Chapter 77 (1/2)
BAM, BAM, BAM
Two people fight with bare hands, more violent than sword fighting.
Almost to the flesh.
Bang!
Two real swords were inserted on the competition platform. They ignored each other and continued to fight.
”No way. I can't suppress each other.” Yuwentian was more and more angry and crazy in Vietnam War. After the war, he was almost crazy.
Li Fuchen is also wantonly playing his own power.
Yu Wentian and he are very similar. Their physical strength is almost the same, their skill level is similar, and their actual combat ability is also close.
”Happy.”
Li Fuchen's eyes are more and more bright. It has been a long time since he tried his best to fight against him. Although it is pleasant to crush his opponent, he is not very happy.
Masters are always lonely.
Meet a real opponent, to reflect the value of the master.
Click!
The waizong competition platform is the hardest rock pile, but under the destruction of two people, the rocks split one by one, and the fist sized gravel is splashed with air force.
”Are these two still human?”
”Monsters are not as violent as they are.”
”Comparable to a demon.”
The crowd held their breath and watched without blinking.
”Thunderbolt leg!”
Yu Wentian's martial arts are more comprehensive than Li Fuchen's. a yellow level top step leg technique is put into practice, and a gap of more than one meter is split in the Biwu platform.
”The wind blows fast.”
The whirlwind leg technique applied to Li Fuzhen can't be regarded as a simple yellow level middle level leg technique. It seems to be integrated into Li's blood and become Li's instinct.
Whoosh, whoosh
Li Fuchen's body moves, leaving a trail of shadows.
At the time of Yuwen Tianyan acid.
Li Fuchen attacked.
The dark shadow of the legs shrouded in the past.
Although Yu Wentian has both attack and defense, he can't stop Li Fuchen's attack. In a few blinks of an eye, he is kicked three or four feet and his body flies backwards.
Bang!
Yuwentian's luck was good. There was a real sword on the way to fly backwards. When he pulled out the real sword, he took a deep breath and fell heavily on the ground.
”Eat me a sword.”
With the real sword in hand, Yu Wentian's strength has been improved by an unknown amount. The gorgeous sword light is vented towards Li Fuchen.
Li Fuchen quickly retreated. In the process of retreating, he kept kicking the gravel on the table to yuwentian.
”Li Fuchen, do you only know how to escape?”
Yuwentian splits one stone after another. With these broken stones, he can't catch up with Li Fuchen all the time.
Unconsciously, Li Fuchen also came to the side of another real sword.
Bang!
Pulling out the real sword, Li Fuchen said: ”escape, you overestimate yourself.”
”I will never give up until I defeat you today.”
Yu Wen Tian roared angrily, and the light gold Qi on the real sword surged into a huge pale gold fog sword, which was chopped towards Li Fuchen.
”I'm afraid you don't have it.”
Li Fuchen does not retreat, holding a pale red fog sword, defiantly meet.
Bang!
This is a real sword, no longer a wooden sword. All the swords are not broken.
However, the impact of the two swords was stronger. The haze of light gold and light red erupted and diluted, and spread all over most of the competition platforms in an instant.
On the competition platform, some fine stones floated and then shot out.
”How deep are these two people?”
The waizong disciples in the back row were stunned.
”The five-star root bone is worthy of being the five-star root bone.”
Li Fuchen sighs darkly, the intention of war is stronger in his eyes.