Chapter 199 The battle continues

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The sword in Ning Xiaotian's hand is like a phantom. It works closely with the arms, wrists, waist, and legs to exert force. Each sword is full of strong power. Each sword is directed at the vital part of the body, especially It's the throat area.

The throat is in the upper body of the human body. For a giant man of such height, raising a knife to block would place a huge load on his wrists and shoulders. This was just like fetching water in his previous life. It was easy to carry the bucket around his waist, but it would be difficult to walk while holding it to his chest. It was extremely laborious.

Over time, your shoulders will become sore and your wrists will ache.

The giant man resisted with all his strength. As time went by, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. It was unclear whether it was due to the violent movements or the burning sun.

"Where did this man come from?" The giant man felt bitter in his heart. His opponent's attack seemed to never stop. Each sword was full of great force, making his jaw numb and the armor on his body felt more and more cumbersome.

He didn't know whether it played a defensive role, but he really felt the burden.

My wrists were numb, even a little swollen, and my right shoulder had a faint pins and needles feeling, which was extremely uncomfortable.

While thinking, his parrying movements slowed down slightly, "We can't go on like this! We must organize an attack and get the upper hand to suppress it." His heart suddenly crossed, he held the handle of the knife across his wrist, curled his waist, and swung the sword with all his strength, and the sword blade collision.

The powerful impact caused the ground beneath their feet to instantly crack.

"What a good opportunity!" Ning Xiaotian's eyes lit up. The waist of the giant man was curled a bit too much. After the blow, the upper body, especially the right shoulder, retreated slowly. The posture of the wrist holding the knife was also a little wrong. It was too forced.

He waited for the expected gap.

While thinking, Ning Xiaotian pushed his heel, stabilized his body first, and then slashed diagonally towards the upper right with his right sword.

"Qiang!" The broad blade flew in the air, and the giant man's sword fell out of his hand, and his body was also slashed to the right.

"It's over!" His heart tightened, and he stepped hard, trying to retreat.

"Pfft" was a crisp tearing sound, the tip of the tongue felt cold, and the Adam's apple surged, but no sound came out.

The sword blade went from bottom to top and penetrated his jaw.

Phew, the sword blade was pulled out, and blood poured out. The giant man's body fell limply, his skull was penetrated, and his life disappeared quickly.

"Hissing" Everyone in the stands felt a chill on the back of their necks and trembled slightly all over. They unconsciously put their hands on their throats, and their Adam's apples surged violently, as if to confirm whether they were still alive.

"Ah!" A woman screamed and quickly covered her face and turned away, fearing to take another look at the giant man in the scene. She buried her body in her partner's arms and kept shaking.

The crimson flowing under the head is really penetrating.

We broke up when we got out, and even brought me to watch such a horrific scene, she thought with a cold look on her face, regretting it.

When the man next to him saw this, he shook his arms slightly and spoke sweet words.

At this time, scenes of horrific scenes were flashing through the woman's mind. The more she tried to forget, the clearer they became. She even completely ignored the thunderous shouts around her. She pulled the man's collar tightly with both hands, looking like she wouldn't listen, I won't listen. appearance.

"That's enough, the man has been carried away." After a while, the man leaned close to her ear and continued.

"Really?" the woman said, covering her plump breasts and slowly raising her head.

As expected, the giant man's body was no longer there, and only faint traces of solidification remained on the original scarlet pool.

It's obviously been cleaned up.

"Then why is the Golden Warrior still standing there?" The woman's eyelashes trembled slightly and she asked doubtfully.

"The Golden Warrior chose to continue." The man looked excited.

"I won't watch anymore." The woman's face turned pale, she struggled to stand up, turned around and left.

The man looked hesitantly at the pretty woman who paused every step of the way, and then at the burly gladiator who slowly walked out of the corridor. He shouted loudly, "Tui'er, you go home first. I'll go find you after I finish reading." After that, he twisted his butt and stopped moving.

I am also a sword martial soul, and such a battle is too difficult to encounter. Cui'er can coax her when she gets back, he thought.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" The woman ran away in tears.

"Brother, how could you do this?" Beside the man, another male companion stood up, with a sad and sad look on his face. "I'm going to take a look. Cui'er is alone, and it won't be good if she encounters danger." After that, , ran away quickly.

There's no way the competition would be as good as Cui'er's, he thought.

"." The man was silent, then his eyes were firm and he continued to look at the field.

Without strength, you can't grasp anything. What he wants to protect is not just his lover.

The harsh "ding-a-ling" bell rang again.

"What's going on? Neither side moved." Everyone in the stands looked at each other.

"General, is this arrangement really okay?" Behind the window on the top floor, the man in green turned his head and asked.

"My skills are not at the same level. I can't beat him anyway, so I might as well try his attack strength and physical limit." The old man sighed, "At my age, I can no longer fight with high intensity and for a long time."

When fighting without using soul power, physical strength, reaction and fighting skills are very important. Then came the weapons. Since the last time he appeared, he had noticed that the sword held by Ning Xiaotian was extremely sharp and had to guard against it.

Before he goes into battle, he needs to collect enough information to understand the opponent he is about to face.

"Hey." The man in green's eyes darkened, and then he felt something in his heart, and said with a forced smile, "Maybe the Golden Warriors won't continue after this game." At least not today, the general can spend one more day with his family and brothers.

The old man's mouth twitched and he didn't answer.

"A mace? It's such a long rod."

Ning Xiaotian looked at the heavily armored man holding a two-meter-long mace in front of him and glaring angrily. He didn't know what to say for a moment, "Do you think I'm exhausted and can't run anymore? Do you want to have a tough battle with me?" "

"With such a long mace, the attack range is extremely wide. Coupled with the heavy hammer with spikes on the head, the power is absolutely overbearing. Even if I stand still and swing in place, I can be killed with just one swing. Seriously injured."

"Wearing heavy armor, the defense is not something I can break through at will." Ning Xiaotian analyzed the situation between the enemy and ourselves, "But wearing heavy armor is easy to slow down, and carrying a mace made of fine iron, the physical strength The consumption can be imagined.”

"Besides, the lethality of the mace is mainly concentrated on the hammer at the top. According to the principle of leverage, swinging such a long rod will definitely put a huge load on the arm muscles, and it can easily break the balance." He thought about countermeasures. , "I can avoid the head, fight close, and use my strength to attack the palms, provided that I don't get caught by him at close range."

"His head and bulky legs and feet are also attackable points."

"I need to take advantage of my speed and use my perception to avoid it."

"It seems that today I have to show off the King of Qin's Column Encirclement." Thinking of this, Ning Xiaotian's eyes narrowed, and the sword blade in his hand changed from a straight grip to a reverse grip, and he galloped forward.

However, before approaching the distance of three meters, the opponent's mace was swung like a windmill.

The powerful force caused a strong wind to blow on the field, causing dust to fly.

"Damn, that's really violent." The audience in the stands thought like this at the same time as Ning Xiaotian.

(End of chapter)