The knives kept clashing with each other, and the young man's body shape and steps changed accordingly, with a certain special pattern.
In the angry golden eyes of the two men, the high fighting spirit turned into actual sparks. The wind was cut, and the tip of the knife pressed against the equally sharp tip of the knife. The harsh metal friction sound produced made people's scalp numb.
Li Longyuan did not intend to activate the dragon bone state, nor did he intend to use the spirit of speech. He just relied on his physical fitness to fight against the strong golden-haired man in front of him.
Caesar is a rare opponent, like the bellows and charcoal furnace for tempering swords, which can help him further understand the order of bones in the body and become proficient in force-generating techniques to improve the state of the keel.
Of course, some people become more courageous as they fight, while others feel inexplicable.
Caesar now has mixed feelings in his heart. Even if the modern forging process of the three-edged epee bayonet in his hand is extraordinary, it is not as comfortable as Dictado's.
The most important thing is that the other party used his own hunting knife to chop him, and he did it so vigorously and smoothly, which made him feel even more uncomfortable.
Although he was thinking this in his mind, Caesar's movements in his hand were not slow at all. He grasped the handle of the knife with a metal hemispherical guard and stabbed forward. It was a typical thrust in Western fencing.
The hunting knife slashed down, directly cutting the military bayonet made of fine steel into two pieces.
Caesar's face twitched slightly, and he smashed down half of the sharp blade in his hand again, as if it was going to penetrate the boy's heart.
The sudden damage to the weapon made him realize that the time had come for a desperate fight, and his pride did not allow him to lose like this.
The smooth and mirror-like fracture of the military spur flashes with cold light. Even if it is broken, it can still pose a substantial threat.
Dick pushed Duo backhand, and Li Longyuan slashed diagonally from bottom to top with astonishing speed and power. This time, he cut directly on the fragile blade, and the remaining half of the silver-sharp sharp bayonet was spinning in the air. , and then flew out feebly, falling to the ground with a clanging sound.
Caesar only held a guarded knife handle in his hand, and ten thousand alpacas were rushing past in his heart.
But he still punched down, even though the hunting knife might twist his arm to pieces. Under the gray-blue combat uniform, his body as strong as marble began to exert force, and the wide back opened and closed to drive unimaginable movement. The power far exceeds the limits of ordinary people.
What he is best at is close combat!
Li Longyuan flicked his palm and directly pushed Dick into the far wall. This was a rare sparring match. He needed to use this whetstone to find out his problems.
The two fists then hit each other hard, and the tough bones and skin temporarily isolated the pain. Caesar groaned and backed away. The handsome boy in front of him was like a savage beast with astonishing strength. Just a brief confrontation left him with numb hands and bones.
Let’s test our skills again.
With fists and legs raised, the entire rooftop has now become a battlefield for the two of them. Every part of the body has become a weapon capable of killing people. Only the dull sound of physical contact constantly sounds from the arena, and the fists hit the flesh.
The fists tore the air and created strong winds. The two of them exerted their fighting skills with all their strength. Every palm and every elbow was filled with deadly murderous intent.
Bajiquan, Bengquan!
The handsome boy adopted a weird posture to exert force. While lunging forward, his right fist came straight out and hit Caesar's strong pecs like a dragon swimming across the river.
"boom!"
Caesar was immediately hit by the force and fell on his back, and began to cough violently.
The Bajiquan of Bajiquan originates from "Huainanzi·Zhen Xingxun" of the Han Dynasty, "Between heaven and earth, there are eight Jishu of Kyushu". Nowadays, it means "the energy can reach far away places in all directions".
Its movements are unpretentious and powerful, making it the most ferocious killing punch in ancient China.
Caesar also underestimated the distance of this direct punch in an instant and did not react, so he was defeated so quickly.
But the battle is over, not really.
The handsome young man looked back, coldly pulled out a Type 92 automatic pistol from his waist, and prepared to shoot from a distance of a hundred meters.
The girl who handed Caesar the knife before ignored his warning and continued to raise the M24 sniper rifle to aim at the boy.
"Let her go, I admit defeat."
Caesar sat half-sitting on the ground and coughed again, and smiled helplessly.
"You will lose if you don't admit defeat."
The boy turned around and said seriously. Tsundere looks like a child who has a strong desire to compete in games.
Caesar was rarely angry. He even felt that the boy in front of him had the potential to become a qualified tyrant. The elders of the Gattuso family might expect such a person to lead the family.
It's a pity that the girl didn't understand Caesar's kindness at all, and still pulled the trigger her own way, wanting to shoot herself a hundred meters away with a pistol. What's the trick?
The deafening sound of gunshots resounded. The boy turned around faster than a sniper rifle bullet and directly picked up Caesar behind him to use as a human shield. The red anesthesia mist exploded from his strong pectoralis major muscles, scoring twice. , the divine assist from his teammates directly caused the Italian nobleman's eyes to darken and he fainted.
At the same time, Li Yongyuan held up the Type 92 automatic pistol and coldly pulled the trigger. Bullets hit the girl who was kneeling one after another. The huge impact made her body tremble like a sieve, and her gray-blue combat uniform was full of bullets. Bright red "blood stains".
"Really, there's no pity at all, it's not fun."
The beautiful red-haired girl under the combat mask curled her lips. Until the moment she fell to the ground unconscious, bullets were still whizzing towards her with deadly accuracy.
The boy's magnificent golden dragon eyes opened angrily became the last thing she saw, and it was so cold that it made her heart tremble. This is the fate deserved for provoking the majesty of the monarch.
After firing all the bullets in the straight magazine, the field of Yan Ling Feng King's Eyes was closed. He kept the trajectory of the pistol bullets from deviating after the range of the pistol bullet exceeded fifty meters by accurately grasping the speed and direction of the wind. For Yan Ling, The use of spiritual power has reached the point of perfection.
Before the freshman Lion King had time to establish his future dominance in the war with the Lion Heart Society, he was pulled off the throne by the sudden arrival of the True King. Gee, that’s a bit miserable!
At this moment, Lao Wang's experience was equally miserable, of course, more decent than Caesar's.
Chu Zihang and Anwar were both holding swords at the moment, standing calmly on the rooftop and blowing in the wind. It was not that they had finished the fight, but they really did not have the strength to continue swinging the swords, so they could only continue to use their eyes and momentum to force their opponents.
This Middle Eastern man's dark red combat uniform was damaged everywhere, and his wild, lion-like eyes dimmed.
Every scratch on the clothes represents a wound. If they hadn't both maintained their sense and sense of proportion, both of them would have been equally scarred and stained with blood.
"You are very powerful. I am very happy to meet such a brave junior when I am about to enter my senior year. He looks like a newborn lion on the grassland!"
Anwar looked at the cool boy in black in front of him with admiration, as if he saw his successor. With him here, the new student who is as proud as the ancient Roman emperor wants to take away the foundation and venue of the Lion Heart Club. It takes some effort.
Chu Zihang didn't reply coldly. The blood agitation caused by the battle just now has not yet calmed down. He vaguely felt that there was still a new layer of power that could be developed, but he could not control it at the moment.
"President, the battle is over."
A member of the Lionheart Club called through a military headset. The man frowned. Aren't we still insisting on who can fall first? No vision at all.
"The student council president was 'beheaded'."
As if his thoughts had been guessed, the man quickly added, his tone filled with unbelievable horror, but this was a fact.
"What?"
The man who was as calm and strong as a brown bear showed a shocked face for the first time. Even he had to admit that Caesar Gattuso was outstanding, but he was defeated like this, and he was completely defeated. It was not like him and Chu Zihang Now it's a lose-lose outcome.
This person is definitely stronger than the three of them, and more than one. This is the only thought in the man's heart.
"Your friend?"
Anwar raised his head and asked generally.
Chu Zihang could guess the general event from his expression just now, but he didn't expect that guy to behead him as well. To shoot a man first, shoot a horse, and to capture a thief first capture the king. As expected, Du Fu's "Six of Nine Poems Before Leaving the Fortress" was not in vain.
The cold boy smiled, although the smile fell on this ice face, which was a bit weird.
"It seems that there are a lot of monsters among the freshmen who are about to enter the school."
Anwar thought this, because Tuoli's eyes quickly turned dark and he fell on his back.
A large part of the reason for his support was actually Caesar, who was afraid that the Lionhearts would lose and have the rights to use Norton Hall taken away from him. Now that we know that the other party is worse off than ourselves, it doesn't matter who the winner is.
Chu Zihang could barely stand leaning on Murasame. He was able to kill the veteran president of the Lion Heart Society before he officially entered school. Any other person would be proud of him.
"But this is not enough, far from enough." The cold boy cried in his heart as he fell weakly.
He will never forget the golden pupil hidden under the magnificent dark golden armor, the slowly raised spear made of twisted and tough branches of the world, the eight-legged horse with a sound like thunder and a shape like a hill. The horse fled alone on that rainy night when the pouring rain poured down.
He lost the most important person in his life.
"Odin!"
The cold boy had an unspeakable murderous intent on his face, and his consciousness quickly fell into darkness.
"What's the situation now?"
Someone posted a question on the Night Watch forum below the main post about the "Freedom Day" military exercise.
"Caesar and Anwar both lost."
Someone broke the news below, and a simple sentence instantly aroused the curiosity of all the students who peeked at the screen. This was an unexpected situation that no one expected. Neither party that started the war won.
"Tell me carefully upstairs, what exactly happened?"
"Did someone discharge a black gun during the duel?"
"Then who is the winner of this game?"
…………
Posts like these are flooding in below.
"They are two Chinese preparatory students who have not yet entered school. The one who defeated Pinval is named Chu Zihang, and the one who defeated Caesar is named Li Longyuan." The man only said this, but gave almost all the information.
With the programming skills of students in this college, it is almost a matter of minutes to hack into any website in the world that does not have a level five network information security system.
Soon, someone uncovered all the information about Chu Zihang from elementary school to high school. He had titles such as Shilan Demon King, Basic Swordsman, and he was ranked number one on the list.
There are even group photos of him being forced to participate in a school dance with his classmates while holding a colorful ball and a small red flower on his forehead as a child.
"Wow, he has grown from handsome to mature and strong. My little brother is so cool."
"Looking forward to his official enrollment."
…………
A girl's avatar left a message below, and it quickly attracted a wave of fans who like little wolfdogs.
"Where's Li Yongyuan? Have you found him?"
Someone else posted a question below.
"No such person has been found..."
Not long after I posted it, someone responded with an ID called Binary. You could tell by his name that he was an IT tycoon.
