Sharp as a knife, the jet wings cut through the fog with a piercing snap!

As soon as Ah Zhou's swooping posture was revealed, Wu Ming could already confirm that this time he had encountered a real opponent. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He is very courageous, and it is a bit reckless to dare to break into the unknown frontier alone and attack an opponent of unknown strength, but this attitude of not being conservative and not flinching is exactly the superhuman trait that a first-class warrior must have.

At the same time, he is also very confident, and that self-confidence is not blind, but comes from his accurate judgment of his own ability. His combat ability is indeed the best of the best, his movements are agile, his operations are precise, and the angle and direction of his attack are just right. The current full-speed dive seems to be quite dangerous, and even leaves people with the illusion of dying together, but Wu Ming can see it clearly, this rush is by no means a random decision, but the best attack method planned in a very short time-

Ah Zhou's purpose is to create psychological pressure with the astonishing momentum of high-speed diving, in order to make himself panic, and his real goal is actually the withered vine above his head. He plans to use the wings to cut through the rattan, and then control it with his fists and kicks if he loses his borrowing point.

The rattan was only a few centimeters away from the hard rock wall, and if Ah Zhou's movements were slightly off, the jet wings would inevitably be damaged, and he himself would fall into the deep ravine. However, he still adopted this tactic decisively, and was clearly very sure of his aircraft technology, which could hit the target without missing any time, thus ensuring the smooth implementation of the established tactics.

Compared with Qita, Ah Zhou's lethality is definitely much inferior, but that inferiority only exists in the level of science and technology, when it comes to combat quality and objective grasp of the surrounding environment, Ah Zhou is obviously superior, in this regard, Wu Ming even feels that he may be stronger than Gu Chuan. Input to the website: heiyaпge to watch the intoxicated Zhang Jie

This is a battle at the same level, Ah Zhou may have borrowed some external forces, but Wu Ming can be sure that even if there is a completely fair battle on land, with his current fighting strength, he will definitely not take any advantage.

It's just that his weakness is also very obvious, and that is his pride.

Ah Zhou is still a little underestimated, he thinks that the perfect tactical arrangement will inevitably achieve the desired results, under normal circumstances, anyone who sees the momentum of the swoop will be frightened to close their eyes, and when he passes accurately, he will scream, completely lose his center of gravity, and be at his mercy.

It's a pity that he chose the wrong opponent!

Wu Ming is not only an excellent fighter, but also the most important identity is the winner of the extremely cruel survival competition. In his fresh meat training camp in the last days, in addition to having to receive almost crazy physical training every day, the simulation training in his mind has never stopped, like this extremely passive danger, hundreds or thousands of times a day! The human warriors of the time, even if they trained without sleep, would take two hundred years to reach Wu Ming's level.

At this moment, Wu Ming has entered a state of selflessness and selflessness, and the enemy's attack can be accurate to the millimeter in his judgment, and the surrounding environment within tens of meters is also under Wu Ming's control. He is indeed unarmed now, but in Wu Ming's eyes, the weapons that can be used for offense and defense are everywhere and readily available.

Eyes firmly locked on the rapidly approaching aviator, ten meters ...... Eight meters ...... Five meters!

Wu Ming did it!

The arm pulled the rattan hard, volleyed upright, and pushed a zombie lying on the rock wall.

"Bang!"

Under the powerful impact of the jet wings, the innocent zombie instantly scattered the shelves, and broken bones and flesh chips flew everywhere, seemingly not bringing any hindrance to Ah Zhou's attack.

But that is exactly the effect that Wu Ming expects - the cannon fodder-like zombie slows down the opponent's coming momentum by about 0.1 seconds, and at the same time, the shattered bone chips will inevitably have a certain impact on Ah Zhou's line of sight, and at this moment Wu Ming has already taken advantage of the force to fly, if Ah Zhou continues to maintain the original direction and flight attitude, Wu Ming will smoothly pounce on his back, and there is the blind spot of Ah Zhou's defense, as long as close combat is formed, the initiative will be changed immediately.

But under the goggles, a sneer quietly appeared at the corner of Ah Zhou's mouth, as if he had already seen through Wu Ming's intentions.

Sure enough, as soon as Wu Ming's figure rose, Ah Zhou immediately made a rolling motion, his whole body turned sideways, his wings stood up, and he handed it over to Wu Ming's approach.

This is an absolute killer move, because Wu Ming has already left the rattan, and there is no external force to borrow, even if he can use the flexibility of his body to dodge the wings, but then he will inevitably fall into the deep valley, and the end may be even worse. Of course, ending the battle in this form was not what Ah Zhou wanted, he was ready to dive down, just waiting for the opponent to swoop into the air and turn into a free fall that he was powerless to resist, and then he would turn back and turn it into his own prisoner.

But Ah Zhou miscalculated again, because this counterattack was also in Wu Ming's plan, and he had already found the next point of borrowing for himself - the zombie head that had been splashed was looking at the battle situation in horror, and he couldn't tell how aggrieved he was, but before it could protest, the ruthless palm pressed over again!

"Bang!"

The zombie's head was smashed against the rock wall, shattering like a cannonball into a cloud of bone chips. With this clever borrowing, Wu Ming completed an impossible air turn, and continued to approach Ah Zhou's diagonal rear like a shadow.

If it weren't for being on the opposite side, Ah Zhou could hardly resist shouting hello for his opponent. But the pride in his bones did not allow him to shout, and at the same time, he did not have time to express his appreciation, because he knew very well that Wu Ming's next move would undoubtedly be a close-range attack.

At the critical moment, Ah Zhou made an unconventional move, and even withstood the strong pressure that was enough to burst the blood vessels, and forcibly operated the jet wing to reverse the jet, causing his glide to shrink back to a distance of two centimeters. In this way, unless Wu Ming can be suspended in the air like the legendary celestial god, he will inevitably fall back into the attack range of Ah Zhou.

But when Ah Zhou completely twisted his body in the roll, he found that the opponent did not pounce, but hung up, and at this moment he had already climbed another rattan with his palm, preparing for the next round of the battle.

It was actually Wu Ming's temporary tactical adjustment, because when he pressed his palm on the zombie's head, he immediately found that his plan was no longer feasible. If Wu Ming's muscle strength level was a little higher and he didn't have to reach his peak state, even if it was two or three percentage points stronger than the current one, he would not hesitate to carry out a close attack as planned, because no matter whether Ah Zhou could make an emergency response or not, his own speed and attack angle had a full chance to exchange for a satisfactory attack effect.

But now, due to physical constraints, there is a certain risk of continuing the attack, and the best way to deal with it is to revise the original plan. As a top-level fighter, Wu Ming has always been calm and precise in his judgment of the situation.

Under the remnants of the jet wings, Ah Zhou slid out gently, his body reversed, his goggles were also closed, and his gaze was no longer full of contempt and disdain, but full of surprise, and even revealed a hint of respect.

It was just a short moment of fighting, and the balance of victory and defeat swayed several times, and the danger was not appreciated by outsiders except that the warring parties knew it.

On the rocks more than ten meters below, the two onlookers have been so nervous that they don't even dare to take a breath, but unfortunately, neither Joao nor Taures can see what is going on, they only feel that the two figures flying in the dense fog are performing an aerial ballet, which seems to be quite lively, especially when the zombies burst, as if the whole sky is sprinkled with blooming flowers. But they are not sure who will win and who will lose.

"Red Oni, kill that airplane man! I'm optimistic about you! Doroth yelled.

"That fool soldier is no longer good, you are the real champion!" Joao is also cheering up, but judging by his words, this guy is clearly still playing psychological warfare.

"Hold on to the rattans, you guys!"

Wu Ming waved his hand at his body, he was really dumb and ate Coptis chinensis, and he couldn't say what he was suffering from.

The rocks under the feet of the two had actually broken away from the mountain, all relying on the red ghosts to support them, and Wu Ming could feel that the consciousness energy in his body had been exhausted, and in less than two minutes, the real red ghosts would completely disappear into the air, abandoning the two enthusiastic spectators.

After going around in the air, Ah Zhou flew back slowly, and this time, he did not attack eagerly, and when he reached a distance of about five meters in front of Wu Ming, he erected his whole body, and the wings were intermittently jetted to maintain a hovering air attitude.

He gave Wu Ming a thumbs up, but he didn't say any words of appreciation in his mouth.

Wu Ming also gave a thumbs up. "You're so much better than I thought you would, Sergeant Aarhu." He smiled and said, "As far as the situation is concerned, I may not really be able to beat you." ”

"You're also much better than I thought you would." Ajuun chin and smiled a little awkwardly, "I'm thinking...... The previous competition...... I might have really lost to you. ”

The unconvincing in Ah Zhou's tone, Wu Ming heard it, and he also heard that Ah Zhou did not give up this battle - this must be a life-and-death contest, if Ah Zhou is a proud warrior, why not Wu Ming himself?

"I never saw the previous competition, the most important thing is ...... now"

A zombie was dragged off the rock wall by Wu Ming's neck, struggling helplessly in his hands, "I've been wondering if there's any way I can kill you, and now, I have to remind you, I seem to have found a ...... solution."

The battle intent re-condensed in Ah Zhou's eyes. "Thank you for the reminder." He put down his goggles, and said with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "And I also want to remind you, I have found a way to kill you!" ”

The two were entering a state of battle to the death, and at this moment, a beam of light suddenly poked down from the dense fog!