"I finally waited for today."

Zhou Di stood opposite Zhao Gangling, holding a long sword in one hand and holding it behind him, showing a chivalrous style, but this look seemed very stupid to Zhao Gangling.

"I have always been looking forward to fighting the best people in the younger generation of the Zhao family, so that I can tell them in front of everyone that our Zhou family is stronger than the Zhao family." Zhou Di raised his chin slightly, his eyes were arrogant.

"Hurry up, don't waste time." Zhao Gang-ling said.

“As you wish.”

Zhou Di grinned and stomped his feet hard.

Bang.

Several floor tiles instantly cracked into pieces.

Zhou Di rushed towards Zhao Gangliang like a flying man.

“Good come.”

Zhao Gang smiled proudly, squatted down slightly, and then exerted force.

call.

Everyone seemed to see a gust of wind blowing on the competition stage.

Zhao Gangliu drifted to the surrounding area with this gust of wind.

call out.

Zhou Di's long sword stabbed out and pointed it at Zhao Gangyan's arm.

All the weapons in this competition are not lethal. It is probably strange that there are still some weapons that do not have lethality.

No one who has never practiced martial arts can understand this. You know that some things are not lethal, but when they stab or knock at you, every martial arts practitioner will have a conditioned reflex to dodge.

This is what the weapon of this game does.

It is very likely that this dodging conditioned reflex will let the opponent seize the opportunity.

Zhou Di's long sword stabbed out, aiming at Zhao Gang's arm.

Zhao Gangliu naturally could not be stabbed by Zhou Di. He tilted his body gently and avoided the sword. Then, Zhao Gangliu punched Zhou Di with a heavy punch.

Zhou Di snorted coldly, raised his hand, and even punched him.

You know, Zhou Di had stabbed a sword before.

After stabbing a sword, he punched another punch. Naturally, the power on the fist could not be the greatest. Zhao Gang-ling's punch had been accumulating for a long time. With Zhou Dina's punch that had not used all his strength, he might have had a punch of more than 100% strength against Zhao Gang-ling. Is there a chance of winning?

The answer is yes, it is not possible.

Zhou Di's fist collided in the air.

Zhou Di shook his whole person violently. This was the effect of the hidden force in Zhao Gang's fist. The hidden force would not be like the force on the surface, which could knock people away and bleed. This force would enter the inside of your body through your skin and muscles, and the damage to people is far greater than that of external forces.

call out.

A cold light flashed by.

When Zhou Di retreated, he stabbed another sword.

The sword quickly rotated and stabbed Zhao Gang in the door.

Zhao Gangliang felt that there seemed to be a spiral in front of him, and his entire consciousness suddenly became a slight trance.

It is worthy of being the Zhou family, and this swordsmanship is quite interesting.

Zhao Gang-rye gave up the idea of ​​continuing to pursue, and suddenly paused his body with a little under his feet.

At this time, the sword was less than 1 cm away from Zhao Gang's face door.

Zhao Gang's hands suddenly raised up, and then drew a circle.

The spiral disappeared in an instant, and the sword stopped suddenly.

Zhao Gang's hands grabbed the sword directly, and all the power of the sword turned into nothing.

"If this is a real sword, your hands will be finished." Zhou Di said.

“This is not necessarily.”

Zhao Gang slapped his palm on the sword, and a huge force spread to the surrounding land through the sword body.

Zhou Di's body took three steps in a row, then jumped up, rotated several times in the air, and then landed on the ground.

"Your power has indeed reached the SS level."

Zhou Di's expression of excitement appeared on his face, "I'm only eighteen years old, you are indeed a monster."

"the same as you."

Zhao Gangyan hugged her hands and looked at Zhou Di, and said, "The Zhou family's martial arts genius has the most hope to become SSS-level before she is forty years old. You are much more evil than me."

"Have you warmed up?" Zhou Di asked with a smile.

"It's almost done, where are you."

"I think it's OK."

Zhou Di crossed his sword in front of him and said, "Let's start."

“As you wish.”

Zhao Gang yelled softly and rushed towards Zhoudi.

The long sword that was crossing the mountain in front of him slowly began to shake.

This is a kind of shaking without rhythm. It has no rhythm, it just shaking, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

The most important thing for martial arts practitioners is a sense of rhythm. This sense of rhythm can allow you to make better combination punches and stab a more sharp sword. If you lose the sense of rhythm, your attack fluency will be greatly reduced and your lethality will be reduced a lot. Therefore, in general, except when changing moves, few people will deliberately put themselves in a state of no rhythm.

But Zhou Di did this.

Zhao Gang-rye hasn't attacked him yet, so there is no change of moves. He just stood there, and his whole body gave people a feeling of being very discordant.

Zhao Gang's mouth raised slightly, and he took a big step with one foot, approaching about thirty centimeters in front of Zhou Di.

Zhou Di raised his sword and stabbed Zhao Gang.

Zhao Gang's sluggish feet suddenly stepped on the ground.

Bang.

Zhao Gangliang stepped on the ground and made a pit.

Afterwards, Zhao Gang-ling opened his mouth.

"ah,,,,,."

The pronunciation of the word "Ah" comes from Zhao Gang-ling's mouth.

The sound was not loud at the beginning, but after 0.01 seconds, the sound suddenly seemed to explode.

Zhou Di's hair was blown up by this word "Ah".

It seems that a wavy sound wave came out of Zhao Gang's mouth.

Zhou Di paused for a moment.

call.

Zhao Gang-ling's fist is already here.

With a bang, Zhao Gang punched Zhou Di on the shoulder.

Scratch.

The sound of bone cracks can be vaguely heard.

Zhou Di's face remained unchanged, and his wrists shook.

The long sword drew a sharp silver light in the air and stabbed Zhao Gang's ribs.

A sniffle.

A hole was cut in Zhao Gang's ribs.

Zhao Gangliang frowned slightly, turned backflips, supported his hands on the ground, and then bounced hard, and instantly jumped ten meters away.

“Beebeep.”

The referee's whistle sounded.

Zhao Gang looked at his ribs, then looked at the sword in Zhou Di's hand, and said with a weird face, "Your sword...is something wrong."

Zhou Di also looked at his sword in surprise.

Logically speaking, these weapons have no lethality, that is, they have never been cut. Although they can also use this thing to kill people, they are just ordinary people. For Zhao Gangling, who has internal energy to defend himself, this weapon cannot break his skin at all.
Chapter completed!