"You probably don't get angry anymore, right?"

Zhonghu punched out and suddenly stared at Ma Wuke and said.

His power is far better than Ma Wuke, who uses a spear to resist his attack, and every time he needs to consume energy to fight against that force.

The player's energy can be exchanged for ten points of qi, so compared to normal qigong practitioners in the cultivation world, players have natural advantages.

But Zhonghu's series of fierce attacks still consumed a lot of Ma Wuke's energy.

Without the protection of Qi, Ma Wuke would definitely not be able to withstand such fierce attack from Zhonghu.

After hearing this, Ma Wuke suddenly realized that Zhonghu had just burst into pieces, and it turned out to be the idea of ​​consuming the energy he had stored.

"Sorry, if you consume a lot of physical energy just to consume my energy, then you will be careful. I will practice "Three Hundred and Sixty Yangding Kung Fu". I believe you also know this technique. You must start practicing from a young age. Once you have achieved great success, your aura will be long and your energy will be restored very quickly. And I am a great success practitioner!"

Ma Wuke blocked Zhonghu's attack, retreated, and smiled while retreating.

He did not deceive Zhonghu. He dared to participate in the First Martial Arts Association, mainly because he practiced the martial arts skills in the world of cultivation. Even if the player level is cleared, he will not be too weak.

Zhonghu's fierce attack seemed to have a strong explosive power, and his moves were strong and strong. The problem was that unless Zhonghu had unlimited physical strength, it would soon decline from prosperity, and then it would be the time for him to counterattack.

"So that's it. You're waiting for the moment when my strength is weak." Zhonghu grinned, and then the speed of his punches increased instead of falling.

Ma Wuke blocked the two front punches, and then he was hit by Zhonghu's hand holding the gun. His face changed in pain. Then he heard Zhonghu roar, "Yes, my physical strength is indeed limited, so let's see who falls first!"

Although he had all his strength at first, he actually had three points left. The main reason was that he did not understand Ma Wuke's background. Now that he knew Ma Wuke's trump card, he had no scruples.

"Shura Fist!"

Six arms attack six directions at the same time.

Ma Wuke's pupils contracted, strong white air burst out from the soles of his feet, and his body speed increased significantly. After avoiding this fatal blow, Zhonghu also came over and did not give him a chance to distance himself.

The two sides collided again, the fist blade and the spear collided together, and a dragon roared from the tip of the spear toward Zhonghu, but was torn apart by Zhonghu with his fist.

The next battle was extremely violent, and both sides realized that this was the moment of life and death. Ma Wuke only needed to delay. When Zhonghu's physical strength was exhausted, he could easily win, while Zhonghu needed to explode with all his strength and kill Ma Wuke during the explosion. Otherwise, once his physical strength was exhausted, it would be over.

Countless qi powers sputtered everywhere, and countless scratches were cut by the airflow. The blood shields on both sides had broken and entered the stage of hand-to-hand combat.

Mark gradually appeared on his body, and Zhonghu's arm also had cracks, and blood sprinkled on the ground, forming countless blood spots.

"Zhonghu's physical strength is too abundant. He can last for such an explosion for thirty minutes, and he is not exhausted yet!" Ma Wuke gritted his teeth and struggled to hold on, and he couldn't help but be amazed at the terrifying body of Zhonghu.

Although he practiced "Three Hundred and Sixty Yang Ding Gong", it was equivalent to opening up the Yang Ding Divine Pill in his body. Even if he returned to his energy very quickly, he still had a limit, unlike the light wheel behind the light wheel, which belongs to the infinite energy of returning.

Zhonghu's attack has pushed him to his limit.

What both sides are fighting for perseverance now, and whoever collapses first will lose.

"This guy, the defense is really good."

Zhonghu gritted his teeth, all the blue veins on his forehead were protruding, his eyes were filled with scarlet eyes, and Ma Wuke's figure reflected in his pupils.

Although Ma Wuke is always on the side of being beaten, Ma Wuke's disadvantage is not very big.

The one who was really forced into a dead end now is Zhonghu, because he has consumed most of his physical strength, but he has never won Ma Wuke. He is now in a difficult situation.

In the audience seat, Hawkins sat in the front row, next to Anna and others.

"Hawkins, who do you think will win?" Ai Miye asked.

Hawkins hugged the restless Marnie and said indifferently: "I'll give the answer, what's the point of the game?"

"I guess it's Ma Wuke, he is your disciple, you must have cheated on him." Marnie said immediately.

Hawkins smiled and said, "Did you bet?"

"No, I won't bet." Marnie shook her head.

Although she regards wealth as her life, she will never bet unless she has a 100% winning rate in gambling.

"Zhonghu will win, right?" Anna judged at this time.

Hawkins said a little surprised: "Why?"

"The Shura King of Fighters has a characteristic, that is, the more severe the injury, the stronger the explosive power. Now both sides are evenly matched, and their blood shields have broken. Although Zhonghu seems to be in a stable state, his injuries are far worse than Ma Wuke, but this is actually his advantage." Anna said.

There are thousands of players in Infinity City. Because there are too many professions, not many people dare to say that they fully understand the characteristics of all professions.

Ai Miye didn't understand Shura Fist Emperor, and she said in surprise: "Shura Fist Emperor actually has this characteristic."

"Yes, the skill name seems to be called Shura Blood. Anyway, the more you are in a dying state, the stronger your bursting strength is." Anna nodded and said.

Qiao Sitan said: "Although that's the case, Ma Wuke is not bad either. He just doesn't have enough experience in fighting life and death. If it were me, I would break the spear and fight Zhonghu directly."

"That's you, Ma Wuke is specializing in skills. If you want to break the spear, your strength is far from enough." Mark sighed.

His judgment was consistent with Anna, and Ma Wuke would lose to Zhonghu. Although Ma Wuke was his grandson, he knew what Martin meant by his name, and he actually didn't care about his descendants or other things.

"Mark, have you participated in the competition?" Ai Miye asked.

Mark shook his head and said, "No, it's so painful to level up. If you lose, wouldn't you start over from scratch? I'm not stupid."

"Hawkins, why do you hold such a cruel competition? This time, many people are probably going to level up from scratch." Qiao Si asked curiously.

Hawkins smiled and said, "There is an opportunity to have a strong enough player on his behalf."

"Do you even think it's an opportunity?" Everyone suddenly thought. If this is the case, they would have suffered a loss instead of participating in the competition.

Although the price of losing is very high, they are actually not unable to afford to lose, but the opportunity is even more rare.

The competition continues. The battle between Ma Wuke and Zhonghu on the plain is like a road damage machine. It plows the ground from the collision point to the current position of the fight. The ground is sunk everywhere.

Especially in the second half, the grass was plowed and there were still bloodstains on the ground. Both of them had a lot of blood and were seriously injured.

Basically, the injuries suffered by both of them are not direct injuries, but are either qi and scars caused by excessive force when they collided.

Ma Wuke's body was mostly injured. The huge force shattered his skin and blood flowed out of the wound. It was actually nothing.

On the contrary, many of the injuries on Zhonghu's body were caused by Qi. The Qi that was defeated by him were scattered and disorderly. Before it completely dissipated, it was like a messy wind. Although the chance of causing damage to him was not high, it could not withstand the number of them, so it would still cause damage to him more or less.

The damage caused by this kind of qi is far more terrifying than shock injuries.

In fact, both sides knew this. Ma Wuke knew very well that Zhonghu's injury was heavier than himself. He was waiting for the moment when Zhonghu fell, and Zhonghu was also waiting.

With a punch, Zhonghu's face was covered in blood, and he smiled ferociously: "Do you feel that you are in sight of victory?"

"No, it's just that you shed more blood than me, this is my advantage." Ma Wuke shook his head and said lightly.

Both of them were breathing gently, but Zhonghu still did not stop, but instead launched a more violent attack. Unfortunately, Ma Wuke was very firm and did not show any signs of decline. He used the tip of the spear to accurately block the attack, and even had the spare energy to burst out.

He defeated the Qi with one punch, and he didn't care at all that the Qi cut a scratch in his ear. Zhonghu smiled and said, "It's almost time, my blood is about to dry out, and the next is my last trick!"

"Come on, senior, no matter how you win or lose, you will have no regrets!"

Ma Wuke took a deep breath and completely stimulated his own energy. The energy enveloped the spear, forming a ferocious white energy dragon.

Shura’s Blood!

Zhonghu closed his eyes, his body turned black, and a black air flow oozed out of all the cells.

"What a terrible momentum, but if you enter the state for too long, the enemy will not give you a chance!"

Ma Wuke's voice recalled, and the next moment he exerted force, instantly widening the distance, and then attacked Zhonghu from this distance.

The spear was like a dragon, stabbing Zhonghu's forehead.

Zhonghu still closed his eyes. The moment the gun was about to touch himself, he grabbed the spear with one hand and threw it, and Ma Wuke was thrown into the sky on the spot.

Ma Wuke was slightly surprised and rotated in the air. He suddenly waved downwards. A five-meter-long Qi dragon fell from the sky and directly rushed towards Zhonghu on the ground.

At this moment, both of them were squeezing their bodies and circulating their strength to the extreme.

When the Qilong was bombarded, Ma Wuke's own hand was also bleeding wildly, because this attack had far exceeded the limit he could bear, and his body was not strong enough to support this level of damage.

On the ground, Zhonghu opened his eyes and deeply spit out a deep breath of black air. Then one of his arms bent and arched towards the sky. The white air dragon falling from the sky was directly blasted by hammering, turning into a chaotic storm and spinning wildly in the air, disorderly and violent.

Zhonghu bent his legs and burst out with extremely strong power the next moment. The ground instantly sunk, forming a ten-meter pit. Others had appeared in the sky, and six arms fell on Ma Wuke's body at the same time. Ma Wuke was hit and suddenly flew backwards to the sky uncontrollably, squirting blood while flying.
Chapter completed!