Chapter Seventy-Four: It's Not Cool to Win
The corners of Jema's mouth curled slightly, and his body suddenly rushed forward and crossed a distance of nearly fifty meters in an instant, and the tip of the long sword was like a ray of light, even the air rippled, and the tip of the sword pierced directly into Zhuo Li's eyebrows. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info and Zhuo Li at the same time a step back, lightning punch!
"Look for death!" The long sword in Jema's hand slanted slightly, drew a small arc, and slashed at Zhuo Li's arm.
This kind of one-on-one, armed person has a great advantage over someone who fights empty-handed. This advantage will be even greater if on the battlefield!
Zhuo Li had no choice, his arm moved like a spirit snake, dodging this slash, and at the same time giving up his own punch.
"Chance!" Jema's eyes froze, and the sword in his hand slashed horizontally, slashing towards Zhuo Li's neck!
Sou!
Retreat!
Almost instantly, Zhuoli stepped back more than ten meters, with his back against the ring's guardrail.
"What, scared?" Jemahaha said with a smile, with a round shield in one hand and a long sword in the other, he strolled towards Zhuo Li, "Zhuo Li, you may be a character outside the training camp, but none of the old students in the transcendent training camp are as simple as you imagined. ”
"This time, if you lose 5 billion, even if you pay the tuition."
There was a shallow wound on Zhuo Li's neck, and although he couldn't even bleed, he still felt a little cold.
"His sword speed is not very fast, but just now, in a short moment, I was completely suppressed? His successive moves are like nature, and there are no flaws. One move after another, all attacks. Zhuo Li's forehead couldn't help but ooze beads of sweat, and his eyes narrowed, "I can only suppress him with speed!" ”
Gemma was still very indifferent, like a gentleman attending a drinking party.
"You're in good shape. However, it's just that the body is good. It's naïve to want to defeat me with fists and feet without using a blade. Jema smiled, "Didn't anyone tell you that an inch is long and an inch is strong!?" ”
"If you want to win me, it's still far from it!" Jema slammed his feet.
Sou!
Straight to Zhuoli.
"My fighting style ......" Zhuo Li's eyes widened, and the 'vibration' of the basic six forms was quietly activated, and the spiritual energy exploded in his fist, like a cannonball coming out of the disembowel, with unrivaled momentum and palpitating speed, directly hitting the head of the former Jema!
"You don't need to teach!"
Fast!
This punch is one word - fast!
"Huh? So fast! Jema instantly judged that the speed of Zhuo Li's punch was beyond imagination, even faster than his own sword! If he still keeps going, that Zhuo Li's punch will hit him in the face first, and then his slash will miss!
"No, you have to retreat!" Gemma stiffly stopped his rush and retreated.
Syllable! This punch not only made a heavy air explosion in the air, but also the punch wind passed through the entire ring, hitting the high-strength nylon rope guardrail on the other side, and actually made a big depression, as if something really hit it, which was very amazing.
"What a quick punch! The power is also big enough! However, it was useless for me to miss. Jemahaha laughed and rushed up again.
"I admit it, your swordsmanship realm is very high. But...... You're too slow! "When Zhuoli rushed in front of Jema, his speed exploded completely! In terms of speed alone, Zhuoli is definitely fifty percent faster than this Gema! It's not a level anymore.
Whether it is the level of body style or the level of force, Jema is much worse than Zhuoli.
"Whew!"
"Whew!"
I saw that these two humans, who were moving at a speed of more than 100 meters per second, completely turned into two phantoms. In particular, one of the black phantoms was obviously faster than the other party, and every time it had a sharp roar that made the air burst open, and it could also form a powerful and terrifying fist and foot storm!
One punch, one palm! One more leg!
Zhuo Li is relying on fast speed, and when he sees the opportunity, he punches him, and if he doesn't have the opportunity, he will flash immediately. And then another palm!
After all, in terms of the realm of martial arts, Zhuo Li also found that he was really far from this Jema.
"Grass!"
Jema shouted angrily, "Don't run if you have the ability, just face me head-on!" ”
Jema was already going mad...... Zhuo Li's fighting method is very insidious, that is, relying on fast speed, fast fists, and great strength to bully people! There is no frontal fight at all.
"Frontal combat?"
"Good!"
"I'll satisfy you!" Zhuo Li's voice echoed in the boxing ring, and Zhuo Li originally slashed a palm on the left side of Jema.
Suddenly, Zhuo Li stepped on three steps in a row, which can be called a ghostly three steps, and he actually dodged Gema's sharp sword, and Jemma himself was also shocked: "How is it possible? Feeling only a phantom pass by, Gemma knew something was wrong, because he had lost his power in his field of vision.
Bang!
A punch-bag-sized fist hit Jema head-on in the face, nearly blasting his entire head.
“ko!” Zhuo Li made a long-lost boxing victory posture to find the feeling of the year.
Jema's body collapsed weakly, and Peng fell to the ring with a bang.
"Challenge, Zhuo Li wins!" The electronic sound echoed throughout the ring, and then the vision blurred and disappeared completely.
Silver alloy earth, empty ring.
Zhuoli and Jema both stood on it.
"Impossible." Jema stared at Zhuo Li, "I can't lose!" I was selected into the transcendent training camp, and I have been practicing here for a year, and during this year, I have worked hard almost every day to practice swordsmanship, physical strength, etc., and my strength has improved a lot compared to when I first came, how could I lose to you, a newcomer? ”
"Losing is losing!" Zhuoli spoke.
Jema clenched his fists.
If it is a normal competition, it is just a matter of losing, but this time it has attracted a lot of students to come, and losing this time is a loss of face, and the second is ...... Lost a lot of money! 5 billion, this huge amount of money, Jema is distressed when he loses.
"You've already lost." Zhuo Li looked at Jema in front of him and couldn't help but admire, "I admit that in the realm of martial arts, you are indeed much higher than me. ”
It's a lot higher!
I far surpass my opponent in speed and strength, but I can't win! It's because his martial arts skills are indeed very simple, in the past, Zhuo Li has always thought that his fist and foot kung fu is not bad, especially with the acceleration of spiritual energy, it is indeed a big kill in the wilderness area, but it is compared with the same genius Jema...... It's too far off!
Jema's swordsmanship is like flowing water, one move after another, like a wave, directly forcing Zhuo Li to retreat!
Fortunately, at the last moment, Zhuo Li finally showed the ability to touch the 'control threshold'! In terms of speed, the opponent was originally suppressed, and coupled with the ghostly body, it was natural to defeat it in one move!
"Speed and strength overwhelm my opponents, and I can't even win. In the end, it depends on the ghostly body! "Although Zhuoli won, he is still not satisfied with himself.
"Lost!"
Gemma gritted his teeth, if he knew that Zhuoli was still unhappy if he won, he would probably be even more angry.