Heituo is not tall, half a head shorter than Xu Zizhen, and he is not tall. However, Xu Zizhen noticed how powerful he was as soon as they fought. This kid's chest felt like there were two hard blue stones on it. Xu Zizhen punched him.
When he went up, he felt a slight pain in his finger bones. This was something he hadn't experienced in a long time.
Of course, not only was he surprised, Heituo was also in a state of turmoil. His title of No. 1 Meng An was not earned in vain. It was earned through countless battles on the battlefield. The whole
Everyone in the right army knew that his fists were hard and his body was hard. Normally, he wouldn't take it seriously if he hit him with a stick as thick as a bowl, but Xu Zizhen's punch just now made his chest feel tight.
The two of them retreated at the touch of lightning. They exchanged punches for each other. As soon as they separated, they quickly pounced on each other. They started fighting ping-ping-pong-pong. In the middle of the field, only two figures could be seen flashing and intertwining rapidly. With poor eyesight, they could not see at all.
It's unclear who is who and what move they used.
After a while, Xu Zizhen was filled with astonishment. Heituo's strength was indeed beyond his expectation. Although there was no fixed routine for his moves, it was obvious that they were all trained with blood and sweat in actual combat, and he was as good as Man Street.
That kind of showmanship in martial arts halls is completely different.
Hei Tuo also became more serious as he fought, and Xu Zizhen's moves and routines actually had the same concept as his. They were simple, direct, sharp and fierce, without any fancy tricks. All his moves went straight to the vital point.
Bang bang!
The two exchanged fists and kicks again, and each took two steps back. Xu Zizhen was hit in the chest, and he grimaced in pain. He stood still and rubbed his chest, then shook his hand, looked at Hei Tuo and said, "No.
Yi Meng An? It’s really interesting.”
Heituo also rubbed his chin, stared at Xu Zizhen and said, "You're not bad either."
"Hey, come again!"
"good!"
The two of them didn't talk much, and then started fighting. The golden soldiers on the sidelines were all dumbfounded. In their impression, Heituo was the number one master in the army. Not to mention that they had fought against him for so long, even if they were touched by him, they could still act as if nothing had happened.
There were only a few of them, but right now this pretty boy was having a heated fight with Heituo, and there was no sign of him being at a disadvantage.
Xu Zizhen's temperament was like this. The stronger the opponent, the more excited he became. By this time, he no longer cared about any tricks and routines. He used everything that could be used to attack, including his head, hands, legs, knees, elbows, etc.
Weapons were everywhere, and Hei Tuo gradually felt the pressure increasing. Every time Xu Zizhen hit him, the force seemed to be getting heavier and heavier.
The eternal calmness on Wu Shu's face finally disappeared, and his brows wrinkled slightly. Xu Zizhen gave him a very dangerous feeling. Although he still didn't know why Xu Zizhen changed his appearance and sneaked in, he believed that this was definitely not a good thing, like
Such a scheming talent has such good skills. If he can't use it for himself, he has to get rid of him.
Zhao Gou has lost his previous nervousness, and there is only a touch of helplessness and sadness in his eyes. He is a smart man, and he has seen the situation clearly. No matter what Xu Zizhen does today, he will definitely die, although he has always had feelings for Xu Zizhen.
He was incredibly trusting, but he couldn't see any way out of the current situation.
Shui Liuli and Du Jin watched the fight nervously. Yan Zhao's eyes widened even more. Now he was finally convinced. He was considered a master. You could tell how strong Hei Tuo's skills were at a glance. He
He thought that if it had been him, he would have been knocked down a dozen times ago, but Xu Zizhen slowly beat him until he could only parry and could not fight back.
"This kid is so...so awesome!" Yan Zhao murmured. Just when he said this, his eyes suddenly froze and he cried out, "Not good!"
In just a short period of time, Heituo on the field had begun to be unable to withstand Xu Zizhen's fierce offensive. Under the stormy attack, he had no choice but to retreat, his arms tightly guarding his vital points, and he tried his best to dodge.
But despite this, Rao was still hit frequently.
But at this moment, Xu Zizhen's pressing figure suddenly staggered, and the kick he originally kicked from high fell down violently. Heituo was extremely experienced in fighting, how could he miss such a good opportunity?
He rushed forward fiercely, twisted Xu Zizhen's shoulders like iron pincers with his hands, and slammed his knees into his chest and abdomen.
Xu Zizhen lost the opportunity with one move and suddenly changed from active to passive. His body was restrained, but he was not moved at all. He also grabbed Heituo's hair with both hands and pushed it back. His right leg and knee went around Heituo's body.
Hit the back of his head.
Bang bang!
Two muffled sounds sounded almost at the same time. Xu Zizhen was hit hard on the chest, and his body flew backwards. A mouthful of blood spurted out, drawing a bloody arc in the air, while Hei Tuo was hit on the back of the head.
, Xu Zizhen seemed to know that he was going to die, and he had used up all his strength to concentrate on his knees. Heituo felt as if the back of his head had been hit by a high-speed chariot, and his vision suddenly went dark, and there was blood in his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.
A gurgling stream of water gushed out, and his body turned half a circle in the air and fell to the ground, whereupon he fainted.
All the Jin soldiers were stunned. The number one warrior in the army whom they regarded as a god was defeated like this, and the defeat was so complete and miserable. Fortunately, Heituo's opponent, Xu Zizhen, was not much better. Heituo was angry.
One blow was not easy, and I'm afraid his internal organs were ruptured and there was no way he could save himself.
"Ahem..."
At this moment, with a few strenuous coughs, Xu Zizhen suddenly moved and slowly sat up with his support on the ground. His face was as pale as paper, and there was blood on his mouth. Sure enough, he was also seriously injured, but no matter how you looked at it,
He is much better than Kurotaku.
He was the only one who knew about this. The staggering that Yan Zhao saw him actually did on purpose, in order to induce Hei Tuo to give up his defense and attack, so that he could seize the opportunity to "die together" with him.
A smile appeared on Xu Zizhen's face. Heituo was the soul of the Right Army, and his force value was quite high. If we didn't seize the opportunity to destroy him today, I don't know how many Song Dynasty soldiers would suffer in the future. Fortunately,
What's more, he did it. He knew the force of the blow to the back of Kuituo's head. He might not die, but the root cause of his illness would definitely fall down from now on.
I don’t know if there is such a thing as concussion these days.
Xu Zizhen smiled secretly in his heart and looked up at Wu Shu: "Fourth Prince, the last one, thank you."
Wu Shu's face was very ugly. He didn't expect that Heituo and him could not let him die here even though they fought hard, but this strengthened his determination to kill Xu Zizhen.
The last assassin was put back, and Xu Zizhen struggled to stand up. Zhao Gou couldn't help but leave the table, quickly came to his side, and held him up. His eyes were half relaxed and half distressed, but he didn't wait.
As he spoke, Wu Shu spoke again.
"Mr. Xu, I have another person here. I wonder if you are interested in winning him back?"
He clapped his hands, and a dying young man covered in blood was escorted out - Mu Dongbai!
Xu Zizhen looked back and saw Liu Xinian, who was standing next to Wu Shu, slowly stepping out.