Chapter Eighty-Six: Trying Your Hand

On the other side, Dugu was standing in a waiting room called the battlefield.

This battlefield has an interesting design, the players on both sides are in the waiting room first, and when the battle officially begins, as the fence of the waiting room slowly rises, everyone walks out to the field and sees each other clearly!

At this moment, Dugu could only feel from a distance that in the room in the distance, a pair of blood-red eyes were staring at him excitedly.

That feeling, like walking alone in the jungle and being followed and stared at by a forest python, makes people stand on end all over their hair and is extremely uncomfortable!

At this moment, the ring ring around the arena was already full of spectators.

Three-cropping rice has long been notorious among the people. However, I have to say that people scold and scold, and every time there is a battle with three crops of rice, it is always overcrowded, perhaps his bloody killing method can stimulate the audience to the maximum!

At this moment, a heroic battle horn sounded, and the iron fence of the waiting room slowly rose with the sound of Gara's iron chains.

Dugu walked out of it proudly!

His slender and solid body, bronzed healthy skin exudes a unique masculine charm in the sun, especially the scar on his chest that is more than 20 centimeters long, not only does not make people feel terrifying, but adds a bit of evil flavor, making him even more charming.

Dugu is disabled, not a good man and a woman.

As you can tell from his name, his fighting style is on the bloody and brutal side!

However, if you compare his cruelty to the opponent who is about to appear in front of him, it is simply as innocent as a child.

As the fence on the opposite side was raised, the three crops of rice had not yet come out, and a faint smell of blood began to emanate from the entire battlefield.

After the man stood on the battlefield, all those who had never seen this killing god took a deep breath.

Whether it is the shape he designed himself, or he himself is like this, this guy in front of him is really difficult to be called a "human"!

The thin and broken body with only bones left, as if a gust of wind could blow him away. On the shriveled face, there was no trace of blood, only two big hollow eyes full of bloodshots, exuding an astonishing evil light, and a few gray hairs scattered on the gray head.

It can be said that it is more appropriate to see him as a dried corpse than as a living person.

In the right hand of this dry corpse, he held a dagger with a unique shape, and the entire blade was slightly curved upwards like a crescent moon.

The faint smell of blood emanated from this dagger, which had become black because of long-term blood immersion, but the cold light reflected on the edge made people dare not doubt his sharpness.

In this way, the two people with completely different temperaments stood face to face.

Sanjidao opened his organ that could no longer be called a mouth, and with a thick dead air, he said: "I wanted to face that fat man, but I didn't expect that you are not bad!"

He took a deep breath, and his face showed a very happy expression: "What a fragrant smell of human blood, boy, your physique is not ordinary!"

There was no expression on Dugu's face, but it could be seen from the corners of his slightly beating eyes that at this moment, he was afraid that he was facing the most terrifying opponent ever!

No need to say hello!

Dugu's body instantly burst into the sky, gathering on the five fingers, and it seemed that it was only slightly wrapped.

However, the brilliant silver light is like a layer of silver in the palm of the hand, which is so real and heavy.

The palm wrapped in silver light, a 5-centimeter-long silver nail stretched out above the fingers, and suddenly, a pair of fleshy palms turned into terrifying claws that killed the soul, and with a howling wind, it grabbed the front chest of the three crops.

Hahahaha...... A terrible laughter pierced the sky, and with the counterattack of the three crops of rice, a big war officially began!

In fact, at this time, if there are careful people, they will find that the way of using the genetic power used by this Dugu cripple, the high-density energy claw, and Wang Yangming's condensed Vajra palm print, are so similar!

Even, even more solid!

..................

Boom!

Within.

The impenetrable jet-black sword light and a pair of radiant golden iron palms collided back and forth in the air dozens of times, and finally in a fierce bombardment, two figures were ejected!

"Hahaha! Happy!" Yan Nantian put the giant sword on the ground with his backhand, looked up to the sky and laughed! The beads of sweat all over his body reflected the colorful light, making him more and more heroic!

"Lao Tzu fought all the way, and it was the first time that he could meet an opponent who could resist Lao Tzu with a pair of fleshy palms!" He did not hesitate to praise himself, and gave Wang Yangming a thumbs up: "Boy, young and promising!

Wang Yangming was also very happy at the moment, and saluted this rare and honest opponent: "Brother Yan has won the award, I have gained a lot from this battle today, thank you!"

Ha ha!

The two laughed loudly and jumped up again!

Although they both admire each other, they don't show any mercy when they shoot!

The greatest respect for your opponent is to defeat him with all your might!!

Wang Yangming did not hesitate to show his killing moves, the overwhelming golden palm prints were like a surging river, surging towards Yannan Heaven endlessly, and the vast momentum was about to engulf the opponent ruthlessly!

Well done!

Yan Nantian's eyes flashed, and he didn't retreat but advanced!

He swung the giant sword in his hand into a huge circular shield, and the jet-black metal sword kept rotating, it turned out to be like a cosmic black hole, generating a huge suction, sucking Wang Yangming's golden palm tide into it and turning it into invisible!!

"Hahaha! Boy, Lao Tzu's trick can't even bomb the missile in, you obediently suffer death!"

Yan Nantian waited until Wang Yangming's palm was exhausted, and immediately turned defense into attack, jumped high with a giant sword, and finally sacrificed his strongest killing move, to cut this kid he admired under the sword!!

Endless black sword rays condensed around the giant sword, making the metal sword body, which was originally more than 2 meters long, expand to a giant silhouette of nearly 5 meters!

The black giant sword was like a high-rise building that had collapsed, and the endless sense of oppression made Wang Yangming almost unable to open his eyes, only feeling that the whole world seemed to have become dim with this sword!

"Hmph! defeated!" said a sword who was watching the battle from the sidelines.

In the eyes of fellow sword masters, Yan Nantian's sword has reached the peak level of the Bronze 5th Order, and with his own strength, I am afraid that he will not be able to resist hard.

That kid is standing under the sword so stupidly, does he still want to use his body to fight against this domineering sword?

And at this moment, Wang Yangming is just as he said, and he is about to use his palm to meet this domineering sword move!

In today's battle, both sides fought in close quarters and blood, and they fought hard and did a hearty battle! Now, the other side has already made a killing move with all their might, and they have no reason to retreat!

Men should use their palms to smash the door to victory open with their own hands!

"Wing Chun Strengthened—"

Wang Yangming purly compressed the heaven and earth spiritual power in his body, but he used a completely different DNA fragment retrieval order from the Vajra Palm to generate a dark purple bright light!

It was the C-rank combat skill he had newly learned today!

I wanted to surprise the instructor tomorrow, but I had so much fun today, so let this rare opponent try it out for me!!

Wang Yangming kicked the ground suddenly, his body rose into the air, and he rushed towards the black giant sword more than 5 meters long!

And above one of his palms, there were two purple palms the size of a fan.

The flashing purple streamer continued to flow on the surface of the palm, as if it had compressed the huge Prajna palm print, which would have been several square meters in size, and was about to materialize!

A faint Sanskrit sound seemed to sound in the air, which was the special effect that would appear after the Prajna palm was run to the extreme, and the Buddha sound filled the ears, which could slow down the enemy's movements to a certain extent!

In just one afternoon, Wang Yangming, the demon, had mastered a set of C-rank combat skills to this point! Moreover, today's Wang Yangming has actually improved a lot compared to when he defeated Chu Xiong yesterday!

And what kind of earth-shattering power will the C-rank combat skills after such a degree of enhancement be!