Zhou Di stood opposite Zhao Gangjun, holding a long sword in one hand and slinging it behind his back. He had a chivalrous demeanor, but in Zhao Gangjun's opinion, this look looked very silly.
"I have been looking forward to playing against the best of the younger generation of the Zhao family, so that I can tell them in front of everyone that our Zhou family is stronger than the Zhao family." Zhou Di raised his chin slightly, his eyes arrogant.
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"Hurry up, don't waste time." Zhao Gangjun said.
"as you wish."
Zhou Di grinned and stamped his feet hard.
boom.
Several floor tiles were broken into pieces in an instant!
Zhou Di rushed towards Zhao Gangjun like flying.
"Well done."
Zhao Gangjun smiled proudly, squatted down slightly, and then made a strong move.
call!
Everyone seemed to see a gust of wind blowing on the competition stage.
Zhao Gangjun followed this gust of wind and floated to the surrounding area.
call out.
Zhou Di's long sword thrust out and aimed at Zhao Gangjun's arm.
All the weapons in this competition are non-lethal. Some people may be wondering, why is there any need to use non-lethal weapons?
People who have never practiced martial arts cannot understand this. There are some things that you know are not lethal, but when they stab or knock at you, every martial arts practitioner will have a conditioned reflex to dodge.
This is what the weapons of this competition are for.
It is possible that with this conditioned reflex of dodging, you will allow the other party to seize the opportunity.
Zhou Di's long sword thrust out, aiming at Zhao Gangjun's arm.
Of course, it was impossible for Zhao Gangjun to be stabbed by Zhou Di. He slightly tilted his body and dodged the sword. Then, Zhao Gangjun punched Zhou Di in the face.
Zhou Di snorted coldly, raised his hand, and actually punched him.
You know, Zhou Di had thrust out a sword before.
After thrusting out a sword, he punched again. Naturally, the power of this fist could not be the greatest! And Zhao Gangjun's punch had been prepared for a long time. Zhou Di's punch, which did not use all his strength, could hit Zhao Gangjun.
This punch may have exceeded 100% power. Is there any chance of winning?
The answer is yes, no way!
Zhou Di's fist collided with Zhao Gangjun's fist in the air.
Zhou Di's whole body shook violently. This is the effect of the dark power in Zhao Gangjun's fist. The dark power is not like the force on the surface, which can knock people away and bleed. This kind of power will penetrate your skin.
When muscles enter your body, the damage to you is far greater than external force!
call out!
A cold light flashed past.
When Zhou Di retreated, he stabbed out another sword.
This sword rotated rapidly and pierced Zhao Gang's face!
Zhao Gangjun only felt as if a spiral nest had appeared in front of him, and his whole consciousness suddenly became slightly trance-like!
As expected of the Zhou family, this swordsmanship is quite impressive!
Zhao Gangjun gave up the idea of continuing the pursuit, stepped down, and suddenly paused.
At this time, the sword was less than 1 centimeter away from Zhao Gang's door!
Zhao Gangjun suddenly raised his hands, and then drew a circle!
The whirling nest disappeared instantly, and the sword suddenly stopped!
Zhao Gangjun's hands directly grasped the sword, and all the power of the sword was wiped out!
"If this were a real sword, your hand would be dead." Zhou Di said.
"That's not necessarily the case."
Zhao Gangjun slapped the sword with his palm, and a huge force was transmitted to the surrounding area through the sword.
Zhou Di took three steps back, then jumped up and spun several times in the air before landing on the ground.
"Your power has indeed reached SS level."
An excited look appeared on Zhou Di's face, "You're only eighteen years old, you are indeed a monster."
"the same as you."
Zhao Gangjun crossed his arms, looked at Zhou Di, and said, "The martial arts geniuses of the Zhou family have the best chance of becoming SSS before they are forty years old. You are much more evil than me."
"Have you warmed up yet?" Zhou Dixiao asked.
"That's almost it. How about you?"
"I think it's ok!"
Zhou Di held his sword in front of him and said, "Let's get started."
"as you wish!"
Zhao Gangrong gave a low shout and rushed towards Zhou Di.
The long sword lying in front of Zhou Di slowly began to shake.
This is a kind of shaking without rhythm. It doesn't have any rhythm, it's just shaking, sometimes fast, sometimes slow.
The most important thing for a martial arts practitioner is a sense of rhythm. This sense of rhythm can allow you to perform better combination punches and thrust out more powerful swords. If you lose your sense of rhythm, your attack fluency will be greatly reduced, and your damage will be greatly reduced.
The strength will also be greatly reduced, so under normal circumstances, except when changing moves, few people will deliberately put themselves in a state of no rhythm.
But Zhou Di did just that.
Zhao Gangjun has not attacked him yet, so there is no change of moves. He just stands there, giving people a very awkward feeling!
Zhao Gangjun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and suddenly took a big step with one foot, approaching a place about thirty centimeters in front of Zhou Di.
Zhou Di raised his sword and stabbed Zhao Gangjun.
Zhao Gangjun's foot suddenly stepped hard on the ground.
boom.
The ground was suddenly stepped into a pit by Zhao Gangjun!
Then, Zhao Gangjun opened his mouth!
"ah!!!!!!"
The sound "ah" came from Zhao Gangjun's mouth.
The sound was not loud at first, but after 0.01 seconds, the sound suddenly seemed to explode!
Zhou Di's hair was blown up by the word "ah"!
It seemed that a wave-like sound wave could be seen coming out of Zhao Gangjun's mouth.
Zhou Di's hand paused for a moment.
call!
Zhao Gangjun’s fist is already here!
With a bang, Zhao Gangjun punched Zhou Di on the shoulder.
Card wipe.
You can vaguely hear the sound of bone cracking!
Zhou Di's expression remained unchanged and his wrist flicked.
The long sword drew a sharp silver light in the air and stabbed Zhao Gangjun's ribs!
A squeaking sound.
Zhao Gangrong's ribs were cut open!
Zhao Gangjun frowned slightly, then did a backflip, put his hands on the ground, and then bounced hard, and he jumped ten meters away in an instant.
"Beep!"
The referee's whistle sounded.
Zhao Gangjun looked at his ribs, then looked at the sword in Zhou Di's hand, and said with a strange expression, "There's something wrong with your sword..."
Zhou Di also looked at his sword in surprise.
Logically speaking, these weapons are non-lethal, that is, they have not been sharpened. Although he can also use these things to kill people, they are just ordinary people. For Zhao Gangjun, who has inner energy to defend himself, this
No weapon can break his skin!
But, Zhao Gangjun...why was he stabbed by himself?