The silver-gray figure leaped high, and in his hand there was a sharp long knife sharpened with the hardest mountain rock, and he fell from the sky, and his movements were as fierce as a predatory tiger.

He also saw that Chang Hao seemed to have taken root under his feet from the beginning, and he didn't move a moment, his instinct and intuition roared in his mind, and he had to disrupt his rhythm!

With all his strength, the silver ash knife can cut the strongest snow-capped yak in two with a belt bone. The stone knife broke through the air, and the roar of the air being cut filled the gladiatorial arena.

Chang Hao didn't seem to be able to see the knife, and still put on the classic Wing Chun parry pose, with no waves in his eyes, but the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

The two sides passed by, Chang Hao still did not move, and the silver ash stared at his hands that held the handle of the knife but could no longer make an inch.

He saw that the moment he swung his knife, Chang Hao's palms closed and separated, pulling out a long river of training that was a little illusory but real between his palms, and he looked at this training condensed by Chang Hao's internal qi with a knife, like cutting a knife into a rock crevice, being bitten by death, neither able to pull out nor cut in.

Chang Hao took out an index finger and knocked on the stone knife in several places one after another, and the next moment the stone knife seemed to have experienced vicissitudes in just a moment, the texture changed from hard to fragile, and it snapped into several pieces in the shocked gaze of Silver Ash!

Silver Ash couldn't see or think about it, he just felt incredible.

If Chang Hao used brute force to destroy the stone knife, he could accept it, after all, judging from the previous fights, this nobleman did have divine power that did not match his body. But he clearly just tapped it lightly with his fingers a few times, it was a stone knife that could split the snow mountain yak, and he couldn't figure out why it was when he broke his head.

But after all, Silver Ash was a patriarch with experienced combat experience, he only hesitated for less than half a second before reacting, throwing away the hilt of the knife in his hand, turning around and opening his arms, accelerating under his feet, wanting to make Chang Hao retreat with a brutal collision, even if it was just one step!

It's a pity that that sentence is too right, the ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny.

"Medium, medium, medium, all. Where did Silver Gray's actions escape Chang Hao's eyes, he turned his five fingers into fists and knives, and hit the inside of Silver Gray's arms with dozens of accurate strikes in a row, and then a series of fingers pointed at various acupuncture points on Silver Gray's chest.

Silver Ash wanted to hold Chang Hao by the waist and throw him out, but then he found that the seemingly dull and painful quick combos just now had made his arms sore and weak, and his chest was stuffy and suffocating, which made him suddenly feel out of breath.

He suddenly thought of the stone knife that had broken just now, and then he understood the mystery, it turned out that those few taps were just on the fragile part of the stone knife, so as to point to the surface, so that the seemingly hard stone knife shattered in an instant.

Silver Ash simply ignored his sour arms, concentrated all his strength on his shoulders, and let himself smash Chang Hao like a hammer into the city!

Hatsuyuki, who was closely following the direction of the battle, clenched her hands.

She clearly saw that the young nobleman, who had been as unshakable as a mountain from beginning to end, finally took a small step back!

"Not bad. Chang Hao smiled, his whole body was triangular, his elbows and arched knees were like wedges to easily resist the impact of silver gray, and then his hands were folded in front of his chest, and together with his waist, he suddenly exerted force, pushing the silver gray to more than ten meters away.

Chang Hao's physique far surpassed that of the Jindan Realm monks in the same realm in ancient times, with the blessing of the true dragon bloodline, his strength had already rushed to 30,000 catties, and at present, the strength of the silver gray was already good after a calm and crazy increase, which was enough to be up and down 8,000 catties, and it was not surprising that it could shake his defense, but it was the end of it.

In ancient China, Wing Chun was not so much a martial art that paid attention to quickly subduing opponents, but rather an efficient defense system that simplified complexity to the extreme, Chang Hao was just passively defending from beginning to end, and did not take the initiative to attack, he didn't want anyone to be hurt.

But it is such a non-murderous "legitimate defense", but it makes the masters of the snow leopard clan dumb and dumb to eat Coptis chinensis, and they can't say what they are suffering from.

Seeing that her lord was safe and sound, Anna, who had always had a big stone hanging in her heart, patted her chest and exhaled lightly.

If Silver Gray's strength is placed in the Orc Kingdom Military Department, he is definitely qualified to become a reserve-level Golden Knight, and is even qualified to run for the deputy captain of the legion.

Anna only knew that Chang Hao's strength had increased greatly, and she didn't know how powerful it was, so she could only blame Silver Gray for being too unlucky, and she met the most tossing lord of the kingdom for thousands of years.

The shouts around the gladiatorial arena were much quieter than before, and although the Snow Leopard Clan was also a race that advocated the supremacy of force, they also knew that this young nobleman who had come from afar had two brushes, otherwise their extremely brave patriarch would not be so embarrassed now, and it stands to reason that he was entitled to enjoy their worship and cheers.

The Snow Leopard people looked at each other, and they always felt that something was missing the most important thing, something that would make their blood boil and shout for the victor.

"I take back my previous contempt, you are very strong, far stronger than I imagined, your martial arts skills I have never heard of, I can't even get close to you. Silver Gray shrugged two weak arms to stand firm, the blood in his body flowed rapidly, and a clearly visible hideous green tendon appeared on the surface of his body, and with his roar, the rushing hot blood rushed through the blocked acupuncture points, and the two arms were recovered.

Chang Hao waited for Silver Gray's next words.

"But you haven't beaten me from the front yet!" Silvergray's momentum began to climb again, "You've just been defending and counterattacking, which doesn't match our previous agreement!"

"What do you mean?" Chang Hao put away his defensive stance.

"Have a dignified duel with me!" Silver Ash clenched his fists and entered a calm frenzy again, "If you want me to be convinced, show your true strength!"

Chang Hao tilted his head and looked at the faces of the snow leopard people around the gladiatorial arena, as if he understood something, he stood still and seemed to be thinking about something.

The next moment, he moved, bent his knees slightly, leaned forward, and the whistling wind gathered and dispersed at his feet, forming a cyclone, faintly giving birth to the sound of swords.

"Yes! That's it! Let me see what you're really capable of..."Before the words fell, Silver Gray was tense like a bow, his pupils contracted violently, and Chang Hao, who was still making a charging gesture in front of him one moment, disappeared into his field of vision out of thin air the next moment.

The sense of crisis that he had never felt before was like a man, and the instinct to survive screamed and forced him to turn around, and the blood in his body that should have been boiling like fire fell to freezing point after he entered the frenzy.

Chang Hao, who was behind Silver Ash in an instant, glanced at Silver Gray coldly, his pupils shone with an unbelievable golden yellow, the dragon supreme blood boiled like lava in his body, and the majestic golden color burst out of his eyes, outlining a palpitating golden flame in the corner of Chang Hao's eyes.

Facing these eyes, a thought rose in Silver Ash's heart that he had never had before.

Escape.

But he couldn't move.

The young nobleman with a pair of imperial eyes clenched his fists, and the sound of the air exploding was like winter thunder, and the fist was wrapped in the power of the most masculine and slammed straight into the silver-gray door, and the latter watched as the approaching fist gradually occupied his entire field of vision, and then turned into a huge "death" word that covered the sky and the sun.

"Don't!" exclaimed the pale-faced Hatsuyuki.

The fist stopped at the last inch from the silver-gray door, and the fist wind was like a knife, screaming and cutting countless small wounds on the silver-gray cheeks, and then rolled up into the air, and the residual strength of the fist wind blasted all the stalactites hanging on the top of the cave into powder.

Chu Xue sat down on the chair behind him in a distraction, his chest rising and falling.

The snow leopard people looked at the silver ash in the shape of an exploding head, and they were completely stunned.

Immediately after, there were shouts and cheers around the gladiatorial arena that had never been heard before, the snow leopard people waved their fists, shouted, and roared, they were all completely subdued by the earth-shattering punch just now, this is power!

As Chang Hao thought, martial arts are magical, but if you want to stimulate the resonance in the depths of the orc's bloodline, what is needed is only the most direct and primitive power.

One punch is enough.

"How's it going, Silver-Grey Patriarch. Chang Hao put down his fist and smiled brightly.

"My kung fu is okay, right?"