Chapter 2341 (September 2, 2024)
"It's really strange that they can fight with fists without using swordsmanship or magical powers!"
"That's enough strength! A real man should be fearless and fight with fists!"
"They are fighting so fiercely just for warm-up. Will it be a life-and-death battle when the winner is decided?"
"..."
The audience below the stage were talking about the two people fighting fiercely on the ring.
They thought it was a duel between swordsmanship and magical powers, but they didn't expect that it would be like this at the beginning.
Wang Hao had a sword but didn't use it, and insisted on fighting with fists.
Han Feiyang's various magical powers were also restrained, and he chose to fight with fists.
Looking at the posture of the two, it seems that they want to compete with each other in fist and foot skills.
On the ring, Han Feiyang and Wang Hao continued to fight with fists, and the fight was particularly fierce.
The only difference is that Wang Hao was getting more and more excited, and his internal energy kept surging out.
Every punch had the power to split the mountain, and his breath gradually became heavier.
Han Feiyang, on the other hand, mainly used defense and counterattack, and used every move just right. He looked relaxed and free without any pressure.
"If you keep fighting like this, your energy will be exhausted. In my opinion, you should use your ultimate move as soon as possible."
Han Feiyang said calmly while swinging his fist.
"Noisy!"
Wang Hao snorted coldly, swinging his fists faster, and the wind around him whistled, as if to tear the sky apart.
"Since you are so ungrateful, don't blame me for being rude!"
Han Feiyang's face gradually turned cold, and he obviously lost his patience.
He wanted to see the sword-controlling skills of the Mysterious Sword Sect, so he accompanied Wang Hao to fight for so long.
But unexpectedly, the other party kept fighting with fists and feet, and had no intention of drawing the sword.
Did the other party think that he could defeat him with fists and feet alone?
If so, he didn't mind teaching him a lesson.
"Good times will come after bad times!"
Han Feiyang suddenly shouted, and his fists turned into palms, and he hit them suddenly.
In an instant, the red light in his palms was so bright that it was as hot as a flame, and the surrounding air became sticky.
Even Wang Hao's fists became a little slower because of its influence.
"Huh?"
Wang Hao frowned, knowing that something was wrong, and immediately crossed his fists to protect his chest, and condensed the whole body's energy into a shield.
"Bang!"
Han Feiyang's palms hit Wang Hao's crossed arms firmly.
With a bang, Wang Hao's condensed energy shield was shattered, and his whole body was blown away several meters by the huge force.
After landing, his feet "dengdengdeng" retreated several steps before he could barely stabilize his body.
For a moment, he only felt his arms numb and extremely heavy.
"What a powerful palm method!"
Wang Hao looked down at his slightly trembling arms and couldn't help but be secretly shocked.
As the chief disciple of the Mysterious Sword Sect, he is proficient in the sword-controlling technique and has great confidence in his own strength.
In his opinion, ordinary opponents are not qualified for him to use the sword-controlling technique, and his fist and foot skills are enough to defeat the enemy.
Before, he acted like this and could easily win.
But now it is different. His opponent is Han Feiyang, the fifth-ranked master on the Tianjiao Genius list.
It is obviously not enough to rely on fist and foot skills alone.
The best example is that he fell into a disadvantage after fighting for hundreds of moves just now.
Moreover, the opponent should be like him, and has not used his full strength.
I have to admit that this is a strong opponent!
"What? Do you want to continue playing? Without the sword-controlling technique, you can't be my opponent." Han Feiyang said lightly.
He has been practicing with Wang Hao for so long just to see the style of sword-controlling.
If Wang Hao still intends to hide it, then he has no patience to wait.
"I thought that the warriors on the Tianjiao Genius list were all just in name only, but now it seems that you have some real skills."
Wang Hao slowly stood up, his eyes were sharp, his momentum was surging, his hair was moving without wind, and his robes were rustling.
As he spoke, the giant sword behind him began to vibrate slightly and made a series of light chirping sounds.
"Oh? Are you finally going to use the sword?"
Han Feiyang's mouth curled up slightly, and he was in high spirits.
"The muscles and bones are stretched, and next, I will let you see what the real sword-controlling technique is!" Wang Hao raised his sword finger with one hand and pointed it at the sky: "Sword out!"
"Clang~!"
The giant sword behind Wang Hao was instantly unsheathed and floated above his head.
The giant sword was six feet long and five inches wide, snow-white, and there were some mysterious red runes on it.
As the sword light flowed, the red runes on it also began to flow slowly, like a living thing.
"My sword will draw blood once it is unsheathed. Today, I will use you to sacrifice my Snow Blowing Sword!"
As soon as Wang Hao finished speaking, he pointed his sword forward.
"Swoosh!"
The giant sword turned into a beam of white light and shot out at Han Feiyang at lightning speed.
It was so fast that only a hint of light could be seen.
"So fast!"
Han Feiyang's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously protected his chest with his arms and gathered his Qi into a shield.
"Bang!"
There was a loud bang.
The white light hit the Qi shield firmly, causing a lot of ripples.
Han Feiyang was shocked and took several steps back.
The Qi shield in front of him had a crack as fine as a spider web.
It was just a little bit away from breaking through the defense and injuring the main body.
Its power is so great that it can be seen!
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