps, and his body flashed like catkins. He could always dodge under the curtain of Xu Yun's sword every time. The thrilling scene made everyone in the audience hold their breath and concentrate, secretly marveling at the terrifying power of Xu Yun's sword skills, and even more
It was a sigh of relief for Di Cheng's terrifying body skills.
They are worthy of being two fighting kings. Not only are their attacks and defenses extremely fast, but some of them are even contrary to common sense. If you were to dissect the movements of the two, your eyes would be full of horror and disbelief.
"Today is the final battle. I will use all my strength to see how long you can last!" Di Cheng's eyes suddenly sharpened, his body movements suddenly became fierce, his toes touched the ground, and he ignored Xu Yun's sword screen, flat
He turned around and shot forward, where... there stood Sank who didn't want to join the battle!
"Sank, fight or die!" Di Cheng shouted with a fanatical face, his body shot across the ground like a stray bullet, and appeared in front of Sank in a blink of an eye, changing from fists to claws and paddling rapidly!
The claw shadow roars, as sharp as a knife!
Sanke's expression changed slightly, he was extremely reluctant to join forces with others, but Dicheng was able to completely abandon Xu Yun's attack and attack him directly, and his moves were fierce and terrifying.
Before he had time to think about it, Sanke let out a deep roar, squatted down, and rushed forward with a fierce fist.
The punch is fierce, as fierce as a tiger, roaring away like a raging wave.
Bang bang bang! The shadows of fists and claws collided with each other like bullets, and the toes and legs collided fiercely like iron rods. What is shocking is that every impact makes a clanging sound like metal.
Di Cheng's body that rushed forward was stopped, but Sanke's face showed horror.
Power! What a terrifying power! Di Cheng is actually hitting his fist with the tip of his claws! He can smash a cow's head with one punch, but now...
"Roar!" Shock flashed by, followed by anger. Sank would not allow anyone to suppress him with strength on the field. After the roar, his already shocked strength soared again.
However!
"roll!"
Bang! Di Chengsheng shook his iron fist, his right paw turned into a palm in an instant, and struck Sanke's chest fiercely and cunningly, and the huge impact surged away like a tidal wave.
Sank's chest felt tight, and the terrifying force blew him away.
At this moment, Xu Yun charged forward with his sword, ignoring the defense, and attacked with all his strength with both swords, hitting Di Cheng on the back of the neck and waist.
Bang Bang!! The body turned sharply, swung one foot, and violently blasted away the steel knife. His hands turned into claws again and actively attacked.
"Okay!" A fierce battle broke out on the stage, Di Cheng showed his domineering attitude, and the crowd in the audience was excited. Not only did most of the rich people jump up excitedly, but the young ladies also stood up and screamed without caring about their image.
Di Cheng, the terrifying man who is about to become a legend, is finally about to unleash his full strength. In more than five hundred battles, he rarely takes the initiative to attack. He usually deals with the enemy, and then suddenly breaks out and defeats the enemy with one move. But now
…
Wonderful and shocking!
Is Sanke Xu Yun not strong? No one dared to say this. Di Cheng actually fought one against two, and there were signs of taking the initiative.
The faces of the fighters and many bodyguards were filled with shock. A layman was watching the excitement, while an expert was watching the door. This... what kind of strength is this!
Roar! Di Cheng roared, swiping his claws to weave claw shadows all over the sky, like ten thousand wolves rushing forward. The momentum was extremely frightening, knocking Xu Yun's swords away one after another, and forcing him to retreat continuously.
"Dicheng!" Sanke, who had fallen to the ground, slowly got up. His eyes were as red as blood, and his expression was as ferocious as an animal. He stared at Di Cheng, as if he wanted to tear him to pieces with his eyes.
"Fight if you want, and I, Di Cheng, will accompany you!" Di Cheng laughed wildly, striking with both claws and legs, pushing Xu Yun back, charging forward with a long stride, ejecting in the air, rotating 180 degrees like a windmill, and hanging upside down in mid-air.
When he reached Xu Yun's head, before he took action with his chakra, he hit him on the back shoulder.
Poof! The tip of his claws dug deep and tore off two pieces of flesh. The severe pain made Xu Yun's body tremble. But in a life-and-death battle, flesh injuries were not considered injuries. He gritted his teeth and spun around to attack.
The moment Di Cheng landed, the two knives followed closely, the sharp blades approaching his waist in the blink of an eye.
His face changed slightly. Di Cheng obviously didn't expect that Xu Yun would be so cruel to him. The wounds on his shoulders had little impact on him.
"Die!" At the same time, Sanke roared like a beast, stamped on the ground, and rushed towards Di Cheng!
Two great kings join forces to fight against Di Cheng!!
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