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Chapter 84 Du Beiting, please enlighten me (please subscribe)
"Oh!"

There was a dull sound of claws striking.

The sleeves of the two men trembled violently.

Especially Zhang Fanghai.

He didn't hold back at all.

As soon as he made a move, he used all his strength and slashed hard at Mu Guozi with his claws.

But Mu Guozi's hands could not be shaken at all, like a piece of dark iron that was forged, weighted, and reinforced.

Cutting it with all your strength is like hitting an extremely hard iron lump.

My finger bones felt a bit hard and painful, and I couldn't stop trembling.

Seeing this, Mu Guozi's eyes immediately lit up.

He quickly stepped forward and stretched out his right paw, trying to grab Zhang Fanghai's arm and wrap it around him.

But the moment his fingertips touched Zhang Fanghai's arm.

Zhang Fanghai's retracted claws suddenly changed his moves in the middle, and his fingertips were clasped diagonally downwards. He was very fast, like a snake swimming out of a cave, and he directly left Mu Guozi to catch him.

Only a few blurry afterimages could be seen in the air, and a claw scraped at Mu Guozi's lower body.

Mu Guozi's eyes suddenly changed.

Naturally, he could sense Zhang Fanghai's intentions.

If he were hit by this claw, let alone being injured, the winner would be determined directly.

He shoved the ground with his feet, but he just had time to lean back slightly.

There was a "tearing" sound from Mu Guozi's thigh, accompanied by a burning tingling sensation.

The cotton fabric of his trousers was scratched hard, the skin and flesh of his thighs were torn open, and several bloody traces appeared immediately.

Without hesitation, Mu Guozi swung his legs inward and used them one after another. While sweeping away Zhang Fanghai's next claw, his upper and lower claws made a "black jade pounding dragon" attack directly on Zhang Fanghai's middle and upper plate, causing him to stop abruptly. Attack, lean back and take a few steps back.

Mu Guozi's claws could only sweep in front of Zhang Fanghai.

"It seems that my guess is correct. After my test just now, although your black jade claws are stronger and stronger than mine, their speed and flexibility are far inferior to mine."

Zhang Fanghai looked at Mu Guozi, who was pursuing him with a heavy face, and couldn't help but smile, "If this is the case, then the matter will be solved easily."

The black jade throat wiping hand strangled Zhang Fanghai's throat. Zhang Fanghai's face was calm and he calmly ducked down to avoid it.

Simultaneously.

Not forgetting to use both hands to cut into the middle and lower body of Mu Guozi in the shape of claws.

In just a few breaths, the two had already fought for more than ten rounds.

The most aggrieved person is none other than Mu Guozi.

From beginning to end, he never even touched the corner of Zhang Fanghai's clothes.

Not to mention meeting Zhang Fanghai personally.

From the beginning to the end, Zhang Fanghai had no intention of confronting him head-on. He always avoided Mu Guozi's attack and then launched a counterattack.

After several rounds of fighting, Mu Guozi exerted all his strength with every claw and was already slightly out of breath.

Furthermore, his clothes were in tatters and there were claw marks of varying degrees of injury everywhere.

The bright red blood dyed the clothes red.

Seeing this, Zhang Fanghai's offensive became more fierce, rapid and intensive, intending to win a quick victory.

In just a few seconds, nearly dozens of claw moves were made.

Seeing that Muguo Zizhen's hand was pressing down to defend, the upper market was empty.

Zhang Fanghai quickly withdrew his left hand and stabbed out with his right hand at lightning speed.

The last "Lingfeng Throat Detection" hit Mu Guozi's throat, and he bit down. The two fingertips were like blades, pressing against both sides of his Adam's apple, but without using any force to crush it.

"Leader Mu, you lose."

Zhang Fanghai looked at each other calmly.

Mu Guozi's hand stretched out in the air stopped abruptly.

His expression was complicated. He glanced at Zhang Fanghai and pursed his lips, but didn't say much.

He bowed his hands to Zhang Fanghai, the gang leader and others, then turned and retreated, heading towards the crowd below.

Zhang Fanghai, on the other hand, took steps towards the direction of Du Beiting and the five others.

Replace Mu Guozi's position promotion qualifications. "I knew that the winner must be Zhang Fanghai."

"To be honest, Mu Guozi was too frustrated in this sparring match.

Zhang Fanghai's "Spiritual Wind Claw", a claw technique that favors flexibility and change, directly forms a natural restraint compared to Mu Guozi's "Black Jade Claw".

From beginning to end, Mu Guozi never even touched the corner of Zhang Fanghai's clothes.

His speed couldn't keep up with the opponent at all. "

“Indeed, Mu Guozi’s case is just bad luck.

If you meet other warriors of the same realm, you can bump into them.

But he was challenged by Zhang Fanghai from the very beginning. No matter the speed of movement, attack or dodge, he was crushed in all directions.

This is really impossible to deal with. "

"By the way, apart from Mu Guozi, there is another leader who was recommended by the hall master and qualified for nomination.

This person's reputation is not even as high as that of Mu Guozi, so I'm afraid he will be targeted by other powerful leaders. "

Sure enough, this person had just spoken.

Three people in the crowd stood up.

The person who spoke first was a woman.

She has long, thick hair tied into a high ponytail with a straw rope.

His appearance is ordinary, his skin is rough and dark, and he looks like he often basks in the sun.

Wearing a black cloth suit and loose trousers, both palms were wrapped with tight white bandages.

"My wife, Mu Yuanxiang, is the leader of Huafeng Town. I want to challenge Du Beiting, the leader. Please allow me, the gang leader."

"That's right."

Liang Qingxiong said the same thing.

Mu Yuanxiang quickly walked out of the crowd.

Du Beiting also walked out from among the six people, took a few steps forward, and came to the open space where the martial arts competition was held.

"It's Mu Yuanxiang! Haha, I knew this bitch wouldn't be able to sit still and would definitely take action!"

"Who is Mu Yuanxiang? I have often heard about her from the brothers in the southern district of the outer city."

"Mu Yuanxiang.

A rare martial arts idiot in our gang.

Day in and day out, for more than twenty years, I have been practicing martial arts hard almost all the time.

She specializes in boxing and martial arts.

Moreover, he also practiced two disciplines, namely "Haishan Fist" and "Eight-Edge Fist".

Both martial arts have been practiced for dozens of years.

This guy has stayed at the peak level of blood accumulation for longer than Zhang Fanghai, which has been seven years.

It's a pity that his talent in martial arts training is too poor.

After so many years, I have yet to reach the threshold of accumulating blood for the second time.

Without enough talent, it is estimated that she will never be able to break through the bottleneck of secondary blood accumulation in her lifetime. "

"That's not necessarily the case. The cultivation of qi and blood emphasizes the four words "when everything comes naturally".

Maybe if she continues to practice for a few more years, she can complete the second accumulation of blood.

But she will probably be 40 years old by then.

The second accumulation of blood is not completed until the age of 40, and the strength of Qi and blood will inevitably decline.

No matter how strong your strength is, it is ultimately limited. "

The two looked directly at each other. Mu Yuanxiang smiled slightly and took the lead in bowing his hands and saluting, "Leader Du, I have offended you so much."

After saying that, the smile on her face disappeared, and her whole demeanor suddenly changed.

Make fists with your left and right hands, place them on both sides of your chin, swing them back and forth, and keep rising and falling on your toes to create an offensive stance.

Du Beiting's expression didn't change much. He spread his left hand in front of his face, hid his right hand behind his waist, and said a word.

"Du Beiting, please enlighten me!"

(End of this chapter)