And Wang Feiyu's preparations obviously didn't stop there, and the other fragments of the shield that had just been shattered appeared on the path of Wu Bufan's retreat at some point. Seeing that Wu Bufan had no room to move in the air, and he didn't notice the debris behind him at all, Wang Feiyu finally smiled. And the audience also agreed that Wu Bufan should have been defeated, after all, under Wang Feiyu's step-by-step precise arrangement, he stepped into the trap of killing and had no chance to turn the tables.

But the military's top players were not a little impatient, but smiled. At this time, Wu Bufan's body, which was originally about to hit the fragments, turned over in the air, and fell to the ground behind him with the fragments, the fragments were less than a centimeter away from Wu Bufan, but they just didn't touch Wu Bufan. This is the strength of Wu Bufan's "Body Sense" ability, although Wu Bufan himself did not find the fragments behind him, but his body reacted correctly one step ahead of him, almost avoiding the fragments, and surviving this nirvana crisis.

Wang Feiyu was obviously surprised, but his expression did not change much, his joy and anger were invisible, and the cultivation of the city government was indeed very deep. He recalled those fragments, combined them into two huge metal arms in the air and put them on his arms, Wang Feiyu collided with his fists, and hooked his hands at Wu Bufan, he actually took the initiative to provoke, wanting to melee with Wu Bufan in the future!

Wu Bufan has absolute confidence in close quarters, although Wang Feiyu's two metal arms look extraordinary, obviously the results of the Wang family's latest research over the years, but Wu Bufan still sighed and met Wang Feiyu's iron fist. After the real fight, Wang Feiyu understood the horror of Wu Bufan's ability, the "Body Feeling" that went deep into the bone marrow, not only dodged all his attacks, but also saw the weakness of the inconsistent strength of his two arms, and he was miserable to beat.

Everyone in the audience was also ignited by this second now fist-to-flesh competition, and they watched it with relish, Wu Bufan was the king of close combat, and Wang Feiyu relied on his iron fist and his own good melee skills, and the two actually fought to a close match!

Lin Hang looked at Wu Bufan's fighting figure and fell into deep thought. Wu Bufan's ability is simply tailor-made for him, he doesn't need too much melee training, as long as he obtains this "somatosensory" ability, he is equivalent to having the 'passive' ability of melee combat, he only needs to think about offense, and he doesn't have to worry about defense at all. Lin Yi coveted this ability, thinking in his heart how he could communicate with Wu Bufan later.

And when Lin Hang was distracted, the battle on the field had already entered the white heat, and the two of them were a little struggling in the collision again and again, panting for breath, and then soon, the two of them were going to separate the winners and losers.

Just when the two collided again, the metal giant fist in Wang Feiyu's right hand suddenly flew out, and under Wang Feiyu's control, it quickly combined into a giant sword, stabbing straight at Wu Bufan. When he was trying his best to control this attack, there was also a gap in Wang Feiyu's face, and Wu Bufan threw away the idea of retreating, gathered all the remaining spiritual energy in his body in his fist, and smashed it hard at Wang Feiyu's head. The situation on the field changed in an instant, and the two were about to win and lose in this move!

Wang Feiyu's giant sword still passed through Wu Bufan's chest first, and a large amount of blood flowed out, but Wu Bufan didn't care, and still attacked Wang Feiyu with indomitable progress. When Wu Bufan's heavy punch was about to hit Wang Feiyu, he was blocked by Wang Feiyu's prepared left metal arm, just when everyone thought that the victory had been divided, Wang Feiyu smiled and said at the end, Wu Bufan roared, the spiritual energy in his hand exploded, smashed the metal arm hard, and continued to hit Wang Feiyu's head, Wang Feiyu was obviously unprepared, was repelled by this powerful force for several meters, fell to the ground, fainted, and Wu Bufan also covered his chest and knelt on one knee.

At the last moment, Wu Bufan resisted Wang Feiyu's attack and stunned him. Wu Bufan was seriously injured, Wang Feiyu was in a coma, and such a situation of losing both sides obviously shocked everyone present. In the end, the referee ruled that Wang Feiyu lost to Wu Bufan in a coma, although Wu Bufan basically lost his combat power, it was more than enough to deal with a comatose Wang Feiyu. Wu Bufan heard the referee's announcement, smiled, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, fell forward, and fell to the ground. It turned out that he was also at the end of the crossbow, and he relied on his will to persevere, but now when he waited for the news of victory, he was deflated, and because of excessive blood loss, he also passed out.

Such a tragic situation is obviously beyond everyone's expectations, although Wang Feiyu is mysterious, his strength has always been considered to be the existence of the bottom, and now he almost killed the number two person in the military, and sure enough, no one can underestimate the smiling tiger.

Wang Feiyu suffered internal injuries and needed to recuperate, and after a little treatment, he was immediately sent back to Wang's house.

The military medical abilities present could not solve Wu Bufan's injury, and they were not prepared at the beginning, who would have thought that the fight would be so fierce. At this time, Lin Hang stepped onto the stage and said to everyone in the military, "I'll take a look!" Everyone thought of Lin Hang's ability and identity, nodded in agreement, and gave Lin Hang a place.

Lin Hang stepped forward to inspect it, and opened his hand to summon a stream of water, first wrapping Wu Bufan in a coma, cleaning the wound while moisturizing the broken cells. After a while, Lin Hang withdrew the water, the wound was no longer bleeding, Lin Hang breathed a sigh of relief, and his left and right hands emitted a turquoise light respectively, which were printed on the front chest and back of Wu Bufan's wounds, and began the repair work. After half an hour of recovery, Wu Bufan slowly woke up, Lin Hang lost his strength a little, withdrew his hand, stood up, and said, "It's no big deal, it's just that I lost too much blood, and I'm still relatively weak, and I'll be fine if I take care of it for two days." ”

Wu Bufan, supported by Hua Zhi, stood up, covered his chest, and said solemnly to Lin Hang, "Brother Lin Hang, forgive me for always being prejudiced against you before, but you can save me regardless of your past suspicions this time, which makes me deeply ashamed! From now on, you will be my Wu Bufan's brother! But if you say a word, I will never refuse!"

Lin Hang waved his hand and said, "Don't say it so seriously, after all, I am also a disciple of the teacher, although I am not from the military, but I still have to have the friendship to help you." You go back and have a good rest, I'm looking forward to fighting you next!"

A few people exchanged a few words, Wu Bufan was taken away by Hua Zhi, and Lin Hang also walked off the stage, leaving others to clean up the ring and prepare for the next game.

Next is the competition between Liu Rulong of the Liu family and Guo Xiaoquan of the military, both of whom belong to the midstream strength, and they are not very public, so the result of this game seems a little unpredictable.

After the two took the stage and saluted each other, the referee announced the start of the game.