24 hours of automatic hard training in martial arts, I will directly open and hang up

The wind hunter remained motionless, allowing the attack to strike. With a bang, he was kicked into the air. After passing tens of meters, he smashed down a house before falling to the ground.

Gravel splashed and smoke and dust rose everywhere.

"This is a problem with the original force array?!"

Du Feihong, He Yang and the others looked at each other with surprise.

Their luck is really good!

at the same time.

The watching hall exploded on the spot.

Everyone is talking.

"Heaven is jealous of talents, at a critical moment, there is a problem with the original force array!"

"Ningchuan's best player is gone!"

"Not necessarily. I think it's okay for Ning Chuan to rank first in terms of combat power!"

"I also agree, but the best player depends on the record, strength alone is not enough!"

The voice of regret resounded everywhere.

An engineer looked nervous, and said, "Gong Li, don't be dazed, hurry up to the gate of Xia'an City and wait for Colonel Ning!

Be sure to ask for his forgiveness!

Otherwise, it would be lucky to lose the title after being traced, and it might end up in a court-martial! "

Li Gong shook his head, and said, "When Senior Colonel Ning came to drive the mecha, I didn't hide it, and told the truth about the problem with the original force array."

"What did he say?"

"Nothing."

Li Gong's eyes showed doubts.

"I don't know if it's my illusion, Colonel Ning seemed to be laughing at that time?!"

Chapter 161 It's just that the mecha is destroyed, why should I admit defeat?

Xia'an City.

In front of the collapsed house, the diffuse smoke and dust distorted, and a figure gradually became clear.

Ning Chuan stepped out.

He Yang looked at him, and said in a deep voice, "Ning Chuan, you can admit defeat!"

According to the rules of the competition, the mecha master must personally admit that he has withdrawn from the competition before he loses combat effectiveness.

Du Feihong shook his head and said, "Look at it."

In this game, they won by force.

It can be said that it was all a fluke.

But she won't be the Virgin Mary and take the initiative to admit defeat.

Luck is a kind of strength.

"It's just that the mech is destroyed, why should I admit defeat?"

Ning Chuan said calmly.

Both arms relaxed and drooped, and in the palms, pale golden force rose and lingered.

He Yang and the others froze when they saw this.

Is this to fight the mecha with the flesh? !

Many viewers were also puzzled.

"Ning Chuan has lost his mind!"

"I know that he defeated an eighth-rank fighter, but He Yang and Du Feihong are seven-star senior mecha masters. Even if they are physically weak at the moment, they are still invincible!"

"I don't want to give up the best player, I want to fight!"

"Knowing that you are invincible, you still have to forcibly shoot, you are just asking yourself for humiliation, it is too embarrassing for a super genius!"

Almost no one is optimistic about Ning Chuan.

However, Bai Xiuxiu and Luo Qin are exceptions.

The two women stared at the screen with wide eyes, not daring to blink for fear of missing important shots.

"Your own choice, don't blame others if you get hurt!"

Tan Yiyi drove the Dire Wolf No. 7, made a vertical jump, and culled it to the front.

In the previous battle, because of her low strength, she was taken care of by Ning Chuan. Although she had the help of He Yang and Du Feihong, she was still bullied miserably and suffocated.

Woo!

Dire Wolf No. 7 raised its sharp claws, aimed at Ning Chuan's body, and swung them down fiercely.

Tan Yiyi should have used some kind of martial arts.

A large expanse of original force covered the six sharp claws, and amidst the whistling wind, there was an icy chill.

The fine strands of hair trembled violently, Ning Chuan held his right hand empty and swung it forward quickly.

boom!

In an instant, fierce fluctuations swept across the world.

A golden light suddenly appeared from Ning Chuan's right hand, and it expanded rapidly, dazzling!

It gave people the impression that Ning Chuan pulled out a golden lightning bolt from the void, with terrifying momentum, it struck the sharp claw of Dire Wolf No. 7.

Ning Chuan's black eyes were cold, and while manifesting the Heaven Slashing Sword, he cast the Sword Slashing Heaven Art.

clang!

Ning Chuan swung his sword, and amidst the deafening sound of gold and iron clashing, Dire Wolf No. 7 was shaken violently.

Then, at a faster speed than when it came, it flew back backwards.

boom!

Another loud bang.

Dire Wolf No. 7 fell back on the ground and wiped out a deep ditch tens of meters away before it stopped.

All six sharp claws made of alloy were broken.

The incision is flat and smooth, just like a laser cut.

On the chest and abdomen, there was also a smooth incision, more than half a meter deep, which penetrated the cabin inside.

Through the cut, one could see that Tan Yiyi was coughing up blood continuously, her snow-white pretty face was stained with bright red blood, full of horror and fear.

"I...I quit the game!"

As soon as Tan Yiyi took a breath, she said immediately.

That sword.

It made her feel cold.

Ning Chuan stopped looking at her, and with a thought, the Heaven Zhanjian shrank rapidly and returned to the original force node in his body.

The martial art of drawing the sword and cutting the sky does not necessarily require drawing the sword.

But it needs a "pull" process of gaining momentum.

It is more mysterious and unpredictable when used on the way of realization, and it is difficult for the enemy to resist.

The scene is silent!

Xu Shanyi and the others stopped fighting, their eyes were horrified, and they all looked at Ning Chuan.

Not just Xia'an City.

The same is true for the spectator hall that accommodates tens of thousands of people.

Quiet instantly.

Many people froze in place with their mouths open, like clay sculptures.

You know, Tan Yiyi is a three-star high-level mecha master, driving the Dire Wolf No. 7, which is enough to fight against the top nine fighters.

Even if due to physical factors, the combat power is discounted.

At least it is equivalent to a normal ninth-rank warrior.

results.

It didn't hold back Ning Chuan's sword.

In other words.

Ning Chuan was able to seriously injure with a single sword, and even kill a ninth-rank warrior!

"Yes... Is Tan Yiyi careless?"

A trembling voice broke the silence in the hall.

"People may make mistakes, but mechs don't!"

The mecha master explained in a solemn voice.

The six sharp claws on the front limbs of Dire Wolf No. 7 are forged from various alloys and are extremely strong.

Ninth-rank peak fighters attacked with all their strength, but they couldn't destroy it.

At most, it will be distorted and deformed.

However, it was cut off by Ning Chuan's sword!

Swish!

Du Feihong was the first to come back to his senses, and with a thought, he flew out quickly with the flashlight.

However, he didn't go directly to Ningchuan.

Instead, he went around and picked up the dagger that was smashed away before.

The tragic situation of Dire Wolf No. 7 made Du Feihong dare not be careless.

"Wind and thunder storm kill!"

The Swift Electric Horn moved swiftly. After closing the distance with Ning Chuan, the two daggers drew a sharp straight line and stabbed down fiercely.

The cyan force wrapped around the dagger, turned into a hurricane, howling violently!

In the eye of the wind, thunder and lightning were born, making a loud crackling noise!

Ning Chuan looked at the flashlight, which was several times bigger than him, with calm eyes, pondered for a moment, and manifested a city-destroying gun.

In terms of power, the two magical weapons of Po Jun and Tian Punishment are definitely better.

However, with the improvement of the power of the divine weapon, Ning Chuan discovered a characteristic.

Using the magic weapon to display the corresponding weapon martial arts has a certain power bonus.

"Destroy the city!"

Facing the oncoming dagger, Ning Chuan stabbed out with a single shot, swiftly across the sky.

Woo!

Pale golden force covered the body of the gun. If the flames were blazing, the mighty force would be extraordinary, and the air would be compressed to make an ear-splitting sound.

however.

As soon as it came into contact with the hurricane and lightning around the dagger, the pale golden force was torn apart.

Fragile as paper.

Ning Chuan's eyes were calm, without panic, and he continued to stab the city-destroying spear.

It's normal for a first-rank warrior to be no match for the original force.