In the dark night, under the light, invisible fists, invisible knives, countless fierce confrontations!
Zhou Ming and Ma Liang were like two tops spinning at extremely high speeds. They collided several times, but it was impossible to see who would fall first. Zhou Ming's heart seemed to be numb, and he ignored the knife wounds that would obviously cause huge pain.
There is only one belief, which is to knock down the opponent.
Ma Liang's body was also suffering unprecedented pain. The place where Zhou Ming's fist hit was like a small landmine exploding instantly. Gradually, his whole body seemed to be out of his control, and it seemed that he would collapse at any time.
.
But no!
Ma Liang gritted his teeth, unwilling to lose like this! The other party was obviously just a coward who was slapped dozens of times in the sewer but didn't even dare to fart. How could he defeat him? [
This is not possible!
I have practiced hard for so long, repeating the action of drawing the sword again and again. I will practice drawing the sword with my other hand under the sunset, in the wind and rain, and even while eating!
His master is one of the four great protectors of the Tianxing Society, Jiang Di who conquered the entire Xinxiang City with one sword!
I can't lose! Ma Liang roared in his heart, and used a very tricky gesture to swipe at Zhou Ming's wrist. "This move will let you taste the taste of failure!"
Ma Liang looked at his sword, a sword that combined all his spirits, even surpassing his own limits and potential. This sword was bound to hit the moment it was swung out! A smile appeared at the corner of Ma Liang's mouth, and he seemed to see that victory had already been achieved.
Not far away.
But Ma Liang didn't notice that Zhou Ming's other fist had reached his temple at some point. This punch also incorporated all of Zhou Ming's spirit and potential!
"middle!"
"middle!"
The two of them yelled together.
"Bah."
"boom!"
A bloody gash was cut on Zhou Ming's wrist, and blood immediately spattered out. Zhou Ming quickly retreated and quickly covered the wound with his other hand. Lin Yufeng, who was watching the fight, immediately threw a piece of cloth over. Zhou Ming caught it and wrapped the wound
, but the bright red blood quickly penetrated into the cloth strip. Zhou Ming did not feel any pain. He knew that this was because the knife was too sharp.
After Ma Liang received Zhou Ming's heavy punch, his whole body was shaking, and he couldn't even hold the knife in his hand tightly. Hearing a "clang" sound, the knife fell to the ground, and Ma Liang's body finally couldn't hold it anymore.
It was getting darker and darker before my eyes, and I was about to collapse.