Fang Wei took the lead in launching an offensive, Lei Mang attached to the surface of the fist, and the force under his feet exploded instantly, and the whole person was like a wild horse that had escaped, with unrestrained momentum, and his long fist hit the middle-aged man's upper three roads directly.

The middle-aged man did not choose to avoid this powerful punch, and the tone of the battle between the masters was often determined by the first move.

Fang Wei's spiritual power is a thunder attribute, his fighting style is fast, accurate and ruthless, he does not hesitate to make moves, and often leaves no effort, the middle-aged man could have chosen other ways to resolve this move, but he knew that if he wanted to convince Fang Wei, the best way was to defeat Fang Wei with Fang Wei's fighting style.

And Fang Wei's fighting style happens to be the favorite combat method of middle-aged people when they are young.

I saw that the middle-aged man adjusted his breathing, and a heavy heartbeat sounded from his chest, and then a large amount of attributeless spiritual power gushed out from the middle-aged man's body, covering his whole body.

And the middle-aged man's action did not end, the next moment, the pure white light of the middle-aged man's whole body under his spiritual guidance, all converged on his fist, and then met Fang Wei's fist.

"Boom!"

The two fists collided together, and then both sides were shaken apart by the force of the other at the same time, and each took a step back.

Fang Wei stabilized his body, looked at the middle-aged man, and thought to himself, I had already estimated him enough, but I still underestimated him.

When Fang Wei rethought his next move, the middle-aged man easily unloaded the force on his body in a strange posture, shook the colliding hand, and said to Fang Wei.

"The warm-up is over, and now it's time for me to get serious."

As soon as the words fell, the middle-aged man stepped forward in an instant, and came to Fang Wei is set of quick punches, and a dense fist style was formed in front of Fang Wei, and this was not over, the middle-aged man was interspersed with the attack methods of his knees and elbows during the interval of punching.

Fang Wei took a deep breath and made a move in the same way, and the middle-aged man came to a hard-fought battle.

There is no so-called skill in the battle between the two sides, that is, punches to the flesh, and the goal of each move is clear.

This kind of fighting, in the eyes of onlookers, is the most adrenaline-pumping spectacle.

But some people are disgraced, such as the Scar Male Squad, they didn't expect that this Oriental still had spare strength when he fought with them today, if he showed such a killing posture from the beginning, even if they relied on firearms and the werewolf of Efanya, the result would be annihilation.

At this time, Efanya began to blame herself, Fang Wei's strength let him know that Fang Wei had no ill will towards him when he fought with him, and because of Miss Guan, he not only spoke ill of each other, but also insulted Fang Wei's parents.

Just when everyone's eyes were on Fang Wei and the middle-aged man, the culprit who caused the whole thing in a certain sense, Guan Yeluo, had already come to the kitchen at the back of the café at this time, and reported what happened in the café with a slender and slender woman who was cooking vegetables.

As soon as the woman heard the name of the middle-aged man, she stopped what she was doing, her eyes flashed with anger, she took off her apron, pulled Guan Yeluo and walked towards the outside of the café, and as soon as she got outside, she saw the middle-aged man and Fang Wei who were fighting alone.

The woman was just about to go up and stop the battle, but Guan Yeluo stopped the woman, shook her head and said, "Aunt Martha, let's wait." ”

"What are you waiting for, you don't know which bastard's virtues, he has no sense of proportion at all."

"Auntie, although I don't know what kind of person General Xia is, but this is Fang Wei's duel, a man's duel, even if we want to stop it, it will be useless, you look at Fang Wei's eyes, it is clearly a strong fighting spirit for this battle."

Martha followed Guan Yeluo's guidance and looked into Fang Wei's eyes, and found that just as Guan Yeluo said, Fang Wei's eyes were full of strong desire for this battle.

"Ugh."

Martha didn't choose to step forward to stop it, Guan Yeluo relieved his heart when he saw this, looked at Fang Wei in the battle, and said in his heart, Fang Wei, I hope the Holy Maiden is right, this battle can bring changes to your future, and it can also bring salvation to General Xia.

In the battle circle, Fang Wei's clothes on his upper body had been torn in many places, and there were also traces of ruthlessness and burns on his bare skin, and the same was true for the middle-aged man.

As the battle deepened, the momentum of Fang Wei's punches began to slow down, and the spiritual power began to converge on the attribute factor, which was ready to make a final blow and directly use the attribute tricks to end the battle.

The middle-aged man has a lot of combat experience, so he can't feel what Fang Wei wants to do when he slows down his spiritual power output.

Since you have accumulated strength and want to kill with one move, then I will force you to dispel your thoughts, not only because you have this hidden power. The middle-aged man thought in his mind, and then said to Fang Wei.

"It seems that you have found that you can't defeat me by relying on your physical body and God's gifts, your physical fitness is indeed one of the best existences among the people I have seen in my life, but unfortunately, your body still seems to have a limit, this should be the limit of the human race, today I will let you see what is called the strongest human race."

As soon as the middle-aged man's voice fell, the strength in his hand suddenly rose a small gradient compared to the original, Fang Wei originally thought that the middle-aged man was talking some nonsense, but this sudden change in strength made Fang Wei understand that the middle-aged man was not groundless, and this was also disrupting his plan, he couldn't accumulate strength in slowing down the offensive.

I saw a thunder pattern in Fang Wei's eyes, and then, a thunderbolt rushed out from Fang Wei's hand, and the violent power of the thunder pierced through the spiritual protection on the middle-aged man's hand, and injured the middle-aged man's arm.

"Whew!"

The middle-aged man quickly withdrew his arm at the moment when the thunder and lightning spread to his arm, and his heart sounded a heavy beating sound again, and a spiritual energy that was slightly weaker than the first time was transmitted from the middle-aged man's heart to his injured arm, and Yu Fangwei's thunder spiritual power was deadlocked.

Fang Wei would let go of this opportunity, Fang Wei immediately urged the remaining spiritual power to turn into a thunder spear, held it in his hand, and stabbed it violently at the middle-aged man.

"It seems that I won, no matter how strong a mortal's body is, it is impossible to avoid the damage of thunder."

Fang Wei thought that the victory was in his hands, and said with confidence, but what he didn't expect was that the middle-aged man who was originally injured because of the thunder spiritual power actually held the head of the thunder spear casually, using the injured arm.

The middle-aged man looked at Fang Wei with a faint smile and read word by word: "Young man, you still have a long way to go. ”。

The next moment, the middle-aged man's hand holding the head of the spear transmitted a stream of energy towards the head of the thunder spear, Fang Wei suddenly found that he had lost contact with the thunder spear, Fang Wei wanted to stabilize the spear, but found that it was useless at all, the thunder spear exploded, and the power emitted knocked Fang Wei away, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of Fang Wei's mouth.

Fang Wei was defeated.