"The Wang family is good at medium and long-distance manipulation and strikes, genetic fighting techniques are related to "spiders", Professor Wang's genetic equipment is a delicate flying blade, this flying blade can be freely around the body in a radius of twenty meters to carry out cutting strikes, Associate Professor Wang Yi'an focuses on multiple strikes, I don't know his genetic equipment, but he has just shot thirty-eight different kinds of small knives, small forks, small nails, those gadgets will drill around...... Ouch ......"

After moving to an all-round area, Ren Wuxian continued the topic.

But in just a few tens of seconds, Ren Wuxian screamed in pain.

"Do you want to come to my side to hide," Zhang Xuezhou said with concern.

"You can't hide, it's rare for two fifth-tier masters to compete, and they're all staring at it here!"

There was a scrambled sound of footsteps, followed by a thud of blows and a muffled grunt.

"Twenty meters, good boy!"

From time to time, there was a sound of exclamation from Ren Wuxian.

The strike range and the effective strike range are two different things, it can hit a distance of 20 meters, but it is difficult to maintain most of the lethality at a distance of 20 meters.

Ren Wuxian is clearly weighing the strengths and weaknesses of this striking style when fighting against the Dragon and Tiger Fighting Technique.

Deterrence and repression have always had a reputation as "flat pushing", but the scope of deterrence and repression is also limited.

If the opponent has a long-range strike, this is the object that Ren Wuxiao and others need to be extremely guarded against.

"I can definitely deal with it."

Locked in a medical sealed canister and unable to come out. Zhang Xuezhou had to stop his desire to see the excitement.

He muttered a smuttering recklessly.

Even though Zhang Xuezhou has seen a lot, he has limited knowledge in genetic martial arts, and the more such knowledge, the better.

He can only get some of the relevant content from the newsletter at the moment.

If he wants to crack the Wang family's genetic fighting technique, Zhang Xuezhou can only think of a decisive battle.

This kind of magic can form a layer of mana film on the surface of the body, which not only weakens the wound caused by the sword, but also makes the sword deviate from the direction when slashing.

If there is any flaw in stopping the fight, this method can only defend against the blows of gold and iron, and it will not be of any use in the face of blows such as punches, feet, and palms.

But for the emperor and queen, the other party is holding Ruyi Zhu Hai and is not afraid of any hand-to-hand combat, and does not care about any fists and feet.

"Catch Ming'er's mana has recovered, and I will practice more here!"

Feeling the phenomenon of bottoming out in mana brought about by the practice of the Bigu technique, Zhang Xuezhou had no choice but to rank the Zhige Duel in the second order, and wait for the recovery of the body's mana before doing tentative practice.

He was stuffed in the medical sealed tank, listening to the noisy sound in the conductor, and it was only after nearly ten minutes that Zhang Xuezhou saw a male head nurse hurrying into the medical room.

"How can the 12-hour formula be used up in 4 hours? Is it overinsured?"

After some examination, the male head nurse also looked incomprehensible.

When Zhang Xuezhou knocked on the wall of the tank, he hurriedly opened the tank.

The clean spray of water washed Zhang Xuezhou's body up and down, and the male head nurse quickly recorded the relevant data.

"This eldest young master, there seem to be some minor problems in the X446 body repair process on our side, I will give you all the relevant records, and the competent department will definitely give you an explanation!"

Looking at Zhang Xuezhou, who stepped out of the tank and dressed himself, the male head nurse was embarrassed and had another flattery.

People who can use X446 body repair technology are either rich or expensive, and his overtures are not to ask for anything in return, but not to be involved in trouble.

Today's university medical center is a mess, not only involving related transfers, but also involving the dispute between the big boss and the second boss.

Listening to the muffled voice in the transmitter, he felt that the two bosses were likely fighting.

"Looks like you know something?" Zhang Xuezhou pointed to the transmitter that still had a residual sound.

"Elder

It's rare for the board and the second boss to show up on our side, which must not be a good thing," the male head nurse said, "They brought a group of people, and it is estimated that they have started working in the conference hall on the sixth floor!"

"It turned out to be a fight on the sixth floor!"

Zhang Xuezhou nodded, knowing the location of Wang Haoran and Wang Yi'an's fierce fight.

"How do I get to the conference hall on the sixth floor?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.

"There is an elevator twenty meters ahead of here, as long as you press the five numbers of seven, three, five, two, six on the floor button, you can go straight to the sixth floor," the male head nurse said, "Be careful when you go up, I heard that the two bosses are both practitioners, and playing a hundred-pound big flower stick is no different from us holding a clothes pole."

"Hey!"

Zhang Xuezhou got dressed.

Hearing the male head nurse chewing his tongue, he couldn't help but shrug his shoulders, feeling that the other party was no different from the hearsay pig-killing guys in Rongcheng.

He flipped the transmitter switch, and then started his communication.

On the one hand, it is to look at the relevant news of Zhang Manqian and others, and on the other hand, it is to communicate with Ren Wuxian to listen to the corner.

"Brother Zhang, exciting, exciting, look at this scene!"

Before Zhang Xuezhou could open everyone's contact list one by one, Zhang Xuezhou saw that Wang Li's small video had been sent.

He clicked on the video, only to see Wang Haoran's face flashed in the video, and a face that was six points similar to Wang Haoran flashed.

This is obviously the protagonist of today's fight, but Wang Li's camera equipment obviously did not keep up with the means used to film the two fighting.

Compared with the normal fist and foot fighting, Wang Haoran and Wang Yi'an's speed was too fast, and in the flickering like magic, Zhang Xuezhou had already seen six flying knives inserted into a row on a propped mahogany table.

The flying blade controlled by Wang Haoran had no handle, and it made a screeching sound of rotating and cutting in the continuous flying.

But only a white light streaks across the video.

"You get a better camera, you can't watch it," Zhang Xuezhou replied.

"It takes at least eight cameras of professional camera equipment to shoot a fight scene like my grandfather's, and it's amazing that I can shoot like this!"

As soon as Zhang Xuezhou's complaint was finished, Wang Li replied very quickly.

"Why are you at the University Medical Center?" Zhang Xuezhou asked casually.

"I'm changing blood, then I must find a close and reliable family medical point, this is not just in time!"

"This medical point doesn't seem to be your royal family now!"

"Why doesn't it count ¥%#?"

Wang Li replied with garbled characters, and more than ten seconds later, the video of him being cut off half of his scalp was also posted.

"Be careful, don't just shoot videos!"

Zhang Xuezhou took the elevator up while returning to communication.

When he just stepped out of the elevator door and saw the short video sent by Wang Li, Zhang Xuezhou was a little uneasy.

He craned his neck to peek, but there was no sound in the corridor at the entrance of the elevator, only the white light shining on the closed red wooden door.

"There are so many rooms on this floor, which one is the conference room?"

Zhang Xuezhou was a little curious.

He had seen sequencers fight, but he had never seen sequencers face to face.

Familiar with the fighting methods of the other world, he also needs to improve his knowledge of how to fight between sequencers.

Walking cautiously in the corridor, Zhang Xuezhou looked at every closed door, and kept scanning the possible door signs.

Walking on tiptoe for less than fifty meters, Zhang Xuezhou only heard a loud noise, and a red wooden door three meters in front of him was directly knocked open, and a figure stumbled out.

A whirling blade let out a piercing roar, colliding with a multitude of silver streamers.

Zhang Xuezhou just saw clearly that the person who went out was Wang Haoran, and saw a streamer that was bounced by the blade flying towards him.

His head had just dodged, and his ears suddenly felt cold.

"Brother, these little things are very sharp, take a stool to block your body!"

Ren Wuxian's kind reminder came, and Zhang Xuezhou saw a big mahogany chair in the door then smashed towards him.

He had just reached out to stop it when the chair knocked him to the ground.

"Sneer"

The sound of the streamer inserting into the wooden chair came, and Zhang Xuezhou didn't dare to get up for a while.

"Wang Haoran, you lost!"

When the voice came, Professor Wang Haoran struggled unwillingly.