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Chapter 12 The old hunter who doubts his life

"I said, old man, don't be too confident!" Facing the arrogant hunting king, Zhao Qiankun's heart was not fluctuating, and he even wanted to laugh: "Don't look at me young, I'll still be a little angry!"

"Boy, I advise you to admit defeat!" The Hunting King shook his head: "You can tell by the posture that you don't understand martial arts at all. I don't know if you are lucky to defeat Am or if there is any unspeakable reason. Don't expect to use the same trick to deal with me. Since I'm on the ring, I won't stop. You may die!"

"Of course I don't know martial arts!" Zhao Qiankun shrugged: "Because I am a magician, fighting depends on magic!"

"Magic?!" Magic cannot be used on the ring, but in such a small place, if the mage can't finish reciting spells, it will be killed instantly by the warrior. So what if you know magic? Unless a legend comes, he will be afraid of a mage from somewhere.

"Little baby, then what magic do you plan to use to deal with me?" Saijia Hunting King smiled and asked condescendingly.

"I only know one magic!" Zhao Qiankun stretched out a finger and pointed at himself: "That's the magic that turns me into a master!"

"Wow! What a big tone!" The Hunting King heard that Zhao Qiankun was enjoying him, and snorted coldly: "A fight is not something you can get off just by breaking two bones!"

"If you can break my bones, you will give this life to you!" Zhao Qiankun laughed and continued to provoke.

At this time, the referee walked up: "Weapons and other props are not allowed. As long as it is bare hands, all means can be used. Do you understand?"

Both nodded and the referee announced: "Okay, the game begins!"

With the referee's order, the Hunter King raised his fists and set off his posture. Zhao Qiankun was still standing there casually.

"Full of flaws..." He said fiercely, but the hunting king still couldn't bear to kill an outsider. He directly punched a jab and aimed at Zhao Qiankun's chin. With just a light blow, the kid could unconscious and never get up again.

But beyond the Hunting King's expectations, Zhao Qiankun also moved as soon as he punched!

He raised his hand and grabbed the Hunter King's fist!

He predicted my attack? Did I misunderstand it? Is this an experienced expert?

The Hunter King's eyes trembled, his wrists shook, and changed his jab to swing, intending to bypass Zhao Qiankun's hand.

But as he changed his moves, Zhao Qiankun's hand also moved and continued to grab his wrist!

"How is it possible? Did he keep up with my speed?" The Hunting King was shocked and immediately denied his guess: "Impossible. He made an action the moment I changed my move. Unless he reacted more than ten times faster than me, it would be impossible! But if you want to predict, did he even predict my next reaction?"

The Hunter King no longer dared to underestimate his opponent. The left hand swing fist slowed down, and raised his right hand to hit a straight punch!

Almost the moment when his right hand was raised, Zhao Qiankun also raised his left hand, shook it twice, and grabbed the hunting king's right wrist!

"Very good, I'm fooled!" The Hunting King smiled in his heart, pulled his hands away, and at the same time, his left leg popped out at lightning speed and kicked towards Zhao Qiankun's underworld! This time, he really didn't hold back!

Just now, both fists were fake, and this move of slitting the legs was a killer move. Since Zhao Qiankun responded to his fake move, it means that he did not foresee this leg and would definitely not be able to stop it!

Sure enough, when the Hunter King raised his legs, Zhao Qiankun was still standing there stupidly. The Hunter King smiled. In front of him, any prediction or move was useless! The reason why it can become the king of hunters and the draw with the Sword Saint is because of his unique martial arts and the technique of concentrating the spirit that he has practiced for many years!

This technique can greatly improve people's perception, and the most obvious one is the speed of nerve reaction. As long as he activates this move, even if it is the attack of the Sword Saint, in his eyes, he wants to slow motion, so that he can have enough time to think and be prepared in advance!

Therefore, he was able to adjust and change his moves several times to target Zhao Qiankun's actions and make this unexpected blow.

However, before he could even be proud of himself, even at 0:00,01, the Hunter King saw a scene that he would never forget for his life.

Under the dynamic vision of a hundred times more than ordinary people, the Hunter King clearly saw that Zhao Qiankun turned his head and looked left and right, noticed that the Hunter King's fists were pulled apart, frowned, withdrew his hands, dragged his chin, stared at the Hunter King's smile that had not yet become a shocked smile. He seemed to have thought for a moment, then lowered his head and saw the Hunter King's leg that had already kicked out half!

Zhao Qiankun showed a sudden enlightenment expression, raised his hand, and grabbed the ankles of the kings!

At this time, the Hunter King had forgotten to change his moves and dodge, and he was no longer in this mood!

He was very sure that his concentration had reached the extreme. The world in his eyes should have been slowed down by a thousand times. But why did this kid's movements so smoothly and he still had time to put his chin on his mind?

Has the concentrating determination determined the problem and his feelings were confused? The Hunter King denied this possibility almost instantly, because he saw white mists from Zhao Qiankun's smooth movements!

That was the phenomenon that could only be seen on the fastest whip tip when the whip hit. He knew that it was a proof that it had broken through the speed of sound!

He had never seen this phenomenon from the sword saint Nangong Yu back then!

This kid does not rely on prediction, but simply relies on terrifying reflex nerves and even more terrifying speed to deal with the moves!

No skills, it is a crush of strength!

Faced with such an opponent, even a fart!

The Hunter gave up completely...

Bang!!!

A loud bang erupted from the ring, and the audience was so shocked that they covered their ears. They had heard the sound of many fighters' fists and feet colliding, but none of them were as deafening as this time!

Such a terrifying explosion sound, what a terrifying attack!

Everyone looked at the ring carefully, but only saw a somewhat funny frozen image.

The Thunder King kicked out a leg, and the King Kong Skeleton stretched out a hand to block the leg. The two of them stood on the stage in this position, motionless...

What is this doing?!

Of course, the audience couldn't see the complicated moves of the two at that moment. They only saw them taking action, accompanied by a huge sonic boom, and then the two of them put on this pose...

What is this doing? The audience hasn't figured it out yet, and something even more puzzled has happened.

Zhao Qiankun let go of his hand, the hunting king retracted his legs, and then the old hunter lowered his head in great frustration, and unwilling to give up three words: "I admit defeat!"
Chapter completed!
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