Yan Tujiao, Yan Lang, and Xu Zhi seemed to understand something, but this was not the time to think about it.

Yan Tujiao's sword is very fierce, the giant sword that is obviously wide and straight, between shaking up and down, the sword waves are rampant.

Xu Zhi hit the air with a stick, and it became a sweep at the moment, and the long stick of two meters and three or four smashed at will, and the human body couldn't stand it, and the weapon was long, which was to take advantage of it.

Hard, no problem, all the same, no problem, anyway, the other party dies first.

Yan Tujiao's move, although the subtle Xu Zhi couldn't understand the principle, if Yan Tujiao didn't have a follow-up move, she would probably be killed by Xu Zhi with a stick before hitting Xu Zhi.

The Qianjun stick method has always been to break the trick with force.

"it~"

Yan Tujiao's mouth let out a voice of unknown meaning.

I saw that the sword wave was churning, and it slashed back suddenly, Xu Zhi's stick just hit Yan Tujiao's giant sword, and the giant sword flipped over, and the sword wave actually cut off her own head.

Yan Tujiao turned into pieces and disappeared.

Xu Zhi was puzzled, these children of the family began to play martial arts at a young age, and it didn't seem to work very well.

Shang Gaofeng is like this, and Yan Tujiao is the same, at his current age, he is not skilled enough to use too powerful killing moves.

On Yan Lang's sword wall, Xu Zhi had simulated some sword moves in his mind, pure suicidal kung fu, and now in retrospect, he couldn't practice, and his personal control was too far away.

"A sword flying immortal, you are so lucky, my strong King Kong hand trembled today, this sword move failed."

Yan Tujiao explained to Xu Zhi with a big grin, and touched her neck, the blow just now was a little scary, and the feeling of leaving her head out of her body was really bad.

"I didn't expect to win two games" Gu Changying smiled at Gu Changhe, Hua'an No. 1 Middle School has not been so bullish for a long time, Rao is calm personality, and he is also a little excited at this time.

"It is indeed two good seedlings" Gu Changhe smiled, secretly saying in his heart that the luck of this second brother is really good, and this session is extremely beautiful.

"What a mistake" Yan Tuo on the other side was so distressed, not only did he not get a good livelihood, but now he also lost one.

"Tonglin City No. 1 Middle School Baizhu, Shangfeng City No. 2 Middle School Guan Xinya, Hua'an City No. 1 Middle School Xu Zhi, Gu Yuxi, shortlisted for the final four, as the host of Wangjing City No. 1 and No. 2 Middle School, you are too disappointed to me, perhaps, you should reflect on your education, go home and think about it."

Huang Xiangjian finally couldn't bear his passionate soul and began to spray angrily, the first and second groups of high school are also very exciting, but compared with the third group of high school, the importance is much lower.

This year's senior high school group was mixed with two junior students, and Huang Xiangjian couldn't help but be excited, especially these two people were still the Hua'an twin stars he said at that time, if they could win the championship and runner-up in the Provincial Games fighting competition, the word Hua'an might have to be changed.

"Baizhu, Guan Xinya, I hope you are serious, the one standing in front of you is a senior student, and the other is a sophomore, I don't know how they can cultivate to this level, but you have to be serious, if this senior team is wiped out, it must be a very shameful thing."

"Xu Zhi, Gu Yuxi, come on, defeat the senior group, stomp on the ground and rub them, you are the strongest, I am proud of you, proud."

……

Xu Zhi and Gu Yuxi looked at each other in pairs, and said in their hearts that this Huang Xiangjian was probably a little too excited, it shouldn't be a dubbing commentary after the game, what the hell is it now.

"You are in the same school, it seems that you don't want to fight, so you don't have to draw lots, or we will go to the stage to practice first."

Baizhu smiled at Xu Zhi and said, this is a very upward young man, full of spirit, with yellow pupils in his eyes, constantly intertwined with black pupils.

"He's very resistant to beatings, so be careful."

"You too, that woman doesn't look simple."

The two reminded each other that behind this, how could there be soft persimmons.

However, since Baizhu took care of the two parties so much, Xu Zhi felt that the other party was also a person who could be friends.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, I'm Hua'an No. 1 Middle School and a Sword Flying Immortal Xu Zhi."

The corners of Baizhu's mouth twitched, Xu Zhi had a nickname, Yan Tujiao gave himself a nickname as Mighty King Kong, could he also take one on the spot.

"Tonglin City No. 1 Middle School, Jianbi Atractylodes"

"Fortified walls?" Xu Zhi said suspiciously, although I heard that you are very resistant to beating, buddy, these two words also reflect the characteristics, but it is easy to cause misunderstanding.

"It seems a little inappropriate, then I'll call it Dadun Baizhu."

Baizhu's head immediately turned around and changed his nickname again.

"Please"

"Please"

The guns of Baizhu and the sticks of Xu Zhi are all long weapons, but the lethality of the guns is much stronger than that of the sticks, and the guns are used by the masters, and the guns can be straight or soft, and there are many changes.

Bai Zhu is obviously a master of spearmanship, and the sound of the virtual training ground has just begun, and his silver spear is like a dragon, and he pierces it like lightning.

He holds the root of the gun in his hand, and the gun is very long, there are virtual and real, there are strange and upright, the attack is sharp, the retreat is fast, the marksmanship is precipitous, the end is not moving like a mountain, moving like a thunderstorm.

Xu Zhibin's iron long stick is swept or worn or supported or picked, he must admit that according to his stick cultivation in the past few months, it is not enough to deal with a master of marksmanship like Baizhu, and he has been in danger several times, and he completely relies on the fierce Qianjun stick method to force Baizhu to dodge.

But if it was such a long weapon, Xu Zhi thought in his heart, threw off the iron long stick, and rushed directly to the close-knit short fight.

If the opponent has a light weapon such as a dagger or a short sword, he would never dare to do so, it is difficult to have Gu Yuxi's kind of alloy gloves, but the spear is not in this range, only the head of the spear is a killing edge.

Once close, unless the other party can react quickly and pull out a long enough distance, there is only one way to abandon the gun.

"Just in time"

Bai Shu laughed, shook off the spear, and met Xu Zhi with both hands.

As a good student with all-round development of morality, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics, and labor, how could he not have close combat means.

The two of them intersected with their fists and feet, and their fists hit the flesh, and suddenly there was a sound of flesh colliding.

Bai Zhu's brows furrowed slightly, and the power from the other party was a little beyond his expectations.

The yellow pupils flashed in his eyes, and at this time, it was Xu Zhi's punch that attacked, he didn't dodge or dodge, and his body directly met it.

When Xu Zhi touched the atractylodes, a layer of mud armor emerged and then disappeared.

"I'm convex"

Xu Zhi's fist went out quickly, and it was withdrawn faster, and he felt as if he had hit an iron plate, and his hand bones hurt so much.

Thinking about Baizhu's pupils, it seems that the opponent's ability talent has been activated.

"I don't believe you're ironclad everywhere."

Since Baizhu intended to let him beat, Xu Zhi was not polite, his fists and feet were frequent, such as a violent storm, and he fought closely, which was the result of his daily practice with Gu Yuxi.

He didn't believe that Baizhu fist and foot kung fu were as powerful as Gu Yuxi's fists and feet with Huang Yin.

After a few punches, Baizhu's face tightened, and his fists, feet, and elbows began to resist.

Xu Zhi's combination of fiction and reality deceived him several times, and now that the talent time is almost over, Xu Zhi's hands and feet have not been seriously harmed at all.

One step is slow, one step is slow, and Baizhu can no longer block Xu Zhi's ferocious offensive.

He watched as he was smashed to pieces.