Chapter Fifty-eight Surprised death does not pay for life
"How can this kid be so flexible? How come I haven't heard of this guy before?" On the other side of the ring, a young man wearing a black suit leaned against the corner of the ring, looking in the direction of Han Mo and mouthing
Li whispered.
"Ling Yu, are you curious? But he looks like a Yuan warrior. Do you want to compare with each other?" Beside Ling Yu, there was a man who looked very similar to Ling Yu.
Sitting lazily on the ring, looking at Han Mo who was not far away, he said.
"Nonsense, Ling Xiang, don't tell me you're not curious. It's just because he only has the strength of a warrior that I wonder why he has such a flexible body." Ling Yu said with a smile, his eyes never leaving from the beginning to the end.
Passing Han Mo on the ring.
"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Come over and take a look. If you have a chance to get acquainted, maybe you will tell us the reason." Ling Xiang said with a chuckle. After that, he turned over and jumped off the ring, striding towards
Walk to the ring where Han Mo is.
Lingyu hesitated for a moment, shook her head helplessly, and followed up.
At this time, the arena where Han Mo was standing was surrounded by crowds. Most of these people came for Han Mo. Fang Da had a good reputation in the academy, but such a young Han Mo actually fought like this with Fang Da.
He was not defeated for a long time, and Han Mo's speed shocked everyone present. Every time, he managed to dodge Fang Da's attack seemingly thrillingly.
Han Mo naturally ignored the eyes of everyone in the audience. Han Mo could ignore it, but Fang Da could not. Thinking that he, a two-level warrior, could not defeat a young warrior in front of everyone, this made him lose face immediately.
Gradually, Han Mo began to suffer from asthma. Using Dou Qi for such a long time made Han Mo feel a little powerless.
"Boy, I can't help it. Aren't you very happy? Huh? Keep going." Fang Da looked at Han Mo who was out of breath and couldn't help laughing. Although he said this, he still couldn't help but laugh.
Shi was already extremely surprised. He himself was out of breath for such a long time, but Han Mo, a warrior, actually persisted for such a long time.
"Huhu..." Han Mo exhaled a few heavy breaths, shook his head and chuckled: "Then come here, if you can catch me, you are considered capable." Han Mo said without any pressure, with that
Confidence made everyone present dare not question it, as if Han Mo shouldn't lose.
"Ah..." Fang Da looked up to the sky and roared, then rushed towards Han Mo again. Unknowingly, Fang Da's rhythm became faster, as if he had been affected by Han Mo.
Han Mo naturally noticed this and felt that the fighting energy in his body was almost exhausted. He hesitated and rushed out again. He stepped lightly on the ring with quick steps, alternating back and forth between his legs, forming a series of phantoms.
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"Drink." Fang shouted loudly, punching Han Mo's face with his left fist, but punched out with his right fist in a strange circle, making it look like he didn't know where the punch was going.
"Hmph." Han Mo looked at Fang Da's left fist calmly. This time, he didn't even think about dodging. He raised his right knee suddenly, and eight yuan of fighting spirit wrapped around his knee. His upper body quickly leaned back, and his whole body
It was almost turning sideways.
Fang Da's left fist hit the air again, but his right fist accurately hit Han Mo's knee. Suddenly there was a muffled sound, and the two of them also retreated.
Han Mo's body spun gracefully on the spot, easily removing the force from his legs, while Fang Da took nearly twenty steps back with difficulty, his right fist also feeling numb.
"What a good boy, you actually know that my right hand is weak." Fang Da murmured, rubbing his numb right hand.
Han Mo chuckled softly, bent his legs slightly, jumped up, or bent exaggeratedly, his whole body was bent into a bow shape, and his right fist gathered all the strength in his body, and blasted towards Fang Da's head.
passed.
"No, look, that kid actually wants to go head-to-head with Fang Da." The students in the audience couldn't help but exclaimed when they saw this.
"Yes, Fang Da is a martial arts master. This kid actually gave up dodging and chose to confront Fang Da head-on." A student replied.
Fang Da was startled when he saw this, but then a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. In terms of speed and movement, Fang Da believed that he was not as good as Han Mo, but in terms of attack power, Fang Da was absolutely confident that he could defeat Han Mo within three moves.
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Seeing this, he no longer hesitated. Fang gave a loud shout, and Huang Jie's elementary combat skills were integrated into his body. He raised his huge left fist and struck Han Mo's fist.
When Han Mo saw this, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his forward speed accelerated instead. He almost jumped over the distance of more than ten meters.
"Fang Da is in danger." Dongfang Xiang said calmly as he looked at the two people who were about to collide.
Koum next to Dongfang Xiang was startled when he heard the words. He looked at Dongfang Xiang with some confusion and asked: "Brother Dongfang, Fang Da is a two-dimensional martial artist. That kid is only as strong as a nine-dimensional warrior at most. A martial artist who has crossed the rank has already
It's rare. If you win in a head-to-head fight, the odds are..."
"Intuition." Dongfang Xiang said calmly, looking at Shangguan Ming and never leaving his eyes. After a while, he said to Koumu: "Kumu, remember to investigate this kid afterwards and why he is so fast.
If necessary, bring it to me if necessary." Dongfang Xiang said, his eyes filled with greed.
As they got closer, Han Mo and Fang Da's attacks were about to collide. Fang Da's eyes already showed a trace of pride. In his opinion, as long as Han Mo got hit by one of his attacks, he would be sure to use it.
A series of special moves, directly taking down Han Mo.
However, would Han Mo be stupid enough to fight Fang Da head-on, and since the opponent is a martial artist who knows combat skills, the answer is naturally no.
Just when the fists of the two sides were about to hit each other, Han Mo suddenly shouted loudly, and his body turned forcibly in the air. The fist he blasted out was quickly retracted, and the blood in his body that was almost like fire began to boil.
He stood up, urging his fighting spirit to move quickly.
"Ah!" Han Mo's body spun around, almost brushing against Fang Da's body and floating over. The explosive punch was directly thrown back at the back of Fang Da's neck, causing his body to punch forward.
Fang Da flew out immediately, then staggered and fell to the ground. His body scraped the ground and slid for several meters before falling off the ring with a "plop".
Silence, deathly silence, no one spoke, no one said a word, the whole place was in a sluggish state, until this sound came out.
"Ah!" Fang Da fell off the ring, covering his broken cervical vertebrae and howling loudly.
"Wow!" Suddenly, the place below began to boil. No one could see the scene clearly because it happened too fast and suddenly.
When the instructors hiding in the darkness below saw this, their eyes opened as wide as copper bells, and they shook their heads dully.
"Who is this kid? Why haven't I seen him before? His body flexibility is so abnormal. If it were me, my waist would probably be broken." One of the instructors said with a horrified expression.
"I'm so fucking surprised that someone died without repaying his life. What nonsense are you talking about? Report it to the higher authorities immediately. There's an evildoer in the academy again." Another instructor said this and ran out quickly.