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Chapter 12 Warm-up is over! 30 meters is your limit, right?

As time passed, the competition between Zhao Tian and Jia Zhengyu became more and more dangerous.

Zhao Tian was still dodging the attacks of the dragon-pecking cone. As he moved around, his body was slowly pushed to the wall.

Now, everyone has the same opinion, Zhao Tian has fallen into an absolute disadvantage.

Although the flying knife he controlled was not slow, it could barely withstand the attack of a dragon-pecking cone.

There were several times when Zhao Tian couldn't avoid it, but this flying knife could always block Zhao Tian's dragon-pecking cone attack at such a critical moment at an extremely weird and tricky angle.

This also shows that Zhao Tian has practiced the foreign object technique to a certain level and has his own understanding.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to control the flying knife for such precise defense.

But the gap in hard power could never be made up. Although this flying knife could block many key attacks for Zhao Tian, ​​it could only go so far.

As the speed of pecking the dragon cone became faster and faster, and the attacks became more and more frequent, Zhao Tian became more and more embarrassed to hide.

Big beads of sweat broke out from Zhao Tian's forehead from time to time and slid down his cheeks.

However, Zhao Tian had no time to wipe it, because the intensive attacks from the dragon-pecking cone almost overwhelmed him.

Zhao Tian moved around more and more, and his breathing became heavier and heavier.

Several times, the dragon-pecking cone flew past Zhao Tian's clothes.

Some small, flat holes began to appear on Zhao Tian's luxurious clothes.

Everyone can clearly see that Zhao Tian's physical strength is being rapidly consumed by Jia Zhengyu. If this continues, Zhao Tian will definitely lose.

Feng Xingtong had some worry on his face.

"Dad, it looks like Brother Tian is going to lose!"

Feng Zhenghao's brows also wrinkled slightly, and he couldn't help but start to make mental calculations.

Zhao Tian, ​​​​Zhao Tian, ​​have reached this stage, are they still planning to hide their clumsiness?
What about your martial arts foundation?What about your morning arrangements?
If you have any trump cards, you can use them now!

Otherwise, you won’t be able to use it after a while!
At the beginning, Feng Zhenghao was looking forward to Zhao Tian's trump card.

But now he could only sigh in his heart.

Hey, sure enough!
The gap in hard power is so big that any tricks are useless.

Just when Feng Zhenghao was thinking this in his heart, the situation on the field changed again!
Just as Zhao Tian's flying knife deflected the attack of a dragon-pecking awl, it was hit by another dragon-pecking awl.

The flying knife was bounced far away!
Plugged into the far ceiling.

Suddenly, Zhao Tian's situation took a turn for the worse.

It will take a while before he can control the flying knife to fly back, but now, Zhao Tian is facing the attack of three dragon-pecking cones!

A fierce light flashed in Jia Zhengyu's eyes.

good chance!
He took a step forward and pushed forward suddenly with his right hand!
Under Jia Zhengyu's control, three dragon-pecking awls stabbed towards Zhao Tian in three directions.

One pierced Zhao Tian's face and the other pierced Zhao Tian's ribs from the side.

And the last dragon-pecking awl drew a long arc, went around Zhao Tian's back, and stabbed towards Zhao Tian's vest!
The attacks of the three dragon-pecking cones are each extremely dangerous!

Especially the last dragon-pecking cone, which bypasses Zhao Tian's field of vision, is the most difficult to deal with. If you are not careful, you will be successfully attacked.

It seems that this competition started with a sneak attack and will also end with a sneak attack.

Everyone's eyes widened, thinking that this blow would determine the outcome!
Because in their opinion, it was impossible for Zhao Tian to defend against all the dragon-pecking cone attacks.

Feng Shayan felt that her heart skipped a beat, and she forgot to breathe for a moment.

Worried about Zhao Tian's safety, she subconsciously activated her ability to block the dragon-pecking cone behind Zhao Tian.

Even if there is a risk of injury, do it anyway!

Feng Zhenghao's expression was serious, and he was secretly worried for Zhao Tian, ​​ready to stop the game at any time.

Just when Feng Zhenghao was about to tell Jia Zhengyu to stop, he found that Zhao Tian's original serious and cautious expression was gone!
Instead, there was a relaxed smile.

The next second, under everyone's shocked eyes, Zhao Tian, ​​who was bare-handed, slightly bent his knees and reached down with one hand. Then, Zhao Tian suddenly stood up straight and waved a palm directly towards the sky!
What is Zhao Tian doing?
There is no dragon-pecking cone in the direction of the head! !
Besides, just one slap is not enough, the dragon-pecking cone comes from three directions!Their doubts only lasted for a moment before they were overshadowed by shock again.

Because at the next moment, a terrifying force of energy formed instantly and rushed upward!
Zhao Tian's surroundings were instantly covered by terrifying Qi waves.

As soon as the three dragon-pecking cones hit the waves, it was as if they had hit a big river head-on, and they were directly bounced away far away!

After flying a long distance, the three dragon-pecking cones stabilized their constantly trembling cones under Jia Zhengyu's control.

Even the ceiling above Zhao Tian was shaken by this terrifying energy!

"What the hell?? What is this??"

Young Feng Xingtong was dumbfounded and screamed subconsciously.

Beside him, Feng Zhenghao frowned, carefully observing Zhao Tian's movements and Zhao Tian's burst of energy.

"Why does this Qi Jin feel a bit like Splitting the Sky Palm?"

Then, his expression became even more complicated.

"There's no such trick in Splitting the Sky Palm."

After hearing what his father said, Feng Xingtong's face became even more surprised!

"Split the air palm?? This power, this range! Isn't it too outrageous??"

On the other side, Feng Shayan was also restrained by the powerful Qi wave that Zhao Tian suddenly erupted!
Her pretty face was slightly red, her mouth was slightly open, and her emotions of surprise and joy were all written on her face.

Next to Feng Shayan, the youngest Feng Yaya danced excitedly.

"Okay! Come on, Brother Tian!"

The young Feng Yaya had not yet realized how powerful Zhao Tian's palm was!
All she knew was that Zhao Tian, ​​who had been suppressed until now, finally broke out, and the handsome brother Tian was about to beat Uncle Jia in turn!
Fun, really fun!

At this time, the most shocking person was Jia Zhengyu who was facing off against Zhao Tian.

Although he looked very relaxed before, he kept pressing Zhao Tian down and beating him.

But Jia Zhengyu knew in his heart that by exerting the art of controlling objects with all his strength, his own Qi was also being consumed rapidly.

The failure to capture Zhao Tian made Jia Zhengyu a little anxious.

Therefore, after finally finding an opportunity just now, Jia Zhengyu used the vicious move of firing three dragon-pecking awls at the same time.

However, his full blow was easily neutralized by Zhao Tian's palm.

This is too outrageous!
So you are so strong?Before the relationship, you were pretending to be a weakling with me, right?

He is the controller of the dragon-pecking cone, so he naturally knows how terrifying the power he faced just now is!
Zhao Tian's palm actually blew away the dragon-pecking cone!

It even caused him to briefly disconnect from the dragon-pecking cone!
What this means, Jia Zhengyu knows best.

That is, the power of Zhao Tian's palm is far beyond his imagination, it can penetrate gold and stone with just a flick of his hand!

Just based on this move, Jia Zhengyu can judge that Zhao Tian's strength is definitely not inferior to his own!

Jia Zhengyu swallowed. For the first time, he felt an inexplicable sense of oppression from Zhao Tian.

It was a feeling similar to fear and shock mixed together.

It was as if his body was instinctively refusing to fight Zhao Tian in front of him!
At this time, Zhao Tian, ​​who was standing in front of him, patted the non-existent dust on his shoulders and said in a relaxed tone.

"The warm-up is almost over. 30 meters is your limit, right? Master Jia"

Jia Zhengyu's expression was startled, and then he immediately reacted.

Did he notice the move I just took a step forward?
This kid's combat intuition is so terrifying? !

At this time, Zhao Tian smiled faintly.

"My limit is more than 30 meters."

Then, Zhao Tian slowly spread his hands.

Following his movement, the weapons placed on the shelves on both sides of the training room began to tremble slowly.
(End of this chapter)