"This guy's kung fu is almost all in his hands. I'm generally told that he has learned a good light technician, but he is not particularly strong."

"So, I wonder what kind of weapon this guy is good at using?"

Ordinary people will use some weapons more or less. After all, if you rely on your own, you will still be worse. Few people can compete with demon soldiers with their own use.

Although ordinary warriors cannot use demon soldiers, they can still use some other weapons, which are also magical weapons and blades, but they lack that little spirituality.

"If you remember correctly, his weapon should be a pair of gloves or a pair of fist gloves, which are made of metal. If he catches it, he will pull it away and it will be a big piece of flesh. So you must avoid close combat with him."

Zhao Wuji nodded, but made Brother Long feel relieved. As long as he is obedient, Sister Zhao is not without hope of winning.

But he still didn't understand Zao Woo-ki. He nodded, just saying that he already knew, but it doesn't mean that he would do that.

In fact, what he is best at is close combat. There is no need to give up his own strengths because of stipulating other people's strengths, which will make it a little more worthwhile.

After entering the fighting area, Zhao Wuji saw that although this place was a vast space, it had actually been divided into small parts one by one. One place was almost as long as a football field, and night shift competitions were enough.

"Boy, it's too late to regret it now. This matter has nothing to do with you."

Blood Eagle spoke again, it wasn't that he was afraid of Zhao Wuji, and even from beginning to end, he didn't take it seriously. He had the confidence to win, even if he was against Brother Long.

However, he has always been cautious and hates all changes and troubles. Alas, Zhao Wuji, now it is the biggest variable. If he can, he will definitely not want to fight him.

"I don't want to fight with you either, but I have reasons to fight, and there is no way."

Zhao Wuji said helplessly. In fact, he really doesn't want to participate in these things, but if he loses such a boss, what he wants to buy in the future will be even more troublesome. It's okay to be exploited. If the purchase is not suitable, it will be a big loss.

"Good boy, I have a habit. Don't worry, even if I win, I will definitely save you a life."

"Thank you."

Zhao Wuji bowed his hand and said to the Blood Eagle, regardless of whether it is true or false, at least there is no danger in this battle. Zhao Wuji has increased his confidence.

Look at this. Blood Eagle is a person with a temperament. Brother Long doesn't look like a crooked person, but how could the two of them have such a great hatred, and it seems that there is no way to resolve it.

Zhao Wuji shook his head and drove all these messy thoughts out of his mind. For the subsequent battle, he also wanted to keep his mind calm.

"bring it on."

When the two walked into the middle, Zhao Wuji was still calm. The gap between the two people's strength was not small, but Zhao Wuji believed in your own skills. The only thing he needed to be careful about was the chassis he had hidden.

"good."

As expected, Brother Long said. A layer of red gloves appeared on the guy's hand. Brother Long said that the thing was metal, but Zhao Wuji looked like the scales of something.

Zao Wuji has touched these things a lot in his hands, so he can easily recognize them, but these scales are shining with metallic luster and look a bit like metal.

Moreover, there are eagle-like claws at the end of the finger, and there is a faint cold light shining under the candlelight. It looks extremely sharp at first glance, and its attack power will definitely not be weak.

The Blood Eagle's movements were very fast, and in a blink of an eye, it had already reached Zao Wuji's sight and directly hit Zhao Wuji's face.

Because of this strange glove, Zhao Wuji didn't dare to touch his hands. Who knows if there were some toxins on it?

Zhao Wuji took out the fan inserted between his waist, shook his right hand slightly, and the whole fan spread out like a peacock spreading his face. Then he directly blocked in front of him.

The two people collided directly, and even made a sound of gold and iron clashing. Zhao Wuji's fan was actually made of metal.

However, the two of them had just come into contact with each other and were anxious to find that the other party's strength was definitely above him, so they could never confront him head-on.

Zhao Wuji used a fan to thrust his fists and said directly that he did not dare to leave his fists, and then he used this force to sit aside.

But unexpectedly, this guy grabbed Zhao Wuji's arm, leaving Zhao Wuji unable to escape.

The other hand of the eyeliner continued to magnify in her eyes. Zhao Wuji grabbed the Blood Eagle's right hand, turned his body and shot a beautiful round kick.

This time the attack was just right, either to die together, and both of them would suffer heavy injuries. However, after all, Zhao Wuji was still more miserable. He had already felt that the sharp blade on the glove had cut her skin open. If this guy was cruel enough, his hand would probably be useless.

However, a person's head is the biggest key. If he is kicked by Zhao Wuji, he will be considered as a serious injury.

The final result is naturally as Zao Wuji expected. The Blood Eagle let go of Zao Wuji's hand and regained freedom in a hurry.

All the actions of the two people only happened in a moment, and many people did not see them clearly.

"Boss, who is this little brother? He looks amazing?"

Brother Long's men could no longer hold back and asked Brother Long for news about Zhao Wuji, but Brother Long would not know him. Although he had seen the two, he had seen him before, another side face of Zhao Wuji.

"I don't know, I've never seen him before. I think it's either Yilurong before or the first floor now. Otherwise, how could he be willing to block such an ambitious guy for me?"

Brother Long kept wondering when he made friends with such a guy, but he felt that it was quite deep and he was indeed a person worth making friends with. Even if the two of them really didn’t know each other before, it’s not too late to know them now.

"Brother Long, do you think this guy can win?"

Brother Long's men were still weaker after all, and they were far from reaching the place where they entered the hall, so they couldn't see the movements of the two people at all. The two were about to part with each other, and it was really hard for ordinary people to see the clues.

But for Brother Long, it is not a big problem. His strength is stronger than both of them. If I were not concerned about his group of subordinates, there would be no need for them to leave today.

"I think Xuan. This little brother's strength should have just been broken through, and he has no way to compete with the other party. However, the weapon this guy practices is amazing. The two of them actually compete with each other."

"Boss, what level of martial arts do you think this young man practices?"

"I don't know this, it shouldn't be too bad. Don't talk first, don't distract this little brother."

During the battle, if someone communicates around you, it will inevitably make people feel uneasy. Zhao Wuji can be said to be the hope of this group of people, so they have already shut up obediently.

"Boy, I really underestimate you. How strong is it?"

There were several praises in the Blood Eagle's eyes, but it flashed by and was drowned in calmness.

"Chengran Chengran, your strength is really amazing. I am no match."

"I don't like to listen to these polite words, just come and fight. Don't worry, even if I win, you won't be hurt at all, but your fighting style is really eye-catching. Maybe you can help me, and you may break through."

"Okay, then I will use all my strength to help you break through."

This is how martial artists practice, and energy accumulation is second-most importantly, the most important thing is to understand. The best way I can understand is to fight. If the other party can understand, the future will be broader and you can see the farther sky.

But isn’t Zhao Wuji the same? There are fewer and fewer opportunities to get him to do it.

Fate is too much. The experiences in previous lives do not require any understanding. Just copy them and you can reach a terrifying place.

But this is not the case. He wants to take an unusual path, which is also a new understanding.

The Blood Eagle wants to use it to break through, but Zhao Wuji is the same. If he can grow one step further, I am afraid that his elder brother will also pay attention to him.

The Blood Eagle did not hesitate at all and punched it again, but it was stronger and faster than before. Obviously, it was just a test before.

But this time he seemed to hit the cotton with one punch, and he felt that the air had solidified. This ordinary punch consumed 30% of its power out of thin air. However, the power was reduced, close to 20%.

Zhao Wuji rushed up directly, grabbed the Blood Eagle's wrist and twisted it gently. He originally planned to remove his joints directly, but obviously underestimated his strength.

The muscles of the Ye Body were tangled like steel, and Zhao Jie had no way to remove his arm.

Seeing that the other party's fist was about to come to him, Zhao Wuji directly stretched out his finger and pointed it on his arm.

Then, Blood Eagle felt his arm start to feel numb, although it lasted for only a moment, it was removed by his internal strength.

But at this moment, Zhao Wuji had already completed a perfect shoulder-to-shoulder drop and threw him over.

(End of this chapter)
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