The strongest combat system

Chapter 229
Facing this mighty pair of fists, Zhao Hao turned on the dodge mode again by virtue of his powerful insight, while looking for opportunities to attack.

For a while, Zhao Hao dodged left and right, and Long Batian punched fiercely with both fists. He tried his best, but he couldn't achieve any substantial results. He didn't even touch Zhao Hao's hair.This made him anxious, because the duration of Fuhu Fist is limited, and with his current strength, it can only last for an hour at most.

After this period of time, he still hasn't been able to resolve Zhao Hao's words.At that time, Zhao Hao doesn't need to make a move, he will finish the game directly, after all, there is a price for forcing the Fuhu Fist.

Zhao Hao's gaze was very calm. After taking the eagle eye potion, his insight can be described as terrifying.No matter how Long Batian punches, how he moves his body, or even makes some small moves to lure him into the bait, he can always detect it when Long Batian just makes the corresponding action, and immediately think of a countermeasure.

Coupled with his already faster speed than Long Batian, he can dodge calmly, and even seize the gap to punch Long Batian.

Half an hour later, the original confidence on Long Batian's face disappeared without a trace again, leaving only anxiety and confusion!Half an hour passed, during which he did not know how many times he attacked, but he didn't even touch Zhao Hao's clothes once.This can't help but make him wonder if there is something wrong with his eyesight, why can't he hit him here alone!
During this period, Zhao Hao would fight back from time to time, always hit him every time, and never made a mistake.Although the injury was not serious, but after so many times, he felt pain all over his body. His arms, legs, waist, chest and face had all been punched by Zhao Hao.

"Damn, what's going on, he's bewitched. I can't hit him, and he hasn't made a single mistake in hitting me!"

While waving his fist, Long Batian thought to himself that he was really angry.This battle can be said to be the most frustrating battle he has fought since he became the curator. He has all the strength, but he can't do anything to the opponent. Instead, he keeps getting injured!
"If the injuries on my body continue to accumulate like this, sooner or later I won't be able to bear it, and the Fuhu Fist will probably end early. No, I have to force that Zhao Hao to fight recklessly, even if I pay some price!"

He stared at Zhao Hao fiercely, thinking quickly how to make Zhao Hao fight him.

And Zhao Hao still looked at Long Batian calmly. After fighting for half an hour, he already felt that Long Batian's momentum was a little weakened. As long as he kept going, sooner or later he would be able to seize the chance of winning.

"what"

After being beaten cold by Zhao Hao again and punched in the face, Long Batian couldn't bear it anymore and roared angrily.Then he swung his fist with all his strength and struck Zhao Hao like lightning.In the eyes of the onlookers, all of Long Batian's fists had turned into phantoms, which dazzled people, and the tiger roared again and again.

It's just that the phantom-like fist fell in Zhao Hao's eyes, but it turned into a slide show, nothing but slow.He still dodges unhurriedly, and from time to time seizes the gap to counterattack.

The two confronted again for five minutes, and suddenly Long Batian saw the opportunity, aimed at Zhao Hao's neck, and slammed out his right fist, the tiger head seemed to open its mouth, and bit Zhao Hao's neck.

When Zhao Hao saw this, he was ready to step on his right foot and dodge his fist sideways.

However, this time, Long Batian stared at Zhao Hao's legs viciously. When Zhao Hao moved his right foot, he also raised his right leg and swept towards Zhao Hao.At the same time, I couldn't help but secretly scolded myself for being stupid, relying too much on the powerful power of Fuhuquan, thinking that other attack methods would not work, and kept attacking with fists!The attack method is too rigid!
Seeing the movement of Long Batian raising his foot, Zhao Hao couldn't help frowning slightly, quickly retracted his right foot, then stepped on the ground with his left foot, and jumped out to the right. Pass.

Almost at the moment when Zhao Hao flashed his fist, he also avoided Long Batian's sweeping kick, and then came to the right rear side of Long Batian's body.

After landing, Zhao Hao's eyes flashed, and before Long Batian could turn around, he swept out with his right foot, sweeping straight towards Zhonglong Batian's legs.

"not good!"

Feeling a pain in his right leg, and then his body tilted and fell straight to the ground, Long Batian exclaimed, and quickly stretched out his hand to support the ground.

It was just that the moment Long Batian made a move, Zhao Hao captured the movement, and he quickly retracted his right foot, aiming at Long Batian's back and waist and kicked straight at it.

'boom'

As soon as Long Batian's hand touched the ground, he felt a pain in his back and waist, and then he flew forward.

"It is now, the opportunity is rare, and it will never come back!"

Zhao Hao stared coldly, realizing that his best opportunity to attack had come.His legs slammed to the ground, and he jumped out, stepping straight on Long Batian's back from the air.

'boom'

Long Batian felt a sharp pain in his back again, and he fell to the ground directly, tumbling endlessly, his eyes were a little erratic, and at the same time, the coldness in his heart soared.

At this time, without waiting for Long Batian to stop, Zhao Hao charged towards him again.Just when Long Batian stopped his figure and faced the ground, he came to his side.

In an instant, Zhao Hao clenched his fists, aimed at Long Batian's back and greeted him, not giving Long Batian a chance to react at all.

'Bang, bang, bang'

A series of beating sounds sounded, Zhao Hao's eyes were cold, and his fists poured into his greatest strength, continuously bombarding Long Batian's back, punch after punch, one after another!

'poof'

Long Batian only felt that there was a huge force coming from behind, his heart was overwhelmed, and suddenly he spit out a mouthful of blood, his expression was sluggish.The momentum of the whole body was like a deflated ball, and it quickly declined, and the two tiger heads on both fists also dissipated.

Seeing this, Zhao Hao didn't stop there, his fists continued to bombard Long Batian's back.

'Puff Chi' 'Puff Chi'

Long Batian spat out two mouthfuls of blood one after another, his face was extremely pale, he almost lost the strength to resist, lying on the ground like a puddle of mud, kicking heavily.

Only then did Zhao Hao withdraw his fist, stood up, and said softly: "Curator Long, you are defeated!"

'poof'

Hearing the sound, Long Batian spat out blood again, turned his body over forcibly, and said in a daze, "How could this be, I can't even touch your clothes!"

His question immediately resonated with most of the people present.The two fought for nearly 40 minutes. Long Batian threw countless punches, but none of them touched Zhao Hao's clothes. They were all hitting the air. It was like hell.

You must know that it is Long Batian who performed the martial art Fuhu Fist, how could this situation happen.

Of course, a small number of people secretly guessed that the problem probably lies in the bottle of potion that Zhao Hao just used.

"I said before that you have a trump card, and so do I! To tell you the truth, that bottle of lavender potion is called Eagle Eye Potion, which can greatly improve the insight of my eyes for a certain period of time. During the battle, all your I can clearly see the attacking movements, just like showing a slide show. Plus, my speed is already faster than yours, so it is not easy to dodge your fist!"

(End of this chapter)