Chapter 163 No Way to Fight!

on stage.

Yang Xiaoman looked at Han Xu, gritted his teeth, didn't Han Xu restrain Fang Ping?

Okay, I beat this guy up today, so there's nothing to restrain him if he can't get on stage!

Although I don't want to admit it, Mowu is indeed Fang Ping the strongest, defeating Han Xu, Fang Ping has a higher probability of winning.

After the referee started speaking, Yang Xiaoman went straight to Han Xu.

Although Han Xu's eyes were severely swollen, he could still see a little.

Seeing that Yang Xiaoman was about to fight melee, Han Xu became ruthless.

From the beginning of the match against the Wuhan University League, he has been bullied again and again. Even if he is not weak, he has fought extremely hard.

Even though Fu Changding lost just now, his injuries were heavier than his.

But his eyes were red and swollen from the opponent's beating. At this moment, Han Xu only felt that his eyes hurt unbearably, and his mood became more and more irritable.

Yang Xiaoman got close, Han Xu didn't avoid it at all this time!

The next moment, Yang Xiaoman hit him directly in the face with an iron fist!

Han Xu became even more impatient and ruthless. He directly grabbed Yang Xiaoman's fists with both hands. He mainly tempered the bones of his lower limbs, and he still tempered them three times. It is not only by weapons that he can show his strength!

Firmly grabbing Yang Xiaoman's fists, Han Xu's leg forcefully swept out with his right foot!

Yang Xiaoman wasn't afraid of him either, he raised his leg and kicked, but it wasn't to defend, but to kick him in the vagina!

"asshole!"

The people under the Jingwu stage couldn't help cursing,

Are these women of Mowu so cruel?

Conquering Yin has become a must-have move!

Han Xu was not so angry this time, he clamped his legs and clamped her legs hard!

With a soft snort, this move worked for Wei Shujie, but it didn't work for him.

It's not that he's blind, it's just that his vision is slightly blurred.

Just as Han Xu was thinking, the two of them were entangled in hands and feet, and the distance between them was extremely close at this moment.

Yang Xiaoman didn't struggle too much, at this moment, he suddenly bumped his head forward!

"boom!"

This sound is extraordinarily loud!

Next, the two separated hands and feet, Yang Xiaoman staggered a few steps, his forehead was covered with blood.

Han Xu was even more unbearable, and he staggered to one side.

The next third grade, do not temper the skull!

Originally, Fu Changding punched him a few times in the face, but Yang Xiaoman almost killed him with his head!

...

offstage.

"Female warrior..."

Quite a few people muttered incomprehensibly, female warriors are all lunatics, don't even think about marrying female warriors!

Several instructors of Mowu on the second floor also looked shocked.

When did the girls in the team become so cruel?

Zhao Xuemei is fierce, they know it.

But Yang Xiaoman wasn't so ruthless before, right?

This collision of heads was not ambiguous at all, Han Xu was uncomfortable, and Yang Xiaoman was also uncomfortable, isn't this woman afraid of being disfigured?

...

Fang Ping in the backstage also shrank his neck, a little embarrassed, as long as this woman doesn't do this to himself someday.

Obviously, Yang Xiaoman didn't intentionally entangle the other party's hands and feet on a temporary basis, just to wait for this.

...

"Mowu's female team members..."

"You fought beautifully!" Before Liu Huarong finished speaking, Chen Xueyan answered, "Female fighters are not weaker than men!"

Seeing her eagerness to try, Liu Huarong gave a dry laugh, and carefully avoided her, all female warriors seemed to be lunatics.

While everyone was talking, Yang Xiaoman regained consciousness a little, and ran towards Han Xu again!

Han Xu has also improved a lot now, but he still has a headache.

The long spear that he had just put down was held in his hand again. Han Xu didn't use the gun anymore, twisted the long sword, and stabbed Yang Xiaoman straight.

Yang Xiaoman didn't give way at all!

Clenching fists with both hands, he directly grasped the long sword, allowing the power of the long sword to penetrate, and the tip of the sword pierced his shoulder. The man came to Han Xu again, and his head slammed forward again!

"F*ck!"

Han Xu was so angry that he couldn't help cursing!

Is there such a game?

Isn't it Zhao Lei who has the iron head skill?

You, Yang Xiaoman, are a woman, can you stop doing this!

Curses come and go, but Yang Xiaoman grabbed him with a sword, and his shoulder blades were injured, so he wouldn't give him a chance to escape.

"boom!"

A muffled sound sounded again.

Han Xu couldn't hold it any longer this time, and stepped back while clutching his head. He was dizzy, and his eyes completely lost sight.

There was also more blood on Yang Xiaoman's forehead, and he looked a little hideous.

The woman took the initiative and hit her with her forehead, but she was much more sober than Han Xu.

As soon as Han Xu retreated, Yang Xiaoman charged up like a tiger again!

Han Xu, who heard the movement, hurriedly retreated, but his eyesight was poor, and Yang Xiaoman chased him after a while!

This time Yang Xiaoman was even more ruthless, he didn't grab the sword directly, let the long sword pierce his arm, and hit his head again!

Han Xu was going crazy, and hurriedly threw his head back.

The next moment, Yang Xiaoman showed his true intentions, kicking his genitals swiftly and violently!

"asshole!"

Han Xu's legs quickly tightened, and he grabbed her long legs, but he didn't know if it was too late, maybe he was kicked, and a lot of sweat oozes from Han Xu's head, mixed with blood, rolling down his face.

Yang Xiaoman didn't feel well either, blood flowed profusely from his shoulder, but he was still fierce, grabbing his shoulder with both hands, and hit him with his head again!

"boom!"

For the third time, the two heads collided.

This time, Yang Xiaoman fell on his head.

Han Xu staggered and rolled directly from the edge of the ring, completely motionless except for his chest heaving.

...

"This... this game, it's so special..."

Liu Huarong said dryly, and quickly said: "But Mowu's team members are really strong-willed, Yang Xiaoman, a girl, beats boys even more..."

He wanted to say cruelty, but it was hard to say.

It was rare for Chen Xuemei to show a smile, and said: "Female warriors should be like this, Mowu's female warriors fight very beautifully! Very straightforward!

Yang Xiaoman is not Han Xu's opponent, even though Han Xu consumed a lot of vitality in the early stage.

But Yang Xiaoman's movements are not as fast as his, and he may not be able to consume more energy than him. Now that Han Xu has been hit hard three times, and his lower yin has also been injured, I don't think he may be able to participate in tomorrow's competition. "

"Wei Shujie, Long Tao, and Han Xu cannot participate. If Jingwu loses this time, will they still have the strength to face the Wuda League tomorrow?"

"The same goes for Mo Wu. Neither Zhao Xuemei nor Yang Xiaoman will be able to participate in tomorrow's match. Fu Changding should be able to do so. If someone gets injured later on, Mo Wu loses. Tomorrow, he may not be able to defeat the Wu Da League, which still has second-rank warriors in charge."

"This game was played with ups and downs, and the Wuda League may not have a chance to turn around..."

"In the next round, Jingwu Fang Wenxiang will face Mowu Tang Songting."

...

Backstage, Fang Ping glanced at Yang Xiaoman who was being carried down, and was a little at a loss for what to say.

Now that Tang Songting was about to take the stage again, Fang Ping could only take care of one side, thought for a while and said to the others: "Go and see Yang Xiaoman, these women are really..."

I really can't say anything!

As he said that, Fang Ping glanced at Fu Changding who had just come back with a limp, and sighed, "It's even harder than you."

Fu Changding panted heavily, and said helplessly, "Don't treat them as women... Yunxi is better..."

Chen Yunxi's expression changed all of a sudden, she gave him a hard look, and walked towards the medical room.

Fu Changding was a little embarrassed, Fang Ping ignored them, looked at Tang Songting and said, "Don't get hurt again, if you get seriously injured again, there won't be enough people for the finals."

The two women's finals can't be played, but he, Fu Changding, and Zhao Lei can still play.

But Tang Songting couldn't play, and the five first-rank peak players couldn't get together.

Tang Songting nodded and walked out.

...

Three minutes later, Tang Songting came back and was carried down.

Broken arms!

Fang Ping was completely speechless, don't even think about fighting this guy in the finals.

Fang Wenxiang on the stage was still relaxed. Obviously, he didn't spend much energy just breaking Tang Songting's arms.

Tang Feng also came over at this moment, and said in a deep voice: "There are still two people on the other side, if you lose, then keep your strength..."

Fang Ping snorted softly, and said in a bad mood: "If the school didn't give me a supplement of the elixir, I would have pierced through them directly. How can it be like now, and the three injuries will end!"

Tang Feng frowned, and said after a while: "Don't be too proud!"

"It's not arrogance, it's self-confidence! But I also know that I don't want to give everyone a chance to be on stage.

That being the case, I disabled the remaining two, and the others let you play slowly with them at the end! "

Fang Ping didn't make a strong request, that's why.

Mowu's team members have been preparing for the battle for so long, are they willing to not give them the stage?

Although he is injured now, he is not dead. It is fine if he is not dead. It is okay to delay for a month or two. Everyone has made fast progress before and will not be left behind.

The others have all fought on stage, and Fang Ping thinks it's about the same.

"I disabled Fang Wenxiang and that so-and-so, tomorrow the Wuhan University League will disable one or two of them, and the reserve team can play with them the day after tomorrow."

Putting these words aside, Fang Ping walked out with the knife in hand.

"This kid..."

Tang Feng didn't even know where he got his confidence.

Although Fang Ping was strong, he wasn't outrageous. When he met Han Xu and Fang Wenxiang, he might not be able to win.

This was also the reason why he didn't let Fang Ping in. He was afraid that Fang Ping would be disabled and it would be difficult to fight in the future.

...

In the arena.

Fang Ping looked at Fang Wenxiang, didn't care about the time, and asked with a smile, "Fang's family in East Lake?"

"yes."

"I have the same surname as me. Your family almost caused me to be beaten up by my tutor, because my tutor hates people with the surname Fang."

Fang Wenxiang frowned, and said lightly: "Really? I'm sorry."

"No, the best way to apologize is to beat you hard."

Fang Ping bared his teeth and said with a smile: "Besides, I have been unhappy with your armguards for a long time!"

"Um?"

Fang Wenxiang laughed, shook his head and said, "You are very confident."

"Because I'm very strong, I don't think it's very interesting to fight the first-rank warriors. My goal is the stars and the sea..."

...

second floor.

An old man suddenly laughed and said: "Old Huang, when did you Mowu little fellow talk so much nonsense?"

Huang Jing said calmly: "Lu Fengrou's student, old ghost Fang, it's better to be careful, Lu Fengrou has long wanted to kill you."

"Hehe, Lu Fengrou is relying on..."

"What? Not convinced?"

"Hehe, I don't care about you, I want to see what Lu Fengrou's students can do."

...

Accompanied by the words of the two masters on the second floor.

Off the stage, Fang Ping continued: "Aren't you very confident? You have always been on the defensive, but this time, let's just be a bit more careful, don't hide, how about it?"

Fang Wenxiang frowned again, "If you think so, I don't mind!"

"Okay, you said it!"

Before Fang Ping finished speaking, the long saber was already in the air!

"Buzz!"

This time, the air vibrated extremely violently, and a spectator watching the battle in the front row felt the pressure instantly!

"The ultimate move of the Bloody Crazy Knife!"

Liu Huarong was also shocked, and exclaimed, "Fang Wenxiang, get out of the way!"

The burst of Qi and blood reached a hundred calories!

Before the long sword arrived, Fang Wenxiang already felt a strong threat and tremendous pressure!

"Roar!"

Fang Wenxiang roared, and quickly raised his arms to block!

Dodge a ghost, Fang Ping is with you like a shadow, his movements are not as fast as Fang Ping, dodge is the end of being split in half by Fang Ping!

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the long knife hit the arm guard, rubbing sparks on the arm guard.

Fang Wenxiang roared violently, but his legs were still bent down, his face was flushed, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

Just when he thought he blocked the knife.

Liu Huarong was shocked again: "Double Slash!"

"Ultimate double slash!"

The so-called unique move, a first-rank martial artist must burst out about a hundred calories of blood, that is called a unique move.

A first-rank martial artist, who had been bone-hardened for the second time, had only about 300 cards of high qi and blood.

Double slash, that is more than 200 cards of qi and blood, which almost consumes all qi and blood that can be used, two swords can't cut the enemy, and warriors with insufficient qi and blood are almost at the mercy of others.

Fang Wenxiang heard it too, and felt the pressure from above his head.

Thinking of Fang Ping's energy and blood being exhausted, and catching this move, Fang Ping would be slaughtered by others, Fang Wenxiang didn't hesitate anymore, roared again, and shouted: "Shake the sky!"

One punch shakes the sky, instead of defending, it is better to take the initiative to attack!

"8o card blood burst!"

Chen Xueyan was also shocked, these two are so strong!

"when!"

The loud noise came out again, Fang Ping took a small step back, but Fang Wenxiang took several steps back one after another, blood dripping from his mouth.

Not only was blood dripping from the mouth, the fist wrapped in the glove, blood also slowly dripped from the vent hole in the glove's design.

Although Fang Wenxiang took the stab hard, his fists were severely injured, and it is not surprising that his bones were broken.

"I'll see how you die!"

Fang Wenxiang roared, his energy and blood were not consumed as much as Fang Ping's!

Before the words fell, Fang Wenxiang had already flown forward, his fists could no longer move, he still had legs!

At this moment, Fang Ping on the opposite side suddenly opened his mouth and said, "The elixir is here, do you want to take it?"

After finishing speaking, Fang Ping's energy and blood suddenly began to recover quickly!

"F*ck!"

Fang Wenxiang almost forgot about this, Fang Ping didn't take medicine in the middle of the game, he almost forgot.

Just when he took the initiative to send it to the door, Fang Ping made a third strike again!

"Admit defeat!"

Someone shouted loudly on the second floor, and the referee hurriedly pulled Fang Wenxiang back.

As soon as they retreated, Fang Ping stepped forward to catch up!

On the second floor, a strong man said angrily: "Admit defeat, chase after me!"

"I took the elixir, if you pay me the elixir, I won't chase after it!"

Fang Ping was also furious, I just ate a first-grade Qi and blood pill, and before I chopped it out, you actually surrendered!

"you……"

The referee was also a little speechless at the moment, and had no choice but to kick Fang Ping's long knife. He didn't dare to take this knife with his bare hands.

After all, Fang Ping was only at the first rank, and when the referee of the fifth rank made a move, Fang Ping's blade slipped sideways in an instant, and hit the pillar next to the ring.

With a "bang", the pillar was split into pieces.

Panting, Fang Ping stared at Fang Wenxiang who was still in fear, and hummed: "You are lucky, you wait the day after tomorrow and admit defeat early, or you will definitely be hacked to death!"

"you……"

Fang Wenxiang's face was flushed, and he spat out another mouthful of blood. Just now, he had been stabbed twice, and he was seriously injured!

"Will you be able to take the stage the day after tomorrow? Probably not, but you won't compensate me for the loss of my elixir. I will hack you once!"

"I...poof..."

Fang Wenxiang was completely dizzy, really dizzy, and the blood in his mouth flowed freely.

...

The face of Grandmaster Fang on the second floor was all black.

Huang Jing smiled and said: "Old ghost Fang, this kid's family is poor, and every pill is a treasure. Your grandson won't pay him any pills. I promise, what he said is true, every time I encounter it, I will hit him once!"

"snort!"

"Don't hum, your Fang family don't want to make a move, this is my Mowu student, and also Lu Fengrou's student, you let your grandson think about it..."

After all, Huang Jing said unintentionally again: "Tsk tsk, take a elixir in advance, and come up with a unique trick of three consecutive slashes, can it be four consecutive slashes, five consecutive slashes?

Hey, Jingwu be careful, this time he was hacked to death, it's not that we didn't save people. "

As soon as these words came out, the faces of Jingwu's instructors were also a little dark, so how can they fight?

Because Fang Ping, who was in the audience, swallowed two first-grade Qi and Blood Pills at the moment, and his Qi and blood gradually recovered.