Amidst the continuous collisions, all of Alva's attacks...none of them were effective.
As long as his attack can be carried out, he is confident that he can hit it.
But every time he made a move, the opponent would be stuck right at his point of attack, as if he had predicted it.
Let his next attack be instantly intercepted.
This feeling almost made him explode.
"ah!!!"
Alva's roar exploded under the night sky.
However, his roar only lasted for a second and then ended abruptly.
Mu Fan took back the stick he pointed out.
The opponent's attack was intercepted again.
This feeling of having strength but not being able to use it made Alva so frustrated that he almost vomited blood.
His strength and weapons were completely useless, and he could only be beaten passively like a mainland turtle.
Finally, after being interrupted by dozens of attacks, Alva turned over and retreated to his original position. He looked at Mu Fan across from him angrily, panting like an ox.
An unruly long hair was blowing in the wind with the owner's angry mood.
"Do you dare to fight me like a man!"
In this roar, Alva threw his ax and shield to both sides... in full view of everyone!
The weapon made of bone gold was just thrown away by him.
The breeze under the night sky blew Alva's hair, and his angular face made him look as heroic as the sun god under the light of the torch.
But the dense bloodshot eyes ruined the beauty.
"Fist to fist, foot to foot, fight like a man, do you dare!?"
A thick roar exploded from his chest, and Alva's anger had accumulated to the extreme.
Hearing the roar from the other side, Mu Fan's eyes turned cold.
Buzz~
Amidst the gentle trembling of the air, the rotating stick slowly stopped.
Mu Fan, who was leaning forward like a wolf, curved his lips.
"Then I'll satisfy you."
Stab down with your left hand!
The short stick stood on the ground, and the nether energy began to flow from the palm back to the heart. Without the maintenance of energy, the curved light sickle blade at this moment returned to its ordinary appearance, a dark gold short stick covered with dense patterns.
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Mu Fan clapped his hands and slowly straightened his body. The blood vessels on his muscles became more distinct.
Mu Fan just walked towards Alva who was stronger than him. His voice was clearly audible in the wind: "Do I need to win to convince you?"
"Ha. If you can beat me, I will obey you. Unfortunately... the person who can beat me, Alva, hasn't come out yet!"
The fighting spirit in Al'a's eyes was infinitely high, and the momentum in the field rose again at this moment.
"Roar!"
"come on!"
Suddenly, the surroundings erupted into even louder cheers.
The faces of the Baijia people turned red with excitement.
Fight! Fight!
The fighting attributes imprinted in their bones made them excited and excited as soon as they saw this most primitive violent scene.
"Brother Mu, come on, teacher and sister are waiting for you."
The little fat man Enoch shouted at the top of his voice. Nuo Nuo's face suddenly turned red. She glared at the little fat man who was making faces, then looked at Mu Fan shyly, and nodded vigorously.
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"Hey."
After Mu Fan saw Nuo Nuo's eyes, he chuckled, and the indifference on his body began to recede like a tide.
replaced by……
A violent aura steaming up like a ferocious beast.
"call……"
"call……"
As his chest rose and fell, Mu Fan's breathing sounded like a wild beast.
He took a big lunge, his right fist was twisted backwards like a charged arrow, and there was even a crackling sound in his arm.
The soles of the feet were superimposed more than seventeen times in an instant, forming a single step and hitting the ground heavily.
Boom
Everyone felt their eardrums bulging heavily, as if they heard a giant elephant stamping on the ground.
Then in their sight, the ground beneath Mu Fan's feet suddenly collapsed.
He used his fists as a human and blasted forward like a cannonball fired flatly.
Mu Fan, who is not tall, actually launches an attack?
"good!"
Alva shouted loudly, a hint of excitement finally flashed across his pupils, and his muscles all over his body flexed, and the muscles shone like rocks under the firelight.
Competing with Alva, the strongest of the younger generation of the White Armor clan?
This was simply the most ridiculous thing he had ever seen in his life.
Alva took the first step towards Mu Fan and jumped out like a cheetah in an instant.
A strong and strong posture, without any sloppiness.
Six types of steel!
Six types of steps!
Stack moves
Type Six·Cannon Heavy Cannon!
In the rapid blood circulation, the compressed psionic energy rushes out of the atrium and perfuses the hands and legs again.
Mu Fan, who pulled out an afterimage, suddenly paused in his rush.
The next second, the ground sank five centimeters out of thin air, and Mu Fan's figure instantly accelerated by 50%!
The two figures collided suddenly.
boom!
Like giant rocks colliding, the wind created by the two people hit the machine at this moment, creating a wave of air in an instant.
Mu Fan, who appeared in freeze-frame, maintained his punching posture.
Alva's long hair was thrown up, and his right arm was like a giant wooden hammer.
The two men collapsed at the same time, plowing deep traces of soil on the ground.
"Yes, that's how it feels. If you want to win my respect, let the White Armor people see your power!"
Even though it seemed like he had been hit directly by a mountain, the force of the heavy counter-shock made his muscles spasm.
That kind of power really surprised Alva.
but……
That feeling was like a stimulant, making Alva instantly wild.
boom!
The two punched each other again.
Alva's right leg suddenly popped out when the confrontation was about to happen. He shook Mu Fan and kicked him five meters away!
"Come again!"
Feeling the terrifying power that was almost comparable to Ruan Xiongfeng, Mu Fan not only did not feel frustrated, but the smile on his lips grew wider and wider, and he shouted happily.
…
Superposition skills, Six Types·Impact Hammer.
boom!
Alva braced his arms for a punch, but was knocked into the air.
…
boom!
Mu Fan flew out of the dust mist like a sandbag.
…
Boom!
A deep purple fist mark appeared on Alva's shoulder blade.
Boom!
Mu Fan, who activated the Six Styles of Steel, looked down at his abdomen.
A huge fist mark was imprinted on it.
The punch he just punched almost dispelled his psionic energy.
But the madness in Mu Fan's bloodline burned like a raging fire.
…
There were constant sounds of heavy fists and kicks.
At this time, the two people showed a shocking beauty of violence.
Click!
Mu Fan had just broken a piece of rock wood that could only be held with two hands.
Click.
Alva punched a deep hole in the blue steel stone.
The two of you come and go.
People's shocked eyes soon became dull.
"This...is this Alva?"
A two-meter-tall strong man stammered to himself.
Beside him, a dozen of his companions clutched their battle axes, but could not utter a single word in response.
The man with bruises on his face and blood all over his body turned out to be Alva?
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