Everyone in the audience looked at each other in awe. No one would have thought that Wang Xiaohu, who had the upper hand just now, would be completely at a disadvantage in the blink of an eye. Isn't this a bit unnatural?
Wang Xiaohu didn't speak. He just looked at Xu Hu silently in front of him, constantly thinking about how to win. He clearly understood that his weakness was in skills. In this regard, Xu Hu was completely higher than himself, especially
His set of tiger-shaped fists was so powerful that he couldn't react at all. His advantage was that his strength was slightly greater than his, but it was only a little bigger. Now that one of his arms was injured, his strength
It's hard to say whether he can suppress him in terms of strength, but if he wants to win, the only way is to rely on strength.
After gathering his composure, Wang Xiaohu understood that he had to let the other party fight head-on with him. Only in that way could he have a chance of survival.
"Brother Wang, since you refuse to admit defeat, don't blame me for being rude!" Xu Hu saw Wang Xiaohu just looking at him indifferently, and then he let out a sinister smile and rushed towards Wang Xiaohu again. This time, his speed
Faster, his body was like a tiger descending a mountain, an extremely strong momentum burst out, he no longer tested like before, and directly swept towards Wang Xiaohu with one kick.
Wang Xiaohu retreats, retreats quickly!
Wang Xiaohu just avoided Xu Hu's kick, but Xu Hu's punches hit him one after another. Wang Xiaohu continued to retreat, but Xu Hu no longer kept hitting like before, and punched out with a completely desperate attitude.
, punches and kicks, punch after punch, kick after kick, how could Wang Xiaohu, who was unable to use one hand, resist?
Xu Hu seemed to have taken a fancy to this, and his strikes became harder and harder, and the speed of his punches became faster and faster. Wang Xiaohu, who was already thinking about how to fight Xu Hu head-on, was too late even if he wanted to fight head-on.
The body continued to retreat, and once again came to the edge of the platform, Xu Hu also let out a ferocious laugh, and shouted: "Defeat!" His whole body suddenly jumped into the air, and he kicked Wang Xiaohu's head fiercely.
With all his strength gathered in one kick, even if Wang Xiaohu could resist it, he would definitely be kicked backwards by the huge force. He would definitely win this battle.
Facing this surging kick, Wang Xiaohu wanted to hide in both directions, but it was too late. He wanted to block it with his hands. The only consequence would be that he would be kicked off the stage. In that case, he would lose. Could it be that
Are you going to lose the first game?
With a sound of "Bang!", Xu Hu kicked Wang Xiaohu hard in the heart. A mouthful of blood spurted out from Wang Xiaohu's mouth, and his body flew up and fell back.
A smile appeared on Xu Hu's face, but in the middle of his smile, he froze because Wang Xiaohu had grabbed his calf without knowing when, and his body was flying towards the audience.
At this time, Xu Hu's body was still in mid-air. Where could he move, he could only kick Wang Xiaohu hard in the heart again, hoping that Wang Xiaohu would let go, but Wang Xiaohu held on tightly and endured the severe pain in his heart.
, even enduring the danger of his sternum being kicked to pieces, refusing to let go at all.
"Boom..." With a sound, their bodies fell under the platform almost at the same time. Wang Xiaohu opened his mouth wide, and another mouthful of blood spurted out, mixed with some internal organ fragments.
"Lao Qi..." Ye Xingchen, Zifeng, Chen Xiaolong, Ouyang Jun, and others immediately rushed towards Wang Xiaohu, and instantly arrived in front of Wang Xiaohu, supporting Wang Xiaohu.
"I...I'm fine..." Wang Xiaohu's upper body was almost stained red by the blood he spit out, but he showed a relieved look to Ye Xingchen and others, and even tried to struggle to stand up, but unfortunately he fainted immediately.
The shock made Ye Xingchen and others worry for a while, but fortunately Ye Tianlong arrived in time, checked Wang Xiaohu's pulse, and confirmed that there was nothing serious, then he felt relieved.
As for Xu Hu on the side, he also stood up, his face dark. How could he have thought that Wang Xiaohu would be so desperate? He would fight to the death to pull himself off the stage!
Everyone at the scene was stunned for a while. They did not expect such a result. Cai Shenglong also had a look of horror in his eyes, but he quickly came to his senses and announced: "This round is a draw!"
Everyone was surprised. No one expected that the first match would end in a draw. However, since Cai Shenglong said so, no one objected.
Wang Xiaohu was sent down. Although his life was not in danger, his internal organs were severely impacted and he must receive treatment immediately, otherwise there may be any sequelae.
At this time, it was the second round of the competition. Xu Hu, who was tied with Wang Xiaohu, saw that Cai Junzhang did not blame himself. He walked to the side and raised his head, while a gentle-looking, thin and frail man...
Shi walked up to Cai Junzhang and said calmly: "Fourth Young Master, I'll play this round!"
Cai Junzhang wanted to say something, but seeing the determined look in the man's eyes, he could only nod.
The man didn't say anything and came directly to the platform, but his movement was a bit special, as if he was floating up like the wind.
"Leave this person to me!" At this time, Ouyang Jun said.
Ye Xingchen was about to nod, but Lin Aoxiang on the side suddenly said: "No, leave this person to me!"
"Huh?" Ye Xingchen and Ouyang Jun both looked puzzled.
"This person's movement skills are unique. I am trying to catch him, and their strong men are behind me. Ouyang, you still have a stronger opponent to deal with!" Lin Aoxiang explained again.
"Okay, be careful!" Ouyang Jun nodded. Ye Xingchen didn't say anything and just nodded. Lin Aoxiang smiled at the two of them and jumped onto the ring.
"Lin Aoxiang, you are polite!" Lin Aoxiang first saluted to the other party.
"Qiu Xiaodi!" A cold voice came from the thin man's mouth.
"Haha, Brother Qiu, I've offended you a lot!" Lin Aoxiang still had a smile on his face, but he had already assumed the starting position of Wing Chun, and his eyes were staring at the man in front of him. For a man
A warrior should never look down on any enemy. This is the most basic principle.
"Really?" The man had no intention of taking action at all. Instead, he snorted coldly, with a look of disdain in his eyes. Lin Aoxiang had a good temper, but his face turned pale with anger. As soon as he moved his steps, he
He rushed towards Emperor Qiu Xiao.
"You don't know how to live or die!" Qiu Xiaodi snorted coldly, and in a flash, he was in front of Lin Aoxiang, and pointed out...
Lin Aoxiang was shocked. He had to be shocked. He was clearly three meters away, but how could he come to him in the blink of an eye? Moreover, the finger he pointed out looked so weak, but for some reason, Lin Aoxiang
However, Ao Xiang felt that that finger contained extremely strong power, as if this finger could break through a mountain. But his body was obviously not as good as a mountain. A threat of death swept through his whole heart. Without thinking too much, his body instinctively
He stepped back, but the speed of that finger was so fast that as soon as he took a step back, a finger had already touched his heart. Suddenly he felt as if he had been hit by a cannonball, and his heart had been completely wounded.
It dented, and the body flew backwards. The blood from the mouth spurted out freely, mixed with a large number of internal organs fragments. The whole person fell directly to the ground heavily, but he could not get up.
The whole place was silent. What is going on? How come we just had a fight? Our classmate Lin Aoxiang, who is proficient in various martial arts, was pointed out by his opponent?
One finger, the opponent only used one finger? Lin Aoxiang was knocked down without even a chance to fight back, and he seemed to have suffered extremely serious injuries? How is this possible?
Cai Shenglong and Ye Tianlong looked at each other, and involuntarily thought of the terrifying finger technique "Shocking Finger" that was circulated among potential users. It was a master who had reached the level of latent explosives and created the ultimate law enforcement. No matter what you use
With this kind of move, no matter what kind of weapon you use, he only needs one finger to point the direction.
But the man in front of him obviously has not reached that level. He has not even stimulated his own potential. How can he have such terrifying fingering skills? Could it be that he is...
"Soaring..." Ye Xingchen and others quickly recovered from their shock, and one by one they were about to rush towards the stage, but a white figure had already arrived on the stage before them, and they reacted
Ye Tianlong.
He put one hand on Lin Aoxiang's chest and frowned tightly.
"Dad, what's wrong with him?" Ye Xingchen said with great worry. He really didn't expect that this thin man had such terrifying strength.
"Three sternums are broken, and the internal organs are severely damaged. We must receive treatment immediately, otherwise..." Ye Tianlong said solemnly, Jingtian pointed out that he had only heard of it.
Hearing that Lin Aoxiang's life was in danger, Ye Xingchen felt a burst of sadness and anger in his heart. He immediately looked at Qiu Xiaodi coldly, only to find that his whole body was also squatting, breathing heavily, as if he had just been exhausted by a finger.
It was like he tried his best.
"Don't look anymore, that finger just now has exhausted all the strength of his body. This is also the terrifying part of this kind of fingering. You continue to play, and I will personally send him down the mountain!" Ye Tianlong said, facing Cai Shenglong in the stands.
He glanced at it, then picked up Lin Aoxiang and rushed down the mountain. After a few breaths, he had disappeared in front of everyone. Seeing the big guys were all dumbfounded, this... is this the true strength of Lord Ye Xiang?
Ye Xingchen, Zifeng, Ouyang Jun, Luo Yin, Lin Aoxiang and others all became angry. After only two games, their side lost two generals, especially Lin Aoxiang, who suffered such a serious injury.
As for the injury, if he had some shortcomings, how should he and others face it?
However, even though they were extremely angry, due to the rules of the competition, Ye Xingchen and others only glared at Qiu Xiaodi fiercely, while Cai Junzhang had a faint smile on his face, and even went to the stage in person to support him.
Qiu Xiaodixin walked off the ring.
What kind of skill is this? One finger consumed all the strength of the whole body. How did he do it? Ye Xingchen and others could not understand the mystery of this finger, but the opponent's third player was already standing
on the platform.
This is a man with an equally thin build. He carries a knife on his back. It is a long knife that looks ordinary. It has no scabbard and is just wrapped in rags. His eyes are as sharp as a knife and his face is abnormal.
Cold and cold, the whole person is like a sword, a sword about to be unsheathed.
"Let me do it!" At this time, Zifeng walked out, and his pupils turned purple again. Ye Xingchen and others understood that it was the fighting spirit in his body that had broken out.
"Be careful, these people are not simple!" Ye Xingchen nodded.
"I understand!" Zifeng also nodded, but walked towards the platform. Anyone on the other side could defeat Lin Aoxiang with just one finger, so how could he despise him?
Cai Shenglong, who was in the stands, set his sights on Cai Junzhang. He really couldn't figure out where his adopted son found these elites. Although none of them could unleash their physical potential, they were definitely among the top masters.
Anyone who goes to any organization is definitely a hot figure, but he didn't expect that Cai Junzhang would recruit them all. It seems that he really underestimated him?
Zifeng slowly walked onto the platform, and with a slight flip of the Ziyue Knife, it appeared in her hand. Under the sunlight, bursts of purple light appeared, making it look so bright.
"What a knife!" The man carrying the knife praised sincerely.
"Where is your knife?" Zifeng said coldly. The more indifferent the other party was, the less he dared to be careless.
The man also slowly took off his sword, and then tore off the fabric layer by layer. Everyone focused on his sword, wanting to see how eye-catching the sword in his hand would be.
It was a sword, but when all the rags on the sword were torn apart, everyone sighed. This is not a sword. It is more like a broken piece of iron. Except for the handle, the whole sword looks different.
It looked dull, not even the blade could see any light. Even the watermelon knives used by gangsters today were sharper than his, but the look on Zifeng's face was even more solemn.
After the man pulled out the knife, his aura completely changed. If the man just now gave people the impression that a knife was about to be unsheathed, then he now is a knife that has been unsheathed and is shining brightly.
Peerless magic weapon...
"This sword has no name. Let me teach you how to use it!" The man held the sword in both hands, pointed down, and saluted Zifeng.
"The name of the sword is Ziyue, please!" Zifeng also returned the salute, and then the whole person rushed forward. A purple sword light instantly cut through the void, but Wuming also rushed forward, and the Wuming in his hand fell from the bottom.
Pulling it up, a wisp of white light suddenly swayed from his sword, turning into sharp sword energy, going straight towards Zifeng's body, as if it was going to break Zifeng into thousands of pieces... (To be completed.