Chapter 81 (1/2)
The plantation, swept by Jiang Qin's violence, was opened up by her to a space the size of a basketball court.
At this moment, Jiang Qin and Han Fei fight against each other.
Jiang Qin: ”have you learned these skills?”
Han Fei scratched his head: ”it will be, but I don't think it can be used until I have to.”
Jiangqin: ”???”
Han Fei: ”well, I think these war skills are a little powerful. I'm not only afraid that the enemy can't carry them, but I'm afraid that I can't carry them myself?”
”Ah...”
Jiang Qin is eager to roll his eyes. His basic fighting skills are still very good. Are you afraid it's the first time you have contact with them?
Jiang Qinqing said, ”come on, use all the fighting skills. I'll see your level.”
Han Fei: ”that's not good! Sister Qin, you look so beautiful. If I hurt you, the old man will not chop me? ”
”Hurt me? Then you try. ”
With that, Jiang Qin suddenly stepped on the ground and kicked Han Fei.
”Wait, wait...”
”Bang...”
Han Fei flew seven or eight meters away and sat on the ground. If he hadn't blocked it with a stick, he would have been lying on the ground now.
”Sister Qin, I have something to say. Don't raise your hand first!”
”Let's talk about it before we fight, and use our fighting skills.”
Han Fei was not given the chance to speak at all. Jiang Qin came again, empty handed. But that just proved that jiangqin's strength is extremely terrible. Even if it suppresses its strength, it has already made Han Fei the enemy.
”Hiss...”
Han Fei took a deep breath. Is this the soul warrior? If I don't agree with her, I will fight. Will she kill me?
”Here comes the stick.”
Han Fei screamed in a low voice. When he looked up again, Jiang Qin was stunned. His eyes were full of crazy fighting.
”Bang...”
Only see Han Fei foot a pedal, left a small pit in situ, and Han Fei has already attacked. Different from the hacking, sweeping and stabbing routine of the ten square stick, the mad stick is characterized by fast, very fast, fast and violent.
Jiang Qin is a little confused for a while, isn't it, this is ”the stick of fashion”?
”When...”
Jiang Qin doesn't care if it's a popular stick or if it's a hit first. She only sees her fist and the shadow of the stick coincide, making a collision sound of ”Dangdang”.
Jiang Qin is stunned. How can a popular stick be so fierce? And when she looked at Han Fei, she found that the guy's mouth was cocked up, he seemed to be smiling, and the madness in his eyes was more obvious.
”Chop”
Han Fei found that he was easily blocked by jiangqin, following the movements of pick, stab, chop, poke, backhand stick, all kinds of strange angles.
Jiang Qin's face is green. Where are you going to play? Eyes, chest, legs, damn boy, wait and see how I clean you.
”Broken!”
But he saw the flash of the spirit light on jiangqin's double fists, which flashed out in an instant and hit the point of the staff directly.
”Bang...”
Han Fei was hit and flew three or four meters, but Han Fei supported the ground with a stick and drew a long mark on the ground directly.
Jiang Qin squints at Han Fei and forces her to use her strength as a fisherman. She finds that if she still maintains the Ninth level peak, she may be directly stabbed.
”Hey hey Why can't a popular stick stop you? Is it furious? ”
”Roar...”
See Han Fei's body suddenly become strong, neck, forehead, hands, blue tendons burst out.
”Kill”
just in a trance, Han Fei's speed doubled, the crazy devil stick made a shadow on his hand, and the power of each blow was sufficient. Jiang Qin naturally adjusted his strength to the junior peak of the fisherman. However, he found that he still had some difficulties. Han Fei's strength was too strong, and his move speed was too fast.
”No way. If you don't hold on to ten breaths like this, you will surely lose, intermediate fisherman.”
At this moment, the two men fight with each other, which is called a match between the flags and drums. The mud flies across the field, the shadows of the sticks are crisscross, and the spirit spreads and ripples in the air.
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