Han Qian rubbed his somewhat numb left hand, glanced gloomily at Luo Hao who was standing opposite him, glanced at the dragon tooth saber that Luo Hao had kicked aside, and moved towards the dragon on the ground.
Teeth Saber ran away.
Luo Hao, who was always paying attention to Han Qian's movements, would naturally not let him get what he wanted. When Han Qian moved, his body also moved, and he was the first to stop in front of Han Qian, and the fist of his right hand was like thunder.
Take Han Qian and blast away.
Before the fist even came close, Han Qian could already feel the wind coming from that fist, which seemed to be able to tear the skin apart.
His head turned slightly to the right, avoiding Luo Hao's fist that could definitely break the bridge of his nose. The strong wind of the fist brushed against Han Qian's cheek, causing a faint pain like a knife cut.
Han Qian, who turned his head to avoid Luo Hao's direct punch, caught a glimpse of the knife wound on his left shoulder, and punched him back without hesitation. The knife wound on Luo Hao's shoulder was immediately broken open by Han Qian's punch.
"Hiss—!" Luo Hao couldn't help but gasp at the pain caused by the cracked incision on his shoulder.
Han Qian, who succeeded in another sneak attack, quickly retreated and raised a cold smile towards Luo Hao, "Kanglong, after three years of idle time, compared with you when you were the leader of Team B, now
You are too weak!"
Luo Hao gritted his teeth, raised his left hand, and licked the blood flowing down his arm into his mouth. A strong salty smell instantly spread in Luo Hao's mouth.
"Is he weaker than before? It seems too early to draw a conclusion now!" Luo Hao's dark pupils shone with light full of fighting spirit.
"You damn duck has a tough mouth!" Han Qian sneered and took the initiative to attack Luo Hao, who was standing opposite him. The fist of his right hand went straight to the wound on Luo Hao's left shoulder.
Luo Hao's eyes flashed with light, and he stepped forward to meet him. When Han Qian's fist was about to touch the knife wound on his shoulder, Luo Hao's left shoulder suddenly sank. While avoiding Han Qian's fist, he struck with his right hand.
The jab struck Han Qian's abdomen like lightning.
Seeing his fist grazing Luo Hao's shoulder, Han Qian secretly sighed inwardly, but before he could react to retreat, he felt an overwhelming pain in his abdomen. This severe pain made Han Qian's
The body bends forward uncontrollably.
The moment Han Qian's body arched up, Luo Hao's right leg suddenly lifted up and hit Han Qian's jaw hard with his knee.
Buzz——!
The moment Luo Hao's knee touched his chin, Han Qian felt that in his ears, except for the buzzing sound caused by the impact of Luo Hao's knee, all other sounds disappeared. His body was like a kite with its string broken.
Just like that, it flew out upside down, leaving a long drag mark on the ground.
Looking at Han Qian who was knocked away by him, Luo Hao just stood there and gasped for breath, and did not pursue the victory. It was not that he did not want to pursue, but that his body did not allow him to do so at the moment.
As Qi Fan was injected into his body, the efficacy of the injection that helped him relieve the effects of the drug on his nerve endings weakened, and pain like needle pricks came again under the skin in various parts of his body. Although the pain was now much relieved,
But it still affected his body's movements.
Han Qian, who was lying on the ground, struggled to get up from the ground, rubbed his chin with his hands, and spit out a mouthful of blood on the ground.
"Falcon?!" Han Qian looked at Luo Hao five meters away with murderous eyes. Han Qian, who also received combat training in the Longyin Army, recognized at a glance the weapon Luo Hao used to knock him away just now.
Tricks.
"In close combat, not only your fists and legs, but every part of your body can be used as a weapon, especially your eyes! Use your eyes to stare at your enemy and make him feel
Generate fear, make him feel scared, and make him want to retreat! Then, before you even take action, you have already won half the battle!"
Luo Hao's ears echoed with the words Zhao Tianyu said to him during the fighting class. He took a deep breath, suppressed the subtle stinging pain coming from various parts of his body, and met Han Qian's murderous eyes. The two of them
A new round of competition started in the air with his eyes.
The air between the two people became a little solid, and a few invisible sparks splashed out from time to time. The blood flowing from Luo Hao's shoulders, along his drooping arms, gathered on his fingertips, dripping drop by drop.
On the dirt at his feet.
Boom! A blue-purple lightning flashed across the dark cloudy night sky, and the large raindrops broke through the clouds and fell to the ground unscrupulously. After a while, the two people standing in the open space were soaked by the rain.
The pool of blood near Luo Hao's left foot was also washed away by the rain.
"Roar--!"
After standing in the open space for almost half an hour, Han Qian, who was staring so hard, shouted loudly, rushed towards Luo Hao, and slammed his fist into Luo Hao's chest.
Facing Han Qian's fast attack, Luo Hao did not dodge, but chose a death-defying style. He also punched Han Qian in the chest, exchanging injuries for injuries and fighting for his life!
boom!
boom!
Two muffled sounds came from the chests of the two people. At the same time, they felt as if their chests were being hit by heavy hammers, and they clearly felt a stagnation of air.
The two people who hit each other with their fists at the same time did not withdraw their punches. Instead, they thrust their fists forward harder, as if they wanted to penetrate the other person with their fists.
"Roar--!"
"kill--!"
The two people, who were only a dozen centimeters apart, let out a roar at the same time, and their eyes opened in anger almost swallowing up the opponent in front of them.
Luo Hao's left hand reached out like lightning, clasped Han Qian's wrist, and slammed his forehead into his nose. Han Qian, who felt a warm current pouring out of his nostrils, opened his mouth and was held by Luo Hao
With his right fist, he grabbed the knife wound on his shoulder.
Under the squeeze of Han Qian's fingers, blood gushes out quickly. The severe pain caused Luo Hao to release his left hand from Han Qian's right wrist. Han Qian also seized the opportunity, retracted his right hand, and quickly moved his body towards
Back away.
Han Qian wiped the nosebleed flowing to his mouth with his hand, glared at Luo Hao and gritted his teeth: "Luo Hao, I'm going to kill you!"
"I will also give these words to you!" Luo Hao glanced at the tree branch less than one meter away from his head and had a plan in mind.
"go to hell!"
Han Qian shouted angrily, and quickly raised his right leg to the level of his waist. Driven by twisting his waist and hips, he swept his tibia towards Luo Hao's left ribs.
Looking at a kick that would definitely break his ribs if he was kicked hard, Luo Hao endured the severe pain from his left shoulder, jumped up on the spot, grabbed the branch above his head, and avoided Han
While Qian swept his right leg, he used his own legs to twist Han Qian's neck!