fifth form

"The Wang family is good at mid-range and long-distance control strikes. Genetic fighting techniques are related to 'spider'. The genetic weapon used by Professor Wang is Linglong Flying Blade. This flying blade can circle around the body at will for cutting strikes in a radius of 20 meters. Associate Professor Wang Yi'an focuses on It's multi-strike, I don't know about his genetic weapons, but he just made 38 different kinds of knives, forks, and nails, and those little things will go around... oops..."

After moving to a safe place, Ren Wuyang continued the topic.

But in just a few tens of seconds, Ren Wuyang cried out in pain.

"Would you like to come to my side and hide for a while?" Zhang Xuezhou asked with concern.

"You can't hide, it's rare that two fifth-sequence masters are fighting, and they are all staring here!"

There was a sound of messy footsteps, accompanied by bursts of blows and muffled hums.

"20 meters, be good!"

From time to time, there was a sound of exclamation from Ren Weisheng.

The strike range and the effective strike range are two different things. It can strike at a distance of 20 meters, but it is difficult to maintain most of the lethality at a distance of 20 meters.

Ren Wuyang was obviously weighing the advantages and disadvantages of this strike method and the dragon-tiger fighting technique.

Deterrence and suppression has always had the reputation of "flat push", but the scope of deterrence and suppression is also limited.

If the opponent has long-range strikes, this is what Ren Wuyang and others need to be extremely prepared for.

"Zhi Ge Jue will definitely be able to deal with it."

He was locked in a medical airtight jar and couldn't get out.Zhang Xuezhou had no choice but to stop his desire to watch the excitement.

He muttered bitterly.

Even though Zhang Xuezhou has seen a lot, his knowledge of genetic fighting techniques is limited, and the more such knowledge, the better.

He can only get some relevant content from the newsletter at the moment.

If he wanted to crack the Wang family's genetic fighting technique, Zhang Xuezhou could only think of Zhi Ge Jue.

This kind of magic can make the body surface form a mana film, which not only weakens the wound caused by the sword, but also makes the sword deviate from the direction when slashing. The best way to save life.

If there are any flaws in the Zhi Ge Jue, this Jue can only defend against the blows of metal and iron objects, and it is useless in the face of blows from fists, feet, palms, etc.

But for the empress, the opponent is not afraid of any close combat, and doesn't care about fists and feet.

"Morrow's mana has recovered, and I will practice more here!"

Feeling the bottoming out of mana brought about by practicing the Bigu technique, Zhang Xuezhou had no choice but to rank Zhigejue in the second place, and wait for his body's mana to recover before doing tentative practice.

He was stuffy in the medical airtight tank, listening to the noisy sound from the transmitter, and after waiting for nearly 10 minutes, Zhang Xuezhou saw a male head nurse rushing into the medical room.

"Why did the formula with a twelve-hour therapeutic effect run out in four hours? Is it out of warranty?"

After some inspection, the male head nurse also looked incomprehensibly puzzled.

It was only after Zhang Xuezhou knocked on the wall of the tank that he hurriedly opened the tank.

The clean spray water rinsed Zhang Xuezhou's body up and down, and the male head nurse quickly recorded the relevant data.

"Young master, there seems to be some small problems in our X446 body repair process. I will record everything for you, and I will give you an explanation when I report to the competent department!"

Looking at Zhang Xuezhou who stepped out of the tank and dressed himself, the male head nurse added to his embarrassment and flattery.

The person who can use the X446 body repair technology is either rich or expensive, and he does not want to ask for anything in return, but does not want to be involved in trouble.

Today's Xuefu Medical Center is in a mess, not only involving related transfers, but also involving the dispute between the big boss and the second boss.

Hearing the muffled voices in the transmitter, he felt that the two bosses might be fighting.

"It seems that you know something?" Zhang Xuezhou pointed to the still remaining sound transmitter.

"The big boss and the second boss seldom show up at our side. It's definitely not a good thing." The male head nurse said, "They brought a group of people, and they probably started working in the conference hall on the sixth floor!"

"So there was a fight on the sixth floor!"

Zhang Xuezhou nodded, he understood where Wang Haoran and Wang Yi'an were fighting fiercely.

"How do I get to the conference hall on the sixth floor?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.

"There is an elevator 20 meters ahead here, as long as you press the five numbers [-] on the floor button, you can go straight to the sixth floor." The head nurse said: "Be careful when you go up, I heard that the two bosses They are all Lianjiazi, playing with a big flower stick that weighs a hundred catties is no different from us holding a clothes pole."

"Hi!"

Zhang Xuezhou got dressed.

Hearing the male head nurse chewing his tongue, he couldn't help shrugging his shoulders, thinking that the other party was no different from the hearsay pig butchers in Rongcheng.

He pressed the transmitter switch, and then activated his communication.

On the one hand, it is to read related news about Zhang Manqian and others, and on the other hand, it is to connect with Ren Wuyang to listen to the corner.

"Brother Zhang, exciting, exciting, look at this scene!"

Before Zhang Xuezhou opened everyone's communication list one by one, Zhang Xuezhou saw that Wang Li's short video had been sent.

He clicked on the video, only to see Wang Haoran's face flashed in the video, and another face that was six points similar to Wang Haoran flashed across the video.

This is obviously the protagonist of today's fight, but Wang Li's camera equipment obviously did not catch up with the means used when the two were fighting.

Compared with the normal sparring of fists and kicks, Wang Haoran and Wang Yi'an's speed was too fast. In the flickering like magic, Zhang Xuezhou had already seen six flying knives inserted in a row into a raised mahogany table.

The flying blade controlled by Wang Haoran has no handle, and it makes harsh sounds of rotating and cutting as it keeps flying.

But only a flash of white light is reflected in the video.

"You get a better video camera, I can't watch this shot," Zhang Xuezhou replied.

"To shoot fighting scenes like my grandfather's, at least eight professional camera equipment is required. It is already amazing for me to be able to shoot like this!"

As soon as Zhang Xuezhou finished complaining, Wang Li responded very quickly.

"Why are you in Xuefu Medical Center?" Zhang Xuezhou asked while typing.

"I want to exchange blood, so I must find a family medical center that is close and reliable. This is just in time!"

"This medical point doesn't seem to belong to your Wang family anymore!"

"Why doesn't it count as ￥%#"

Wang Li replied in garbled characters, and more than ten seconds later, a video of him being cut off half of his scalp was also sent.

"Be careful, don't just shoot videos!"

Zhang Xuezhou took the elevator up while returning to the communication.

When he just stepped out of the elevator door and saw the short video sent by Wang Li, Zhang Xuezhou became a little uneasy.

He craned his neck to take a look, and there was no sound in the elevator corridor, only the pale light shining on the tightly closed red wooden door.

"There are so many rooms on this floor, which one is the meeting room?"

Zhang Xuezhou was a little curious.

He has seen sequencers fighting each other, but he has never seen sequence masters face-to-face.

Familiar with the fighting methods of the other side of the world, he also needs to increase his knowledge of how to fight between sequencers.

Walking carefully in the corridor, Zhang Xuezhou watched every closed door, and kept scanning for possible house signs.

Walking on tiptoe for less than 50 meters, Zhang Xuezhou only heard a loud noise, and a red wooden door three meters ahead was knocked open, and a figure stumbled out.

A spinning weapon made a piercing roar and collided with many silver streamers.

Just now Zhang Xuezhou saw clearly that the person who was going out was Wang Haoran, and saw a piece of streamer flying towards him that was bounced off by a weapon.

Just as he dodged his head, he felt a chill in his ears.

"Brother, these little things are very sharp, use a stool to block your body!"

Ren Wuyang kindly reminded him, and Zhang Xuezhou saw a big mahogany chair inside the door and then threw it at him.

Just as he stretched out his hand to stop it, he was knocked to the ground by this chair.

'chichichi'

The sound of streamer jetting into the wooden chair came, and Zhang Xuezhou didn't dare to get up for a while.

"Wang Haoran, you lost!"

When the voice came, Professor Wang Haoran struggled unwillingly.