The special service soldier took out a dagger from his tactical holster and held it in his hand, and one foot was already stepping out, assuming an attack pose.

Broken Lang put the sword behind his back very contemptuously, and stretched out his hand to make the hand you asked for first, "Please!"

Although the strength is only half a level apart, the momentum given to people is completely different.

One is calm, the other is timid, and this battle is meaningless at all.

The special service member took out his hand, and the dagger was held in his hand, pointing directly at the throat of Broken Wave.

At a distance of more than three meters, the dagger between the two big ones had already reached the neck of the broken wave.

Broken Wave's hand holding the sword was still behind his back, and he took a step forward diagonally, cleverly avoiding the attack while slapping the secret service member's chest with one hand.

The speed of the special service team was too fast, and under the effect of inertia, the whole body had lost control, and it was impossible to dodge the attack.

I thought that if I didn't die, I would be seriously injured, but it was imprinted on Lu Fei's chest.

There was no pain, just feeling a huge force to push him back, this is how Lu Fei felt at the moment.

When Broken Wave's arm was completely straightened, Lu Fei took four or five steps back before stopping.

"The two actions that are understated not only dodge the opponent's attack, but also find the opponent's flaws and attack. This broken wave is good. Kun Xuoyster did not hesitate to comment on Broken Wave's performance just now, "He has done a very good job of grasping the timing and controlling the opponent's heart, and he has the qualifications to become a strong man." ”

Geniuses grow up to be called strong, and dying in the process of growing up is no different from waste.

Guan Haoxuan hugged his fist and pointed at Kunxu, "Haha, Brother Kun has won the award, there is still a lot to learn from Broken Waves, and I hope you will give me advice." ”

Kunxu glanced at Guan Haoxuan, but just nodded, not agreeing, nor refusing.

Famous people can see Guan Haoxuan's proud appearance, but he does have proud capital. Broken Lang is only twenty-five years old, and he already has the strength of a half-step grandmaster, and his heart is even better, and his future achievements will definitely not be lower than his own group of people.

A group of people on the rostrum were boasting to each other, but the two people in the ring did not stop.

Lu Fei felt very aggrieved after bearing the slap of the broken wave just now, the other party could obviously make himself lose his combat effectiveness with one palm, but he only pushed himself out. Is this arrogance, or is it a humiliation to yourself.

The attack in his hand is unabated, the dagger thrusts left and right, and the angle of each attack is very good. In front of a real master, it can only be regarded as very good, and it is still far from a real perfect attack.

After a few tentative attacks, a touch of madness leaked from the corners of Lu Fei's mouth, "Since you despise me so much, I will let you try the price of arrogance." ”

Lu Fei's attacks are getting faster and more violent.

Stab, cut, pick three means of attack, in addition to the mutual cooperation of the two hands, the dagger is like a shadow, a centimeter or two around the broken waves.

Occasionally, Broken Wave will also use the long sword on his back to his chest for an effective defensive counterattack. The strength of the counterattack was not very large, but it substantially scratched the menacing Lu Fei.

The wound is not very deep, so that it does not make a person lose its combat effectiveness with a single blow. But due to Lu Fei's eagerness to win, coupled with high-intensity exercise, the blood on his body passed much faster than before.

The more anxious he is, the more he lets the broken waves deal with the appointment freely, dodge, and counterattack.

Stabbing, picking, slashing, and generation every attack is just right, only wounding, not killing. Only break the skin, not hurt the tendons.

Zhang Zhigang's eyes narrowed, "This soldier is really in a hurry, he won't be completely led by the other party, but because of his eagerness to win and being despised by it, he has completely fallen into the rhythm of the attack of the broken waves." ”

"An inch long, an inch strong. The weapon in Broken Wave's hand is three feet and three inches long, and Lu Fei's dagger is only more than two inches. "The person in charge of the sword has a very ugly face, after all, this Lu Fei is one of his subordinates.

Broken Lang looked at the oncoming dagger, the long sword in his hand was slightly upward, and he didn't make any other movements.

Lu Fei's arm happened to be in this attack line, and the tip of the sword cut a wound about five inches long on his arm.

Fortunately, the tip of the sword was sharp, and it did not affect the surrounding flesh and skin.

Lu Fei's arm hurt and he was trying to dodge, but he hit his chin with an oncoming punch, and the whole person flew high, and finally fell with a "poof".

"The cat and mouse are testing our attitude at the same time. The Dragon King's brows furrowed, his fists clenched, but he didn't mean to make a move.

"Fighting not at the same level, combined with the difference in weapons and mentality between the two sides, completely turned the battle into a joke. ”

"The key is that Lu Fei in the field still doesn't know it, and thinks that as long as his speed is a little faster, or the attack distance is a little more, he can hurt the broken waves. ”

"It's sad, it's really sad. ”

……

Everyone has made up their minds about this game and has lost the desire to continue watching.

Gu Fan stood silently among the soldiers, "It's a pity that there is only the courage of a reckless man, but there is no brain of a strong man." ”

In Gu Fan's eyes, although the attack of the broken wave was very hidden, it was not impossible to discover the angle and method of the attack.

All of Broken Wave's attacks with the sword are controlled by the wrist, with a small range of action and a single attack method. You only need to pay attention to the hand holding the sword, basically the sword is equal to a void.

Coupled with the contempt of the other party, he deliberately wanted to test it, if Lu Fei used a little brain, he might really be able to win this game.

The leader of the sect didn't pay attention to the game on the field, and kept looking at Ouyang Ze, who was holding his arm and playing with a dagger in the distance, with a posture that didn't matter to himself.

"Could it be that the government sent Ouyang Ze over just as an inspector, and has no intention of doing anything?" Everyone had such a thought in their hearts, but why did the overseer put on such a big position.

Lu Fei's eyes on the stage were red, his hands and feet had been cut by the sword, and bright red blood flowed out.

"Almost, almost hit him in the neck, why, why is it so little bit worse every time. Lu Fei was not convinced, very unconvinced, if his speed was a little faster, if the dagger in his hand was a little longer, how good would it be.

Lu Fei hadn't realized the gap between the two sides, the speed, strength, timing of the grasp, and the heart of the two sides could not be compared with the broken waves.

Losing is inevitable, as for life and death, see if the broken waves will be ruthless. Second, it depends on whether this Lu Fei can react to how big the gap between the two sides is, and surrender before the other party moves to kill.

Lu Fei stood in place, his eyes staring straight ahead, slowly breathing as he adjusted.

With one exhale and one inhalation, all the true qi around the body was mobilized.

He has already made a decision, if he misses this blow, he will surrender directly, rather than continue to be humiliated on stage, it is better to surrender directly.

Gu Fan didn't know how the Dragon King arranged it, his eyes kept staring at the field, observing every movement of the two sides, counting every scar on Lu Fei's body, as well as the amount of blood he brought.

Every government soldier who came to power and suffered an injury, later in the team competition, Gu Fan would double it back. This is Chu Han's explanation, and it is also his own decision.

If you do it, you have to be strong and ruthless, so that people feel afraid, so that you won't make a fuss about your family.

Just when Gu Fan was full of thoughts, Lu Fei had already launched an attack.

The speed was far faster than any attack just now.

Before Lu Fei's attack, Broken Wave was still thinking about whether to continue to tease the opponent, but when he saw the opponent coming from the rapid attack, the muscles of the whole person became tense.

Sensing the threat, Broken Wave put the long sword in front of his chest, and at the same time, his body continued to hind his legs, widening the distance and reducing Lu Fei's momentum and strength.

Taking a step back, Lu Fei's acceleration distance will be one more step, and the speed will increase instead of decreasing.

Gu Fan frowned, and just smiled bitterly at Lu Fei's attack, "Fight to the death, if you don't succeed, you will become a benevolent." Hey, it's a pity, it's still a little bit worse after all. ”

Ouyang Ze raised his head and looked at the competition venue for the first time since the competition, "Strength, speed, have reached a half-step grandmaster, but unfortunately the quality of true qi is still a little bit worse." ”

The two transcendents at the scene had already made a prediction of the outcome of this attack, and this prediction was based on a general judgment based on the strength and mental state of both sides, and the combat experience.

The specifics also depend on the individual's performance, they are not gods, and they cannot fully predict the outcome.

The long sword in Broken Wave's hand rotated at the wrist, brushing out a sword flower, and the sword was like an afterimage that could not distinguish between reality and fiction.

So far, for the first time, Broken Lang has faced this game squarely, and he has regarded Lu Fei as an opponent of the same level.

The sword qi was full of energy, attacking various joints like Lu Fei's body.

Broken Lang still cares about the transcendent under this time, and he can only hurt and not kill before he doesn't know the other party's attitude.

The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, Lu Fei did not dodge, did not defend, and allowed the sword qi to pierce the skin and pierce the joints.

The dagger's body was already filled with Lu Fei's true qi, and the dagger had increased from three inches long to five inches.

The knife arrived, and the sword turned into true qi was about to pierce the throat of Broken Waves.

Misjudged the error, and Broken Lang thought that the length of the dagger was still more than three inches.

The throat is less than a meter away from the dagger at most, and a meter looks long, but it is no different from a millimeter among masters, and it is impossible to dodge. Stepping back, you are already standing on the edge of the ring, and if you take a step back, you will fall off the ring.

Can't lose, Broken Wave hit the true qi in the throat, and the long sword in his hand stabbed Lu Fei's throat at the same time, and they all died.

Gu Fan's eyes became playful, "If someone stops it, it's a draw, and if no one stops the broken waves, that soldier will definitely die." ”

"It's a pity, if that person named Lu Fei is a half-step grandmaster, the outcome is unknown!"

Guan Haoxuan saw the life-threatening posture of the two sides, and his body moved suddenly, and he had to stop this game, "Stop, the game is over!"

Although the strength of Broken Wave will not die immediately if it is stabbed with a dagger, the wound is a wound after all, and after all, the blood vessel is pierced by the true qi, which will have a great impact on the future development.

The sect will lose face because of a draw, but the famous sword sect can't bury the future of Tianjiao for a victory.