The two of them were very excited.

"He doesn't use weapons! He's definitely going to lose! Yuanzhou is going to win!"

A corner of the spectator seat.

Seeing this scene, Chen Aimi couldn't help but feel happy.

In her opinion.

Zhang Muchen's decision was undoubtedly self-destructive!

"No weapons? He must have something to rely on for being so arrogant."

Zhang Ziyan narrowed her eyes, frowned, and a sense of curiosity surged in her heart.

I want to see.

What is Zhang Muchen's reliance.

He actually thinks that he can beat a warrior of the same realm with his bare hands!

"Ah, why doesn't Zhang Muchen use weapons?"

Zhou Xuelian in the VIP room.

Seeing this scene.

Suddenly, my heart was lifted.

When two warriors fight, the one with weapons in hand will naturally have the advantage!

Without weapons, how much can Zhang Muchen show his skills under the restraint of Zhang Yuanzhou's long sword?

"Confidence, or arrogance, the truth will soon be known."

Zhou Sheng said with a deep look in his eyes.

The advantages of weapons need not be elaborated.

Perhaps Zhang Muchen chose to go bare-handed not because he underestimated the enemy.

But he had absolute confidence in his own strength!

"Brother, I will make you regret your whole life!"

Zhang Yuanzhou was ecstatic, but he kept saying cruel words.

Brother actually gave up using weapons.

Isn't this just giving up the victory in vain! ?

"Hehe, let me show you what a desperate gap is!"

Zhang Muchen's mouth curled up with a sneer and chuckled.

In the blink of an eye.

His momentum suddenly changed.

Like a sleeping beast quietly awakening, ready to give the enemy a fatal blow.

"The game begins!"

The three-minute talk time is up, and the referee shouted loudly.

"Die!"

A trace of cruelty flashed in Zhang Yuanzhou's eyes, and he shouted in a low voice.

He clenched his sword tightly, and his blood burst out!

He was determined to go all out at the beginning of the game and not give Zhang Muchen a chance to pick up a weapon.

Swish!

A gust of wind whistled on the ring.

At the same time, Zhang Yuanzhou's figure disappeared instantly, leaving only a residual image.

The next moment.

Zhang Yuanzhou's figure emerged like a ghost.

Appeared again.

Already within three meters of Zhang Muchen!

The long sword pierced Zhang Muchen's throat with the momentum of breaking through the air.

This attack was as fast as lightning, extremely sharp, murderous, and merciless!

Most of the audience didn't even react yet.

Zhang Muchen was in danger!

Ding!

The tip of the sword hit Zhang Muchen, but it produced a spark and a strange metal collision sound.

Zhang Yuanzhou's pupils shrank wildly, and he saw an unbelievable scene.

He saw the place where the long sword hit.

Since when, diamond-shaped scales have grown - endless dragon scales!

"My full-strength attack can't break a scale? How is this possible!"

Zhang Yuanzhou's heart was in turmoil and he couldn't believe it.

The only thing left was to fight desperately.

He launched an attack again, and the long sword drew a series of dazzling sword beams in the air, pouring down on Zhang Muchen like a meteor shower.

Sparks flew, and the sword energy was pressing, but Zhang Muchen remained motionless!

"Oh my god, Zhang Muchen's physical training is too strong. He can stand without fighting back and not be hurt at all!"

"Is this the reason why Zhang Muchen can fight the enemy with bare hands? Is this the source of his confidence?"

"Dear audience, maybe today, we can finally see how powerful this genius who ranks first among freshmen is!"

The host was quick-witted and explained quickly in a shocked tone.

"This... this is beyond imagination! What kind of monster is Zhang Muchen? Is this the first among freshmen!"

"I have never seen such a powerful freshman. He really deserves the title of first!"

"It's so shocking. This is the first time I have seen someone who can withstand the attack and not move at all!"

At this time.

The audience was already in shock.

Speechless.

Everyone's face was filled with disbelief.

They originally thought.

This brotherly fight would be a wonderful contest of equal strength.

The result was unexpected.

Zhang Muchen didn't even use a weapon, even if he stood still, Zhang Yuanzhou couldn't even break his defense!

Exaggerated!

Outrageous!

"Brother, when you were in the second stage, could you do it like Zhang Muchen?"

Zhou Xuelian suddenly turned her head and asked with interest.

"This..."

Zhou Sheng was silent for a moment.

Finally shook his head and said frankly:

"Do

If you can't, I'm afraid there are not many people in the world who can do it. "

It's not difficult to defend with body-refining skills.

But low-level body-refining skills are not bulletproof vests.

It can't withstand the enemy's damage.

It has reached a critical point.

The body-refining skills will not be able to hold up, and the result is that it will collapse without attack, and it will be beaten and injured, and miss the opportunity.

Zhou Xuelian showed her little tiger teeth with satisfaction, took out her mobile phone, opened the forum, and posted a message.

"Zhang Muchen is so strong, is this my idol! Love it! ヾ(◍°∇°◍)ノ゙!"

After a few seconds.

A reply appeared under the post.

Zhou Xuelian knew the person who replied, it was the moderator 'Shushu'.

"Even if Zhang Muchen stood still, Zhang Yuanzhou couldn't break the defense. In this game, the winner must be Zhang Muchen! (≧∇≦)ノ! ”

Seeing everyone’s praise and admiration for Zhang Muchen.

Zhou Xuelian felt that it was a beautiful thing to share this love for her idol with someone, and her smile became more and more brilliant.

......

On the ring

Sparks and sword winds were surging.

Zhang Yuanzhou attacked continuously for several minutes, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his wrist.

He wanted to continue.

But he saw Zhang Muchen’s pair of cold eyes.

For some reason, he lost his courage.

No longer actively attacking, retreating to a safe distance.

“Hoohoo! How many swords did I stab just now? One thousand, two thousand, or three thousand? Why can’t I break his defense! What a joke, did I lose the game just like this! ”

Zhang Yuanzhou’s eyes were red, and his chest was like a worn-out bellows, constantly making heavy gasps.

He felt that his hands were filled with lead and were extremely heavy!

“Brother, is this your full strength? Too weak! So disappointing! "

Zhang Muchen showed a ferocious smile and said sarcastically.

After saying that.

This game.

He moved for the first time!

The movement was earth-shattering!

With a loud bang, the air seemed to be extremely compressed, and then suddenly exploded!

"Not good!"

When Zhang Yuanzhou realized that he should organize a counterattack.

It was too late!

A pair of iron fists slammed down and hit Zhang Yuanzhou's shoulders heavily.

"Ah! "

Zhang Yuanzhou screamed, his body instantly lost control and he fell to the ground.

But this was just the beginning!

Zhang Muchen was merciless and swung his fists wildly.

Each punch contained tremendous power!

Zhang Yuanzhou's bones were broken!

Zhang Yuanzhou's consciousness was scattered!

Zhang Yuanzhou was on the verge of death!

The spectators were stunned by this scene and couldn't believe what was happening before their eyes.

Brutal!

Too brutal!

Is this a fight between brothers?

Is it a fight between mortal enemies?

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