At this moment, Zhang Xiaoyu felt a strong crisis.

Although it is not death, crippling is inevitable.

He wanted to dodge, but the spear in Long Wuteng's hand seemed to lock on to him, making him unable to avoid it at all.

Holding the spear, the momentum on Long Wuteng's body rose a few points again, and the originally dark golden alloy spear burst out with a layer of dazzling blood light at this moment.

In the flickering of blood, a layer of golden light adhered to it, making the entire alloy spear look a little dazzling.

With a single step, the spear pierced the air and emitted bursts of roars, like a dragon's groan, deafening.

"The dragon of the Long family's thirty-six marksmanship, Xiao Yu be careful. ”

Jin Yang's eyes widened, he let out a low cry in his mouth, and hurriedly reminded.

Zhang Xiaoyu's feet shook slightly, although he knew that he couldn't avoid it, he still wanted to try.

"I want to run now, it's too late. ”

Long Wuteng shouted, the momentum on his body and the alloy spear in his hand condensed, and the whole person seemed to turn into a giant spear and stabbed towards Zhang Xiaoyu.

Among the onlookers, many of them exclaimed.

It was the first time they had seen such a powerful skill.

In the eyes of many people, there is a little ridicule and pity.

Made's asking you to pretend to be thirteen, now it's okay, if you don't die, you'll be crippled.

The freshman gloated, but Zhang Xiaoyu had no time to take care of it.

If the spear does pierce him, he will surely be defeated.

"Can't you dodge? Then don't dodge, break it for me. ”

A low roar like a beast came out of his throat, and the qi and blood in Zhang Xiaoyu's body surged, and then it was injected into his arms, a pair of arms, which were more than twice as thick as before in an instant.

Break.

Zhang Xiaoyu kicked hard under his feet, clenched his fist with one hand, and punched out.

Boom.

There was a low, muffled sound, like thunder on the ground.

At this moment, many people covered their ears.

Blood spurted wildly from Zhang Xiaoyu's mouth, pulling out a blood-colored long bridge more than one meter long in the sky, and his body flew backwards fiercely.

The spear in Long Wuteng's hand shattered, and a huge force penetrated into his body through the spear, and at this moment, his face was flushed, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body slid backwards.

The two fought again.

Zhang Xiaoyu fell to the ground, while Long Wuteng was still standing.

It seems that with the second blow, Zhang Xiaoyu is completely at a disadvantage.

Ay......

Long Wuteng sighed leisurely, threw a piece of alloy stick in his hand to the ground, and shook his head.

"I have to admit that you are indeed very strong, if it weren't for my use of the Long family's inheritance marksmanship, it is estimated that it will be difficult to defeat you in a short period of time.

But so what? You end up losing. ”

Long Wuteng's eyes were complicated, he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, and he didn't deliberately mock at the moment, turned around and prepared to leave.

A high-level martial artist actually forced him to use the Dragon family's inherited marksmanship.

This is simply a shame for the arrogant Long Wuteng.

Although he won, he won't win.

"I, I haven't lost yet, I'm still fighting, it's easy to defeat you. ”

Long Wuteng's figure was stunned, a different color flashed in his eyes, and then he slowly turned around.

Behind him, Zhang Xiaoyu held a long stick and stood with difficulty, blood like a gurgling stream, constantly flowing from his mouth.

In a few simple words, Zhang Xiaoyu said it was extremely laborious.

Jin Yang stood not far away, his eyes full of anxiety.

"Xiao Yu, let's forget it. ”

Hurriedly ran over and handed Zhang Xiaoyu a bottle of qi and blood, Jin Yang's eyes were complicated.

What the hell is all this.

Why is Zhang Xiaoyu working so hard, is it really worth it for these hundreds of credits?

"You don't understand, and there is no need to persuade me, I must win this battle. ”

Zhang Xiaoyu raised his head and drank the blood, pushed Jin Yang away, and shook his head.

Yes, Jin Yang doesn't understand.

He thought that Zhang Xiaoyu was not afraid of death, but in fact, Zhang Xiaoyu was more afraid of death than anyone else.

In other words, it's not the fear of death, it's more about responsibility.

Responsibility for the home.

If he dies, what will happen to his parents.

It is no exaggeration to say that Zhang Xiaoyu is the only one who supports this family, and this family cannot live without him.

If you don't want to die, you have to become stronger.

In the short few days after entering Wuhan University, Zhang Xiaoyu's baptism was undoubtedly huge.

He also believed in the law of the jungle before, but he didn't have such a strong cognition, but now, when he entered Wuhan University and saw Picheng Dao, he deeply realized what it means to be the real jungle.

If you want to become stronger, you need resources, and at Wuhan University, credits are the best resource.

Jin Yang felt that these hundreds of credits were just a bunch of numbers, even if they were exchanged for cash, Jin Yang might not care.

But for Zhang Xiaoyu, this is the key to fate.

He can't give up, and there's no reason to give up.

With this kind of thought, Zhang Xiaoyu's whole person became cold, and he will do his best in this battle.

Even if Long Wuteng is strong, this battle is unavoidable.

Jin Yang sighed, glanced at Long Wuteng again, and stopped talking.

Coughing up a few mouthfuls of blood again, Zhang Xiaoyu stood up straight, pointed at Long Wuteng with the alloy long stick in his hand, and said in a cold tone: "Today, I will defeat you." ”

"Arrogant, do you really think that I am useless waste without weapons? ”

When the words fell, Long Wuteng let out a low cry in his mouth, above his fists, the power of qi and blood was permeated, and he rushed towards Zhang Xiaoyu with an arrow step.

Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't dare to be careless at the moment.

The spiritual power was deployed, and with a mistake under his feet, he dodged Long Wuteng's attack, and at the same time, the long stick in his hand swept and smashed towards Long Wuteng's waist.

He has never practiced the art of war, and at this moment, this stick completely relies on his own strength, and there is no discipline to speak of.

Long Wuteng didn't care, his feet were shaking, and he easily dodged Zhang Xiaoyu's attack.

The two faced each other again.

Long Wuteng didn't have a spear, and his boxing skills were also average.

And Zhang Xiaoyu has the assistance of spiritual power, coupled with his extremely fast speed, he can easily dodge the opponent's attack.

You went back and forth, and in the blink of an eye, there were more than a dozen rounds of fighting.

Long Wuteng was a little helpless.

Zhang Xiaoyu's speed is too fast, like a monkey, his boxing technique is only incidental cultivation, and he does not specialize, so it is difficult to hit Zhang Xiaoyu.

After more than a dozen rounds, nearly half of his qi and blood were consumed.

Like Jin Yang, Long Wuteng did not have qi and blood.

Without him, it's just disdainful, and an assessment is not worth his use of qi and blood.

Of course, this was the previous thought.

When he saw Zhang Xiaoyu swallow the second bottle of qi and blood, his face finally became unnatural.

"You want to kill me? ”

With another punch, Long Wuteng took a sliding step and distanced himself from Zhang Xiaoyu.

"Do you really think I can't beat you without a weapon? Now I'll show you the power of the Long family's gun. ”

As the words fell, Long Wuteng stepped heavily under his feet, and at the same time, the power of violent qi and blood erupted from his body, forming a blood-colored hurricane more than three meters high, surrounding his body.

"Embracing a gun. ”

In the crowd, I don't know who exclaimed, Zhang Xiaoyu's heart moved, and the alloy long stick in his hand brought a burst of breaking sound, and attacked Long Wuteng again.