Chapter 12: The Last Hurdle

The young man knew that Hao Fei's light skills were very high, so he stared at Hao Fei and didn't dare to blink, for fear that he would miss some wonderful shots at that moment.

It's a pity that Hao Fei didn't use light skills, he held an iron pot in one hand, and continued to use internal force heating on the palm of his hand, so he swaggered over, and the disciple of Yipintang didn't seem to see it.

The boy was not convinced, and asked, "Why didn't you stop him?" ”

The player gave him a sneer, and turned to drink.

"You ......" Hao Nian still wanted to say something, Hao Fei held him down and said: "Time is precious, the front is the last level, come on, boy!" ”

The boy turned around depressedly and took a closer look at the four men.

Three boxers and one swordsman.

The one in front of the fight was also a young man, with thick and powerful bare arms, and high-end equipment Ugin silk gloves on his hands, and his position was a little wide apart from the rest of the people.

The middle two are also boxers, and the one on the left is a middle-aged man, with no expression on his face, even his eyes are a little blank, his hands are in his sleeves, and he can't see much more. The one on the right, who is also middle-aged, is looking at this side with a smile, but his smile looks so weird, and it makes people shudder. His fingers were slender, three or four centimeters longer than ordinary people, and his hands were placed squarely on the knees of his legs, and he sat straight, just like a primary school student in class.

The young man was very sure in his heart, these two middle-aged people must be very skillful, even if they fight alone, they may not be able to win steadily, and they must get out of the attack of these two people as soon as possible.

The last one is a swordsman, and he uses a weapon that is not very popular: the Mandarin Duck Knife. Since it can be called a weapon, it must be able to be used by people, and the more people who use it, the more practical the weapon is, and the fewer people who use it, the more difficult it is to use. The more difficult the weapon to use, the more unexpected it can be, causing errors in cognition and judgment to the opponent, and the mandarin duck knife belongs to this category.

The name is Mandarin Duck, naturally there are two, although the appearance is the same, but the length of these two knives is different, the long-bladed Mandarin Duck Knife, the short-edged Duck Knife. The blade is much shorter than a regular knife, so it will be faster and less lethal. In the battle with it, the long and short blades attack alternately, not only is it easy to confuse people with the light of the sword on both sides, but it is easier to misjudge due to the problem of length.

The boy tightened his hand and blew blood, this time he really didn't have much certainty, only the confidence he had just accumulated after two levels in a row was supporting.

"Steady, don't wave, we can win!" Hao Fei's clear voice sounded, encouraging him in time.

The boy took another deep breath and walked towards the four.

The first to engage with it was the young boxer, this time it was very cool, and after the boy walked into the attack range, he struck, an authentic cannon fist. Cannon boxing style stretching, violent, vigorous, intensive, is a very powerful kind of foreign boxing, not only the attack power is amazing, the combo is also very coherent, often hit is equal to half of the loss.

The advantages of the young boxers taking the lead were soon revealed. The boy's swordsmanship is a killing technique, and it's okay to occasionally resist one or two moves, but no matter how much he can, he can only catch the blind, not to mention that the opponent is still a boxer who mainly focuses on combos. What's worse is that the teenager can't attack the other party yet, because people don't care at all. If it weren't for the fact that the boxer could only sit on a stool and limit his performance, the boy would have been defeated a long time ago.

The two of them have already made five or six moves, the more the young man blocks, the more uncomfortable he becomes, he just wants to break into the front as soon as possible, his heart is horizontal, just don't kill people, it shouldn't matter if he hurts people, draw a gap in the block, blow the blood sword suddenly shook, the originally straight blade suddenly bent into a crescent shape, and the tip of the sword bent towards the opponent's arm.

The young boxer didn't expect this kind of change to happen, but he was a little surprised in his heart, and subconsciously dodged it, but the boy seized the opportunity to dodge and break through.

The young man only said that he had finally passed a person, but he didn't want the middle-aged boxer on the left to suddenly make a move, and grabbed it in the air with one claw. The hands in the sleeves have been exposed, and they are not the same as ordinary people, only to see their thick joints, copper skin and iron bones, and ten fingers with black and shiny claws, and at first glance, I thought it was a ghost hand stretched out from hell.

With a wave of his hand, there was a hawk chirp, and a clawed wind visible to the naked eye struck the young man's shoulder like thunder.

The young man has just broken through a person, the old power has been exhausted, the new force has not been born, the blowing blood sword has no time to return to defense, and he knows that he is going to suffer, and the shoulder injury is equivalent to losing an arm, how can this pass?

"Oops!"

With an exclamation, the young man was hit on the back, and his body involuntarily tilted, just avoiding the claw wind. This collision was too timely, and for the rest of his life, he was pleasantly surprised, and turned around to say thank you, but was bent down by the other party's head.

"It's a strong eagle claw skill, be careful, don't wave!" Hao Fei roared, and a clawed wind swept over the heads of the two of them.

The Eagle Claw Gong player was very scheming, and the boy thought that the other party's move would be accompanied by the sound of the eagle's chirping, but he didn't expect him to turn it off instantly, and he wanted to catch himself off guard. After the cold sweat, he hurriedly concentrated, blew the blood sword and stabbed quickly, dispersing the middle-aged man's claw wind one after another, and dodged the two punches of the young boxer behind him, and took a step forward again steadily. It must be said that with Hao Fei behind him, he can settle down and give full play to his tententh strength.

Now he was standing in the middle of the four, and theoretically all four of them could attack him, but in reality, only two middle-aged people were making a move. The task of the young boxer was to create opportunities for the middle-aged man, and his task had been completed, so after being blocked by Hao Fei, he made two casual moves, and then turned back to drinking. And the mandarin duck knife, the double knives in his hands are constantly spinning the knife flowers, and the sharp eyes are staring at the young man, like a vicious wolf waiting for an opportunity.

Sometimes, not making a move is more effective than making a move, because you don't know when he will make a move, whether it is a false move or a real move when he makes a move, and if you don't prevent him, you will waste a lot of energy, and people who are not strong-willed are more likely to be disturbed.

The middle-aged man on the right makes a good set of grappling hands, coupled with his slender fingers, it is easy to catch the opponent's body, and he even uses the techniques of winding, sticking, and grabbing, almost like a shadow.

The young man blows the blood sword sharply, the action is fast, the tip of the sword points open the eagle claw attack, and the hem of the sword body blocks the grappling technique. It's just that his two fists are hard to beat with four hands, no matter how fast he uses his swordsmanship, it is difficult to resolve the continuous attacks of the two of them with four hands, and he has been caught in the waist for three breaths, although the injury is not deep, but the body is deviated, and the middle-aged man on the right took the opportunity to hold the wrist joint.