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Zhang Jia was a bit unconvinced.

Everyone is a genius and a key figure in each clan. Why are you so awesome? Speaking of fighting with me, then fighting with me, saying that life and death is your life?

Who is not a spoiled baby anymore!

So when he went up sideways, there were reasons for not being able to escape, and also reasons for fighting for a breath.

It was just that when the weapons of the two sides came into contact, a majestic force was transmitted to Zhang Jia's hands through the weapons, even if he realized that something was wrong, he rose up the last remaining effort to concentrate the energy on both hands and arms, but still did not stop it.

An energy that made the body seem to be burning directly exploded on Zhang Jia's hands.

On one of his hands, dozens of small and large openings were cracked, and blood sprayed out from it, dyeing the weapons that both sides were leaving.

As soon as he came up, Zhang Jia was hit hard.

"You are not as strong as me."

Dongzhu's body fell on the ground, and he said so, his movements did not stop, his body twisted, and the stick in his left hand smashed towards Zhang Jia.

The distance is actually not enough. Normally, even if the length of the arm and the stick are added together, Zhang Jia cannot reach Zhang Jia who has stepped back two steps. However, after the stick has moved in the air, it suddenly flies out of the hand of the hole holder. A huge arc drew towards the opponent.

If you follow this trajectory, the stick will fall on Zhang Jia's chest.

Are you the **** good at melee? A word flashed in Zhang Jia's mind, holding the saber with blood-filled hands and picking it up from diagonally below. The tip of the knife hit the front end of the stick, directly flying the latter into the sky.

The Musk Stars and Ye Zhongming are allies, and Zhang Jia, as a genius in the clan, naturally uses the Lenny level weapon, which is the only Lenny level in his body.

It's just that while he was picking up the flying stick, Yu Guang saw another dark figure coming.

One of Zhang Jia's hand left the saber, and with a vigorous flick, the blood on it turned into a bullet and rushed towards the shadow. After that, he made a clanging sound of metal clashing, causing the shadow to face. Deviated from the side.

That is the other iron rod in the hole.

However, this black shadow has no threat for the time being, and a larger black shadow leaned over.

Dong holds that sturdy body close, and his fist keeps expanding before Zhang Jia's eyes.

Before the light curtain, many people began to sigh.

I think it’s really a wrong step, wrong step, this Zhang Jia’s defense was passive from the beginning, and he was continuously attacked. Now it seems that he can’t slow down. The position of his weapon and the movement of his body at this moment cannot be prevented. This punch.

At the same time, he also admired Dongch's ability to grasp opportunities, as well as the momentum and continuity shown in the battle.

At this level, it is very rare to have such an excellent overall view of the battle.

Even the inscription on the stele nodded slightly.

He just wanted to train Zhang Jia, but Zhang Jia of this period really didn't deserve to be taught by him personally, and even the stele didn't even understand his style. So if the child in the clan can't come up with anything, today's battle really ends here, and losing to such an opponent is not wrong.

But Zhang Jia didn't agree. He was indeed passive. When he saw this fist, he was just like the initial mistake of judgment. Knowing that he couldn't avoid it completely, he didn't hide at all. The sword in his hand cut directly to the body of the hole.

If he was hit with this punch, his knife would definitely be able to slash the hole held by him before he flew out.

Indeed, the protective gear on the opposite side is very good, Hongning-level, but his sword is better, Lenny-level, Zhang Jia believes that he can break the defense and leave a deep wound on the opponent's body.

As for the specific degree of injury, it depends on luck, perhaps it can make Dongchi's next combat effectiveness drop significantly.

In any case, at least it will be a moderate injury.

This is the best response Zhang Jia can think of in an instant.

Many people applauded his toughness.

Dong Chi was also a little surprised. He thought that Zhang Jia would choose to jump backwards just like other people who encountered this situation.

His fist did not retract, but slightly adjusted its direction to the side, which made his whole body tilt a bit, the direction was the same as the direction the saber cut, but the speed was slightly slower.

It seemed that the fist held by the hole was tilted, the body was tilted, and even fell to one side visually, but the next moment, the war knife that should have been cut on him paused and then'falled' on his battle armor. .

The live broadcast is very clear, even the sound can be transmitted, but the monitoring equipment cannot be attached to both sides after all. It is the kind of imaging method that combines high altitude and surroundings. Many details cannot be clearly captured, especially this kind. Close fight.

So what people see now is that the fist of the hole held is biased, and Zhang Jia has not been hit, and although Zhang Jia's knife hit the hole, it does not seem to break the defense, and even the sound of slashing on the armor is extremely small.

Only many masters infer what happened just now from the actions of the two people.

Dongchi seems to be an upright boy. Maybe he is true in some things, but he is very measured when fighting, and he has a high degree of control of the battlefield.

He fisted sideways, completely to ensure that the speed at which his body was tilted was almost the same as the speed at which the saber cut, but was slightly slower. He took advantage of such extreme control over the body's power to'stop' the saber on his body. Instead of letting it chop in.

This is similar to stopping a high-altitude ball with your feet when kicking a ball, with some unloading techniques.

Dong Chi used this ingenious way to unload Zhang Jia's attack. The arm on this side fell and clamped the saber. After that, the other hand punched again and hit Zhang Jia's neck.

A series of attacks kept Dongzhi's attacking rhythm unchanged at all, still maintaining the initiative.

Zhang Jia flicked when the sword was clamped, and he could pull it out a little bit, but it took ten seconds to pull it out completely, and ten seconds was enough for him to get beaten down several times.

Seeing Dongzhe's fist again, Zhang Jia decisively gave up drawing the knife. The hands on the left and right sides of the waist were suddenly lifted up, and at the same time, the head fell back, holding the fist held by the hole upwards. go with.

At the same time, because the fist was up, Donghold's body inertia leaned forward a bit. The moment Zhang Jia opened his arm, he leaned back his head that was supposed to be avoiding the fist, and slammed it forward.

Dongzhu's body moved forward and Zhang Jia's head mallet slammed directly between the shoulder and the neck, making a bang.

Dongzhu's body leaned back, but his shoulders contracted subconsciously. The severe pain made his face pale, his arms opened, and the sword fell towards the ground.

Zhang Jia's forehead and nose were full of blood from [悠悠读 www.uutxt.co], and there was a brief period of confusion in his eyes, but the raised hands fell, and one hand instinctively grasped the unbound sword.

The weapon returned to his hands.