In the fifth game, Ning Wenrui vs. Zhou Mindong, please invite two players to appear. ”

The final match of the Top 10 knockout round has finally begun, and this is the final event of the day.

A giant man with a dragon spirit and a fierce tiger walked from the contestant area to the center of the martial arts arena with his bare upper body, like a fierce god from ancient times, walking towards the world step by step.

Fighting shirtless is the main style of the disciples of Yokoyama-in, and it is the best way for men to show their charm. Of course, this is what Yokoyama-in said himself, and it doesn't matter if others accept it or not.

Nearly two meters tall, but the proportions of the body are close to perfect, by no means the kind of muscular man like a piece of meat, the muscles are like steel poured, the fist-sized sand bowl can't be compared, with a shiny bald head, it is surprising that such a strong man has a very delicate face, which feels as abrupt as a bear on a person's head.

Saying that he is like a bear is more toned than a bear, saying that he is like an orangutan, he has longer legs than an orangutan, saying that he is like a hulk, he is one size smaller and not green, this is Ning Wenrui, the chief disciple of Hengshan Academy.

In contrast, standing there with a single knife, Zhou Mindong, who was originally sturdy, was really a normal ordinary person, the kind that could not be found in the crowd immediately, in fact, he had no sense of existence among the chief disciples, and even his status in the Sword Master Academy was very embarrassing, although Wu Xu became a disciple of the mountain master, but as long as he was still in Puluo Mountain one day, who would really take someone else as the chief disciple of the Sword Master Academy.

"Chief disciple of the Sword Master Academy? Ning Wenrui looked at Zhou Mindong with his hands on his chest, and said very directly. To be honest, he really didn't take this guy who came to his ears not long ago to heart, and the opponent in his heart was Wu Tao and Wu Xu.

Zhou Mindong is also a person who doesn't like to talk nonsense, silently, raised the knife in his hand, the knife is a thick-backed chopping knife, six feet long, four feet in the blade, and two feet in the handle, although it is only made of iron, but the dignified blade in the sun is still chilling.

The knife is the same as the sword, there is also a distinction between light and heavy, and the same is to play with the knife in different directions, resulting in completely different ways of attacking, compared to Wu Xu's change and sharpness of the "heavenly knife", Zhou Mindong is a person who only pursues strength and lethality, and his knife is completely different from Wu Xu's light steel lancet.

Although the weapons provided by Huiwu are all standard weapons, they are certainly not as good as the original custom-made and customary weapons, but the quality and weight are real, this thick-backed chopping knife is the heaviest of the one-handed knives, and the user must be a strong man with strength.

Raising your hand is a knife, without any fancy skills, it is a simple and simple vertical split, but the speed, strength and accuracy are impeccable, showing that Zhou Mindong is worthy of the karma of the chief disciple of the Sword Master Academy.

Everyone was staring at this knife with full attention, imagining in their hearts how Ning Wenrui would deal with it?

This knife slashed at Ning Wenrui, but he was impartial, holding his hands on his chest and not reacting.

Although it is said that Hengshan Temple is known for its copper skin and iron bones, it is not an ordinary person's knife, it is a knife similar to his strength, and Zhou Mindong, who is also the chief disciple, has concentrated his internal strength on a knife!

He's really not afraid of death?

The knife slashed at Ning Wenrui's shoulder like this, and there was a crisp sound of gold and iron striking.

"It's amazing, Ning Wenrui's 'Turtle Shell Divine Skill' has been practiced to at least the eighth layer. In the stands, an old man in gray said to another burly old man with white hair.

"Hahaha, this kid is still quite competitive, he broke through the eighth layer a few days ago, and barely reached the ninth layer without leakage, which finally satisfied me. The burly old man said modestly, but his mouth couldn't help but grin like a hippo, which made the gray-clothed old man roll his eyes for a while.

But he does have the capital to sell and boast. "Turtle Shell Divine Skill" is one of the highest secret techniques of Hengshan Academy, ranking eighth on the list of great skills in the Chongyang Secret Realm, and ranked as the strongest defensive martial art with the ninth-ranked "King Kong Not Bad Divine Skill", and because it is difficult to cultivate the King Kong Immortal Skill and must maintain the premise of being a child, the ranking of the Turtle Shell Divine Skill is slightly higher.

"Turtle Shell Divine Skill" is a pure body martial arts, with a total of 12 layers, practiced to the end of the sword and gun, invulnerable, invulnerable, and the acupuncture points of the whole body can not be affected by external forces, which can be called the nemesis of all acupoint kung fu. It can be said that the opponent who has practiced the turtle shell magic skill may not be the strongest, but it is definitely the most headache, there is no weakness, no cover door, no dead hole, it is really a big turtle that has no way to eat.

Ning Wenrui has a different talent, refining his body since he was a child, and began to practice this skill at the age of eight, and recently he has barely completed his work on the ninth floor. It can lock the qi and blood around the body, there is no leakage, there is no cover door, and the flesh body is hidden in the majestic strength, which can easily break the sharp sword, and even spit out a mouthful of phlegm, which can also cause damage like flying stones and dark arrows, which is comparable to the legendary Golden Bell Jar Great Perfection Realm, which is also one of Ning Wenrui's biggest reliance on the ambition of winning the championship in martial arts.

Zhou Mindong's knife slashed, Ning Wenrui did not dodge, let it hit the body, the moment the knife body hit, the strength hidden in every cell of the body suddenly exploded, if someone watched it closely, they could see that the muscles rolled like waves at that moment, and they actually broke the knife strength, and the metal weapon almost flew back.

Fighting against the "No. 2 disciple" of the Sword Master Academy with a sharp blade in his flesh and blood, this performance really amazed the audience, especially the crisp sound of the collision of flesh and metal made people's blood boil, and for a while, the audience, especially the men, cheered like crazy.

The collision of blood and iron, this is the battle between men!

Listening to the audience cheering for himself, Ning Wenrui knew that he was bitter, when the blade was added, although he repelled the attack with the turtle shell magic skill, but the opponent's knife strength was beyond his imagination, and the power penetrated through the skin, Ning Wenrui only felt that the shoulder and cheek bones were scraped by the file, so he was determined, and tried his best to show a breezy face, whether there was any damage to the appearance, so he did not make a fool of himself, and secretly said in his heart, he really underestimated this opponent.

But if you pretend to be forced by yourself, you have to finish it with gritted teeth.

The audience didn't know the reason, seeing Ning Wenrui's blade and pretending to be light, the crowd was full of voices, except for a few sharp-eyed masters who noticed Ning Wenrui's slightly biting lip and twitching his brows twice.

Zhou Mindong still didn't say a word, and made a second knife without any nonsense, swept the waist with a single knife in his hand, and sneered in his heart: I only used 20% of the strength of the knife just now, and you have the ability to resist it.

Ning Wenrui didn't choose to resist hard, the reality told him that if he continued to pretend to be dead, he slapped it with a palm, and the sharp palm hit the side of the knife body with a cold wind, and the knife strength was chaotic, and Zhou Mindong's sword momentum that swept through thousands of troops was shattered by this palm.

I heard the sound of gold and iron clashing again, and it was another collision between flesh and blood.

The cheers of the audience reached a new high, and Zheng Xuqing's hard resistance to Zhou Yongqi's big stick with toad skills in the morning was already a battle that burned to the top, but it was still not as shocking as Ning Wenrui's empty-handed blocking of the white blade at this moment.