Why did you suddenly switch the long stick to one side?
Mu Fan's pupils were now staring at the other end, and he intuitively felt that the momentum on the other side was different from before.
There is still tearing pain when moving his left arm, and he is unable to exert force at all. Holding the long training stick in his right hand, Mu Fan arches his waist like a dormant tiger.
The members of the Mid-air Observation Group saw weapons fighting for the first time, and many people were obviously interested.
Lieutenant Tian suddenly stepped forward and drew circles with both ends of the stick at the same time. At the same moment, one end of the stick drew from front to back and downward, while the other end drew from back to bottom to front and upward. Between virtual and real attacks, he used the right end of the stick to point
Xiang Mufan's left temple.
Mu Fan's temples jumped sharply, and he suddenly folded his arm, using his elbow to press the long stick and hit it directly from one side to break the opponent's choke attack.
When the two sticks collided, Mu Fan noticed that the end he had just replaced was being used by Lieutenant Tian to hit the ground.
So why replace?
Or……
This is just confusion!
"Little strangulation." Ruan Xiongfeng, who was holding his arms, suddenly said three words coldly. This is the name of the first move of the weapon killing technique.
Now he is extremely sure that the other party is probably coming with murderous intent!
Who dares to commit murder on such an occasion!
What this destroyed was not an ordinary person, but the star of hope for the future of the college!
If I find out, I will tear you alive!
"drop!"
Suddenly there was a vibration in the sky. It was not a voice message, but a text message.
"I'm sorry, Commander Ruan. The alert was triggered when I inquired just now. I didn't have enough authority. The gendarmerie may come later. This message is encrypted. Don't worry, the communication records have been destroyed."
Looking at the last flashing punctuation mark, Ruan Xiongfeng clenched his fists. He finally confirmed that someone was causing trouble, and the level was probably very high!
How could this civilian boy reach such a high level!
Boy, stay alive!
…
Seeing Mu Fan hold his first move, Tian Qingyun's eyes were full of meaning.
Boy, I'm afraid I'm going to kill a genius today.
The long stick that had missed was already stuck on the ground, but now it was suddenly swept forward by a force of brute force. The cold wind was about to break Mu Fan's legs with one blow.
Sweeping leg and attacking!
Small strangulation pursuit technique!
This is entirely due to the impact of Mu Fan's current movement.
One of his arms was already wasted, and now he wanted to lose two more of Mu Fan's legs.
What Mu Fan felt in this move was a cold killing intent, the kind of iron-blooded killing that is unique to soldiers!
The long stick was about to hit both legs in an instant. Mu Fan twisted his waist, lifted his feet off the ground, and forced himself to turn around horizontally in the air.
Huh, the long stick that had just been swept swayed strangely in Tian Qingyun's hand, and then used the inertia to draw a circle, turned back into the air, and then hit it hard!
The second pursuit technique - swinging and slashing.
Killing every step of the way!
Mu Fan, whose body was still in the air, instinctively felt that something was wrong, because the sound of the long stick breaking through the air came too fast, and even phantoms began to appear.
And this feeling of splitting the air...
It doesn’t look like it could be made with a stick!
Mu Fan's pupils shrank because from the corner of his eye, he saw that the side that was struck this time was the side that was pointed at him after the hands were exchanged just now!
With a twist of his wrist, Mu Fan carried the long stick behind his back, trying to resist the blow by supporting the stick with his back.
But he didn't notice the strange movements of Tian Qingyun's hands holding the long stick, so he didn't know that the long stick was not an ordinary smash at all.
Click!
There was only a clear sound, and the long stick on Mu Fan's back was broken with one blow. Only then did he finally realize that there was something wrong with the long stick on the opposite side.
It was definitely not a wooden stick, but cold metal.
puff!
The heavy stick with huge potential hit his back hard, and Mu Fan groaned and spat out a mouthful of blood.
When the steaming blood sprayed onto the floor of the fighting platform, everyone watching shouted "Hello" at the same time.
They didn't know the truth of the matter at all, but seeing that the terrifying No. 1578 was injured meant that this battle was probably going to be exciting, and watching the excitement was never too big a deal.
Mu Fan was hit hard on the ground. He could tell that the force of the blow just now was probably level 21. Now his internal organs seemed to be out of place.
Rumor? Not good!
Mu Fan, who had not yet recovered, heard another sharp sound of the air being cut.
Snapped!
Mu Fan exerted force and vomited out another mouthful of blood. He held the broken stick in his right hand and stabbed it hard into the ground. Then he turned over with a kite and narrowly avoided the diagonal chop.
Tian Qingyun withdrew his stick unexpectedly. He thought that the move just now could completely defeat this kid.
After receiving two heavy blows from his own killing technique, his internal organs were ruptured to the extent that he might not be able to reach the medical center.
Attacked three times in a row, each move carrying murderous intent.
After finally confirming the opponent's purpose, Mu Fan rubbed the corner of his mouth with his right shoulder and wiped away the blood.
Then he spit out loudly.
"It really surprised me." Tian Qingyun himself looked a little confused when he hit two of the three killing moves to survive.
Pooh!
The look in Mu Fan's eyes now is that of a lone wolf who has been forced into a dead end, completely desperate and crazy.
He will never be knocked down, and he will never admit defeat!
It's interesting. Looking at the look in the eyes of the young man in front of him and his alert posture, he is not ready to admit defeat at all.
Haha, since you want to die, you can't blame me.
Tian Qingyun raised one side of the long stick that had been modified and replaced with alloy again, gently pushed the bottom with his left hand, and held it behind his back with his right hand. The whole person assumed another strange posture, but his murderous intention continued unabated!
"Have you finally become shameless?" Ruan Xiongfeng exuded evil aura in the air, causing no one to stand within two meters around him.
"What is Old Ruan doing?" Ruan Xiongfeng's movements alarmed the people around him, but looking at the cold expression on Ruan Xiongfeng's face and the evil aura around him, that bald head was particularly frightening.
No one dares to approach.
I am afraid that no one at the scene, except for Ruan Xiongfeng who has rich experience, could see the strangeness behind the stage.
Tian Qingyun's hands began to alternate strangely.
The long stick also began to rotate slowly with a specific rhythm, constantly rotating with two alternating palms as the center, and then began to accelerate.
The sound of breaking wind came whining, and the strange whistling sound once again attracted the attention of the crowd.
At this time, an individual audience member finally raised a question.
"This...is a move that can be used at level 17?"
Unfortunately, the crowd was noisy, and more people were concentrating on the fighting elsewhere. These questions were quickly drowned in the crowd.
Finally, Tian Qingyun rotated the long stick in his hand to the extreme, and then raised his hands above his head.
"If you don't want to leave, then...go to hell!"
A cold murderous intention finally appeared in his eyes. With this final blow, Tian Qingyun decided to send the opponent on the road.
Ha, the aura around Mu Fan's body was extremely cold, and a faint green light flashed across his palm.
The muscles of his right arm under the long-sleeved jacket were all bulging, and he rubbed his fingers violently in a gesture that a normal person would never be able to do.
Woohoo!
The broken stick actually stood up in Mu Fan's palm and began to spin at a high speed, and then made a strange wind sound.
Holding the long stick in his right hand, he raised his drooped eyelids, and a look of indifference to life appeared in his eyes.
"Want to kill me..."
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