Chapter 162 Mo Wu's Ultimate Move!

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"Mowu's Zhao Xuemei is one of the few girls in this exchange match, and she hasn't played before."

"Jingwu is Wei Shujie. Although Wei Shujie lost to Chen Jiasheng before, he may have retreated uninjured. It shows that Wei Shujie is also extremely strong."

"..."

Accompanied by Liu Huarong's introduction, warriors from both sides came to the stage.

Wei Shujie also used a long stick.

Among first-rank warriors, warriors focus on being simple and easy to learn. Knives and sticks are the most commonly used weapons, followed by swords, and weapons such as spears, axes, and halberds are much less used.

"Martial Arts University, Zhao Xuemei!"

"Kyoto Martial Arts University, Wei Shujie!"

Just after the introduction between the two, there was a roar from the audience: "Mowu will win, defeat Jingwu!"

"Mo Wu must win!"

"Jingwu must win, five in a row!"

"..."

Many people from the two universities came to watch the battle this time, and the grievances between Jingwu, Mowu, and Wuwu are really countless.

First and second, there are very few harmonious relations.

Before the National Exchange Competition was officially announced to the public,

These two colleges and universities almost have a private contest every year, Mowu loses more than wins.

"quiet!"

A strong man gave a light drink, interrupting the cheers of the crowd.

The referee was not in a hurry to announce the start, and after the silence subsided, he shouted: "Start!"

With the sound of start, Zhao Xuemei and Wei Shujie moved at the same time!

Wei Shujie started with a vertical chop with a stick!

With this stick, the energy and blood exploded so strong that many people were surprised.

...

"asshole!"

Backstage, Yang Xiaoman roared!

Wei Shujie hid his strength in the last round!

In the last round of Wei Shujie's battle against Chen Jiasheng, the blood explosion was at most 30 cards. Maybe Jingwu had already been calculating Mowu, and Wei Shujie didn't let Wei Shujie show his true strength. Fang Wenxiang pressed the formation.

The easy loss last time made many people underestimate him, including Mowu.

But this time, Wei Shujie's qi and blood reached 50 cards in the first blow!

Zhao Xuemei is not a martial artist who tempers the bones of her upper limbs, so she went up with the intention of hitting hard at the beginning, and the first blow on stage was to hit the opponent hard.

Yang Xiaoman cursed angrily, but Tang Feng frowned and said, "Maybe it's to plot against Fang Ping."

Wei Shujie, with Mowu's previous situation, Fang Ping might be the first to encounter the opponent.

Once Fang Ping underestimates the opponent, he may be counterattacked.

Fang Ping didn't pay attention to this, but kept staring at the front desk.

...

Wei Shujie's move with 50 blood cards was obviously beyond Zhao Xuemei's expectations.

Zhao Xuemei couldn't back down at this moment, she couldn't avoid it.

She had no intention of backing down.

The next moment, the two sticks collided with each other!

"when!"

With a loud noise, Zhao Xuemei took several steps back, her face flushed, but she didn't vomit blood.

Wei Shujie made a contribution with one blow, and he was unambiguous, and immediately caught up and started the second blow!

Zhao Xuemei swung her stick to block this time, there was a loud bang, the long stick in her hand kept shaking, and blood dripped from her hand.

Zhao Xuemei pursed her lips, remained silent, and took a few steps back.

Wei Shujie was forced by Zhao Xuemei for two consecutive blows, and he was a little surprised. He was not so easy to catch these two blows. He knew Zhao Xuemei's situation, and he was just a bone-hardened warrior.

Wei Shujie's qi and blood were close to 300 cards. In addition to retaining the necessary qi and blood to survive, he could at least slash four to five sticks with all his strength.

If Zhao Xuemei takes another move from him, I'm afraid her internal organs will suffer serious injuries.

Wei Shujie doesn't care what the woman thinks, since he insists on it, he's not polite!

Before everyone in the audience came back to their senses, Wei Shujie swept across with his stick, bringing out howls.

"when!"

On the third stick, there was another crisp sound.

But Zhao Xuemei's hands trembled violently, and the long stick kept shaking. The next moment, the long stick in Zhao Xuemei's hand slipped and fell to the ground with a "dang".

Wei Shujie's face brightened, and all three sticks were hard-wired. At this moment, Zhao Xuemei has been severely injured!

"This woman is trying to be brave!"

Such thoughts came to mind, but Wei Shujie showed no mercy.

In the blink of an eye, his fourth stick fell!

The purpose of today's battle is to severely injure Mowu's main players. As for the next battle, he is not going to fight either. Their goal is to get out completely.

At the moment when his fourth stick fell, Zhao Xuemei, who had been retreating just now, suddenly rushed forward like a tiger!

After slightly avoiding the front end of the stick, Zhao Xuemei suddenly grabbed the back end of the stick!

Wei Shujie wasn't afraid either, Zhao Xuemei, whose upper limbs were not tempered, wanted to grab his weapon, how could it be that simple!

At this moment, Zhao Xuemei, who had been silent all this time, suddenly opened her mouth, and a bloody arrow shot straight at his face!

Wei Shujie didn't expect Zhao Xuemei to hold back a mouthful of blood and not spit it out, but to use it at this time.

The speed of the blood arrow is extremely fast, and the distance between the two is very close.

The next moment, the blood arrow shot directly at Wei Shujie's eyes, Wei Shujie had to close his eyes, but he did not hesitate at all, put down the long stick with his right hand, and punched Zhao Xuemei violently!

Zhao Xuemei didn't have the slightest intention to evade. When Wei Shujie punched him, Zhao Xuemei also took advantage of the fact that his eyes were closed and he couldn't see the movement clearly, and kicked out fiercely. The target was the opponent's genitals!

Her choice is a lose-lose!

If he received a punch from the opponent hard, he would also defeat Wei Shujie!

From Wei Shujie's first swing, Zhao Xuemei knew that she was no match for him, rather than being maimed by herself, both sides would be hurt!

"boom!"

Zhao Xuemei was punched hard on the left shoulder, causing a crackling sound to the bones.

But the next moment, Zhao Xuemei also kicked the opponent's genitals hard!

"ah!"

It was not Zhao Xuemei who screamed, but Wei Shujie!

Obviously, Wei Shujie didn't expect that the opponent would choose to punch him forcefully without avoiding it.

In addition, he couldn't see clearly and didn't wipe it for a while, but he was kicked by Zhao Xuemei!

The scream burst out instantly, and then Wei Shujie fell to his knees, moaning in pain.

However, Zhao Xuemei received three sticks hard before, and now she was punched in the front again. Her internal organs were already seriously injured. As soon as Wei Shujie knelt down, Zhao Xuemei fell down with a "bang", blood gushing out of her mouth.

The referee frowned slightly, and quickly said: "Zhao Xuemei wins, carry it down!"

Wei Shujie fell to the ground first, so Zhao Xuemei was sentenced to win, but at this moment, it doesn't matter whether he wins or not.

Both of them were seriously injured, and Zhao Xuemei was more seriously injured than Wei Shujie.

But Wei Shujie hurt his lower genitals, and he didn't know what the result would be. For a man, this was more troublesome than a serious injury.

...

"Damn, be afraid!"

Fu Changding covered his genitals, shivered, and then said, "Are you all right?"

"You go to the competition first, let's go to the medical room!"

Fang Ping gave an order, and immediately led people to the medical room. For this competition, an emergency medical room was set up in the backstage of the gymnasium.

...

Soon, Fang Ping and the others arrived at the medical room.

Both Yang Xiaoman and Chen Yunxi had red eyes, looking at Zhao Xuemei who was still bleeding, "Xuemei..."

"Doctor, Xuemei..."

"The internal organs are injured, but it's good if people don't die. Cultivate for a month, take care of the internal organs, and don't do anything else in three months, you won't die..."

Doctors have also seen this kind of situation a lot. This time, the medical team was specially dispatched from the crypt.

As long as people don't die, they can recover under normal circumstances if they are willing to spend pills and resources.

Of course, even if the palm is broken like Sun Mingyu's, it will have some impact in the later stage.

But at least two months of training time will be delayed.

Hearing that Zhao Xuemei could recuperate well, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the blood in Zhao Xuemei's mouth also stopped, her consciousness was still clear, and she said with difficulty: "I...I'm fine..."

Fang Ping didn't say anything when he saw this, and it wasn't the first time that Zhao Xuemei was competitive.

Knowing that he was defeated this time, in the end, with the intention of hurting both sides, he defeated Wei Shujie.

Thinking of this, Fang Ping was a little curious, what happened to Wei Shujie?

It won't be abolished all at once, will it?

If this is the case, it will be worse than Sun Mingyu for a man.

Wei Shujie is not here at the moment, but in the inner room, and several people from Jingwu are also there, Fang Ping is not easy to watch the fun.

"Take good care of yourself."

Fang Ping reminded, seeing that Bai Ruoxi had also come, so he didn't stay here for long, and the gun was still in front.

...

The warriors exploded with all their strength, entered the arena, fought for life and death, and the victory and defeat were all extremely fast.

When Fang Ping and the others came back, they happened to see Fu Changding roaring and nailing Long Tao's thigh to the ground with a single shot!

"Those who dare to bully our Mowu will kill you!"

Fu Changding didn't know about Zhao Xuemei's situation yet, but obviously he wouldn't take it too lightly. He was also furious at the moment, and with all his strength, he directly killed him!

If Long Tao hadn't evaded in time just now, the one nailed to the ground at this moment would be his chest.

Coincidentally, Han Xu from Jingwu also came back.

Seeing this scene, Han Xu's expression was gloomy, and everyone in Jingwu also had an ugly expression.

Wei Shujie was seriously injured by Zhao Xuemei. The doctor said he tried his best to keep the thing. Anyway, the situation is very critical. Even if he can save it this time, he will not be able to take the stage in this round of competition.

Now that Long Tao was also seriously injured, and Fu Changding uttered wild words, how could everyone not be angry.

As the Jingwu instructor on the second floor admitted defeat, the medical team quickly carried people off the stage.

Five minutes into the battle, three people were seriously injured and stepped down!

Han Xu didn't wait for the referee to speak, and went directly to the stage with a spear.

As soon as Fu Changding saw him, he sneered and said, "What are you using a gun for? Just take out your sword."

"Fu Changding, do you think you can beat me?"

Han Xu was not in a hurry, and said lightly: "You learn to shoot, it should be a psychological shadow, right? I was shot and bedridden for two months..."

Fu Changding snorted coldly: "Is it meaningful to talk about Chen Zhima's rotten millet?

At the beginning, people who learned guns in the world were all influenced by you, Han Xu, what a joke! "

"You and Tang Songting were able to enter the exchange competition. It was beyond my expectation. I thought that there are so many magic and martial arts talents, and you two can't make it anyway." Han Xu said, and said: "But it doesn't matter, at the beginning You can't hold your head up if you can fight, and it's the same now!"

"Then try!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the spear rang softly, and it had already been shot!

Han Xu didn't accept the move either, and the figure moved and left the place in an instant.

Fu Changding had seen his footwork last time, and he was unambiguous at this moment. The spear instantly turned into a sweep, centered on him, and swept all directions!

The next moment, Han Xu's figure appeared.

"I originally wanted to save some effort, but after thinking about it again, I solved you neatly, using a gun, so that you will remember for the rest of your life, as long as I, Han Xu, use a gun, you will never be an opponent!"

Han Xu is still in the mood to speak at this moment, on the one hand, it is to damage Fu Changding's morale, and on the other hand, it also shows that he is indeed capable of doing things with ease.

"Buzz!"

There was a burst of explosions in the air, and Han Xu's spear quickly swept out, colliding with Fu Changding's spear.

"boom!"

Sparks fly.

The next moment, Han Xu's arms became thicker, and his temples collapsed.

Liu Huarong, who had been following the competition all the time, said in surprise: "Three times the bones are tempered, no, the upper limbs have been tempered, maybe more than 30%..."

Han Xu also tempered the bones of the lower limbs, but at this moment, his arms suddenly became thicker, bursting out with strong blood.

"I thought Han Xu was fast at footwork, but now it seems that Han Xu has been underestimated. He has 60 cards in his vitality and blood, which is not weaker than Fang Ping."

Chen Xueyan answered, "Fang Ping has met a formidable opponent. Han Xudu is faster than him, and he has mastered the trump card."

"The two may not meet."

"..."

After their words fell, Fu Changding had already fought Han Xu for more than ten moves in the arena.

Han Xu didn't explode every time, but his movements were faster than Fu Changding's. After more than ten moves, Fu Changding was obviously at a disadvantage.

Fu Changding's face was flushed at this moment, and he was also furious in his heart.

Suddenly, Fu Changding roared angrily: "Look at my Luo family gun!"

After all, the spear in his hand swung out instantly, and there was a wave of air in the shaking air.

Han Xu's face became a little more serious.

Not prepared to accept Fu Changding's trick, Han Xu made a move and chose to avoid it.

But the next moment, everyone was a little confused.

Fu Changding swept out the spear, but he threw the spear casually, and let the spear fly out, regardless of whether it would hurt people or not, there are so many masters present.

The spear flew out of the stage with a "swoosh", and before the strong man on the second floor could make a move, the referee grabbed the spear casually and caught it.

But Fu Changding threw out his spear, and he was already running towards Han Xu.

Han Xu's attention was attracted by the spear just now, and he didn't brush it for a while, but was hit close by Fu Changding.

"Bang bang bang..."

The two got close to each other, Fu Changding moved his fists and feet together, and Han Xu was unambiguous, and fought him in a close combat.

The two moved extremely fast, and a few seconds later, with a "bang", a figure flew out.

Everyone took a closer look, it was Fu Changding.

Fu Changding's face was pale at the moment, with blood oozing from his mouth, but he smiled triumphantly.

After laughing, he hurriedly looked to the second floor.

He himself will not admit defeat!

Tang Feng on the second floor looked helpless, and said, "Admit defeat!"

Only now did everyone have time to look at Han Xu. Han Xu's face was also a little pale, but he was much better than Fu Changding.

But Fu Changding's smug smile obviously has a reason.

At this moment, Han Xu's eyes were black and purple, and both eyes could not be opened, and there was blood dripping from his nose.

Fu Changding took him a few tricks and punched him several times in the face, almost disfiguring Han Xu.

Han Xu's energy and blood have not been exhausted, but his eyes are getting bigger and bigger, and there is a clear tendency to lose sight.

The first-rank warrior lost his eyesight, and it was difficult to listen to the wind and argue. At this moment, Han Xu obviously didn't have much combat power left.

"Beautiful fight!"

Seeing Fu Changding being carried down, Fang Ping rarely praised him.

After Han Xu was beaten like this, he might not be Yang Xiaoman's opponent next.

Fu Changding panted, and said with a difficult smile: "What is this? Look at his face, he insists on making him fight until the final with the pig's head on his head!"

Everyone was depressed just now because of Zhao Xuemei's serious injury, but now they are much better, and they suddenly laughed.

Yang Xiaoman was wearing a fist at the moment, and snorted: "Look at me, bastards who dare to hit women, I will make them look good!"

This is not only about Jingwu, but also about Fang Ping.

Fang Ping rolled his eyes, thought for a while and reminded: "Han Xu's eyesight is impaired, you should be able to deal with it, but Fang Wenxiang is not weak, don't get hurt too much, you have to fight them the day after tomorrow."

"Know!"

Yang Xiaoman didn't know if he listened or not, he had already stepped onto the ring.

{Old iron please remember}

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