Everyone in the stands could detect the extraordinaryness of Wu Ah Qi, not to mention Chen Yazhen on the field.

Feeling the growing momentum on the other side, Chen Yazhen secretly complained, but his heart was also tenacious, he forcibly suppressed the complicated thoughts, and tightly held the blue and purple spear in his hand.

Until the last moment, no one knows who will kill the deer!

"Please...... Please. ”

Wu's Ah Qi seemed to have some problems, and Chen Yazhen stammered back after a long time after giving the salute.

"Wu Clan Ah Qi, show your weapon!" the Chu Clan referee frowned.

"Good...... Good. ”

Wu Ah Qi still stammered, and reached out to touch his waist. Around his waist, there was an empty cage bag on the left and right.

"it!"

"Is this his weapon?"

"It's too discordant, isn't it?"

Seeing the weapon that Wu Shi Ah Qi showed, someone in the stands couldn't help but exclaim.

The weapons that Wu Ah Qi showed were two sledgehammers, drum urns and golden hammers. Each hammer was the size of his body.

He was already relatively short, and he carried two huge drum urns and golden hammers, which looked a little funny.

Seeing this, Chen Yazhen on the opposite side showed a look of surprise in his eyes that could not be concealed.

God treats me well!!

His thunder rush was originally fast, and when he encountered a heavy weapon such as a drum urn and a golden hammer, he was suppressed in all directions.

At this moment, Chen Yazhen's self-confidence skyrocketed.

"Let's go!"

As soon as the Chu referee's voice fell, Chen Yazhen's whole body lit up with a "crackling" arc, and rushed towards Wu Aqi with the momentum of thunder. Ben Lei fast gun, what is particular is a fast word, naturally to preemptively strike.

"Even so, that Wu clan Ah Qi obviously has a problem with his brain. Chen Yazhen did this, is it not a gentleman's ...... For. ”

Kong Shen shook his head and commented, and before he finished speaking, he was suffocated by the scene in front of him, and his face turned red.

On the martial arts field, in the face of Chen Yazhen, who was rushing wildly, Wu's Ah Qi did not dodge or dodge, and waved his hand to smash a hammer. The incomparably heavy drum urn and golden hammer were like paper paste in his hands, light and weightless.

"Collapse!"

With a crisp sound, although Chen Yazhen put away the gun in time, he could not completely avoid the sledgehammer smashed by Wu's Ah Qi. The head of the spear was smashed and bent at 90 degrees, and the blue and purple spear flew out of his hand.

Without time to take care of the tiger's mouth that was shocked and bloodied, Chen Yazhen retreated violently.

"Boom!"

Wu Clan's Ah Qi smashed the air with a hammer and landed on the ground, and on the martial arts arena made of five-grade spiritual energy, a shallow round pit suddenly appeared, and the drum urn and golden hammer were also slightly deformed by the force of the shock.

Looking at the sledgehammer that had turned into his left hand, a trace of worry flashed in the eyes of Wu Clan Ah Qi, and he couldn't help but look in the direction of the Wu clan patriarch.

When a sharp-eyed person saw this scene, his face instantly became strange.

The patriarch of the Wu clan turned slightly red, and then glared at Ah Qi of the Wu clan fiercely. Seeing this, Wu Aqi's eyes became more worried, and in addition to worry, there was also a trace of grievance.

"Roar!"

Wu Ah Qi turned his head and yelled at Chen Yazhen in dissatisfaction, and then steel needle-like hairs burst out all over his body, and a mouth full of fangs burst out of his mouth. Wu's Ah Qi bared his teeth and strode in the direction of Chen Yazhen.

Chen Yazhen had just wrapped the cracked tiger's mouth with his clothes, and when he saw Wu's Ah Qi attacking, he took out a spear, slid away, and by the way, handed the spear in his hand, and took it back with a false shake.

The competition stipulates that no healing drugs are allowed on the field, nor are any drugs used to restore physical strength, so after Chen Yazhen hastily wrapped his wounds in clothes, he started the idea of fighting.

No matter how strong you are, when you use this heavy weapon, there will always be a time when your strength is exhausted.

It's just that Chen Yazhen once again underestimated the strength of Wu's Ah Qi. Wu Clan Ah Qi not only has strength, he also has speed, and his speed is only a little slower than Chen Yazhen.

The two figures chased one after the other, Chen Yazhen relied on a slightly faster speed, and from time to time waved his hand to stab a shot, but he was afraid of the golden hammer of the drum urn of Wu Ah Qi, and most of the spears were withdrawn before they could get close.

Even so, the gun in Chen Yazhen's hand didn't know how many shots had been missed.

It's just that the empty cage bag around his waist is like an endless treasure trove, and he can always find a blue and purple spear from it.

Seeing this, the people in the stands couldn't help twitching the corners of their mouths.

It is also rare for someone to prepare so many spare weapons......

But in any case, Chen Yazhen's ending is doomed, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that the reason why Wu Ah Qi only smashes his spear every time and can't hurt his body is because he cares about damaging the drum urn and golden hammer......

It may seem like nonsense, but it's happening right in front of you.

Speaking of which, the quality of the blue purple spear in Chen Yazhen's hand was one line higher than the drum urn golden hammer in Wu Clan's Ah Qi's hand. But one is like a loser, and he doesn't know how many spears he has discarded, while the other, like the most stingy miser, is afraid that he will damage the sledgehammer in his hand with too much strength.

There were many people on the field, looking at the Wu clan patriarch playfully. There are people who know the roots of the Wu family, and they even cast a disdainful glance at them without concealment.

Guan Yunsheng Danfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his killing intent flickered.

On the field, after the blue and purple spear in Chen Yazhen's hand was smashed away again, he reached out as usual and took out a new spear from the empty cage bag on his waist.

Only this time he didn't run away, but slid sideways dangerously, leaning against the sledgehammer thrown by Wu Ah Qi, leaning towards his side. The spear in his hand was even more like a poisonous dragon, bending out a huge arc and pointing at the back of Wu's Ah Qi's head.

It turned out that although Wu Clan's Ah Qi's speed and strength were extremely strong, each move was roughly the same, just a simple swing of the hammer and smashing forward. After countless temptations, Chen Yazhen finally figured out the law of Wu Aqi's moves, and took the risk of rubbing the sledgehammer to bully himself and make a fatal move.

Although this move looks ordinary, Chen Yazhen condensed all the strength of his body on the tip of the gun. Even if Wu Clan Ah Qi has a beast type genetic technology to protect himself, he can't resist this shot.

The Chu referee next to him had his fingertips shining and was ready to make a move.

The people in the stands are also nervous, and the victory or defeat will soon be decided. It was Chen Yazhen who relied on his old and spicy experience to secretly calculate the Wu clan Ah Qi, whose strength was several chips stronger than him. Or did Wu Ah Qi rely on his own strength to drop ten times and crush Chen Yazhen?

Many people are inclined that Chen Yazhen will win, after all, that Wu Clan's Ah Qikong has speed and strength, and his brain is not bright. In the competition, the importance of adaptability such as the wit is no less than the strength itself.

It's just that what those people didn't expect was that the Wu Clan's Seven Tigers roared, and they turned their heads to face the spear head stabbed behind their backs.

Afterwards...... Open your mouth and bite.

"Click!"

Many monks with amazing ears heard a slight clicking sound, and when they looked intently, they saw that Wu Clan's Ah Qi's mouth was full of blood.