Meng Jiang ignored Lu Chen at all. In his eyes, there was only one opponent present, that was Li Xiaohuai. Others could not catch his eyes on him!
He stopped talking nonsense, his strength had already reached its peak. As soon as he exerted force on his legs, the soil and ground collapsed directly, leaving two deep footprints.
The grass and trees in front of him were trampled directly, and the iron rod in his hand turned wildly, shattering all the grass and trees around him.
If an ordinary person faces Meng Jiang at this moment, he will be so scared that he dare not fight back. However, Li Xiaohuai is not an ordinary person. In his eyes, Meng Jiang's iron rod rotates too fast, but he can still capture the attack trajectory.
Even the iron rod rotates around Meng Jiang's waist. However, every rotation is not a fool, but during the rotation, it seems that the strength of the iron rod will increase by one point and the speed will be faster.
In the eyes of outsiders, Meng Jiang's iron stick is as fast as the afterimage, very terrifying!
Li Ziran was nervously about to stand up.
Everyone outside could hear their conversation clearly, so Li Ziran was really worried about Li Xiaohuai's accident.
Li Xiaohuai was not panicked at all. His internal energy gathered between his hands. With the blessing of his internal energy, his hands were as hard as iron plates.
Meng Jiang came to him two meters away, and this had already entered Meng Jiang's attack range, so in this attack range, Meng Jiang's iron rod was like a strong wind and heavy rain!
Such a high-strength waving iron rod requires very high arm strength, and it is also very critical to your own coordination.
After all, when the iron rod rotates at high speed, it is necessary to stabilize the center of gravity of the whole body.
"Peng!Peng!Peng!"
Li Xiaohuai did not dodge at all, and directly fought against Meng Jiang's iron rod with his fist!
The two collided and made a collision sound like metal.
Even when facing Meng Jiang's dense stick techniques, Li Xiaohuai could always easily capture it and greet him with his fist!
In one second, they collided nearly ten times.
Li Xiaohuai still did not give in, and even Yu fought against Yu Meng, the battle distance between the two was getting in, which also shows that Meng Jiang's defense was being conquered!
Meng Jiang's weapon is an iron rod, which is a long-handed weapon. The best attack range is within two meters. If you are close, your power is less than one-ten, so Meng Jiang doesn't want Li Xiaohuai to get close.
And Li Xiaohuai is approaching now, which is enough to prove that Li Xiaohuai is not suppressed by his afterimage stick technique, and the situation is even overturned. If he is approaching, he will lose!
"How is this possible! Is his arm fucking hard?"
Meng Jiang's face was shocked. The short-term collision brought about a recoil force that had numbed his arms. The wounds in the tiger's mouth widened bigger and bigger, but he kept holding it up and tried his best to give Li Xiaohuai to the
Suppress.
But Li Xiaohuai seemed to not feel the pain, which made him curse.
"No!"
Meng Jiang saw that Li Xiaohuai was only one meter away from the attack range. If he was close, he would definitely suffer, so he had to open up his position!
"It's time for me to fight back, do you just want to pull it away?"
Li Xiaohuai immediately saw his intention, and even grabbed Meng Jiang's iron rod, then pulled it back hard. Meng Jiang did not react and leaned towards Li Xiaohuai.
"Do you think I'll let you pull it away?"
Li Xiaohuai finished his words, and his other hand clenched his fist, and his internal energy gathered, first compressed, and then burst out, hitting Meng Jiang's chest!
"Peng!"
A dull sound came out, Meng Jiang's iron rod was out of his hand, and he flew out, hitting the big tree hard, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out, and then he collapsed weakly to the ground.