Wu Yu's toes tapped the ground again, but this time the goalkeeper was a little faster, and the blade lightly slashed across his chest, not deep, but still cut a bloody mark the length of his index finger. The blood of the pen and the fun and the pavilion rolled down www.biquge.info skin and smashed on the ground, soaking the sand and stones on the ground, and the black and red blood was like a rose in a cemetery.

Wu Yu quickly retreated, and the gatekeeper did not continue to follow up this time, but stopped and looked at the blood droplets that had spilled on the ground. Wu Yu lowered his head, looked at the wound on his chest, frowned, I don't know why, the faint bloody aura made his head a little dizzy.

The gatekeeper raised the short blade in his hand and gently pressed it to the side of his lips, the scarlet tongue stretched out from his mouth, and gently ****ed the blood on the knife edge, "It seems that I still overestimate you, not as strong as I thought." ”

"." Wu Yu scolded in a low voice again, he looked at the gatekeeper in the black tights, and he didn't have a chance to face himself at all. Although he has always been in a state of active attack, his defense has also been watertight, and the name brand behind him has never been able to face Wu Yu.

There is a saying that is very good, attack is the most perfect defense, this point in the gatekeeper's body, it can be said that it is fully reflected, no matter which angle, even if the Xueliang name card is in Wu Yu's hand, Wu Yu can touch it with his palm, but as long as he does so, the short blade in the gatekeeper's hand will immediately pierce Wu Yu's lower abdomen, and the other free left hand will also touch Wu Yu's nameplate, coupled with the suppression of strength, Wu Yu's head has even oozed a trace of sweat.

"Hey, come again, boy!" The gatekeeper showed a cruel smile on his face, and the soles of his feet stomped to the ground, and in an instant, the whole person pounced like a cheetah chasing its prey.

Wu Yu didn't dare to slack off, his body hurriedly flashed out sideways, the whole person was almost folded into ninety degrees, and the soles of his feet hit the ground continuously, sending his people out, and the short blade of the gatekeeper almost slid against the skin on his lower abdomen.

Is there any other way? This is completely abused, Wu Yu has never been a person who likes to admit defeat easily, he looked at the man in black like black lightning, and his teeth clenched together.

The man in black chased after him again, not giving Wu Yu a chance to breathe at all, the blade that flashed with cold light was like a devil chasing his life, as long as he was one step slower, the devil's hand would grab his heart and pull out the little thing that he was trying to jump to.

It's a really uncomfortable feeling, but so what? If you are weak, you can really only escape, but even if you do, where can you escape? This is a gladiatorial arena, and no matter how much you escape, you can't escape from its edge.

This is a circle, like a donkey pushing and grinding, blindfolded and thinking that he has traveled all over the world, but he will never escape the little stone mill.

Is it really just a matter of running away like this? No, he's never been a man who likes to run away, but what if he doesn't? Absolute strength suppression, he has no way to compete with that goalkeeper, do you want him to run and admit defeat.

This is a complete joke, every reason is more ridiculous than the last, he is a warrior, as long as he still has a sword in his hand, and can support his spine with the sword without bending, he must stand.

Isn't this the boss? Back then, as a rookie, he really stepped onto the basketball court, but the three three did not stick but made him lose in a mess, indeed he lost, but he didn't admit defeat. Even if he loses and doesn't even have the pants to go home, he can only cover his face with his hands, he has to walk back with a straight waist, losing is not actually losing, admitting defeat is the real losing.

Wu Yu gritted his teeth, blood flowed out along the roots of his teeth, and his mouth was full of fishy sweetness. He won't throw in the towel, and he can't afford to lose because he can't afford to lose.

His eyes were slightly red, and the flames were still dancing lightly, as if everything outside had nothing to do with him.

The man in black was getting closer and closer to him, and the blade struck from behind him with a slight whistling sound. A large gust of wind enveloped him in the air.

The soles of the feet stepped on the ground fiercely, and the soles of the shoes drew a long distance with the sound of friction all the way, since you don't want to escape, then let's fight!

The sudden change caught the man in black a little off guard, and the figure who was still galloping paused for a moment. In an instant, all the weaknesses were exposed, and all the flaws in the whole body were clearly revealed in Wu Yu's eyes without concealment.

"Roar!" A low roar came out of Wu Yu's mouth, like a crazy beast, the anger that surged up from the bottom of his heart was stuffed back by him, and only the girl's appearance was left in his mind, for her sake, for everyone, let's fight!

He had no weapons, all he had was his own hands, his own legs, every part of his body.

A distance of a few meters, which seemed short to him, clenched his hands into fists, and smashed it with all his strength against the wrist of the gatekeeper who held the knife. It's not that he doesn't want to tear off his nameplate, that kind of one-and-done method, everyone will think about it, but he knows he can't do it.

He would never do anything he was not sure of, let alone at this table where he gambled his life.

The protruding bone knuckle on the back of the hand smashed up without hesitation, and the bones collided with each other, making a dull sound. Wu Yu frowned slightly, the power of the punch just now was clear to him, if this punch hit the ribs, he was absolutely sure, a normal person's ribs would not be able to withstand such power. But it was such a punch, but it only made the gatekeeper bare his teeth, and his wrist swelled slightly.

"Damn, the kid is long-lasting, and he dares to fly casually when his wings are stiff." The black-clothed man showed a trace of cruelty on his face, the pain in his wrist was directly ignored by him, and the knife in his hand was like a part of his body, cutting through a beautiful arc, and Wu Yu's flat lower abdomen instantly had a wound the length of his forearm. Blood is like water in a faucet, flowing out in large streams.

The severe pain made Wu Yu couldn't help frowning, he still underestimated the strength of the gatekeeper, and his teeth clenched together. Haven't you been hurt a little, aren't you just a little injured? As long as you can't die, as long as you still have the strength, you can still fight.

The fist swung out again, and at the same time his feet moved slightly, no matter what he had to face now, he had to bear it, because he wanted to win, and he didn't want his girl to die.

His feet were like ghost steps in a dance, moving without a clue, the blood on his body soaked his pants and clinged to his skin, and the wind blew a cold gust.

The blade sliced through the white metallic light, and there was another scar on his arm, but he had to face it. In a head-to-head confrontation, he can't win against the goalkeeper anyway, so now the last resort is to tear off his nameplate.

He stood alone on the battlefield, losing in a mess, and there was no possibility of even winning, but all he could do was to persevere.

Is this faith? The face full of seriousness inadvertently showed a smile, the boss is a warrior, even if he is the only one left in the world, he has to fight bravely. No matter what kind of battle, as long as he doesn't admit defeat, he doesn't believe that he will lose, because admitting defeat is the real loss!