"Dragon Power Fighting Technique?"
"That bullshit fighting skill will fail in nine out of ten practices!"
"If it weren't for the low probability of success, do you think that thing could be included in the five-star fighting technique?"
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On the ring, the horse-face masked sequencer raised his right hand to cover his eyes, completely daring not to look into Zhang Xuezhou's eyes.
He waved his left hand randomly, trying to sweep across Zhang Xuezhou's body.
With the help of the voice under the ring, he already understood the reason why he lost.
But he couldn't find a way to crack it.
His opponent practiced five-star fighting skills, but the opponent's fighting skills were included in the five-star fighting skills entirely because the success rate of the training was too low.
In terms of power, the level of Longwei Fighting Technique is at least four stars, and can even be higher.
In other words, he is currently fighting across levels.
No one wants to lose, especially for people like him who have come into contact with the extraordinary and have no family support. Playing in events provided by underground organizations has almost become the only way out.
He let out low roars and swung around in the ring.
Opposite the horse-faced mask sequencer, Zhang Xuezhou dodged in embarrassment and ran around in the ring.
He was still a little confused.
The person behind the scenes most likely arranged for the opponent to lose, but even if the opponent threw random punches, he couldn't resist.
Of course he could see the messy fists of the horse-faced sequencer. As a person with a lot of experience, Zhang Xuezhou even knew that the opponent was at the end of his strength.
If Zhang Manqian were in the ring, she could defeat such an opponent with one kick.
But the problem is that he is not Zhang Manqian, and his boxing skills are imbecile.
Although Zhang Xuezhou has been admitted to university, he believes that a junior high school student or even a sixth-grade elementary school student can defeat him.
Unless the horse-faced masked car sequencer can dive like before, there is no way he can forcefully defeat the opponent at this time.
The noise in the ring could be heard. These people were talking about the power of the giant ape and the Dragon Power fighting technique. Zhang Xuezhou felt that these people were being fooled by the person in charge behind the ring.
A fake match was explained with various excuses to justify it.
Zhang Xuezhou is related to martial arts, but he is only related to "Crane-shaped Fist".
Zhang Xuezhou even did not learn the various boxing techniques of "Crane-shaped Fist", but only learned the ability of the crane to fly upside down.
He had never heard of the Dragon Power fighting technique, and Zhang Manqian did not have such a gene in her body.
"I can't chase you anymore, I can't run anymore!"
After jumping around for several minutes, Zhang Xuezhou gasped for air and began to feel exhausted.
He looked at the horse-faced sequencer who was constantly approaching and chasing Luan Da, and felt that the opponent's bastard punch was likely to hit him.
Now it was time for him to fight back. If he didn't fight back, Zhang Xuezhou felt that he would soon lose the strength to punch, or even pretend to be able to do so.
As long as the horse-face mask sequencer accepts the threat from the person in charge behind the scenes, the opponent is likely to fall to the ground with a small punch from him.
Zhang Xuezhou took a deep breath and looked at the horse-face mask sequencer who covered his eyes.
He tried to use the simplest and most direct straight punch.
At the moment of contact, Zhang Xuezhou felt severe pain in his arm. The punch he threw did not knock down the opponent, but was instead punched back by the opponent.
Huge pain and numbness in his arm surged into his heart, and Zhang Xuezhou even saw the other party stepping in and hitting his chest with his shoulder.
His eyes kept up, but his limbs obviously couldn't.
After my right arm felt so painful that it went numb, a burning sensation also came out of my chest.
Zhang Xuezhou just felt a sweetness in his throat, and he flew out immediately.
Just like Zhang Manqian was shot away, he was also shot away by the horse-faced sequencer.
"Hexiang!"
As soon as his mind moved, the power in Zhang Xuezhou's body emerged, and he stepped on the air and flew upside down with the help of the impact force.
Zhang Xuezhou stumbled to the ground as he continued to receive damage from the impact.
It was no longer possible for him to seal the blood in his throat. When a mouthful of blood spurted out, Zhang Xuezhou had already used the "Tai Qing Zhen Technique" as quickly as possible.
"Won!"
The electronic countdown sounds.
Opposite Zhang Xuezhou, the horse-faced mask sequencer's fear subsided.
Two consecutive heavy hammer blows, one from his fist and the other from his shoulder. These are the key parts of the force, and the effect of the heavy blow will be extremely obvious.
The peripheral vision of his eyes glanced at the blood, and he knew clearly that his beating had an effect.
This is perhaps the most difficult response.
But his response was successful.
The horse-faced masked sequencer's gaze swept over the opponent's body, and for just a moment, the fear reappeared in his eyes.
Compared to staring into the dark abyss before, now he only felt a flame starting to burn in the abyss.
Like the fire of hell, the flames began to burn his soul in an instant.
A shiver of fear surged through my heart.
He could feel his uncontrollable fear and his uncontrollable body.
Beneath him, he was shamefully incontinent again.
But he couldn't stop his body from acting out of control.
He couldn't even lift his fisting hands.
In his eyes, he could only stare into the other person's gaze, and then uncontrollable fear emerged from his heart.
Just like a tiger's natural suppression of ordinary people, as long as he notices the eyes under the other person's mask, he will feel this way.
Compared with before, this sense of impact is more powerful at this time.
His body trembled, a foreign body feeling rising in his throat.
The monkey-faced sequencer opposite was spitting blood, and foam was rising from the corners of his mouth.
Under the ring, the noisy shouting and cursing stopped at this moment.
No one will say at this time that this is a fake match, and no one can perform a match that involves vomiting blood and foaming.
On the contrary, this is a high-level event.
In the ring, the two sequencers had obviously reached the final moment of the competition for victory.
"29749 won!"
A dry howl sounded from the audience.
On the ring, the sequencer in the horse-faced mask stared straight ahead, a large amount of foam overflowed from the corner of his mouth and fell straight down.
On the other side, the monkey-face mask sequencer stood up slowly while supporting the ground.
After several mouthfuls of blood foam were spat out, the instrument used to judge the outcome started a standard countdown.
Only this time, the countdown object of the electronic sound has obviously been changed to another person.
"It's the suppression of realm!"
Under the monkey face mask, Zhang Xuezhou's eyes widened.
It wasn't until his opponent fell down foaming at the mouth that Zhang Xuezhou suddenly remembered something.
There was no behind-the-scenes supervisor threatening the horse-faced sequencer to crack down on match-fixing, and the horse-faced sequencer’s previous collapse was not just a show, but a genuine suppression.
That was not the Longwei fighting technique, but stemmed from his cultivation in the Pulse Realm.
This is something that shouldn't happen.
In the system of cultivation realms, there must be at least two major realms before realm suppression can occur.
When the realm is suppressed by high versus low, mana will form a deterrent within a certain range.
In this kind of intimidation, the intimidated person's thinking will be disturbed, which may lead to hallucinations and panic, and may even lead to direct oppression to death.
This is also the main reason why some practitioners do not pay too much attention to the techniques, but instead constantly pursue the realm of cultivation.
Zhang Xuezhou did not expect that when he was fighting with others, his cultivation level of just stepping into the pulse-moving realm would exert a suppressive effect.
This is not because he is too strong, but because his opponent is too weak. Not only does he have zero foundation in his cultivation system, but the opponent's mental state may also have certain problems.
