Chapter 189: A Joke of Fate

Mu Handu, the champion of the junior group of the martial arts academy.

The pride of the sky of the Yanjing Martial Academy.

A third-level martial artist, make good use of the Tang sword.

His opponent was a warrior from the west.

Physically, it occupies some natural advantages, a height of about two meters.

The bulging muscles in the arms contain terrifying strength.

Oriental martial arts are the inheritance and development of traditional martial arts, although some things have been lost in the era of war, but today, there is still a relatively strong martial arts school.

As an ancient country with a long history, there have been many deviants.

As a result, a lot of content was spread overseas.

At the same time, there are also people who go to the East to steal teachers, and after years of development, now overseas martial arts have their own innovations.

Combined with a certain physical advantage, many types of martial arts have evolved.

Mu Handu's opponent has already appeared a few times, and he wears a pair of gloves and walks a fierce path.

Combined with many modern fighting techniques, coupled with the combination of many martial arts, it is in a class of its own.

And this breath in the body, in different places, also has its own different cultivation methods.

Even subtle differences in the human body can make a lot of difference.

There are nine presenters of the competition.

These nine hosts, each of whom speaks a different language, will have a corresponding host for different groups of competitions.

However, because they are from different places, the host only acts as an interpreter when the players on both sides introduce themselves, and the announcement of the start of the game is still subject to the whistle.

The whistle is not due to language differences.

When the host holds out three fingers and puts the whistle to his lips.

Mu Handu slowly pulled out the Tang knife.

When the whistle sounded, the Tang knife brought a touch of brilliance and moved forward.

Mu Han is exhausted, if he doesn't make a move, he will die, and if he shoots, he will be killed with a knife.

This is the Global Martial Arts Exchange Conference, which uses the least number of means and the shortest time to knock down opponents.

In this battle, Shi Feng stood aside and watched.

The long and narrow blade has a cold edge, and it is as fast as lightning.

The speed of the instant explosion, Mu Hanquan already had an advantage.

Mu Handu's opponent did not flinch in the face of the slash that stopped him.

He smashed down with one punch and punched straight at the punch.

smashed a punch, blocked a horizontal slash, and rushed straight to a punch, head-on to smash Mu Han's face.

Mu Han's face remained unchanged, and his hands holding the knife suddenly turned upward.

Tang Dao changed the horizontal slash to the oblique upward slash, this knife, to abolish the opponent's straight punch first.

But at the same time, the other party also changed his tactics.

A punch that rushed straight through, still smashing indomitable.

But with a punch, he immediately changed direction and smashed into Mu Han's lower abdomen.

In exchange for injuries, the other party has to pay the price of an arm, and he also has to punch Mu Handu's lower abdomen.

This kind of tragic fighting style made Shi Feng's face change.

Now, Mu Han can either retreat or accept the opponent's injury exchange attack.

If you want to change your tactics again, it's too late.

But once it retreats, the other side is bound to launch a series of offensives.

In that case, even if Mu Han wins in the end, he will have to face the next two opponents.

On the same day of competition, there was no rest at all.

Once too much power is consumed, how will the next game be played?

Mu Han did not retreat.

His slash didn't change.

The sharp Tang knife brought up a handful of blood rain, and the big man didn't scream.

Another punch has come closer.

It's too late, it's too soon.

Mu Hanquan's movements were extremely consistent, and the moment the slash was completed, he grabbed the hilt of the knife with both hands and slammed it down.

This time, it smashed directly on the opponent's fist, and successfully cracked the opponent's attack.

Smash ...... Stand up and slash.

A series of actions, flowing smoothly.

Blood lines appeared on the big man's forehead, and the blood lines spread all the way down.

When the big man collapsed, the scene was terrible.

"Next."

Mu Han stood with his sword in his eyes.

As soon as Mu Handu's words fell, a woman in a leotard had already come to the stage.

The woman was proud and had sapphire-like eyes.

Braided blonde hair tied back at the back of her head.

And in the woman's hand, it is a foil.

The small sword body is cut on both sides, and it is extremely sharp.

Without too many words, when the whistle blew, the two had already attacked.

The woman who uses the foil is extremely fast, and the foil in her hand is even faster.

The other party is familiar with his own strengths and weaknesses, and he doesn't fight hard with Mu Han at all, avoids the important and trivial, and does not give Mu Han the opportunity to fight hard.

A war of attrition is the most difficult kind of battle when there is a superiority in numbers.

This is a competition between groups, although it is a one-on-one single, but it does not restrict the rest of the group from playing.

It can be one-on-one or three-on-three.

What I am most afraid of now is this kind of war of attrition, once Mu Han exhausts his physical strength, he consumes too much.

When the time comes, the last player on the other side will play, and the two will be combined.

The last person to appear on the stage basically didn't need to reveal any strength to win Mu Handu.

The reason why Shi Feng was present today was that he was afraid that there would be a two-on-one or even three-on-one situation.

When Mu Han drew his opponent, this worry was even stronger.

Obviously, the other party didn't want to be exposed, and initially only arranged for a martial artist to play.

And Mu Qinghan took down the other party in an instant, and the time before and after was only a few seconds.

The other party also had no time to rescue.

But now, the female player who came on the court has made up her mind to drag Mu Han to death.

The other party can drag it, but Mu Han can't.

There is no one behind him, so he can only attack.

Xu Sheng...... Don't be defeated.

Mu Han's feet moved, his figure fluttered, and the Tang knife in his hand brought the sound of breaking the wind.

The woman who can use the foil is already taking the light path.

The body method is very flexible, flashing and moving, but he doesn't fight against Mu Han, even if he is desperate, he doesn't give Mu Han a desperate opportunity.

Unless he sees the opportunity to kill Mu Han, he will quickly stab a sword.

Calm and sophisticated!

If you want to tell the winner or loser, there are two ways, one is for the other party to fall, and the other is for the other to admit defeat.

But since the game, there has not been any conceded defeat.

Whoever in the group concedes defeat, the entire group is disqualified.

When one team falls to the ground, the rest of the players are not allowed to enter the field, and can only enter the battle when their own team members are fighting with others.

It's cruel, once you fall to the ground, unless it's the last member who falls, the opponent will stop attacking mercilessly, and the game will be stopped.

As long as it is not the last member to fall to the ground, it is basically difficult for the person who falls to the ground to leave alive.

In the face of the opponent who kept dodging, Mu Handu's attacks became faster and faster.

The faster the attack, the greater the cost.

But Mu Han had no choice, not to defeat the opponent, once the other person joined forces to attack.

Then there is no possibility of a war on his own.

Sou......

Mu Handu slashed out again, and at the moment when the other party dodged, a subtle clicking sound sounded.

I saw Mu Handu pull out a short blade from the blade.

A knife in a knife!

Without giving the other party a chance, Mu Han had already calculated the path of the other party's evasion.

The moment he drew his short blade, he suddenly swung the short blade in his hand.

The woman who had just dodged had a look of despair in her eyes.

She didn't expect Mu Han to make such a move.

This kind of change of move is a good way to reduce the inertia problem caused by the previous move.

For his own attack, Mu Han is confident.

After swinging the short blade, he had already walked over to pick up the blade that had flown out, and then assembled.

Click, the blade is closed.

"Next."

The woman slowly collapsed to the ground, her neck bright red.

After a series of battles, Mu Han's physical strength has been consumed a lot.

He'll face an opponent in his prime, or even the strongest in the opposing group.

On the field was a handsome man, 1.9 meters tall, with beautiful blonde hair.

A tall nose and deep eyes.

In his hand, he held a heavy sword.

When the whistle blows, the two sides hedge.

It's a hearty battle, a blood-pumping battle.

The Tang knife and the heavy sword constantly collided without flinching.

Soon, the two of them were already wounded.

In this battle, Mu Han won everything.

But the price was a comminuted fracture of the left arm and a piece of flesh missing from the right leg.

There are still a lot of sporadic wounds on the body.

Rounding out the top five, will you get a lucky bye tomorrow?

The next few battles were also very tragic, and of the five teams that won, only one of the teams had two members, and the rest of the groups were the last one.

The next day, Mu Han was not favored by Lady Luck, and the first battle was him.

Not only was he not favored by Lady Luck, but his opponent was the only group with two players left.

And the two people on the other side are all on the field.