Wang Zhi was very calm.

momentum?

Ah.

I'm afraid you have never seen the iron-blooded soldiers who stand with me for justice.

tread.

Wang took a step forward.

The steps were solid and powerful, and the heavy two-handed sword slashed down with great force.

He was always serious about fighting.

"Stupid." A sneer flashed across Wu Che's lips, his steps were light, he changed direction, and easily dodged the attack of the two-handed sword. His movements were clean and unrestrained, and the sharp sword in his hand stabbed forward instantly.

But at this time——

Peng!

There was severe pain under my feet, and I lost my balance and almost fell over.

Suddenly a huge black shadow appeared in front of my eyes.

"Peng!" Like a football, Wu Che was kicked five meters away.

There was silence.

All the students were stunned.

The invigilator was also stunned.

What the hell?

Sweep your legs?

Is this kickboxing or mixed martial arts?

Why is the painting style wrong again...

Wang looked directly at the invigilator.

like?

Didn't you say stop?

His reaction just now was completely instinctive.

When fighting in different dimensions, I have used all kinds of tricks. Anyway, the one that can kill the enemy is a good trick.

In actual combat, who tells you the rules?

"Despicable!" Wu Che looked mortified, rolled over and stood up, his ribs felt as if they were on fire, and the pain was excruciating.

Wang Zhi's kick was very heavy.

Whoosh!

Wu Che quickly stepped forward.

There are blazing flames in his eyes, the sword in his hand dances like a picture, and he is a skilled swordsman at the fifth level of Silver. He really has considerable skills.

"Huh!" Wang Zhi swept his swords with both hands.

This is a trick commonly used by iron-blooded soldiers.

Can't kill anyone.

But with his own strength and the weight of his two-handed sword, it's not easy to get close.

Moreover, it is easy to dodge the slashing and stabbing moves of the sword, but it is difficult to dodge the sweeping moves.

Wu Che even backed away.

Just as he was avoiding it and preparing to attack, Wang Zhi suddenly struck back with another sweeping strike.

"It's all flaws." Wu Che reacted quickly this time.

tread!

Take a step back.

Aiming at the opportunity, Wu Che moved his sharp sword like a snake and struck Wang Zhi's wrist.

but……

A black shadow fell from the sky.

"Bang!" His head shook violently.

Wu Che was stunned, the world was spinning, and severe pain struck him.

He has been tricked!

how so!

Everyone in the audience also had their eyes widened.

Wang Zhi actually lost his hands with his two-handed sword?

Sweep.

Directly turned into a hard hit!

Wu Che was hit so badly that his head was broken and blood flowed, and he was also dizzy.

Unprepared!

This time, Wang Zhizi will not waste the opportunity.

The tiger came down the mountain and rushed forward with a combination of punches.

The power of 12 o'clock is fully displayed. Xingyiquan, Baguaquan and Sanda are all at your fingertips.

Finally, he picked up the two-handed sword on the ground, slapped the back of the sword, and knocked Wu Che out.

The place was eerily quiet.

The atmosphere was not only anxious, but also dull.

this……
Chapter completed!