Chapter 370 Is This Person Sick?

Few of the wild beasts are as polite as Zaku. Both men and women are careless. Saying hello is already the limit, and it is basically impossible to salute.

Zaku is different, his appearance is as rough as other wild beastmen, but his temperament is like a chivalrous man, and his arrogance is not vulgar.

"Zaku has come to power, this time the human race is probably going to lose."

"That is, Zaku obtained the true sword skill of Sahara, the titled sword master. On this basis, he combined his own skills to create a new sword skill. The master sword master said that he is extremely talented. As long as he does not die, he will definitely break through the high-level Get a title."

"It seems that the human race boy stopped here."

"It's already very good. Both Aguliu and Neha were defeated by him. I saw this kid draw with August Lake before."

"What? A tie with August Lake, it's impossible."

"Really, I saw it too, but it was unarmed."

"I thought why, unarmed is just pure strength, how strange it is to fight a tie."

"Don't forget that he is a human race."

"All right."

"You said that if Zaku launched a combo of swordsmanship, how many strokes at most can defeat that human kid?"

"Ten tricks, no more."

"I thought you were going to say a trick or two."

"Ten moves are terrifying enough. Even August Lake himself can't survive Zaku's sixteen combos of beast swordsmanship."

"Don't brag or criticize, that human kid still has some strength."

"Some strength, it seems that you are very strong, how many moves can you take against Zaku?"

"I'm not bragging to you. If I want to face Zaku, I only need three moves to decide the winner. One move is disabled, two moves are useless, and three moves are kneeling."

"Who is kneeling?"

"I."

"..."

The audience's discussion sounded into Chen Fang's ears, making him realize that what he had to face was a tough one.

After Zhagu finished his salute, he tore off his jacket to reveal his robust upper body, which was full of scars from claws, scratching swords, and began to manifest his armed forces.

Three black metals of different sizes and lengths were made of unknown metal, and their shape was similar to the machetes used by the sword masters in Warcraft.

A machete with the longest and widest width is carried behind Zaku, a machete with a length of more than one meter and a blade width of three fingers is hung on his waist, and a machete with a length of more than half a meter and a blade width of five fingers is in his hand.

Wearing a ring-shaped wide bracelet with slashed edges on his hands, and no other type of armor except for a pair of black shoes on his feet, Zaku stood shirtless on the ring with unrivaled momentum.

A total of seven armed parts can be melted and cast. Most awakened people have a full set of armor plus a weapon, or sacrifice a part to get an extra weapon.

It was just an accident for Chen Fang. If there were no restrictions on his incarnation skills, he would definitely choose heavy armor for casting weapons, just like the iron cans of the Blue Star Middle Ages.

But like Zaku, it is really rare to give up all other armor parts except shoes. This can be regarded as an extreme attack type player.

This kind of awakened people can live to the present, and all of them are very skilled and extremely fast people.

The alarm bell in Chen Fang's heart rang loudly, and he didn't dare to let go for a moment.

Zhagu saw that he was armed, but Chen Fang was on guard but not armed, so he frowned and said.

"Aren't you armed yet? No matter what kind of opponent I face, I always shoot with all my strength. This is a respect for the opponent."

No matter facing Aguliu or Neha, Chen Fang didn't wear any armor, and he didn't know whether he was confident or underestimated others. Zaku, who had the spirit of a lion, didn't like this attitude very much.

"My form of arming is a little different. Don't worry about it. It's not disrespecting you." Chen Fang didn't explain too much, and the matter of arming was unclear.

Zhagu looked at Chen Fang's "serious" expression, and after confirming that the other party was not trying to perfunctory him, he held the handle of the machete with both hands and assumed an assault posture.

Seeing this, Chen Fang bent over and held the strong scabbard at his waist with his left hand, and held it empty in front of the scabbard with his right hand, as if drawing the scabbard.

The two sides did not launch an attack immediately, as if they were waiting for something, and the audience held their breaths waiting for them to make a move.

A gust of wind blew by, stirring up some dust, and a spectator in the front row got some sand in his nasal cavity, and couldn't help but sneezed.

The sneeze was like a signal, causing Zhagu and Chen Fang to rush out at the same time, leaving an afterimage on the spot at the same time, two lines of knife light interlaced in the middle, and the respective afterimages were smashed by the opponent's body. They appeared on the ring back to back.

There was a long knife cut on Chen Fang's left waist, and blood flowed out, and there was a long wound with the same blood flow on Zaku's left shoulder.

After the first attack was over, neither side stood still, Zhagu raised his sword and charged at Chen Fang again, this time not as fast as the first time.

The weapon in Chen Fang's hand was shattered after drawing the sword, and while he turned to face Zaku, he stretched out his hand and pulled out a Tang straight sword from the magic circle in the armory that appeared at hand, and then with the force of his body rotation, he applied a double forceful horizontal cut , Knocking away Zhagu's blow, and taking advantage of the situation, raised the knife halfway and slashed Zhagu's head.

Facing the knife slashed by Chen Fang, Zaku, who was knocked away and could not stop him, did not panic. He raised his left hand and used the bracelet knife in his hand to parry. The abdomen was dissected.

Chen Fang jumped back and widened the distance to avoid the knife. He rushed forward with his toes landing on his heels, and Tang Dao pointed straight forward.

Zaku swings the machete sideways, the blade blocks the blow.

Zhagu relied on his skills to rely on the innate talent of the beastman, and Chen Fang relied on his physique, his open survey vision, and his foundation in physical skills. Both sides attacked each other and defended each other. Chen Fang tore off his stripped shirt, exposing his muscular body, and fought with Zaku, who was also shirtless.

Between swords and swords, more and more wounds were on the two of them, and blood flowed continuously, but this did not affect their surging fighting spirit. Instead, the blood stimulated the male's potential violent factors, and the moves of both sides exchanging injuries for injuries appeared more and more more.

This tyrannical fighting style made the audience under the ring see their blood boil with excitement, and they all cheered, their necks protruding with emotion.

Unlike the fanatical audience, Jimo and the others seemed very worried, their eyes were full of tension, and they kept silently praying that nothing would happen to Chen Fang.

After Zhagu and Chen Fang confronted each other in the arena, they jumped back to distance themselves.

"Be careful, from now on, I will use my sword skills."

Until now, Zaku felt that Chen Fang was worthy of using his sword skills to fight.

"I also know how to use sword skills."

As Chen Fang said, he took out a big sword from the armory and inserted it into the ring.

Zaku laughed boldly when he heard this.

"Human boy, let's compare whose sword skills are better."

"Okay." Chen Fang replied solemnly.

Zhagu's face was solemn, holding a knife and posing, a sense of power emerged spontaneously.

With his sword on his back, Chen Fang took out a handful of flower petals that were secretly picked up from the balconies of the roadside courtyards of all the residents in the city in the past two nights from his trouser pocket, which was actually an inventory, and threw his hands towards the sky.

All kinds of wilted petals slowly fell in the air, and Chen Fang stood in it with his whole body covered in bandages, looking very mentally retarded.

"This man is so sick!"

Someone in the audience under the ring shouted out everyone's aspirations.