Chapter 72: Assassination
Everyone inside and outside the venue exclaimed.
No one expected that Luye Weapon, who was regarded as the weak one, attacked the city first and drank the opponent's blood!
"Ah..."
Bai Zijun was stunned. He was stunned for a moment and then reacted.
His handsome white face was red with anger, and his eyes were bleeding.
Boom boom boom!
The bones in the body seem to have countless bowstrings moving, making explosive sounds.
Every sound is louder and louder!
In an instant, he was several heads taller than before, his body size soared, and the chainmail was stretched to the extreme, like a fishnet on a giant.
Bai Zijun roared wildly, and waved his two spears into two haloes in his hands as big as cattail fans, and smashed forward!
The Steel Bone Martial Arts Master is a steel bone quenched inside a copper skin, which can be soft or hard, expand or contract.
Bai Zijun didn't leave any trump cards at this time, circulated his whole body's energy and blood, and took action in anger.
Even when facing Jin Kaishan and Sun Yibang just now, he did not use such a state that consumes his energy and exerts his full strength!
Lu Ye was not afraid and snorted coldly.
The bones in his body also made crackling and popping sounds, and his figure grew rapidly.
He rose from an ordinary human figure to a big man who was not inferior to his opponent. The spear in his hand was half a size smaller against his figure!
Trample on the ground and attack head on.
The two people were resurrected like the majestic guardians in the temple, holding long weapons, without reservation, and collided fiercely!
The soldiers were surging, sparks were shooting out, and their figures were shrouded in weapons. People in the audience could barely see their figures, and could only hear the terrifying whistling of the wind.
The arena seemed to have turned into a turbulent eye of the storm, and with a heart-wrenching and deafening explosion, gusts of wind blew from the eye of the storm.
Some people stood closer to the ring. The crowd was frightened by the sound and took a few steps back. As they got closer, not only could their ears be unbearable, but their hearts were throbbing. It was also the artificial The strong wind made everyone’s faces hurt!
In the eye of the storm, Lu Ye and Bai Zijun had heavy weights under their feet. Every step was full of energy and they withstood the opponent's heavy blows.
With a clicking sound.
The two were forced to take a few steps back.
Shockingly, the arena beneath his feet began to fall into pieces and was about to collapse.
Crash.
The top floor of the arena was finally shattered to pieces.
The two of them used the Thousand Jin Drop, and their bodies were suddenly lowered, and they fell straight on the second level of the ring.
The top floor of the arena, which was made of rough wood, was trampled by the two of them and collapsed completely.
The ruins were filled with rough wood fragments.
Lu Ye and Bai Zijun looked at each other coldly, with murderous intent boiling over them.
The two men’s strong murderous intent almost turned into reality.
Everyone outside the venue held their breath unconsciously, for fear of disturbing the ring, and their hearts jumped into their throats.
On the high platform.
Chuang Potian, Pan Furong, Shetaotian and others have different thoughts. No matter which camp they are in, their expressions on their faces are always serious.
Some are surprised, some are looking forward to it, some are watching a show, waiting for the winner to be decided in the ring.
In the ring.
Bai Zijun looked at Lu Ye with blood on his face and suddenly sneered.
“Boy, is that lady your beloved?”
"When I marry her, she will be tortured day and night, making that girl unable to get out of bed..."
He lost his elegant mask at this moment and spoke vulgarly, but he wanted to deliberately anger Lu Ye , and we must hurry up to recover the consumed infuriating energy.
Lu Ye responded with a sneer.
“With scars on your face, you are as ugly as a toad!”
“You are so ugly, but you think you are beautiful!”
Bai Zijun's trash talk did not let Lu Ye break his defense.
Lu Ye poked his lungs when he talked about something in his face.
"Ah..." Bai Zijun was furious and attacked again.
Lu Ye greeted them with a sneer, his true energy exploded under his feet, and the wood chips in the sky were crushed, and they collided with each other.
Boom, boom, boom, the two of them fought head-on and passed dozens of moves.
Bai Zijun was full of confidence at the beginning, but now he began to doubt himself, and in the end, he became more and more frightened.
After fighting for a hundred and ten rounds, he went from being "surreptitiously attacked" and furious with surging vitality, to "being ridiculed" with furious anger and boiling. By now, he has fallen into the category of "being calmed down".
But the opponent played according to the rhythm from beginning to end, and the Qi output was still so stable, declining steadily, but it was enough to suppress him.
How is this possible?
What he didn’t know was that the Rock Qi practiced by Lu Ye had average attack and speed, but was strongest in defense and resistance, as stable and silent as a rock.
No matter how much you stir up a thousand waves, I will remain majestic and immovable.
Not to mention now, even if Lu Ye fights for another hundred or ten rounds, Lu Ye still has half a hundred fighting strength, Bai Zijun is afraid that his true energy will be exhausted and he will be exhausted to death.
"Tangsi Jin..."
Bai Zijun was forced to change his moves. Since he couldn't defeat with a strong attack, he switched to martial arts techniques. He wanted to use the drag technique to fight for hundreds of rounds. He also saw that although Lu Ye was a steel-framed martial artist, his moves were too crude. Going straight forward, there are no powerful martial arts.
He was timid and wanted to use moves to make up for the lack of Qi in order to delay the change.
It’s just that when he spiraled the gun and wrapped it around Lu Ye’s spear, there was an infinite force coming from the gun. He couldn’t turn it, remove it, or move it around at all!
Reluctantly brought Luye's spear diagonally to one side.
Brush!
Bai Zijun gritted his teeth and stabbed Lu Ye's chest with another pistol!
He didn't believe that there were really people who were not afraid of death.
However, he was disappointed.
Lu Ye’s spear was brought crookedly, but he was facing the spear in his chest with his head bent. The true energy of his whole body was circulating rapidly, supported by copper skin, and protected by the precious armor, the King of Hell’s Dao could heal his wounds quickly. If not, there was a cicada sloughing dragon. Use magical powers to save your life!
He strode forward, punched out with a single fist, his arm surged, and hit Bai Zijun on the head!
You poke yours, I'll smash mine!
The tip of the gun had already pierced the iron armor Lu Ye wore on the outside, and began to rub against the treasure armor inside.
But Lu Ye’s fist was as big as a bowl, and the wind of the fist was all over Bai Zijun’s face!
Horror flashed in Bai Zijun's eyes.
What a lunatic he is, he actually traded his life for his life!
He had no choice but to close his guns and block the punch with a cross.
The two of them fought to a draw this round. Bai Zijun regrouped and felt extremely regretful. If he hadn't been so angry and lost his mind at the beginning and used martial arts when his energy was full, he might not be so passive now.
Even if they don't win, they can still maintain a tie, but now they feel aggrieved and beaten by the opponent.
Lu Ye didn't care at all about how the other party changed his moves.
He has only practiced one move for so many days, and that is stabbing!
The ground is stepping on the ground under your feet, and even the whole arena is trembling step by step. The spear in your hand is stabbing, and the spear is as big as the flower. The strength is overwhelming, and the courage is strong!
He stabbed forward a hundred times in one breath and moved forward step by step. Bai Zijun retreated step by step in embarrassment.
In front of Lu Ye, at some point, Bai Zijun had disappeared, leaving only a bit of the gun tip. The spear merged with him, he was the gun, and the gun was him.
After countless stabs, he forgot about time, forgot that he was in the ring, and forgot about the enemy. He concentrated on it and just wanted to do every stab well.
Suddenly, he stabbed out with a spear.
The whole body's true energy suddenly accelerated, moving mysteriously, from the body to the gun, and finally condensed on the head of the gun. The stab no longer whined and made a loud noise, but it was loud and silent, and only made a gentle chirping sound.
As if crossing the spatial distance in the blink of an eye, he suddenly appeared in front of Bai Zijun.
The disappearing images around him, the nervous crowd on the sidelines, and the frightened enemies on the opposite side all appeared in front of Lu Ye in an instant.
He suddenly understood that he was good at shooting.
And this stab was like a mountain in front of him, and he wanted to poke a hole in it.
Lu Ye was full of fighting spirit, but Bai Zijun couldn't resist it anymore. The monster became more and more powerful as he fought, and the more he fought, the more frightened he became and his energy was exhausted.
One stab at Bai Zijun to retreat!
Hit the double spear again and collapse!
Three stabs, Bai Zijun’s heart suddenly collapsed.
He actually shouted, threw away his guns, turned around and ran away. He really didn't expect that such a reckless enemy would become enlightened in the life and death battle in the ring.
Bai Zijun was really scared, knowing that if he continued to fight, he might really die in this ring.
He doesn't want any young lady or hegemony.
He is a steel-framed martial artist at such a young age and has a bright future, so he does not want to die in the ring and be a stepping stone for others.
Bai Zijun escaped quickly.
Lu Ye took the shot faster.
He walked forward quickly and thrust his gun forward.
Poof!
Then he stabbed Bai Zijun through the body from front to back, and then put the gun away violently.
Bai Zijun's body was pulled around, with fear in his eyes and a murmur in his mouth.
"Spare my life..."
Bang!
Lu Ye hit his head with a backhand shot.
The iron gun fell from the heavy hand, and the peach blossoms bloomed.
Bai Zijun's headless body was smashed down heavily, and Lu Ye kicked it away.
He put away his gun and stood, looking towards the silent place.
His feet were separated, his hands were holding iron guns, his face was spattered with blood, he looked to the left and right, and asked in a deep voice.
"Who else?"
"Want to marry my young lady?"
"Please come on stage and fight me to the death."
"Both victory and defeat, life and death!"
(End of this chapter)