The long and fierce battle was a great drain for both of them! they gradually showed fatigue, and their hands and feet were not as neat as they were at the beginning. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Although the self-recovery speed of the domineering true qi is amazing, it can't withstand the consumption of this intensity.

Zhang Xiaowu's True Qi for body protection is becoming less and less, and the armor on his body is becoming thinner and thinner at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

After all, Zhao Qiang has been famous for a long time, and his cultivation is one level higher, and a long war of attrition is an advantage for him.

Looking at it this way, Zhang Xiaowu's defeat is a foregone conclusion, it is just a matter of time.

Ouyang Yan saw that Zhang Xiaowu was struggling to support, and the blows on his body were getting more and more, and the counterattack became more and more weak, and tears slipped involuntarily.

The camp that supported Zhang Xiaowu gradually lost its voice, and everyone was worried about sweating for him.

Zhang Xiaowu had no time to take care of anything else, only felt that Zhao Qiang's fist falling on him was getting heavier and heavier, as if his body would be scattered.

Zhao Qiang saw that Zhang Xiaowu was almost at the end of his crossbow, and the cruelty in his eyes was getting thicker and thicker, and every move was aimed at the vital point! If it weren't for Zhang Xiaowu's body being transformed, I was afraid that he would have been defeated now.

"Bang" was another punch, hitting Zhang Xiaowu's lower abdomen straight and hooking. Rao couldn't bear this blow with his body, and his mind was beaten a little trance.

In this short trance, Zhao Qiang swept over again with a whip leg.

"Crunch"!

Zhang Xiaowu's left hand, which he used to block, was cut off in response! His entire body was also swept a few meters away and fell heavily to the ground!

The sound of bones breaking was so piercing that it pierced everyone's heart like a sharp knife.

Ouyang Yan cried out and wanted to rush into the venue, but was stopped by the leaders of the courtyard on the side, and could only look at Zhang Xiaowu's figure lying on the ground with teary eyes.

The severe pain caused by the rupture of his left hand almost made Zhang Xiaowu almost faint, and his brain was severely deprived of oxygen.

I can't lose, I'm going to stand up!

Zhang Xiaowu struggled to stand up, his left hand was no longer strong at all, so he could only rely on his right hand to support it, and he climbed up with difficulty.

Zhao Qiang didn't give him a chance to breathe, and when he saw Zhang Xiaowu get up, he rushed over and kicked again.

Since this attack had a certain distance, Zhang Xiaowu avoided this blow through the advance judgment of his perception.

A flash of inspiration in my head!

That's right, in this state, I only need to keep a certain distance from Zhao Qiang to induce him to attack, and I will dodge in advance. In this way, I waited for my work to wait for my true qi to recover a little, and then fought hard with him.

The situation on the field changed again to the same as at the beginning, Zhao Qiang attacked, and Zhang Xiaowu dodged.

Gradually, Zhao Qiang's attacks became slower and slower, while Zhang Xiaowu's dodging became more and more neat, not at all like a person whose left arm was seriously injured.

Zhao Qiang is becoming more and more anxious now, and the long-term attack has not achieved any effect, but his few true qi are about to disappear.

Through this period of competition, Zhang Xiaowu's true qi gradually recovered somewhat.

Now, it's time to fight back!

Zhang Xiaowu's eyes flashed, and he dodged Zhao Qiang's punch.

Before the fist moves were finished, Zhao Qiang's body continued to rush forward, and the left side of his body formed a huge empty door.

Golden opportunity!

Zhang Xiaowu bullied forward, instantly narrowed the distance of only one arm, poured qi into his whole body, his feet slammed on, the power was transmitted to his right fist, and he punched Zhao Qiang's left chest hard!

This punch contained the power that had been accumulated for a long time, and the furious fist wind kept roaring, as if it was as terrifying as cutting through space!

The left chest is the key point of the human body, because the heart is hidden here, if Zhang Xiaowu's punch is real, Zhao Qiang is afraid that he will die!

Zhao Qiang's pupils had shrunk into a small dot, and he was extremely frightened in his heart, seeing that a heavy punch like a scythe of death was about to hit him!

Everyone's hearts contracted strongly, holding their breath, as if they could foresee that Zhao Qiang was about to die tragically on the spot!

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaowu's fist turned, brushed Zhao Qiang's left chest, turned his back, and looked at Zhao Qiang indifferently.

Zhao Qiang seemed to have walked through the ghost gate, his body was cold, and his expression was complicated.

There was silence in the stands, and then suddenly there was a violent applause!

Everyone could see that it was Zhang Xiaowu's subordinates who showed mercy. Compared with Zhao Qiang's ruthlessness, his approach was extremely generous, so the stands had begun to support Zhang Xiaowu one-sidedly.

The two white-haired old men looked at each other, and they all showed satisfied smiles, and they agreed with Zhang Xiaowu's approach.

This battle, so far, can be regarded as Zhang Xiaowu's victory.

This victory is a complete victory both in terms of strength and spirit!

The students in the stands kept cheering, and began to recognize Zhang Xiaowu from the bottom of their hearts.

Instead of accepting the ruthless Zhao Qiang, it is better to accept Zhang Xiaowu, who is better in all aspects.

Zhao Qiang listened to everyone's applause for Zhang Xiaowu in a daze, with a gloomy face and a hideous face.

The master of ceremonies and the referee glanced at each other and jumped on the stage: "The duel between the two is too exciting, I believe everyone is still unsatisfied." The outcome of the duel is already very clear, and it can be said that it has surprised all of us!"

"Zhang Xiaowu is a weak enemy and a strong enemy, not only showing his strength, but also showing strong willpower and a generous mind!"

The students in the stands burst into even louder applause, seemingly agreeing with the emcee's words.

"Zhao Qiang's strength is also very strong! The two can be said to be evenly matched, and the final victory or defeat is only one move. Let's cheer even more enthusiastically and thank the two of you for the wonderful battle they brought us. ”

The students in the stands had begun to lose their patience, and their whistles were shaking.

"Please stand by my side, two contestants!"

Zhang Xiaowu walked forward proudly, and Zhao Qiang was like a walking corpse.

The master of ceremonies was excited, raised Zhang Xiaowu's right hand high, and shouted loudly: "I declare that the winner of this duel is Zhang Xiaowu!"

Ouyang Yan cried with joy, unable to hold back her emotions, and was so excited that she couldn't speak.

Zhang Xiaowu took a long breath and finally won.

Zhao Qiang kept his head down, he couldn't see his face clearly, no one noticed it, his fists were clenched, and the green tendons on his arms burst out.

The master of ceremonies said, "Zhang Xiaowu, how do you feel now?"

Zhang Xiaowu smiled, his face was pure, and said, "Feelings?

The master of ceremonies smiled dumbly, Zhang Xiaowu's strong performance just now almost made people forget the injury on his hand: "The medical team hurry in!

Zhao Qiang didn't raise his head until now, his gloomy face became more and more hideous, and the true qi in his body secretly gathered, and when Zhang Xiaowu was not paying attention, he punched Zhang Xiaowu in the back!