At noon, there was a soft "clatter" sound above the jungle in Tianbaoyan.
As the last group of mountain birds in the jungle were frightened and flew away, the battle on the school field gradually became intense.
Prior to this, Lin Qian and Zhou Tiangong had fought hundreds of rounds with bare hands.
In the fierce confrontation with fists and fists, both sides won and lost each other, and each suffered injuries.
Lin Qian's body was covered with bruises, and the surface of her fists was covered with deep red ulcers.
Zhou Tiangong also had one cheek swollen, and two snow-white teeth fell out on the sand in the distance.
Although Lin Qian looks sweet, her eyes suddenly turn cold and stern during the battle, and the kick that kicked Zhou Tiangong away was also fast, accurate, and ruthless.
The people in the northern camp looked at each other, feeling that this was completely different from when Lin Qian and Li Yishan were fighting.
But one thing they were sure of was that Lin Qian was really angry this time.
At this time, the two separated again, and almost simultaneously made vigilant and defensive movements to look at each other.
Lin Qianxiang was dripping with sweat and panting. Her expression turned from resentful to solemn.
Zhou Tiangong also grimaced in pain and couldn't help but open and close his clenched fists to relieve the pain in his muscles and bones.
This sharp and dull pain made him grit his teeth.
He said: "Woman, you are very good, you have two hands."
"You too." The other person replied.
"I like you more and more now."
"On the contrary, my dislike of you has never diminished."
Lin Qian sneered and continued: "If it was your head that was blown away just now, I think I would be happier."
As soon as he finished saying this, Zhou Tiangong felt the burning pain on the side of his cheek where he had lost his teeth.
This woman is simply kicking her nose in the face.
In Zhou Tiangong's expectation, he should be able to knock Lin Qian down quickly.
Even if it doesn't take three or two moves to knock down the opponent, the battle can still be over within ten moves.
Therefore, he carefully controlled the intensity of his attack from the beginning, not wanting to hurt anyone, but just wanted to show this ignorant woman a little bit of color.
But it was this kind of negligence that gave Lin Qian the opportunity to attack personally.
In normal times, how could he, the dignified young master Zhou, suffer such a loss? !
"Woman, don't speak too boldly!" Zhou Tiangong threatened fiercely.
But this had no effect on Lin Qian, who smiled and said sarcastically:
"Really? Compared to you, Young Master Zhou, I think I'm already countless times more humble."
"Women..." These words made Zhou Tiangong furious. He said with a sinister smile, "Don't think that you can use your luck to take advantage of your words. It doesn't matter who has the last laugh!"
Lin Qian sneered at this: "Whether it is a hero or a bear, my subordinates will know the truth for themselves. Just now, the outcome was not determined by fists and kicks, so let's fight again with weapons!"
"Okay! That's what I have in mind. Zhou Li, bring me my golden hammer!"
Lin Qian took three steps back and ordered: "Langya and Nan Qi's people disperse!"
The wretched-looking steward under Zhou Tiangong quickly ordered a pair of long-handled golden hammers to be fetched for him.
This hammer is shaped like a gourd and as big as a wine vat. It is made of brass and contains part of purple gold. The handle and body of the hammer are solid. It is said that a single hammer weighs 180 kilograms.
Even before the catastrophe, Li Yishan heard that there was a son of the Zhou family in Rongcheng who could play in the courtyard with a golden urn hammer in one hand when he was six or seven years old.
At that time, many people said that this boy was born with supernatural powers and that he was a martial arts wizard who could not be seen in a century. As long as he is carefully cultivated, he will definitely inherit Mr. Zhou's mantle in thirty or fifty years.
But later it was heard that the child had no interest in martial arts, so the family sent him abroad to study, and news about him gradually disappeared in the martial arts circles.
At this moment, Li Yishan naturally understood that the person he was talking about was Zhou Tiangong.
Although he had known that Lin Qian was very capable, Li Yishan still couldn't help but feel worried for her when facing Zhou Tiangong, who had already been famous since childhood.
Two huge golden hammers were swung into the wind in Zhou Tian's bow hands, like two fluttering toys. Everyone was so frightened that they all retreated back outside the school grounds.
Lin Qian doesn't need anyone to present her weapon, there is a subtle connection between the treasure phantom and its holder. She just stretched out her hand, and the long black ax as tall as a person whizzed from a distance and landed directly in her palm.
She still used the giant red ink axe. The ax handle was one and a half meters long. The entire ax surface was deep black, but there was a hidden red glow at the edge of the axe.
Lin Qian danced the long ax in a circle with one hand, and finally swung it heavily to her side. The air around her seemed to be divided by this sharp swing. Her eyes were cold as she looked at Zhou Tiangong opposite.
At this time, I heard the other person say: "Woman, I will give you one last chance to beg me. Otherwise, it will be difficult to stop you later!"
"Stop talking nonsense, my ax is not a vegetarian either."
Not enough words to speculate. Lin Qian took the lead and kicked the ground with her feet, causing the ground to collapse instantly.
Her body jumped out like a cheetah, covering a distance of more than ten meters in the blink of an eye. She came to Zhou Tiangong and raised her ax to kill him.
Faced with such a prepared attack, Zhou Tiangong was naturally not stupid enough to confront him head-on.
Lin Qian's speed was not considered fast, she just relied on brute force to speed up. Therefore, Zhou Tiangong just turned his body sideways and hid.
"The Exotic Land Development of Vegetable-Growing Skeletons"
The ax blade almost cut the tip of Zhou Tiangong's nose and swung it down, and finally dug heavily into the soil against his toes.
The soil particles collapsed Zhou Tiangong's body, but an evil smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
This woman underestimated the enemy too much. It was not easy to pull out such a heavy weapon.
Especially at this time when the old strength has gone and the new strength has not yet emerged, he can decide the outcome with just one strike!
Lin Qian, you are still too young!
However, at this moment, Zhou Tiangong's smile suddenly froze.
He saw Lin Qian kicking the axe. He didn't know how powerful this kick was, but the ax flew away from the soil and hit him hard.
In desperation, he had no choice but to take three steps back, first colliding with the axe's face with one hammer, and then crossing his two hammers in front of him for protection.
There is no other reason, just because Lin Qian's attack is by no means that simple.
After the red ink ax was knocked back, Lin Qian took advantage of the situation and swung the ax through a large loop in the air, then smashed it down again like a meteor chasing the moon.
That is to say, Zhou Tiangong had already predicted it, otherwise he would never have a chance to stop this move.
There was a "clang" sound, and the hammer handle could barely hold the giant axe, but Zhou Tiangong suddenly fell due to this huge force, and he knelt on the sand with one knee.
Lin Qian looked down at him from bottom to top, making him blush, and his anger almost engulfed Zhou Tiangong.
"Hey, why is Master Zhou kneeling down? If you want to recognize your godmother, it's still too late."
