Boom, the encounter between the spear and the fist ends with the collapse of the spear. Huo Wenwu's fist directly exploded the spear that Zhuang Xiaoyuan had projected before, although he was not injured, but the impact of the spear still made Huo Wenwu stagger. The sense of crisis behind it struck again, this time with the attack of the second sharpshooter.

Can't be hard-connected, he made a decision in his heart, Huo Wenwu moved lightly under his feet, wanting to let go of the straight trajectory of the spear. Wait for it to turn back and resist again. The footsteps lifted and fell, Huo Wenwu suddenly felt the emptiness under his feet, and his body instantly lost its balance and bent to the side.

"Not good." After stepping on the air, Huo Wenwu found that the ring had been transformed by Zhuang Xiaoyuan unconsciously. Many areas of the ring were scattered with black liquid, which were all drops from bats after they were broken, and Huo Wenwu stepped on the area covered by black liquid before stepping on the air, and these black liquids actually corroded the ring into imperceptible pits.

In fact, Huo Wenwu's speed itself is not fast, and his patron saint is the most complete and comprehensive martial god among the martial arts gods. Having the most comprehensive capabilities also means not having outstanding attributes. Huo Wenwu is not good enough in terms of strength or speed, his speed is not as good as the ninth, his strength is not as good as the seventh, and his defense is not as good as the second. But what he was able to become the number one relied on was the strongest ability given to him by the Martial God, martial arts.

Relying on his martial arts skills, he unleashed a speed close to the ninth, a power that surpassed the seventh, and an attack that broke through the defense of the second. The increase in various martial arts skills made him a well-deserved number one. But it was discovered by Zhuang Xiaoyuan.

Huo Wenwu's strength skills, Zhuang Xiaoyuan couldn't think of a solution, and his energy attack couldn't be completely defended, but his speed was limited, that is, these potholes on the ground that were corroded by black liquid, because of the existence of black liquid, the potholes in the ground couldn't be seen at all, and the black liquid also covered nearly eighty percent of the area.

Relying on unique footwork, using the ability to shrink the ground into inches, and obtaining a speed far beyond ordinary people, this is the origin of Huo Wenwu's speed, but in this ring that has been transformed into traps everywhere, this footwork is undoubtedly limited, and it is still at the most critical time to dodge.

"The tragic fate of the fortune charm." Shoots a second true spear. Zhuang Xiaoyuan once again directly consumed the remaining divine power to use the last spell card. The spell flickered and dissolved into the air.

As soon as his feet were empty, Huo Wenwu knew that it was not good, and the force of the conditioned reflex jumped out and poofed. Fell into a larger pothole. The black liquid in this pit went directly over Huo Wenwu's calf. The sharpshooter came, and he had lost his last chance to dodge the blow.

"How could this kind of attack hurt me." Losing the opportunity to dodge, Huo Wenwu would not sit still, and directly agitated his divine power, mobilizing as much divine power as possible to rush to his right hand and break the thunder. The right fist wrapped in golden lightning met the sharpshooter Gangneir.

Boom, the spear and the fist met again. Compared to the first projection spear, and on guard, the body can make a normal force of lightning breaking. This time, the state of the two sides was completely opposite, and the real spear, which was much more powerful than the projection, faced the lightning bolt that was in a hurry to meet the attack, and the body was trapped and could not fully exert itself.

With a roar, Huo Wenwu flew out of the pit, turned over in the air, adjusted his posture and landed safely. The spear was also shot away, and it swirled several 360-degree circles in the air, and it was inserted not far behind Zhuang Xiaoyuan with a bang.

Raising his head, his eyes were firmly fixed on Zhuang Xiaoyuan, and Huo Wenwu's eyes quietly lit up a trace of fire. He said, "I lost." ”

One or two drops of blood trickled down his right hand and dripped to the ground. Touching his injured right hand, Huo Wenwu readily admitted his defeat, although the wound was so small that only a few drops of blood began to recover, but after all, he was still injured.

"Today is my failure, but tactics, luck, special moves, these things can only help you for a while, maybe they will fail at some point. The most fundamental thing is to rely on one's own strength. Grow up quickly, and when the time comes, I'll come back to you again. The original contempt has disappeared, and he can actually hurt himself, Huo Wenwu has recognized Zhuang Xiaoyuan's potential. However, the strength is still weak.

"Thank you for the advice." Although he won the competition this time, Huo Wenwu's words were very correct. Indeed, luck and tactics are also a kind of strength, but if you are not strong enough, any tactics are useless in the face of strong strength, and luck will not always favor you. Even Remilia, who can manipulate fate to a certain extent, can't guarantee the direction of fate, and today did take a good fortune, if you do it again, you can't guarantee this result.

"Hope to see you again soon." With a wave of his hand, Huo Wenwu turned around and left as if no one was around, completely ignoring the spectators around him who had fallen silent because of his defeat.

Seeing Huo Wenwu leave, Zhuang Xiaoyuan also got out of the ring directly, instigated the wings behind him that had finally recovered, and flew towards Luo Zhongtian's position before: "Xiao Meow, what about Teacher Luo." But when she flew to the location where Luo Zhongtian set up the gambling game before, she didn't see Luo Zhongtian's shadow at all.

"He's gone, but he's losing money. Let me give this to you. Thinking that Zhuang Xiaoyuan was looking for Luo Zhongtian because of the previous gambling problem, Chu Miaomiao shook the card in his hand and replied. After answering, he handed a small storage tray to Zhuang Xiaoyuan.

"That liar. I actually ran away. Don't let me catch you. If you are caught by me, you must count it with the interest. The right fist hit the palm of his left hand hard, and Zhuang Xiaoyuan had an unhappy expression. You don't have to think about it, the storage disk must be the teaching of the soul shock that was said before. But the other condition is that you want to get rid of the leprosy, so that you won't run away, this time remember first, next time it's not a matter of punching, and you have to add interest.

"Lost, Boss Huo actually lost." Huo fans, who were watching the battle, were still immersed in the blow just now.

"This transfer student is so powerful, he actually made Huo Wenwu admit defeat." As the first person woke up, the people around him who were still in shock began to recover one by one.

"Let's go back, Little Meow." Noticing the commotion that began around him, as well as the sweeping gaze, Zhuang Xiaoyuan took Chu Miaomiao's hand and walked away quickly. She didn't want to deal with the people around her. Since the boxing class has been abandoned halfway, it is better to go back and continue to work cultivation or organize a research plan. The qualifying round is also about to start, and this competition will probably let many people know themselves. It's time to further improve our strength. (To be continued.) Fupin Chinese