God of Fishing Chapter 2185: Physical interactions
On the field.
In the arrogant stance of Han Fei, the long knife was floating at his feet, his gaze looked at Chu Mo, who was slightly dignified, walking slowly.
The latter has a heavy voice: "Are you good at close combat? Why don't you and I have a close combat?"
Chu Mo opened his hands, then clenched his fists, making a "click" sound. A pair of half-cut gloves appeared in his hands, and the scales on his body gradually began to glow red.
Han Fei said indifferently: "Okay!"
Originally, many spectators who were still going to leave suddenly stopped when they heard this. If the king fights melee, it seems to be worth seeing.
Just now, when Han Fei defeated Lin Qijun in two rounds, the speed was too fast. In addition to the sea level, you can see clearly. In Venerable, you can only see the freeze frame of the moment they are fighting.
Perhaps because Han Fei's moves are too simple, so in the first game, most people didn't understand what they were. They only knew that Han Fei was very powerful and was just a physical training.
Someone said: "Fine! I have seen it, I always feel that this Ye Fengliu is not an ordinary person. A newcomer, two rounds can penetrate the snake king, unheard of, I am afraid that in the future, there will be a good show in the arena."
Someone said: "I really didn't want to learn something from him, I just wanted to see how the two major physical training battles?"
Among them, there are many body-refining experts who can’t help but say: "What kind of body-refining technique does Ye Fengliu cultivate, and looks very strong?"
Actually, Han Fei also thought about this issue. Physical training is one's own advantage, and this must be demonstrated. The character that he changed is amazing. In the selection of body refining, Han Fei was derived from some exercises obtained by Xue Fei, Ding Yi, and a group of experts in the Open Heaven realm he killed.
The result of the deduction is naturally inferior to this void body refining technique, even the Wushou Xuan body is inferior, and it is probably only similar to the Chaos Elementary Body cultivated by the Taiyuan.
So, the training body Cultivation Technique he cultivates can withstand scrutiny.
After about a stick of incense, the number of spectators increased, from one million to 1.3 million.
Just listen to the referee yelling: "In the second game, Chu Mo, an approved personnel, won 19 games in a row. In the arena, he participated in 687 battles, won 498 times, tied 54 times, and lost 135 games. Chu Mo, named Chuquan. Wang, I believe that many people know it. So, will you wait and see for the close combat of the two physical training? Now...fight, start..."
As the referee shouted, Chu Mo, like Lin Qijun, took the lead.
For the strong to fight, it is always good to take the lead. After the power is stimulated to a certain level, it needs to be released. The so-called late attack, looking for the other's weaknesses, is actually a bit nonsense. In situations where the difference in strength is not great, the so-called late-comer, difficult to achieve.
Chu Mo’s combat style is very similar to the previous Han Fei. It’s a big move. It’s just that he jumps across the air, a spiral of chaotic energy appears on the front of his fist, rolling the void, and blasting out with a punch. A big fist mark in the void whirlpool.
"What! The opening of the scene is the big fist of nirvana? Is it so fierce?"
"Good guys, both are refining the body, look at this Fengliu, how can I resist it now."
"The value left in this grading match. This fist mark, inspired by the Qi of Chaos, uses great art to flow through the meridians, and the void vortex triggered in an instant can affect a large amount of void power, just watch Ye Fengliu, how did you stop it?"
In the face of Chu Mo's punch, only the scales on Han Fei's body began to glow, the spiritual energy and the chaotic energy were shaking, and the blood rushed into the sky.
Han Fei also made a punch, but this is not Body Forsaking Boxing, but an ordinary fist mark that integrates the avenue of gravity and borrows a trace of the natural aura of heaven.
I only saw that behind Han Fei, the tide was surging, and with the power of the wave, he helped himself with a punch, hitting a red glow.
"Boom~"
"Boom~"
I only saw the ripples flashing, and the bursting waves hit one after another, directly on the guardian barrier of the arena.
"Boom boom boom~"
Guarding the barrier, the turbulence of being hit again and again, the place where the two are fighting, turbulence is surging. I only saw Chu Mo's big fist mark of dying, shattered suddenly, and his whole body flew out thousands of miles backwards. Han Fei stepped back slightly, stepped on the huge wave, and continued to run violently with a "bang", rushing to Chu Mo's body.
Chu Mo showed his big moves, but it failed to shake Han Fei. Now, Han Fei has really come to fight in close quarters. The two are naturally tit-for-tat, and neither of them is willing to give in.
"Boom boom boom!"
"Boom boom boom~"
No matter what kind of battle, the battle of body training has been the craziest and the most enthusiastic. That kind of punch to flesh collision, no matter how strong it is, all have to look solemn.
Shanze, who was broken by Han Fei on the 100 list, could not help but nod slightly when he saw the power exerted by Han Fei: "It's not that Chu Mo is weak, but that Ye Fengliu is too strong. If there is no accident, it should be his blood. The level is very high, coupled with the exercise stream, the strength is naturally strong."
Someone hummed a few times: "Fortunately, he has risen by 1,000 places all at once. He can't do the same as before. The battle is over in two rounds."
Suddenly, only someone said: "Look at it."
Only saw that the scales of Han Fei suddenly spewed out of brilliance during the field, only saw Han Fei's punching speed getting faster and faster.
"What, is his power shifting so fast? If he wants to have such a powerful force with every blow, he must be at least Grade 9 Spiritual Root."
"Boom boom boom~"
I only saw that the speed of Han Fei was getting faster and faster, and it was getting more and more crazy. He didn't care about the power of Chu Mo bombarding him. Han Fei's punches are almost turned into light.
"No, you see, the seawater around Chu Mo has been severely squeezed... This leaf wind has mastered the avenue of gravity."
"Good fellow, how strong is this strength, plus the avenue of gravity?"
I saw that Chu Mo was getting more and more unable to keep up with the rhythm of Han Fei. Finally, everyone saw that Chu Mo had made a stick. When the King Kong heavy stick came out, it was like the water of the sea, like a mountain collapsed.
"Clang~"
At the moment Chu Mo took out the stick, the Han Fei long knife swung horizontally and took three steps back. The long knife was like a stick, turning lightly, holding the stick with the backhand, and sweeping with one foot, only Chu was seen. Mo Bian flew thousands of miles in an instant like a cannonball.
Han Fei gave a cold snort, turned the long knife in his hand, and threw it away from his hand. Chu Mo was in midair, with a stick, but his power was obviously not enough.
"Clang~"
"Boom~"
Chu Mo hit the bottom of the sea again, Han Fei swept thousands of miles, holding the long knife, and jumping in the air.
"Boom~"
The bottom of the sea, rolling ripples rushing to all directions. After everyone took a closer look, they discovered that the long stick in Chu Mo's hand was actually bent, and the scabbard of Han Fei was resting on the edge of Chu Mo's neck.
"Goooo~"
"Won again?"
"This guy has such a strong power, so strong broke out."
"This power, isn't it that his Origin Sea has only opened up 80,000 miles? How can it be made like this?"
Someone said: "The Origin Sea is the Origin Sea. This person's bloodline is definitely not low. The Spiritual Root level is also extremely high, and there is also the law of gravity. It is conceivable that his power could be weak?"
Countless viewers took a breath, and even the kings who came to watch were all moved.
Many kings sighed: "A newcomer, is it possible to hit 5000?"
Someone looked moved: "Don't forget, he hasn't gotten a knife yet."
Just listen to the referee's roar: "Ye Fengliu won the second qualifying match. The third game is about to begin. You have half a pot of time to make up your ticket and leave."
Secretly, Lu Chen, who received Han Fei, was speechless, this guy is really so strong? Fortunately, the host is right, otherwise, wouldn't he offend this one?
Just listen to the referees who are creating momentum: "The third player who played is Longwang Lu Feiming, you guys, would you like to see Long Jiao make a shot? Do you want to see Long Jiao? Today, your opportunity is here, ranked 5007. The Dragon King, who has double cultivation of both law and body, has participated in 892 battles in the arena, won 782 times, ties 37 times, and lost 73 games. This is the Scavenger Arena, the real king...let us welcome, the Dragon King is on the stage..."
The moment Lu Feiming stepped onto the battlefield, he looked at the long knife at Han Fei's feet and said lightly: "Your knife, it seems that you are not going to get out of the sheath?"
Han Fei said indifferently: "If you can't get out of the sheath, it depends on your strength."
Lu Feiming smiled and said: "I'm curious~IndoMTL.com~what is your companion."
Han Fei slightly tick the corner of his mouth: "You will see it when it's time to see it."
Outside.
Naturally, Chen Yan has received the news. As a seedling that Zhao Honghuang always values, Chen Yan naturally dare not be careless.
Secretly, Chen Yan came and saw that Han Fei had won two games in a row without drawing his sword. He couldn't help but say: "Brother Nie! I'm afraid your arena will not be stable for some time in the future." /
The host of the arena, named Nie Yunxiang, naturally needs to have strength. If he can control such a large arena in the main city, his strength can't be weak, just like the old sayings can't be weak.
At this moment, the third game is about to begin, and the audience has reached 1.5 million.
Many people rushed to hear of the big movement in the arena.
At this moment, only the referee shouted: "The entrance to the arena is closed, and the third qualifying match will start after a hundred breaths..."