The thin man looked at the sturdy man in front of him, he was well familiar with this guy who was just like himself, he was an ordinary alien, what his name was, how old he was, and which alienated type he belonged to.

For the people who want to challenge, the transaction point needs to fill in the form and hand in the identity card, clearly marked the information of these personnel, which is also a disguised neutralization, after all, the squad fighters of the trading point will be the day before the challenge day, the big competition within the trading point, and everyone's fighting style and habits will be seen by these challengers.

Therefore, the details of these transactions are not much of an opinion of the challengers, and fairness has always been the most basic treaty within the arena.

"Thin man, let me go!"

The man opposite, who looked very familiar with the thin man, looked at the thin man who was much taller than him with a hippie smile.

"Sanmao, make it impossible for you! But I don't understand why I don't choose knife fighting even though I know I'm good at hand-to-hand combat! So confident in yourself? ”

Looking at Sanmao on the other side with an indifferent look, the thin man was a little puzzled, as the captain of the second squad, he had his self-confidence, compared to the squad soldiers, the basic swordsmanship that everyone learned, and the attack and killing swordsmanship that the captain learned, he was better at the power of hand-to-hand combat, and Sanmao knew his own characteristics, but he still chose to be hard, and some of them made him puzzled.

"10 seconds countdown! 10..9..8..”

The broadcast resounded throughout the arena, and the tall body of the thin man slowly bowed up, like a vicious wolf about to pounce out.

Sanmao on the opposite side, the scar on his face is very obvious, as one of the best aliens in the Iron Head Gang and some famous in the stronghold, the relaxed expression on his face gradually dissipated, and the battle is about to begin.

"3....2....1!

The first two words, before they fell, the thin man's two long legs had already kicked the ground hard, and he pounced in the whole instant.

The two were separated by more than ten meters, and within a few seconds, the thin man had already approached Sanmao, who was still in place, his left leg was stationed, and his right leg, which was longer than an ordinary person, was rounded and pumped towards Sanmao's head.

This is the thin man's favorite way to attack, and it is also his best offensive method, his two legs, at the moment of the opening of the alienation, become not only longer, but also stronger.

"Smack"

The crisp sound of impact, like a crunch on leather.

Sanmao's left hand was attached to the left side of the head, and the whole person was beaten a few steps back to the right, it is conceivable that the power of this whip leg is so terrifying.

The thin man frowned, although his speed was very fast, but Sanmao, who was also an alienator, could obviously dodge, but he resisted himself, which made him a little elusive.

But in the battle, the most taboo hesitate and think too much, the thin man followed Chen Long's teachings, his right leg had not yet landed, and the left leg of the station exerted his strength again, and the whole person volleyed a spin, and a domineering spinning side kick directly bombarded Sanmao's back.

I saw that Sanmao's whole person was overwhelmed forward by a huge force, but he stood on the ground with his hands and gritted his teeth to support it.

"The power is really great! You should also be an alien of power-type equilibrium, but why do you have so much strength in your legs! ”

Sanmao turned around, looked at the thin man, and said suspiciously, these two times he risked his life, but it was the result of his trying move, you can think of this guy, he is very confident in his own strength.

The thin man's eyes froze, and it seemed that Sanmao, this guy, wanted to use his body to try out his strength and moves, but listening to his words, it seemed that he couldn't bear it.

Indeed, the leg strength of the thin man was somewhat unexpected by Sanmao, as the leader of the Iron Head Gang, he had also been training against the aliens who could help him, but he had never felt the power of a power-type alienator's legs, there was such a horror.

I touched my back, and the vest on my back was like being hit with satin, and it was already fluffy, and when I touched it gently, I could feel that the whole skin on my back was already black.

“TMD！”

scolded secretly, Sanmao was not on the defensive, and began to counterattack.

When the thin man took the lead, of course he would not give up the initiative, his right leg took a step up, one and a half turned, and his left leg slanted towards the rushing Sanmao.

This time it was like a straight kick back to the horse pistol, the speed was fast, Sanmao's whole hair trembled, and he gave way to his chest dangerously, and tried to grab the long legs of the thin man with both hands, as long as he grabbed his legs, close hand-to-hand combat, maybe he had a greater chance of winning.

After all, Sanmao's body size is much wider than that of a thin man, and he has the confidence that he can win in terms of tonnage and strength in his hands, as long as he closes the distance, the ability of his legs cannot be easily exerted.

But the thin man realized Sanmao's thoughts for the first time, and his left leg instantly followed the hem of the habit, and then the right leg of the station was lifted in the air, and he pumped hard at Sanmao's side waist because he pounced on his left leg.

"Smack!"

This time Sanmao did not dodge, and he could not dodge.

The thin man's whole leg volleyed this side kick, which made Sanmao's whole person fly out, and the thin man also fell heavily from mid-air to the ground.

However, such an opportunity, the thin man will not let go, his red eyes, with a distinct evil aura of an alien, the whole person supported his hands while landing on the ground, like a vicious wolf to Sanmao, who also fell to the ground.

At the same time that the whole person is about to get in front of Sanmao, he volleys a front flip, his legs are facing up, and then bends, and then when the flip is completed, from top to bottom, two iron knees, towards Sanmao, who is just about to stand up, and smashes it in the air.

Sanmao's whole person seemed to encounter a huge terror, and the hairs on his body stood up in an instant, biting an embarrassed dog and rolling to the ground, he was able to avoid this attack that made him chill.

But his danger did not pass, and with a loud "bang", he could see the ground hit by the thin man's knees, and instantly sunk in.

The thin man, who was also gritting his teeth, propped up his hands, and his legs were pulled towards Sanmao again.

A floor movement similar to hip-hop, and also somewhat similar to the gymnastics Thomas full spin, the legs of the thin man, constantly whipped on the passive defense of Sanmao.

"Bang Bang!"

The constant crisp sound makes Sanmao, who wants to keep trying to fight back, not at all.

Hands and legs, can never be easily compared, the advantage of the legs is longer than the hands, more powerful than the hands, as the saying goes, the arms can't beat the thighs, that's the truth.

But the hand also has his advantages, after all, it is the most familiar tool for human beings, and it is also the most adequately used limbs, and people are more good at making various movements and playing a greater role than the legs.

But at this time, the thin man's legs continued to rotate and slam Sanmao like his hands, so that Sanmao could only passively keep retreating, and gradually his back was close to the wall.

"Got you!"

Sanmao roared, and the anger on his whole face was obvious.

He finally grabbed one of the thin man's long legs in the midst of the constant beatings.

However, the thin man's action of holding the ground with both hands, while he grabbed his legs, the whole person exerted force again with both hands, and the left leg that was not caught kicked towards Sanmao's chest, and the right leg that was grabbed was also forced, and the legs were volleyed directly like a treadmill in the air, constantly bombarding Sanmao's chest.

"Bang"

"Bang"

"Bang"

With the constant bombardment, Sanmao could not retreat, and the whole person was like a painting, and was hit by the huge force on the thin man's legs on the wall.

I don't know how many kicks the thin man's dazzling leg speed is, but I only saw Sanmao's whole person, from fierce resistance, to giving up resistance, to his eyes were dilated, and blood was spitting out of his mouth.

At this time, the thin man did a backflip, stepped back, and landed safely in the distance, exhaling a slight breath in his mouth.

"Smack!"

Sanmao's body attached to the wall fell to the ground heavily in an instant, motionless.