"Seeing how annoying you are, I really wish I could confront you earlier and drive you off the ring."
"Don't think that if you beat me once, you will win. I am backed by the Grandmaster family, and my background is deeper than you think. I can step by step become a senior, expert, master, and even become a Grandmaster, but you will always be defeated by me.
Trampled underfoot."
The lunch break was very sufficient. The last few games were played in the afternoon, and Gongsun Du came to buzz again, which gave him a strong sense of presence.
To be honest, Xu Zhi didn't have a big grudge against this kid. The target of his revenge was his grandfather, but he couldn't bear Gongsun Du's hatred of Xu Zhi.
It seems a bit rude not to say a few harsh words when two people meet.
"May your mouth be as strong as your hands and feet, and may you not just be a show of words in front of me."
"Don't worry, I will..."
"Xu Zhi, you are facing off against that little thief Gongsun Du."
The Big-headed King of Kings ran over happily, interrupting Gongsun Du's harsh words that he had to think of after he pondered for a moment.
The little thief Gongsun Du?
Gongsun Du shook his head, when did he become a little thief?
"What the hell, I'm going to fuck you, you big-headed son."
"You have crooked melons and cracked jujubes, thief eyebrows and rat eyes, a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and you are careless and careless. You don't look like a human being or a ghost like a ghost. You have a ferocious face. Who will believe you if you say you are not a little thief?"
Compared to the two people who were ruthless and poor in words, the king of kings was much more eloquent and could blurt out a series of words.
"There are such shameless people in the world..."
Gongsun Du pointed at the king of kings, and his words were a bit fragmented. Who is handsome and who is ugly? Isn’t there a point in mind?
"I'll wait for you in the ring, hum!"
Xu Zhi ignored him and swallowed the food slowly. He wanted to be fully prepared before playing the last few games.
A fight with Gongsun Du will lead to promotion to the quarterfinals, and then to the semifinals. The chance of meeting Gu Yuxi is getting higher and higher. It is not troublesome to fight Gongsundu, but it is troublesome to fight against Gu Yuxi.
In the knockout round, whether it was him or Gu Yuxi, it would be a pity for anyone to be eliminated. Just like Shang Gaofeng, he obviously had a higher level of strength, but he was defeated abruptly.
"Ho ho ho, I've finally waited for you."
On the ring, Gongsun Du's face was full of fanaticism, not just for some kind of hatred. For him, losing was also a shame, and he had to win everything back.
He was older than him and had advanced cultivation. It was understandable that he would lose, and he could catch up in the future. But he was younger than him, and even won with some kind of messy punches. Gongsun Du couldn't hold back his breath.
For more than three months, he practiced every day, rarely going to school, just to compete in the Provincial Games.
Wash away the shame of losing that day.
"Do you still remember my title?"
"Flying Immortal with One Sword?"
"That's right, that's right." Xu Zhi was very happy. This was his first nickname. Gongsun Du remembered it clearly. This was fame in the world.
"But you used a stick."
Gongsun Du shamelessly said that he held a sword in his hand and had an unforgettable grudge against Xu Zhi. Not to mention the nickname, the set of tricks he used to hit him that day was still fresh in his memory.
In addition to the five-step cotton palm, he also has the swordsmanship inherited from the Gongsun family. He was taught by Gongsun Kang for three months. Now he is proficient in swordsmanship. Compared with the skills of fists, legs, palms and feet, swordsmanship has become his number one killer.
technique.
"I won't give you any chance." Gongsun Du calmed down and said that once he suffered a loss, it was enough.
Must take advantage.
The swordsmanship was light, agile, free and elegant. The moment Gongsun Du wielded the sword, it actually brought out a certain sense of beauty, which made Xu Zhi marvel.
The stick technique is like that of the Demon King. Xu Zhi's only moves are offensive. The stick can be used to attack and defend, but if you want to defeat the enemy, you can only attack.
In addition, Gongsun Du's swordsmanship is also the reason why Xu Zhi has to take the initiative to attack. Compared with his stick skills, which he has just started to learn, Gongsundu's swordsmanship is obviously much better than his.
With a master training behind him, Xu Zhi has made tremendous progress that cannot be compared to him.
Moreover, Gongsun Du himself had very high qualifications and fast cultivation speed. This kind of achievement was within Xu Zhi's estimation.
"Just, can you catch a move with my stick?"
Xu Zhi swung his stick and suppressed all directions.
Skills can be honed, and the damage done by moves can be enhanced, but the power needs to be polished slowly or maintained with one's own Qi training, which cannot be achieved overnight. Xu Zhi's stick is very heavy.
The old man only uses this kind of weapon for advanced cultivators. At the basic cultivator level, few people can use it.
Gongsun Du now has a deep understanding of how Shang Gaofeng felt at that time. He was making rapid progress, and Xu Zhi was not standing still.
"Hit the left chest"
"Hit the right breast"
"Hit the right breast"
"Hit the left chest"
…
Xu Zhi muttered something, which made Gongsun Du very irritated. His swordsmanship was a little confused. This bitch was playing tricks.
Thinking about the chest that had been beaten to a B-cup size last time, Gongsun Du's heart became violent.
"Eighteen-style random cloak"
He shouted softly, and the green steel sword came to kill instantly. This was the ultimate swordsmanship move of the Gongsun family. Gongsun Kang used this swordsmanship to harvest the heads of many high-level practitioners.
He is not as good as his ancestor Gongsun Kang. This set of swordsmanship has not yet been perfected and has many flaws. However, compared to ordinary swordsmanship, the eighteen-style random cloak is more powerful. When used to kill Xu Zhi, who is also a basic practitioner, Gongsundu feels that he has already
enough.
It was the first time that Xu Zhi saw the shadows of slashing swords filling the sky. Gongsun Du's sword movements were either slanted, slanted, straight or vertical, and they were all slashing moves. The angles were tricky, coherent and cyclical, and the speed was fast and fast.
Do not leave Xu Zhi's hands and feet.
He thought to himself, "Holy shit," Xu Zhi was beaten into a panic. The martial arts skills of these children from aristocratic families were all amazing, but their basic fighting skills were not enough to fully cope with them.
Several times, Gongsun Du's green steel sword was about to hit Xu Zhi's hands.
"If you want my stick to leave your hand, I'll give it to you."
Xu Zhi suddenly pushed the stick out, took his hands off the stick, and punched him.
The one hundred and thirty-eight kilogram long iron stick made a whistling sound and hit Gongsun Du directly.
"Iron Banqiao..."
Gongsun Du instantly turned around and bent down to dodge the sudden stick attack. The long iron stick was too heavy, so dodging was the best way to deal with it.
"I will iron you, uncle"
Xu Zhi closed his fist, kicked his leg, and kicked Gongsun Du in the crotch, which was bent into an arch.
"Ah...fuck~"
It was as if I heard the wailing of chickens.
The figure shattered into pieces, and Gongsun Du, who was on the other side of the virtual battlefield, forcibly took off the sensor and howled on the ground.
The sound was extremely painful.
Xu Zhi touched his nose. His kick just now was indeed a bit fierce. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he would cut off his descendants' legs.
The pain in the virtual battlefield is very low, less than one thousandth of the normal damage. If a hand, an arm or even a head is broken, the pain is not that strong, especially when the head is broken, it is just a tingling sensation, like a broken head.
My hands and other things were numb at first, and then I felt severe pain after a while.
It is said that there is a certain definition in medicine. There are twelve levels of pain, with the pain caused by women giving birth being the highest level, followed by visceral pain such as appendicitis pain, and then the pain of broken fingers and toes.
Xu Zhi was not sure whether this classification was completely correct. No one could personally experience the entire pain experiment. People's senses are different, and certain pain sensations cannot be compared.
According to some even more uninvestigable estimates, the pain caused by having a man's balls kicked to pieces is more than a thousand times more painful than a woman's childbirth.
Xu Zhi suddenly understood Gongsun Du's wailing. What he endured was probably the pain of childbirth.
Don't cry, Gongsun Du, stand up and masturbate.
Looking at Gongsun Du who was involuntarily shedding tears, Xu Zhi cast an encouraging look.