Lord of the Great Tribulation

Chapter 337 One Hit Five
"The following is the semi-final team competition, with Dongzhou Technician College playing against Wushen University!"

On the arena where thousands of lights gathered, the commentator announced loudly: "Players from both sides enter the field!"

On the opposite side, five members of Wushen University appeared one after another. The leader was Huo Wuyong, who was handsome and wearing a combat uniform, and the second was Xiao Linger, who had a cold expression, followed by Cha Wanzi, who had pure eyes, and the other two. A sixth-level teammate of warriors.

This group of people, the handsome men and the beautiful women, aroused cheers and applause from the audience outside the venue as soon as they appeared on the stage.

Compared with them, Fang Xian's team is a bit miserable.

Fang Xian walked in the front in a white exercise suit, with an excited face behind him, one arm wrapped in plaster, hanging on his chest, panda eyes, yellow and blue missing a few front teeth, this kid kept using the rest The hand waved to the audience.

In addition to Huang Lan, two substitutes and Tao Yuanyuan were also there, but it was very miserable, with broken arms and legs everywhere.

Along the way, although Dongzhou College has won consecutive battles, its members have inevitably been hurt.

By now, Wang Lei and the others could no longer get up.

Even the substitutes were injured, but they persisted.

According to Huang Lan, it is this kind of competition, if you can play once, your life will be complete.

Not to mention, they have all been killed until now.

'After this game, the teammates probably won't be able to hold on...'

Fang Xian glanced at the auditorium, and nodded secretly: "It's right here, let's show off your talent..."

……

"Okay, the players on both sides are in place, choose to fight with bare hands!"

The excited voice of the commentator came: "Let us look forward to whether Dongzhou College, which has repeatedly created miracles, will be able to recreate its brilliance... They are already very good to get to this point, let us applaud them!"

In fact, he didn't think Eastern State could win.

Although Luo Yi's performance was amazing, he lost to Huo Wuyong after all, and Huo Wuyong has now broken through as a martial artist!

An innate martial artist with complete meridians is in a completely different realm from a warrior!

Not to mention, Huo Wuyong's teammates are all above the sixth level of warriors, the only exception is Cha Wanzi, who also has quite a talent. In the previous team battle, he reversed the master who surpassed the sixth level of warriors!
And Luo Yi's teammates - what kind of stuff are these?
"Luo Yi, you will lose this time!"

After the referee announced the start of the game, Huo Wuyong was so angry that he took the lead with a snap of his fingers and a loud roar.

A congenital martial artist, exuding his true energy, it doesn't make much difference whether he has a weapon or not.

At this time, he was running the Azure Dragon Divine Art, and burst out blue sword energy from the ten fingers of his hands, most of which stabbed Fang Xian.

But there were also a small number of wounded people, including Huang Lan, who fell off the field screaming, obviously unable to fight anymore.

In the blink of an eye, Fang Xian was the only one left on the field, and it was the familiar five-on-one situation again.

'This time, I will definitely win! '

Huo Wuyong roared in his heart, wanting to finish off his opponent before his teammates rushed up.

Suddenly, he stared.

Luo Yi on the opposite side, facing his sword energy, just stretched out his hand and blocked his face.

Dangdang!

The sword energy pierced through the white practice clothes, piercing the bronze-colored skin, and there was a sound like gold and iron clashing!

'Hard work for body protection?What kind of hard work can block my innate qi? '

A thought flashed in Huo Wuyong's mind, but he didn't hesitate in his actions. The Qinglong Zhenqi in his body circulated to the peak, and he raised his hands high, like a battle axe, and with one move, he smashed Huashan and covered his head and face.

He is a martial artist!The opposite is just a warrior!
It is funny to compete with any moves, and it is also to attack the enemy's strengths with one's own shortcomings. The only thing to do is to crush and crush, so that the opponent cannot avoid it, and you must compete with yourself in terms of true energy!

But to his surprise, Fang Xian did not hide this time.

He changed his previous style, and directly raised his hands up, compared to the posture of an overlord holding a tripod, he actually wanted to fight hard!
'court death! '

Huo Wuyong's true energy became more turbulent, and he secretly used the secret method of augmentation.

boom!
The fists and palms intersected, and the next moment, he felt an overwhelming force sweeping towards him, as if he had hit an iron wall, his palms were excruciatingly painful, and he flew backwards.

"It's impossible... I'm the martial artist!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood and screamed in panic.

……

on the stand.

Tantai Ai stood up in surprise: "This is impossible... Any external skill requires the support of true energy cultivation. How can it be possible to fight across a large class? Unless..."

The hard work of body protection in this world requires the maintenance of true qi, which is also the most important point to distinguish the talent of King Kong not bad from the golden bell cover, iron cloth shirt and other skills!
Thinking of this possibility, Tantai Ai's face turned pale!
"This……"

In Zhanzheng University, Mr. He stood up in surprise, his eyes sparkling, and he was obviously very excited: "Could it be..."

"Okay, Ah Yi is amazing!"

Chai Jinguan applauded excitedly, and Yi Bagua next to him smiled wryly: "This is not a surprise at all, it's a shock! Tsk tsk...King Kong is indestructible, born with supernatural power? This is the seed of a martial sage!"

……

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it!"

Huo Wuyong's mouth and nose were covered with blood, and he rushed forward again.

At this time, the teammates from Wushen University also arrived, and they cooperated with each other seamlessly. The two team members rolled on the ground, performing kung fu techniques such as laying knives on the ground, kicking and chopping Fang Xian's left and right feet.

Xiao Ling'er's movement skills were amazing, and she had already circled behind Fang Xian at some point, and cast the Tianxing Throat Locking Hand, a pair of jade hands locked on his neck.

Throat lock!

Shovel legs!

And Huo Wuyong's frontal attack!

If coupled with the guerrilla cooperation, using the heart of the martial arts to find the flaws of the tea balls, even high-level martial artists will have to drink their hatred on the spot!
Fang Xian didn't dodge or dodge, his whole body was cast like copper and iron, letting all kinds of attacks fall on him.

Dangdang!

The sound of gold and iron clashing resumed.

The two warriors who shoveled their legs screamed a few times, feeling that they had kicked a steel plate, a strong reaction came, and their legs broke first.

Huo Wuyong stepped back again, with an incredulous look on his face.

On the contrary, it was Xiao Ling'er who responded with extraordinary speed, swaggering and connecting points with his fingers, attacking the hard points on Fang Xian's body.

The body protection technique requires the circulation of true qi and the circulation of the meridians, which has flaws and vital points!
But King Kong is not bad!
It is the same inside and outside, mixed into one, absolutely no flaws!

"Are you going to tickle me?"

Fang Xian laughed loudly, stretched out his right hand, and gave Xiao Ling'er a blow to his head!

Wave!
Xiao Ling'er flew upside down from the field, her forehead was red and swollen, tears were about to fall.

At this time, Huo Wuyong used all kinds of methods specially designed to break hard skills, and slapped Fang Xian's back eighteen times in a row.

Fang Xian didn't feel anything, turned around and smiled: "Sorry... no business this time."

boom!
He randomly swung a punch and hit Huo Wuyong in the chest, knocking him to the ground. Then he looked at the only Chawanzi who was motionless from the beginning: "Are you going to jump down yourself, or should I do it?"

"Don't hit me on the head, I'll do it myself."

Cha Wanzi obviously had a premonition of something with the "Heart of the God of War" from the very beginning, and smiled while watching his teammates rushing to the street. At this time, clutching his forehead, he jumped off the ring.

(End of this chapter)