Wiping a handful of tears and putting down Ke Violence, Zhang Wu clenched his fists so loudly that he "gurgled", his forehead was bruised, and he stared at No. 482 with murderous eyes, and roared angrily: "I want to challenge him!"

Zhong Hai looked at Zhang Wu's state, didn't know what to say, and understood that he was standing up for his brother, but someone had already challenged No. 482, and the rules couldn't be broken.

At this moment, No. 482's eyes are red, like a madman, killing people in a hurry, his mind is not there, and everyone is an enemy!

There were also a few people standing beside him, all of whom were masters ranked around 300, presumably his comrades-in-arms, who surrounded him in the middle and controlled him to prevent him from going crazy.

Hearing Zhang Wu's roar to challenge him, No. 482 struggled, his blood-red pupils looked at Zhang Wu, his teeth and claws, like a beast.

But I saw a person around No. 482 and said to Zhang Wu: "Lu Liang and I are comrades-in-arms, and I am challenged to take it for him, but you have to think clearly, don't complain about beating you to death when the time comes!"

Zhang Wu didn't talk nonsense, he just shouted angrily with all his might: "Come!"

This person is No. 332, and when he heard this, he glanced at Zhang Wu, and a white Ding challenged me, there is a kind!

Then he walked into the middle of the field.

Zhong Hai saw that the momentum was a little uncontrollable, and if he continued like this, it would turn into a grievance between the rivers and lakes, and he couldn't tell right from wrong, anyway, he would be an enemy from now on, and you would live or die.

"The two of you have fought a fight, no matter who wins or loses, this matter is over, here are eight masters to testify to you, who will use this matter as an excuse to engage in vendetta in the future, and wipe out all of you!"

Zhong Hai is ruthless, and it doesn't matter if Zhang Wu is Nan Fansheng's apprentice or not, he has to abide by the rules when he comes to my special operations camp!

Zhang Wu was not frightened, he didn't take Zhong Hai's words to heart at all, glanced at the dead Ke Storm, and said fiercely: "Look at me avenging you!"

At this moment, Zhang Wu's sharp edge was revealed, his face became vicious in an instant, and there seemed to be murderous blood in his skin to be squeezed out, just like a big devil, who would tremble when he saw it, afraid that he would suddenly burst out and kill people!

This state made Zhong Hai and the top ten masters look at each other, how could Master Nan of the Mighty Xizhou cultivate such a brutal character, he has such a bad aura at a young age, how can he discipline him in the future?

Jiang Shan and Zuizang, who were outside the court, had wide eyes, full of disbelief, and Zhang Wu's evil aura emanated, which made the two of them walk on thin ice, and there was a living gap.

No. 332 had been on the battlefield, and he was not afraid of Zhang Wu's tyrannical aura, because he was also a murderer, and walked calmly to the middle of the playground.

Zhang Wu didn't say a word, he used his internal qi and forced himself to get excited, his eyes were staring, and his eyes were shining.

Fight with the master, although the head hangs on the waist of the pants and says that death will die, but the fighting experience between life and death is the most valuable, if you want to be strong in kung fu, don't be afraid of death!

No. 332 didn't have so many reactions to raise his breath and stare at him, just shook his legs and shook his hands, simply warmed up, and then put his two fists on his chin and walked towards Zhang Wu.

Encountering in a narrow way, neither side is ready to stay and do not give up any opportunity to kill the opponent.

The distance is getting closer and closer, and when they are less than two meters between each other, Zhang Wu's leg sweep is as fast as thunder, the power is terrifying, and he kicks out the air, and wants to kick and blow up No. 332's head to avenge Ke Storm!

No. 332 is worthy of being a surviving character on the battlefield, through the stimulation of external objects, he has practiced the sensitivity of a master of the transformation realm, he has a sense of urgency, and he has a feeling to avoid it in advance before he has even come out of his legs.

But Zhang Wu didn't give up, one leg did useless work, changed the leg and then swept, the attack speed was suffocating, he didn't skimp on his physical strength at all, and he had the determination to kick you to death in one go, every leg made people frightened, with devastating power, and he would die if he touched it!

No. 332 lost the opportunity and was not discouraged, he was looking for an opportunity to counterattack, trying to find the moment when Zhang Wu changed his legs, but in front of Zhang Wu's astonishing speed and strength, the opportunity was always fleeting, and he had to retreat again and again.

Again and again, again and again, Zhang Wu kicked more than ten legs in a row and was dodged, because he forgot that this is not a black boxing ring, there is no steel cage to limit your range of motion, if No. 332 is willing, you can even turn around and run!

No. 332 did the same, flashing to the side, avoiding Zhang Wu's large-scale leg sweep, and running away.

He doesn't have the courage of a horseman, he won't hold on, and he goes to the battlefield to let him know a truth, only saving his life is the truth!

But No. 332 only took two steps, but suddenly killed a horse pistol, like a donkey kicking people, the body turned to the right, the right leg kicked back violently, took advantage of the momentum to turn around, and the right palm slashed backwards like lightning, and the palm knife was cold.

And Zhang Wu only felt death at this moment, his scalp exploded, his tail vertebrae seemed to be pricked by needles, goosebumps all over his body, and his instinctive head ducked back, but it was too late, because No. 332's counterattack was really unexpected.

With the sound of "tearing", his clothes seemed to be slashed by a sharp blade, Zhang Wu only felt numb and hot in his chest, and a blood mark appeared, almost penetrating his entire chest, but fortunately he dodged it, otherwise he would really be split!

At this time, Zhang Wu couldn't care about the pain, because the attack of No. 332 came, and his left leg swept over like an iron axe, and those who heard it were terrified!

The most nervous at this moment is Zhong Hai, seeing Zhang Wu's chest being split with blood, his face immediately changed, fortunately, the wound is not deep, and he glared at the top ten masters, if Zhang Wu really died here, the special operations camp would be turned upside down!

But the top ten masters were indifferent, ignoring Zhong Hai at all, but looking at the two people who were facing each other in life and death with relish, especially when they saw No. 332's return to the horse, their eyes lit up and they were greatly inspired.

The offense and defense switched, and it was Zhang Wu's turn to dodge.

People like them attack really strongly, there is no such thing as receiving a move, people sweep over with one leg, there is the power of breaking trees and cracking bricks, you use flesh and blood to pick up people's attacks, it is definitely an act of looking for death, unless you use the same force to attack him, but the result is definitely a lose-lose, only dodging is the right way.

Zhang Wu's dodging skills are absolutely first-class, he grinds the ground his toes, takes advantage of it, and directly retreats more than two meters, and without waiting for No. 332 to attack, he steps on the seven-star step and starts to circle around No. 332.

At the same time, there was a sound that seemed to be absent from the body, like the boiling sound of blood flow, and also like the sound of a water pump, which could not be released in the body, and followed by his breath, like thunder.

No. 332 stood in place, looking calm, as if it was just a warm-up exercise just now, and the real show had just begun!

The two facing each other again are not as easy as they were at the beginning.

Zhang Wu became cautious, after all, the pain in his chest accompanied him, and he also saw sweat on his forehead, and his vitality was a little unlockable, because the temperature in his body would rise under the fierce fighting, and sweating was to dissipate heat, otherwise he would burn himself to death.

No. 332 also removed the contempt, I didn't expect this hairy boy to be so bullish, he could last so long under his own hands and not be killed, and the killing skills he practiced on the battlefield didn't seem to be very bright.

Zhang Wu can also see it until now, he is not far from No. 332's physical fitness, reaction speed and other aspects, and the only way to win the other party is to make a surprise move, just like that hand back to the horse, if he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have died now!

The internal qi is running, Zhang Wu walked in a circle, while lifting the power of the waist and crotch up, shrinking and accumulating, no longer in a fighting posture, but with both hands in front of him, around two circles as a disguise, regardless of whether there is a flaw, the hind legs kicked, "bang" a tiger pounced forward, such as a sharp arrow piercing the object, a jump of more than three meters, progress to drive the strength of the whole body, collapse fist mighty!

No. 332 was taken aback, all because Zhang Wu jumped more than three meters, and his fist instantly arrived in front of him, and the tragic momentum provoked him to stand upside down.

Turning sideways, Zhang Wu's fist brushed his nose, but the fist bone scraped the tip of his nose.

The nose was sore, No. 332 nosebleed sprayed wildly, the nasal bridge bone was scraped, the whole nose collapsed, touching the tear glands, tears flowed wildly, and the eyes were blurred, but they had to hold on to Zhang Wu's killing move, because the two were already very close and within reach!

At this time, in fact, the winner had already been divided, Zhang Wu had already expected this scene, and he took the lead.

The elbow is bent when punching, and the wrist and forearm muscles are mainly used to transmit force.

And after the collapse of the fist, No. 332's nose pain affected his reaction speed, Zhang Wu instantly elbowed on his face door, and after a "click" bone crack, the face door collapsed, his head exploded, and he died instantly!