Meng Zhize, who had been on the battlefield for a long time, looked at the dragon dance silver spear buried deep in the soil, and his face actually showed a rare look of horror.

Ten years ago, he had already broken through the bottleneck and been promoted to become a powerful purple-level earth warrior.

Even if the purple-level earth warriors were not protected by their fighting energy, the defense of their bodies themselves had already been tempered very strongly, and it would be difficult for ordinary metal weapons to break through the skin layer defense.

But just now, if it weren't for Meng Zhize's urgency when he saw that the momentum was not right, he skillfully used the third type of "oblique drawing hook" and the fifth type of "falling to the ground" in the seventeen styles of the Meng family's marksmanship, and brought Tylenol's powerful attack power to the ground. I'm afraid that the power that Tylenol's physical body just burst out is enough to destroy Meng Zhize's skin defenses. It is precisely because Meng Zhize can skillfully use the Meng family's marksmanship that the dragon dance silver spear in his hand was not shaken out by external forces.

Although Meng Zhize used his ingenious martial arts skills to resist Tylenol's brutal blow, his arm was still shocked by Tylenol's domineering force.

"It's such a strong attack, but fortunately, Shicai didn't take Tylenol's domineering attack. ”

Meng Zhize was secretly shocked in his heart, and his hands involuntarily clasped the Dragon Dance Silver Spear.

Techno shaved the various surprised and praised eyes of the crowd around him triumphantly, and his heart was extremely comfortable.

Tylenol felt that the force of the heavy axe in his hand sank, and then Meng Zhize picked up the gun, and the dragon dance silver spear took advantage of Tylenol's carelessness to easily bounce away the brutal power of the heavy axe.

Annoyed in his heart, Tylenol snorted and raised his axe to slash at the Dragon Dance Silver Spear.

Tylenol's concise martial arts moves were swept up with a fierce and fierce wind, and the momentum was surging over.

Meng Zhize didn't dare to be careless at all, and grabbed the dragon dance silver spear arrow and dodged backwards.

"Bang ......"

With a crisp thud, Tylenol slashed his heavy axe, once again smashing a large hole in the ground.

Tylenol stomped his feet on the spot in a rage, and shouted violently: "General Meng has always been extraordinarily brave, but now that he has left the protection of the purple-level fighting spirit, he blindly dodges in close-range martial arts combat, when will the victory or defeat be determined in such a shrinking battle?"

Meng Zhize and Tai Nuo stood with their guns far apart, and Tai Nuo was annoyed and angry, and his words became extremely unsmooth.

Seeing Meng Zhize standing aside calmly, staring at himself, Techno's heart became more and more annoyed: "If you shrink your head and brain again, you will lose this duel, and since you lose, you will fulfill the promise you just made." ”

Tai Nuo looked at the city behind Meng Zhize from afar, and the anger in his heart couldn't help but be extinguished in an instant. A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and his gaze involuntarily moved from Yulang City to Meng Zhize, and he solemnly said this sentence to Meng Zhize.

Meng Zhize nodded calmly, and said loudly: "If I, Meng Zhize, take another half step back, then I, Meng Zhize, admit defeat." I, Meng Zhize, said before, if I lose the martial arts competition, the Xulang City behind me will belong to the orc clan, and the Yan Kingdom will never attack. ”

Meng Zhize raised his right hand, put his three fingers together, and swore to the sky: "Since there is a word first, I, Meng Zhize, swear to the sky and will never regret it." ”

When Techno saw Meng Zhize swear to the sky, his previous dissatisfaction with Meng Zhize's blind dodge dissipated in an instant.

Tai Nuo's heart instantly became happy, laughed a few times, and swore to the sky like Meng Zhize: "I, Tai Nuo, had an appointment with General Meng before, if I lose this martial arts competition, my orc clan will never break my word, and make a debut for the Meng family army. ”

Meng Zhize saw Tai Nuo's earnestness, and he couldn't help but be in awe of the orc clan in his heart.

The head of the dragon dance silver spear was tightly attached to the ground, and Meng Zhize held the gun with one hand and suddenly gave Tai Nuo a thumbs up.

Suddenly, seeing Meng Zhize praising himself, Tai Nuo's heart was suddenly infinitely useful, and the corners of his mouth raised a proud expression.

Suddenly, Meng Zhize's manual was up.

The Dragon Dance Silver Spear rolled up the dust on the ground and drew a perfect arc in the air.

"The sixth type of the Meng family's marksmanship, the cone piercing the strand. ”

With Meng Zhize's loud shout, his body instantly leaped up, like an arrow off the string, shooting towards Tylenol.

Tylenol was shocked when he saw this, and immediately instinctively raised the heavy axe to block.

Clang......

The spear head of the Dragon Dance Silver Spear slammed into the heavy axe, sending out a little spark, and the strong impact knocked the heavy axe in Tylenol's hand a little lower.

Before Tai Nuo could come to his senses, the Dragon Dance Silver Spear in Meng Zhize's hand casually slashed upward.

"The seventh type, breaking the sun and shocking the sky. ”

Meng Zhize said the name of the move, and at the same time picked up the gun.

Tylenol was forced to take a few steps back by Meng Zhize's sudden two moves of the Meng family's marksmanship, and was shocked for a while.

Fortunately, the strong strength exposed by Technolex forced Meng Zhize not to dare to confront him head-on.

"The eighth type, sweeping thousands of armies. ”

The dragon dance silver spear in Meng Zhize's hand swept over, and Tylenol involuntarily raised the heavy axe to resist. The dragon dance silver spear hit the heavy axe again, and the gold resonated with sparks, and the heavy axe in Tylenol's hand was struggling, and he involuntarily sank down.

"The ninth type, the sky is falling apart. ”

As soon as the Dragon Dance Silver Spear touched the heavy axe in Tylenol's hand, Meng Zhize jumped up, gathered all his strength on the Dragon Dance Silver Spear, and slashed down at Tylenol. Tylenol snorted coldly, and raised his heavy axe to resist the slashing momentum of the Dragon Dance Silver Spear.

After a few moves, Tai Nuo's strong strength was suppressed by Meng Zhize's coherent marksmanship. Meng Zhize smoothly brought out the Meng family's marksmanship in order, and insisted on not giving Tai Lenol a chance to breathe.

The dragon dance silver spear in Meng Zhize's hand swung faster and faster, imaginatively, one move after another.

In an instant, sparks flew and the harsh sound of metal striking was endless.

......

"The seventeenth type, seal the gun and lock the throat. ”

With Meng Zhize's loud shout, the Dragon Dance Silver Spear had already been impartially pressed against Tylenol's throat, and the head of the spear could pierce Tylenol's throat if it was sent forward an inch.

"General Taino has conceded!"

Meng Zhize withdrew the Dragon Dance Silver Spear and made a series towards Tai Nuo, saying this sentence in a calm tone.

Tai Nuo stared at the Dragon Dance Silver Spear in Meng Zhize's hand in disbelief, and was secretly shocked in his heart: "If Meng Zhize uses a little force in his hand, the spear is probably going to take my life." ”

Although Tylenol had thousands of reasons to be unconvinced in his heart, at this moment, in front of Meng Zhize, he had to be convinced.

Tylenol looked at the city behind Meng Zhize in amazement, and suddenly bowed his head to Meng Zhize, and then looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh, and said in a loud voice: "The Meng family's marksmanship is really exquisite, and my orc clan has lost ......."

Chapter 9: Meng's Marksmanship (End)