Skill fighting is a high-level combat that focuses on combat skills and tests comprehensive strength, avoiding lethal damage, but can accurately reflect the level of strength.

It is a kind of protection for many core masters, and this way can also invite real masters to help boxing, after all, it does not involve fatal damage, but it can get a lot of money, and the attraction is actually not small.

Legend has it that this set of equipment originally came from the joint efforts of the Imperial Military Department and a certain school palace, and it was indeed a great achievement for the Imperial Military Department to train masters, but then for some reason, it was dispersed like this, so that this Xuancheng, which is located in the remote area of the Scarlet Continent, can see a simplified version of the facility. This also confirms a problem from the side, that is, behind this fighting arena, there is indeed the shadow of the Red Blood Army.

Generally speaking, in some key parts of the participants, they are pasted with paper-thin sensors, which are synchronously projected onto the instrument, and as long as the participants receive the total, they will be synchronously fed back to the instrument, and as long as the phantage representing a certain party turns red, it indicates that the results are separated.

But the fact that there is no fatal danger does not mean that you will not be injured, because in the final analysis, it is still a face-to-face duel between the two sides, and the strength you endure and the attacks you receive are real. If you really take a blow from a second-level Force master, if your strength is not equal, you will also be injured.

Thankfully, the bell didn't make people wait long.

The two punched each other to test the accuracy of the device, and then it began in earnest with a bell.

Through the circle between each other, the two of them already have some intuitive understanding of the opponent's strength, and at this moment they tested each other, and then went all out.

This Instructor Wu, the shot is a typical military style, wide open and close, straight to the point, simple but effective between shots, and very few gorgeous moves.

These look like a combination of basic movements, and it seems that all the actions are understood, but it is often difficult to make a shot at the few flaws that leak out, which is the old spiciness.

Fang Zhuo is the other extreme, extremely fast, like an autumn leaf flying around Instructor Wu, it seems that the door is wide open, but it just can't catch up, but it shoots from time to time, it seems that he wants to win in the way that ants bite elephants, but unfortunately this one in front of him is not an elephant, but a male lion.

The audience in the dueling arena, many of them knew a little about the fighting skills, and it didn't take long for them to see some doorways, and then they began to cheer loudly, of course, all for that Instructor Wu. The opponent's clumsy fighting skills, in comparison, few people are optimistic, because the Force cultivation is already a disadvantage, and if it continues to be consumed like this, Fang Clumsy will have to be exhausted to death by himself first!

Of course, if Li Weihu or others were here, they would find that Fang Zhuo's fighting style was so familiar, wasn't this a copy of Li Yu? But the opinion of the rest of the people present was only one: flashy and unrealistic.

It stands to reason that Instructor Wu is taking the path of killing with one hit, and he should be targeted by the Commission for Discipline Inspection for this kind of clumsiness, but every time it is a fraction of a centimeter, but Instructor Wu just can't catch Fang Clumsy's flaws, obviously Fang Clumsy is not just a showmanship. As a result, Instructor Wu fully appreciated the feelings of Li Yu's opponents.

About five minutes later, Instructor Wu still failed to gain the upper hand, so he naturally understood that he had met a master, and immediately calmed down, preparing to fight a protracted battle with Fang Zhuo.

At the most golden point of the dueling arena, a huge box was set up, which was extremely luxurious, and at this time there were two figures sitting inside, both hidden in the darkness. Behind each of them stood four or five attendants.

The one who can sit in this box is not a cat or a dog, and naturally he can see the changes in the dueling arena. One of the figures spoke: "This is clumsy, it's not simple!"

"Oh, Wu Fei is an active first-class instructor of the Red Blood Army, and he can carry at least the rank of lieutenant on his shoulders, do you always think he will lose?" This voice, on the word "you old", deliberately accentuated the tone.

"Military rank is not equal to strength!" the second figure was still tepid.

"Then I'll make a bet with you? a little bigger, two hundred gold coins. ”

"Okay, Zhao Gongzi wants to gamble, then I will naturally accompany him. But since they all say that they want to gamble bigger, why don't you add the gambling stall under your command?" said the second figure with a smile.

"Okay, but if I win, I'll have to pay back the transportation line under your command!"

"Then it's decided!"

Then the box fell silent again, quietly watching the duel below.

A quarter of an hour later, the two people on the field were a little out of breath, and Instructor Wu had a few particularly conspicuous beads of sweat on his forehead, obviously the fifteen-minute duel was also a burden for Wu Fei.

The people who are more nervous than in the box and in the dueling arena should be the two people sitting on the sidelines. Looking at the beads of sweat on Wu Fei's face, a trace of anxiety and hidden fear gradually appeared in Yang Xiong's eyes, he thought about it and waved his hand to the back.

Immediately, a graceful woman was brought out, Yang Xiong smiled gloomily, walked to the figure with a short knife, slowly turned his face over, and then shouted: "Hey, boy, I heard that this woman is very familiar with you?"

"Yang Xiong, you're playing yin!" Chen Fan stood up suddenly.

This woman is none other than Wan'er from Tongli Town.

Yang Xiong turned his head, shook the short knife in his hand in front of him, and said, "Chen Fan, Lao Tzu paid, but he didn't break the rules, don't talk nonsense here!"

Hearing Yang Xiong's shout, Fang Table turned his head to look at the sidelines, and after all, the opponent was an active instructor of the Red Blood Army who had experienced the battlefield. The phantom on the instrument, which represents the square table, has turned red on the part of the little arm.

Seeing that his strategy worked, Yang Xiong laughed out loud and continued to shout at Fang Zhuo: "Little guy, you have to think clearly, if you win, then Lao Tzu will reward this woman to all his brothers." Now, it's like an eye opener for everyone!"

As soon as the words fell, the short knife in Yang Xiong's hand slipped down, Wan'er's shirt slipped off in an instant, and the two white doves on her chest appeared in front of everyone without cover.

Wan'er screamed, but she didn't dare to reach out to protect it.

In the big box, it was obviously a young voice who spoke: "This Yang Xiong is not considered to be a violation of the rules, but in the end, is it a subterfuge, do you want me to open my mouth?"

The other voice shook his head, and then said lightly: "This little interference can affect the result, even if I look away!"

Fang Zhuo shook continuously, only then did he dodge Wu Fei's subsequent successive killing moves, and then glanced coldly at Yang Xiong in the audience, and said calmly: "Are you sure you want to do this?"

Listening to Fang Zhuo's calm voice, Yang Xiong didn't know why, there was a trace of hair in his heart, but he was randomly occupied by a ruthlessness, and sneered: "Boy, it's a little interesting, you can try!"

"Well, since you are sincere, then I will agree to your request. ”

Randomly, everyone found that Fang Zhuo's fighting style suddenly changed, and the originally extremely fast speed suddenly stopped, turning into the confrontation with Wu Fei at the beginning, and randomly shot again, it was to open and close, and the move was fatal!

This is the way in the army!

Wu Fei really wanted to shout, but it was too late, because after the movements of the two of them became extremely simple and deadly, Fang Zhuo's speed was faster, his strength was greater, and his landing point was more accurate.

In just three moves, the illusory figure representing Wu Fei was completely shattered by Fang Zhuo's elbow in the chest, and the entire dueling arena was filled with sound one after another.

"It turns out that this kid has always hidden his strength!"

"In this way, I used to play with other people!"

"If it weren't for Yang Xiong's move, hey, I wouldn't have seen such a wonderful game!"

......

In the box above, a voice rushed to the window, it was a young man who was not very old, and muttered: "This is a real master in the army!"

However, the other figure did not appear, but laughed and said: "Zhao Gongzi, thank you! I will pick up the gambling stall on time tomorrow!"

"Don't worry, I, Zhao Yunfan, have something to say, you will come and take over on time tomorrow!" The young man gritted his teeth and said, that casino is a huge source, and it must be false to say that you are not distressed, but since you want to gain a foothold here, for the big people, reputation is much more important than others, at least on the surface.

Fang Zhuo entertained the equipment on his body, walked up to Yang Xiong, who was already panicked, and said, "Are you still happy to lose?"

In this game, the bet paid by Yang Xiong has already hurt his bones, and if he asks Wu Fei to make a move, even if someone introduces it, it is also a large amount of appearance fee! After this gamble, it is destined that Yang Xiong will inevitably lie dormant for a long time in the future!