Rebirth of the City Immortal

Chapter 496 Lesson to Xiang Yu ([-])

The violent explosion blew up the ground beyond recognition, countless gravels splashed in all directions, and the snow on the ground was also lifted up by the air waves generated by the explosion, and fell down profusely again.

Xiang Yu's fist was blocked for the first time.

Before that, Ma Qi's sword light could not resist his fist at all, and would be smashed by him in an instant, but this time, Ma Qi's sword light was in a stalemate with his iron fist.

"Injured, that guy is injured!"

Lu Jia suddenly pointed to Xiang Yu's fist in surprise and shouted.

The others looked intently and found that Xiang Yu's fist was bleeding violently, and the knife glow had penetrated into the fist by more than ten centimeters. Even though the fist was big, the wound was so deep, it must have been cut into the bone.

Seeing this scene, Yuan Qianshan and the others were also happy, looking at the two people fighting in the arena expectantly.

"Do you really think you are the indestructible body of King Kong? Kid, let the old man die!"

Seeing that his blow worked, Ma Qi immediately showed ecstasy, especially since he knew that he was bound to die, and he had no scruples in his heart, which perfectly fit the artistic conception of Hell's Crazy Knife, and brought this set of heaven-level top-level combat skills to the fullest levels.

Immediately, the power of the sword glow skyrocketed, sinking deeper and deeper into Xiang Yu's fist.

"It hurts!"

Xiang Yu let out a cry of pain, and a smug expression appeared on his naive face:
"Overlord Iron Fist*Dragon Elephant is reborn, punching through the ages!"

In the horrified and puzzled eyes of everyone, Xiang Yu didn't retreat an inch, and unexpectedly stimulated his potential, and transformed into an ancient dragon elephant to bless his right fist, and then violently exerted force again, and stormed back.

"boom!"

"boom!"

An explosion far more violent than the previous one occurred in the big pit, and the entire valley was shaken.

The explosion sent smoke and dust all over the sky, blocking everyone's sight.

"Xiao Yu, you are crazy, don't want your fist?!"

Ouyang Fugui exclaimed, and wanted to rush down to save others, but was grabbed by Mo Changsheng.

"Boss?!" Ouyang Fugui looked at Mo Changsheng in confusion.

"Let him learn a lesson, that's why I specially arranged this battle!"

Mo Changsheng's face was very gloomy, and he stared at the field:

"Don't worry, he won't be hurt too badly!"

Others couldn't see clearly what was going on in the field, but with the help of his divine sense, Mo Changsheng could sense it clearly and knew that nothing would happen to Xiang Yu.

Seeing what Mo Changsheng said, Ouyang Fugui had no choice but to give up the rescue action and stare down intently.

Not only Ouyang Fugui, but others were also watching the center of the pit nervously, wanting to know the result of the duel between the two sides.

The gunpowder smoke from the explosion gradually dissipated, and the dust in the sky gradually settled. Everyone finally saw the situation in the arena clearly.

"Xiao Yu won!"

Ouyang Fugui couldn't help cheering, but on the contrary, Yuan Qianshan and the others looked mournful and sighed in disappointment.

After the dust settled, there was only one person standing on the spot, everyone took a closer look and confirmed the identity of that person, it was Xiang Yu!
There was a streak of blood hanging from the corner of Xiang Yu's mouth, and there was also blood flowing from his nostrils. It was obvious that he had suffered an internal injury, but compared with this, the injury on his right fist was more terrifying.

His right fist had returned to its normal size at this time, and a horrible wound that almost cut his right palm in half between the index finger and middle finger was bleeding continuously, and soon the ground under his palm was stained red.

Of course, compared with Xiang Yu, Ma Qi is even worse.

Not far from Xiang Yu, a human-shaped object lay quietly on the ground. This human-shaped object was Ma Qi. His muscles and bones were smashed by Xiang Yu, and his skin and part of his flesh and blood were also blown to ashes. He could no longer see his original face. , only this humanoid wreck remains.

"Unexpectedly, Ma Qi couldn't kill him with a desperate blow. This guy's strength is probably no less than me and Cao Keshu!"

Yuan Qianshan frowned tightly, but relaxed after a while:

"However, it seems that this kid is also seriously injured. Maybe he has no power to fight anymore. This is a blessing in misfortune!"

Xiang Yu swallowed a healing elixir, took out a bottle of medicinal powder, and sprinkled some on the wound on his right hand.

The medicinal powder was the top-quality external wound medicine refined by Mo Changsheng. It was very effective in treating trauma. It didn't take long for the wound to stop bleeding after the powder was applied, and the scabs formed soon.

Xiang Yu put away the two bottles, jumped into the big pit, looked at Mo Changsheng happily and said, "Brother Changsheng, I won!"

Xiang Yu felt that Mo Changsheng would be very happy if he won, but he didn't expect that Mo Changsheng's face was terribly ugly.

Ouyang Fugui had known for a long time that Mo Changsheng was in a bad mood, and had been winking with Xiang Yu all the time, but it was a pity that Xiang Yu was so happy that he didn't look at him at all.

Mo Changsheng looked at Xiang Yu with hatred for iron and steel, and he couldn't hold back after holding back for a long time, and taught a lesson:
"Happy? You still have the face to be happy?! How did I tell you before? Huh?"

"When fighting against the enemy, especially in life-and-death battles, remember not to be careless, and never give the enemy a chance to breathe. If you can seize the opportunity, then you must take advantage of his illness to kill him, and deal with the enemy as soon as possible!"

"But how did you do it? Huh? You had already blown his weapon away and gained the upper hand, but you just stopped! In the battle of life and death, you actually let him have a chance to arrange his funeral, and let him relax Loosely mobilizing the secret method used for desperate efforts, it seems that you are very capable, right? If Ma Qi’s treasured sword was of the spirit weapon level just now, you would be dead, do you know that?”

The more Mo Changsheng thought about it, the more angry he became, and he continued to teach:
"Also, your fists are hard, right? Your Overlord Iron Fist doesn't have long-range attacks, right? Your Overlord's Broken Halberd is for decoration, right?"

"Even if you want to exercise your overlord's iron fist, you must first ensure your own safety, and reserve enough hands to deal with all kinds of emergencies. How can you go through one muscle to the end? In addition to hard shaking, it is hard to shake. Could it be that the dragon elephant is born again? Is there no way to attack from a distance?"

"You don't need long-range combat skills. If you have to use your fists to fight against other people's swords, it seems that you are a tough guy, don't you? Knowing that your fists can no longer block the opponent's unique moves, won't you hide? I Are the cloud chasing boots given to you for looking good?"

"Why don't you use the Overlord's Broken Mountain Halberd? A lion fights a rabbit with all its strength. As long as you use all your strength from the beginning, how can you be injured? Can that broken knife block your Overlord's Broken Yueji?"

"Do you know that if you hadn't been the God of Overlord and your potential exploded at the last moment, your right hand would be gone!"

"Tell me, how many mistakes did you make in that battle just now?"

Mo Changsheng was so annoyed in his heart that he cursed so loudly that Xiang Yu's head almost fell below his neck, so he stopped with a sigh.

"Sure enough, I did everything possible to create this opportunity. It is completely correct. Without this kind of actual combat, you will never be able to become qualified monks! Fugui, come to the next match!"

(End of this chapter)