I am Fu Changding, the highest martial artist in the world

Chapter 62 I'm Sorry, I Break My Promise

Taking the holy product of healing and using it as a Qi and blood pill to restore Qi and blood is simply insane!

The point is, this elixir should have been his trophy, and now the middle-aged martial artist has lost 600 million in vain!
"You are so generous? Then I have to reciprocate, and I can let you live a few minutes longer!"

Fu Changding was secretly vigilant, he didn't know if this middle-aged warrior had mastered a trump card, or even a unique move.

If there is, a burst of 80 or even 120 calories of blood in one move, except for his right leg, will cause tendons and bones to be broken.

So, be careful, be careful, be careful.

"I'm going to pull out your tongue!"

The middle-aged warrior made a move with anger, rushed to Fu Changding and slapped it with his palm.

The palm of the hand is blue, it is the broken jade palm of the middle-grade combat method.

Fu Changding didn't dare to use his fists to catch it. The limbs of the third-rank warriors have been tempered to [-]%, and it is extremely easy to break mountains and rocks.

He raised his leg and kicked with his right leg.

A trace of cruelty flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged warrior, he wanted to break Fu Changding's limbs!

boom!
Fu Changding's face was slightly pale, and the middle-aged warrior also felt pain in his palm, "Alloy boots?"

The eyes of the middle-aged martial artist brightened, it seems that this time the harvest will be great.

Fu Changding also moved his eyes, although the capillaries in his legs probably exploded a lot, but he can fight!
As long as one move can't hit him hard, then he can keep fighting!

And it's still one-on-one. If it's dragged to the end, it's still uncertain who will die!

"Come again!"

Fu Changding began to fight with kicks, fists, and cloud steps, and fought against middle-aged warriors at the beginning of the third rank.

On the other side, the stick warrior wanted to retrieve his weapon, but was surrounded by Jin Lei and others in time, so he could only put on guard with an ugly face.

"Ze Zhu, I will take turns in front of you and behind you, pay attention to the consumption of energy and blood."

Jin Lei didn't dare to be careless, he made a mistake in the first place, if it wasn't for Fu Changding's wit, this trip might be wiped out!
"on!"

Xu Zezhu nodded, and the two stepped forward immediately.

Jin Lei, who uses punches, mainly defends the top lane, while Xu Zezhu mainly defends the bottom lane.

Xia Wenyou and the others on the periphery stepped forward to harass them from time to time, and retreated if they hit or miss.

Throwing sand, throwing stones, etc., is even more unscrupulous!
The main reason is that during the actual combat training in the special training class, Fu Changding often yelled "I want to hit ten with one", and while beating them with bruised noses and swollen faces, he also forced out their tacit understanding and wisdom.

"what!"

The stick warriors were about to go crazy. He thought it wouldn't take much effort to deal with these rookies, but he didn't expect them to fight so wretchedly and trivially.

Do little kids fight?He even threw stones!
It doesn't hurt, but when people throw stones into your eyes, you will always close your eyes subconsciously.

Once you close your eyes, the problem becomes bigger.

If you can't hit with a move, you can't defend against it.

"You are courting death!"

The stick warrior also knows that he is doomed if this goes on, so let's go all out!

He didn't care who was in front of him, he waved his iron fist and killed in one direction.

"Plan C!"

Jin Lei yelled, a little excited.

They have seen this kind of small situation before!

Although Fu Changding likes to rely on his strength to overwhelm him, in actual combat, Luo Yichuan and other mentors will always limit his strength.

Either let him control the output of Qi and blood, or tie him with a weight.

Therefore, Fu Changding often used some tactics.

On the contrary, Jin Lei and the others also devised a set of counter-tactics in the midst of training again and again.

The warriors with sticks wanted to break through, but Jin Lei and the others did not block them.

Two people attack the road and delay each other.

The others quickly changed their formations and kept encircling them all the time.

"Su He, don't play so wildly!"

Jin Lei's fist was already dripping with blood, the opponent was very strong.

"Okay." Su He originally thought about whether he could give the opponent a kick in the temple and quickly resolve the battle.

But it's a little risky, the opponent's strength is much stronger than Jin Lei's.

If the opponent seizes the opportunity, he will be seriously injured if he does not die.

Fu Changding took a distracted look at Jin Lei's side, and found that they were playing fairly steadily, so he felt relieved.

"What? You can't do it now? You're past middle age, can't you do what you want?"

Fu Changding looked at the middle-aged warrior with a playful expression. The opponent slapped three palms, and he began to save strength after exhausting more than a hundred blood.

"Humph!"

The middle-aged warrior's face darkened, "Huiming Pill is mainly used for healing, and the recovery of Qi and blood can be up to three to five hundred calories. Let me see how long you can be proud of it?"

Fu Changding's eyes moved, it turned out that this guy mistook the qi and blood he recovered quickly with the system for the effect of Huiming Dan?

Thinking of this, he no longer kept his Qi and blood saturated at all times, and his recovery speed slowed down by more than half.

At the same time, the attack frequency has also accelerated a lot, as if he wants to take advantage of the medicine's power to finish off the opponent.

The courage of the middle-aged warrior gradually grew, and his upper limit of qi and blood was not much higher than that of Fu Changding.

Except that the bones of the upper limbs are harder than Fu Changding and have fewer weaknesses, they are not much stronger than Fu Changding.

If Fu Changding's qi and blood can be kept saturated, he may not be an opponent if it really drags on.

Bang bang bang!
The middle-aged warrior kept blocking Fu Changding's whip leg, and was on the defensive, even though counteracting the force also required energy and blood.

But basically Fu Changding consumes 10 cards of qi and blood, and he only needs to consume about 6 cards.

Finally, the blood of the middle-aged warrior gradually dropped to about 250 calories, and Fu Changding also fell below 200 calories.

Only at this time did the middle-aged martial artist's momentum change, and his pair of fleshy palms turned the color of sapphire again, and slammed towards Fu Changding's chest.

"Waiting for you for a long time!"

Fu Changding roared angrily, burst out with energy and blood, and activated the Dacheng-level ghost step that had not been used since joining the battle.

The middle-aged warrior misjudged his speed, allowing him to escape the broken jade palm of the middle-aged warrior in the nick of time.

Fu Changding circled behind the opponent, and his blood quickly recovered. With both feet in the air, he kicked the middle-aged warrior frantically at the back of the head.

The face of the middle-aged warrior changed drastically, and he couldn't figure out why such an accident happened.

But he didn't have time to think too much, he turned around and slapped Fu Changding's feet one after another with several broken jade palms.

The powerful force almost knocked Fu Changding down from mid-air.

He resisted the backlash of Qi and blood, but he insisted on standing empty, he just wanted to kick!

He kicked more than ten times in a row without stopping, and kicked the middle-aged warrior's green jade color away, and kicked him bloody.

"Death to me!"

Fu Changding roared angrily, and kicked the bones of the middle-aged warrior's palms, and the opponent finally opened the door, and the untempered skull directly met his D-grade alloy military boots.

boom!
Fu Changding directly kicked the opponent's head, and then he was relieved and fell down from mid-air.

"Huhu. I'm sorry, I promised to let you live a few more minutes, I broke my promise."

Fu Changding felt that the muscles of both legs were torn to an unknown degree, and the meridians were probably overloaded and injured, and the pain was unbearable.

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PS: Thank you [Luan Shanyuan, Meng 666] for their rewards!

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