Chapter Eighty-Five: The Power of the Twin Swords
Ruan Liehuo felt insulted.
"Extremely arrogant! Do you really think you are invincible? Today I will let you see how big the gap between ordinary martial artists and quasi-martial artists is. ”
His cold eyes did not have the slightest emotion, and he looked at the long sword that Chen Zhuo stabbed over without dodging or dodging.
Suddenly, he raised his right hand and threw a punch directly into the air. On the fist, there was a fiery red metal fist glove, which shone with a cold light under the faint starlight.
Rumble!
With a force of up to 800 kilograms, the huge momentum of this punch even seemed to ripple in the surrounding air, even if there was a tiger on the opposite side, it was estimated that it would be blown away.
Chen Zhuo sensed the blazing fist wind coming towards him, and his heart shook tremblingly.
"What a fierce momentum, is this the power of a quasi-martial artist? There is no way to confront the other party head-on!"
Halfway through.
Chen Zhuo made a sharp turn directly, and his steps retreated sharply to avoid the opponent's fist.
Ruan Liehuo snorted coldly, his feet were forced, and under the imfusion of huge power, the soil under the ground was stepped out of a small pit by him, and the earth trembled slightly. At the same time, his body rushed out like a cannonball.
He wants to use his absolute strength to completely crush Chen Zhuo.
Click.
A tree with a thick bowl mouth next to it was swept by his iron fist and broke in two.
Chen Zhuo felt chills in his heart.
"It's too powerful, this kind of quasi-martial artist, it's completely a rampaging tank. ”
He took advantage of his physical skills to move between various trees.
As long as Ruan Liehuo's attack came, he immediately avoided it and didn't fight the other party at all.
Click!
In the woods, there were trees that were constantly knocked down by Ruan Liehuo's iron fist, and flew towards Chen Zhuo with great power, blocking Chen Zhuo's body technique.
However, no matter how many trees and branches stood in his way, Chen Zhuo was able to avoid them with great subtlety.
Ruan Liehuo sneered: "I do have some ability, a guy who is not a quasi-martial artist yet, his body is much more powerful than me, Xiao Jiu died unjustly." What I didn't expect in particular was that the long sword was known as the most difficult weapon to control, and you actually practiced the doorway. Unfortunately, you still can't escape today. I will tell you with facts that in the face of absolute strength, no matter how powerful your body is, it is useless!"
The voice did not fall.
Ruan Liehuo no longer followed suit, his speed soared sharply, and at the same time, his fists intertwined to form a dense fist shadow, launching the most fierce attack towards Chen Zhuo.
speed, he far surpassed Chen Zhuo.
strength, he also crushed Chen Zhuo.
Even if the reaction power was not enough, in the face of the superposition of speed and strength, Chen Zhuodeng felt a suffocating sense of oppression rushing towards him.
"Blazing Fire Fist!"
Ruan Liehuo roared, his eyes bloodshot, "I originally only targeted martial artists with this set of boxing techniques, but today I changed my attention and used it against you." You are proud to be able to die under the boxing skills that I have been cultivating for several years. ”
The fiery fist was bought by him from a martial artist at a huge cost.
This punch is extremely powerful, and each punch is fiercer than the other. As long as the speed is fast enough, under the superposition of fist strength, even the martial artist can feel the threat.
Ruan Liehuo didn't have this name before, but in order to better cultivate the Fierce Fire Fist, he even changed his name. It is enough to prove his obsession and confidence in this boxing technique.
In the past, he had already used this kind of boxing technique to beat a would-be martial artist to death, making a huge name.
The fist is blazing.
Like a blazing fire.
The whirring wind in the dark forest crushed towards Chen Zhuo.
Ignoring Chen Zhuo's style, he just went forward.
Any enemy who dared to stand in front of Ruan Liehuo would be completely crushed by the fist.
"Fist!"
Chen Zhuo's heart sank, the quasi-martial artist in front of him had actually learned boxing.
No wonder the other party is so confident.
Zhao Qian said that anyone who learns the exercises will soar to a certain extent. The reason why Zhao Qian didn't let him learn the exercises was that learning the exercises too early was not conducive to his future martial arts development.
And Ruan Liehuo obviously has no such concerns.
In the face of such a fierce fist, Chen Zhuo's body was greatly affected. No matter how he retreated, Ruan Liehuo would only crush him strongly.
"Suffer death!"
Ruan Liehuo's eyes flashed with coldness, and his punching speed became faster and faster.
Ten seconds!
It only took ten seconds for him to be able to kill his own iron fist with a bloody sword.
However, Ruan Liehuo, who was making a frantic move, didn't notice that Chen Zhuo, who seemed to be dodging in embarrassment at the moment, gradually showed a smile on his face.
Moreover, the smile is getting thicker and thicker.
"That's it?"
"Is this the strongest strength of a quasi-martial artist?"
Very strong.
Very strong indeed.
It can be seen that he can be forced to the point where he can't even use his body with his momentum alone.
However!
Chen Zhuo suddenly smiled brightly, Ruan Liehuo showed his strongest strength, but he didn't have it yet!
Now, it's time.
Tonight, he is going to use his strongest state to face off against the quasi-martial artist!
Ever since he got the virtual game, he has never shown his strongest strength in front of anyone. And now, it's time.
Swish!
Chen Zhuo stretched out his left hand and made a backhand move.
The second twin sword was like a shocking birth, making a crisp sword sound, and was held in Chen Zhuo's hand.
Twin Swords!
Twin swords at the same time!
In the next second, he seemed to be back in the game scene he was most familiar with. The two long swords trembled, and launched their peak attack against the oncoming Ruan Liehuo.
Woohoo!
Two swords attack.
It's much more powerful than before.
The two twin swords shrouded Ruan Liehuo's eyes, eyebrows, throat, heart, and almost all the fatal points.
"Kill!"
Chen Zhuo's eyes sharpened, and he launched his first attack this night.
When Chen Zhuo pulled out his second long sword, Ruan Liehuo's eyes widened suddenly.
"What?"
"Twin Swords?!"
Ruan Liehuo never dreamed that Chen Zhuo would hide the second sword.
However, what surprised him even more was the power of the two long swords combined into one.
"It's so strong!"
The twin swords struck with a whistling wind at a speed that was difficult to discern with the naked eye.
One inch short and one inch risk.
An inch long and an inch strong.
When the two fists faced the double swords, Chen Zhuo's long sword advantage was completely displayed. Before Ruan Liehuo's fists arrived, the twin swords attacked in front of him.
Ruan Liehuo's heart was shocked, and he hurriedly gritted his teeth and withdrew his fists, while his body dodged sharply to the side.
However, he had just retreated.
The twin swords actually followed like a shadow, and they followed in an instant.
This is the terrible thing about Chen Zhuo's body method and reflexes. He was at a disadvantage just now, and this terrible has not yet been shown. But when he grasped the initiative, no matter how Ruan Liehuo dodged, he could react instantly, and then control the twin swords to approach step by step.
With a strong reflex, he won't give anyone a chance to turn over at all.
Whoosh!
The two of them engaged in a fierce battle in the woods, each of them as fast as lightning.
It's just that Ruan Liehuo is retreating, and Chen Zhuo is attacking.
"Bastard, how can his attack be so strong?"
Ruan Liehuo was shocked and angry.
Originally, Ruan Liehuo thought that even if Chen Zhuo had one more sword, his strength would not be much higher, and it would even be just a gimmick. After all, he knew that there were too few people who could use the long sword well, and as for the person who could control two long swords, he had never even seen it.
But.
Chen Zhuo is an outlier.
As soon as he took the first step back, he was caught in an endless defense.
Lose one step at a time, lose one step at a time.
The opponent's long sword seemed to be the most terrifying demon, locking all his vital points and flaws, so that he couldn't react at all.
He believes that as long as he can catch his breath, he can turn defense into offense.
But Chen Zhuo didn't give him this opportunity at all.
The sharp twin swords completely locked on him, and as long as he dared to change his moves, the two long swords would drive straight into him, stabbing him through the heart.
Twin Swords.
It shows its power thoroughly.
"Bastard, it turns out that this is the true strength of the Blood Sword. His strength is not at all below that of a quasi-martial artist. ”
The arrogance in Ruan Liehuo's eyes disappeared completely, and there was only solemnity.
There was even a hint of panic.
But soon there was bloodthirsty madness in his eyes.
"I don't believe you can keep attacking. As long as you run out of energy, it's time for me to fight back. ”
Compete with a would-be warrior?
Look for death!
What is energy?
It's mental and physical!
Ruan Liehuo understood that his physical strength far surpassed Chen Zhuo's, but the physical exertion of the Fierce Fire Fist on him was also huge. The two were a tie in terms of physical strength.
"Hmph! The physical exertion is half a catty and eight taels. Next, let's compete for spiritual will, I don't believe it, your spiritual will can be stronger than me, a quasi-martial artist!"
He had already stepped into the realm of a quasi-martial artist, and after a long period of hard training, his spiritual will was even comparable to that of a martial artist. He didn't believe that he couldn't consume Chen Zhuo.