Before leaving, Yao Yiyao didn't go to see Shi Qinghuai, even if she was put on her head by more than a dozen guns, her movements to leave were quite calm. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Shen Sanwan was extremely relieved, and before leaving, he frequently glanced at Shi Qinghuai, signaling him to go all out, and he didn't have to worry about the two people who were taken hostage.

Guo Mengtao in the crack of the wall still didn't move, not to mention that there was a theocratic contract first, and her appearance didn't help much to the current situation.

Shi Qinghuai exhaled deeply, he knew that he could only defeat the flat-headed man in front of him and get the opponent's original stone to eliminate the disaster, and then he would have the qualifications to worry about Yao and Shen, otherwise he would probably die earlier than the two! At this time, he did not allow himself to be distracted, he took out the Swiss Army knife pinned to his waist, his upper body bent slightly, and faced the flat-headed man in a beastly fighting posture.

This is his first battle since becoming a trialist, and his opponent is a trialist who is more experienced than him, and he has to show the momentum of a back-to-back battle to have a chance of winning!

Feng Zheng's face was also solemn, the battle between the trialists was far more cruel than the ordinary mercenary battle, and any action to underestimate the other party could bring disaster to himself. However, his years of mercenary career allowed him to perfectly control his state of mind, and even in such a tense life-and-death duel, he could basically relax his body and mind.

In addition, the contract does not limit the weapons of both sides of the battle, which means that he can use the pistol on his waist to achieve the final victory. His large-caliber special pistol is different from the portable guns of several subordinates, this 14mm military gun is a new horror weapon made by Foster Arms, not only is the body light and easy to carry, but also the recoil is so small that it hardly affects shooting. The most powerful thing is that this new pistol is ridiculously lethal at close range, and can even kill an elephant with a direct hit!

Of course, if you want to use a gun, you have to pull it out first. From the moment the contract was established, Shi Qinghuai's gaze stayed on his waist, at this time, the distance between the two was only three or four steps, and with the speed of the trialist, he could rush in front of him in less than half a second, and even if he had time to draw his gun, not to mention whether he could shoot accurately, it was still a question whether he would eat the blade first.

In high-speed, high-pitched hand-to-hand combat, guns really don't have to be the winning factor.

Based on these, he did not make the action of pulling out his gun to stimulate Shi Qinghuai, but cautiously took a step forward and took an offensive posture, wanting to determine the specific level of the opponent's Force strength first.

If he is at the same level as him, then with his "V" level ability level, there is basically no need to worry about any problems. However, if the opponent is a medium-level trialist, then even if he has an advantage in the ability level, the outcome of this time is not yet known.

Of course, Feng Zheng had never considered the situation where the other party's ability level exceeded "V", you must know that the higher the level, the rarer the ability, his "V" level ability is already a terrifying ability that is one in a hundred, how could he be so coincidental to bump into a trialist with a higher ability level than him in a small hotel?

If it's a "III" level ability, I can do my best to fight even if it's a mid-level level, but if it's an "IV" level ability, then I'll have to resign myself to fate......

Feng Zheng was still thinking about it, Shi Qinghuai had already attacked first, and the sharp sword light was waved into a white and flawless match, which was deeply imprinted in Feng Zheng's eyes. If it comes to martial arts talent, Shi Qinghuai thinks that he is just average, but his personality is like this, once he decides to do something, he will focus all his energy on the goal, and there will be no longer a little mud and water. This power of concentration seems to have been elevated after he saw the "Gate of Truth" and has become an indelible will.

Feng Zheng, who was shrouded in sword light, seemed to have lost the opportunity, but with his combat experience in a hundred battles, the blade wielded in Shi Qinghuai's hand was never stained with blood.

It's too tender...... Even Feng Zheng, who had dodged Shi Qinghuai's more than a dozen knives, came to this conclusion, Shi Qinghuai's attack strength was there, and his momentum was also fierce, but for a mercenary of his level, it was tantamount to a novice in martial arts. With his confidence soaring, he didn't even bother to use his ability, and after seeing a gap, he didn't hesitate to take the initiative to move forward, and kicked the other party to the ground while opening Shi Qinghuai's arm.

After falling to the ground, Shi Qinghuai immediately turned over and snorted coldly: "Come again!" ”

Before he could finish speaking, he raised his knife again and rushed to attack...... But he heard a thud, and this time he fell to the ground faster, and he didn't even need ten seconds.

It turned out to be just a quick little calf, and the basic skills were miserable...... Feng Zheng was determined in his heart, and the vigilance that had been born because of Yao Yiyao's miraculous performance was half lowered, and the result of this was that his fists and feet were smoother, and he beat Shi Qinghuai, who was attacking again and again, to the point that his nose and face were swollen.

Originally, the level of fighting was far from the same, and the reserves of the Force were far from Feng Zheng's veteran trialists, so Shi Qinghuai had almost no power to fight back in the next battle.

It seems that Lao Tzu has thought too much, and this contract was signed in vain...... Feng Zheng was proud in his heart.

"If you don't use your abilities, this duel will end early."

After knocking down Shi Qinghuai again, Feng Zheng grabbed the opponent's collar and kicked the Swiss Army knife that fell to the ground into the air, and suddenly felt that he was already winning, so he reminded the other party "kindly".

Shi Qinghuai grinned slightly, blood flowed out of his mouth and nose, he suddenly stretched out his right hand and clenched his fist, and smashed it into Feng Zheng's face. At the same time, he coughed up blood and smiled: "I hit you." ”

Feng Zheng, who was almost smashed out of Venus, also smiled: "Little calf, toast and don't eat and drink!" ”

Before the words fell, he slammed Shi Qinghuai against the wall with one hand, and the other hand clenched into a fist and smashed it into Shi Qinghuai's eye socket. saw Shi Qinghuai's head crooked, and the fist hit the wall in the center of the two rooms, leaving an inch-deep fist mark on the wall.

"Dare to hide?" He threw another punch, and this time the punch was blocked by Shi Qinghuai's reach. Taking advantage of the gap between the other party's lower plates, Shi Qinghuai used his back against the wall to borrow strength, and a suspended leg kicked Feng Zheng away.

"Hit you a second time." Shi Qinghuai wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Feng Zheng, who fell to the ground, was stunned for a moment, but fortunately, this small injury was nothing to the mercenary, he quickly turned over and jumped up, and attacked Shi Qinghuai with a more ferocious attitude than before, every punch and every kick can drive a violent wind, just looking at the fierce attack can make people afraid of three points.

Shi Qinghuai resisted the opponent two or three times, and found a flaw and wanted to fight back, but unfortunately this flaw was purely a trap laid by the experienced Feng Zheng, and he was accidentally knocked to the ground by Feng Zheng again, and one of his teeth fell out.

"Phew—" He spat out his bloodied teeth.

Feng Zheng looked at the other party's movements with some palpitations, and in order not to give Shi Qinghuai a chance to breathe, he stepped forward again and suppressed the opponent with superb fighting skills. This time, I don't know if it's a hallucination or a sensory problem, he always feels that his physical strength is gradually weakening, and the force exerted on his fists and feet is not as good as before, and he even has the illusion that he can't keep up with the opponent's fists and feet!

The two fought for less than five minutes, how could he be tired?

Feng Zheng, who began to be in a hurry, was suddenly shocked: No, it's not that my fists and feet have become weaker, but that this little calf has become stronger?

Punches and kicks were combined, and muffled voices came out of the mouths of the two, and this time they fell to the ground at the same time......