In front of him, the enemy's war hammer was wielded vividly, and the sound of "whirring" was endless, and the power of the huge hammer head could be imagined. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info and the other end of the flat hammer head is bent upward, forming a hook-like blade, even if it will come out in reverse, it will not affect its power in the slightest. And the tribulus thorns covered with the hammer, even if they are not smashed, they will definitely be blurred by a little rubbing.

In the face of such a dangerous opponent, Meng Qi can only face head-on, here he has nowhere to escape, and the panicked escape can only send him into the mouth of the demonic beast, and the end is also death. In contrast, he prefers to give it a go. No, when he decided to participate in the death trial, he was already tired of compromising and avoiding these people.

Although he couldn't find a chance to fight back until now, he could only blindly dodge, but the panic in his heart seemed to be slowly subsiding. Clenching his fist blade and shaking his body to dodge Dyter's hammer blow, he forgot how long it had been since he had shown such a stance, a serious fighting stance.

I remember when I entered the school, for the first time, on the training ground, under the guidance of my mentor, I swung my fists, that burning feeling, that exhilarating excitement, that desire to fight, that desire to win. Yes, those days are really nostalgic.

But then, what was it that made him lose everything unconsciously, let all his enthusiasm cool down, let his world lose its color, let the courage to swing his fist quietly slip through his fingers.

It would be nice to do it all over again. Monchi sighed softly in his heart, if he did it again, he would choose, punch!

The right hand punched, and the blade stabbed Dat in the head.

However, he was quickly blocked by the warhammer, and his left hand launched a jab again, but it only hit the metal gauntlet of the warhammer, and a spark was sparked. Hindered by the war hammer in the opponent's hand, Monchi did not choose to follow the side kick coherently, but took a step back to slightly adjust the distance between the two.

"I didn't expect the tender chickens to know how to fight. Date stopped his attack and shook the hammer in his hand, "That's right, to be honest, I don't like the disgusting feeling of killing a softie." ”

Instead of speaking, Monchi responded with a straight punch. However, the blade of the fist was swept away by the iron warhammer with a crisp sound, and he not only felt the concussion on his arm, but also felt that his fist blade might break directly after a few more heavy hammer collisions. There was an injustice on the weapons of both sides, and the quality of the bronze fist blades received in the school was mediocre.

Before Monchi could attack again, the hammer had already fallen, and this one was infused with more power than the previous attack. What is certain is that if the boxer's not strong body is solid enough to take such a hit, then the fight should be nearing the end.

Fortunately, it only brought a gust of wind in front of Monchi's face, and a timely left flash allowed him to escape. But the feeling of fighting made his blood boil, and he couldn't remember how long it had been since he had felt it, but thankfully, he got it back today.

By this time, the fear in his heart had completely disappeared, and all he could think about now was victory.

Although this is almost impossible, the other party is a fierce hammer, one of the only four students in the beginner stage who has the strength of the day stage, and he is still stuck in the initial star stage, and he has not even advanced once. Moreover, during the battle, he had no other combat skills except for the crisis trembling.

Just as Monchi was adjusting to the rhythm of the battle, the warrior on the opposite side suddenly paused.

This revived the effect of the crisis, and the pores on his body warned him. But it was too late, his fist blade had already rushed out when the opponent was at a standstill, and it was indeed a good opportunity to attack.

However, before the blade could even threaten the opponent, the opposing warhammer had already been launched again. Moreover, the lethal pressure forced Monchi to switch from offense to defense. But even a sharp step back didn't help, and after a pause in the making, a menacing blow from the Warhammer was already in sight.

He could only set up a double blade to block hard, and the result was that the whole person was knocked out and slid out of the ground for some distance.

That's an absolute crushing of power.

Even though he barely got up from the ground, the pain and concussion from the explosion on his hands could not subside for a long time. What's even more frightening is that the blade of the fist on his left hand was actually shattered because of the blow just now. This is the power of the Fierce Hammer Dai Special Combat Technique! The attack just now not only has terrifying power, but also the speed is amazingly fast, and the explosive power of that moment is really intimidating.

Meng Qi wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth and couldn't help but smile self-deprecatingly, "Is this the difference in strength?"

Dett approached, and he raised his hammer and said, "It seems like it's over, we've wasted a lot of time." ”

"Yes, it's a shame to waste so much time dealing with a young chicken in the star segment. Perhaps for the first time in a long time, Monchi smiled lightly.

And this light sentence poked at Date's sore spot. Indeed, the gap between the two, whether in terms of strength or status in school, there is no reason for him to waste so much time. Now he has been going back and forth with the young chickens recognized by the school, and he has fought for a few rounds, which can be regarded as a shame for him.

So the warrior tightened his hammer, "cooperate a little, stick out your head, and die the happiest death." He said.

At this moment, Monchi's danger trembling sounded the warning again, and the pores of his whole body stood up, and this attack was really fierce......! It was stronger than the oppression from the skill that had smashed the fist blade just now!, and he couldn't help but control his steps and step back.

The hammer in the students' mouths had been raised high, and the sharp thistle thorns shimmered with death in the sunlight.

'Do I want to die?'

Ben also came with the belief that he would gamble his life, but at this moment, he actually wavered a little, especially after he regained the joy of fighting.

He began to retreat behind him, desperately trying to avoid the attack.

In the next second, through the trembling pores, he could feel the approach of the warhammer, directly above! There was a tingling of his scalp, surprisingly, this time, the trembling sensation on his body did not hinder his movement, but even made his movements a beat faster. A gust of wind swept in front of the face.

Just when Monchi felt that the crisis was over, a sharp pain came from his chest, and the spikes on the warhammer savagely cut blood and flesh foam on his ordinary flesh, so the sharp pain accompanied by a desperate suffocation came to his heart.

For a moment, he felt a blank in his mind, time seemed to stand still, and all he could feel was the pain coming from the wound in his chest near his heart. 'Don't die!' he said to himself, as if praying.

After the blank space, it was as if he heard a thud, and the world in front of him was restored, and the warhammer had just slashed through his chest! Then, a fresh breath entered his lungs, and it was like a new fuel, igniting the terrible desire to survive in his body.

Yes, the opponent's deadly offensive has not stopped! That combat skill has a stronger attack yet! He can feel it, because his body is shaking wildly! He can feel it!

Trembling, suddenly a strong sensation occurred in his body......! It was a warning from the Crisis Trembling, and this time, he didn't rebel against the effects of his natural skill on him.

In obedience to the feeling, he used his hands and feet together to make a sharp flip backwards in the air. As he flipped over, he could see that the deadly hammer had missed his own head, only to flip over and hook the clothes behind his back.

When he faced Date again, he saw the ground that had been knocked to pieces by the other party. Thinking of the lightning just now, Meng Qi couldn't help but be a little afraid, but more importantly, he actually avoided the opponent's combat skills! It was crazy! It was incredible!

And Dater also looked at the young chicken who had survived the catastrophe with a look of disbelief, how did he do it?, but it was only a brief pause, and immediately, his foot kicked heavily in the abdomen of the other party.

Due to paying too much attention to the movement of the hammer, dodging also consumed a lot of physical strength, and Monchi was not able to dodge this kick again this time, and the huge force caused him to roll far on the ground for several weeks. The blood trail was also pulled out of a long track, and after that, he could not stand up again, just pressed to the ground, lying there and swallowing bloody spit.

Then, he felt an extra pressure on his body that could not be reversed. Turning his face sideways, he could see that it was Dat who was stepping on him.

"How did you do, young chicken?" I was curious!" said Dette, pulling his back and pulling his hair.

"And then, do you need me to teach you how to eat?"

Of course, this was not the answer that Date wanted, so he slammed the other party's head on the ground, "Tender chicken, it's really changed, but unfortunately, it's too late." He smiled, then took off the belt bag from Monchi's waist. "Let me see what the brave tender chickens have collected these days, oh!

He ate the Ada's thanksgiving gifts in one bite, which Monchi had been reluctant to eat. "You know, I love it," he said as he chewed until he swallowed them, and then his taste buds had finished savoring the mellow taste, and he clapped his hands, "Have you figured out how to answer my question?"

"What do you think?"

"Great, close your eyes and get to the final touch. Date reached out and raised his hammer, "Goodbye!"

"Boom!"

In the blink of an eye, the winner was decided.

When he came back to his senses, Date was clutching his throat that had just been cut in shock, and his mouth was so convulsed that he could no longer speak, but blood gushed out. Of course, still sitting on the back of the tender chicken.

Even Meng Qi himself couldn't believe that at that moment just now, he could actually resist the power of the other party and complete that set of life-and-death actions. The severed blade of his left hand used the remnants to fend off the attacking hammer, while his right hand thrust the blade into the throat with his backhand.

At this time, he tried hard again, and broke free from under the opponent's buttocks, and came out with some blood dripping from the other party's clothes, although this made him a little disgusting, but he couldn't walk yet, and the fist blade had not been retrieved from the other party.

Date used the remnants of his life force and frantically swung his hammer at him, but unfortunately, his speed was too slow for Monchi to dodge easily.

It wasn't until he fell with an unwilling look in his eyes that Monchi stepped forward and retrieved his own from his throat. Then he sat down and collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath, thinking about the incredible reversal just now.

I don't know how long later, I knew that a voice called him like this: "Tender chicken!"

Although he didn't like it, he looked there. Then he tore a piece from his clothes again, wiped the black blood running from his fist blade, and walked over there: "Ada?"

"Battle Notes":

Charged Strike: No Attribute, Tier 1, Mediocre, Defective, Class: Melee Class;

Smash Combo: No Attribute, Tier 1, Outstanding, Mortal, Class: General for Strength Qualified Classes