Nine Star Burden

"I'm going, I'm going, I'm going ..." The sound of exclamation, accompanied by the sound of the axe chopping in the field.

On that green field, in the solid iron cage, No. 81 Xingyan waved a huge axe in his hand, and had no contact with Chen Lin, the soldier king from the Xiangnan Military Academy.

After nearly 7 minutes of testing, the two have entered the desperate stage of real swords!

Strong! ferocious! irritable!

Xing Yan's dictionary didn't seem to have the word defensive. The clothes ripped by the sword gas were covered with blood. As he moved, the bulging pectoralis major muscles were looming.

But compared to the blood-stained clothes, the star map blooming on the chest of Xingyan is more eye-catching.

Jiang Xiao saw the double weapon star map for the first time!

In the Star Warrior group, most of the star maps of people are one type, such as Han Jiangxue's white fireworks, and Xia Yan's two-handed giant sword.

In the field of Xing Yan, the star map is a huge beast face shield. In front of the rectangular shield, there is an axe placed obliquely.

27 star slots!

The beast-face shield and axe glowing blue-gray, resembling unearthed bronze artifacts.

Such a pattern combination is very distinctive. Although the animal face on the shield is a bit vague, it can be seen that it is very embarrassing, with its head crooked, and the long handle of the axe in the mouth of the blood basin, as fierce as that of Xing Yan.

From his star chart, it is clear that he is not unable to defend, but just gave up.

Huh!

Xing Yan's body flew upside down, for fear of being 20 meters away.

I saw Xing Yan flipping in the air, landing heavily, stepping out of two dirt pits under her feet, and coughing with a big mouth: "Cough."

Blood ran in the corner of his mouth, but Xing Yan's eyes were always starving like a hungry wolf, staring at his opponent.

On the opposite side, Chen Lin, a soldier in a tattered camouflage uniform, holds the sword in one hand, but the wound on his body is much less than that of Xing Yan. He is not a reckless man and will choose defense when appropriate.

"Yeah." Xing Yan spit blood to the side, the axe that he had been holding with one hand, suddenly clenching his hands, at the same time, he hacked down fiercely!

A black-and-black axe blade was thrown out obliquely at an incredibly fast speed, and even torn the turf under his foot to cut a trail of progress.

But even the axe's arc is as fast as 20 meters away, which is enough for Chen Linshuang from the opposite side to escape.

Apparently, Xing Yan also realized this. He didn't stop. He held a huge axe in his hands and waved it again and again, throwing out the axe and arc.

Chen Lin moved left and right, but felt that the offensive on the opposite side was getting faster and faster, and Xing Yan turned from a close-up soldier into a long-range output cannon!

Players who come to heads-up tournaments have almost no shortcomings!

"Ah, ah!" With the tenth axe cut off, Xing Yan suddenly drank suddenly, his face was blue and violent, his eyes turned black and blue, and the sixteenth star trough suddenly appeared in the star chart. Up!

Under the tattered training hat, Chen Lin's face changed drastically and he felt the winds around him. He retreated sharply, but his body was suddenly crooked, and he avoided the wind blade in the back.

Dodging the first, and the second, the third ...

In a hurry, with Chen Lin as the center, within a radius of 20 meters, the black and black axe arcs are covered!

Remote output! And still range skills!

Chen Lin retired, his body suddenly froze, and the whole person became like Jin Shaanchan, like Shaolin eighteen bronze people.

Ding!

The turquoise axe arc came from the oblique rear, chopping on Chen Lin's right shoulder, making a harsh sound of metal collision.

Ding ... Ding ... Ding ...

The abrupt emergence of axe blade arcs one after another constitutes a truly fierce axe blade storm!

In this turquoise axe blade area, Chen Lin was motionless, as if his body had solidified, but the marks of the axe chop on his body were getting deeper and deeper.

The next moment, everyone widened their eyes.

I saw that in the axe blade storm, Chen Lin's body was carried by the wind blade and flew around in the blue and black storm. The picture was spectacular for a time! Extremely shocking!

This all-round, dead-end axe blade storm lasted 15 seconds less.

at last!

With the scream of Chen Lin, the gold color on his right leg faded, and his calf was quickly torn!

Pulling a hair and moving the whole body, under the pain of the torn and cut calf, Chen Lin's golden light faded quickly.

"Stop! Stop!" The referee's voice suddenly sounded.

"Oh ... hah ... hah ..." Yan Yan gasped with a big mouth, his face was covered with sweat and blood, his right leg was soft, half-knelt on the ground, and his giant black and black The axe disappeared without a trace.

If Chen Lin can support it again, it seems to be another ending?

But there is no if in this world, several staff members have already taken the calf that was cut to three, and quickly ran to Chen Lin.

I do n’t know if Chen Lin ’s legs can be connected. Jiang Xiao believes that the staff here should be very high-level medical department star warriors. After all, these participants are the pillars of the country. Even if they are injured, they are huge. loss.

Xing Yan, the first 16 players are born!

He seemed to be trying to stand up, his body swayed, his legs trembling, and he took a step. His huge body was like pushing Jinshan and falling jade pillars, and fell to the ground with a plop, stained with tender green grass.

The first game was so terrible!

Such a picture and ending seems to make a perfect note for the top 16 places: Want to enter the top 16? Take your life!

This is the belief that a true national team member should have!

Zhao Wenlong slowly got up and walked out of the auditorium.

The two sides of the battle and the number of battles are determined by the child's small hand. Zhao Wenlong and another Shonan soldier king are in the second game.

Even if everyone just watched an extremely horrible match, they have even higher enthusiasm for the upcoming match.

This is not only the competition between Emperor Xingwu and Shonan Military Academy, but also the confrontation between the boxing masters!

In terms of fists, I am afraid that the top 32 present here will not be worse.

However, only three of the 32 can be called "Masters of Boxers".

Xiangnan Military Academy Xing Aiyang, Imperial Capital Xingwu Zhao Wenlong, Central Plains Xingwu Xieyi.

"Aiyang! Come on! Aiyang! Come on!" Zhu Fengyu kept cheering on Xing Aiyang. The tall Xing Aiyang took a deep breath and stepped onto the field.

After 17 minutes, in the sound of "Ada ~ Ada ~", the referee announced the end of the game.

Zhao Wenlong raised his right fist high. The once white fist belt had been stained with blood.

Hou obviously grinned, seeming to disdain, but also expressing that he should be.

In the second game, Zhao Wenlong won!

Jiang Xiao stood up sharply, raised a huge blade leaning next to the seat, and stepped down.

When entering the stadium, he made a slight touch with Zhao Wenlong's fist leaving the field.

Zhao Wenlong was panting, her voice was a little tight, and she was in a bad state: "Don't think she just crawls around. She's fast, you can't imagine it."

Jiang Xiao and Zhao Wenlong passed by, his voice was serious: "I know."

Zhao Wenlong nodded. Among the small group of the Imperial Capital Xingwu, he was most worried about Jiang Xiao.

Although Jiang Xiao has won every time, the flamboyant style and unexpected behavior always make people sweat.

The small hand of a six-year-old child has caused the current situation.

The two soldiers stopped in the top 32, which made people embarrassed. The traditionally powerful horse-dropping seems to give other students some opportunities. man of.

Zhu Fengyu clenched his fists, shook his ears and shook his hair shortly, and there was something in his mouth that seemed to be making some psychological hints.

This is a typical Beijing girl, lively, cheerful, and slightly spicy. Although she went to the Shonan Military Academy, she has a very strong Jinmen and Yanzhao style.

No way, the shadows of Jinmen City and Yanzhao Province are too strong. The Minzhan Association in the neighboring provinces came here to steal their skills.

Zhu Fengyu is a typical shadow series of sensitive warfare, and if it is subdivided, she is regarded as a stab war, not a fighting war.

"Du Miao, Du Miao! You must win!" Zhu Feng muttered softly, opened the iron cage door, and ran into the green field.

If the traditional strong players stop at the top 32 and none of them is selected for the national team list, then this is not only a story, but an accident.

Zhu Fengyu didn't want to see the news the next day:

"The Southwest singled out the king to defeat the South Hunan soldier."

"The imperial capital Xingwu killed Shuangnan Military Academy."

Zhu Fengyu pressed the brim of the training hat, and his beautiful eyes looked at Jiang Xiao in the other half.

The boy was holding a huge blade in his hands, and his eyes were burning to her.

Zhu Fengyu, who loves madness and trouble, is extremely focused at this time, and he has no contempt for Jiang Xiao.

She has seen the trial contest of the Imperial Capital Xingwu, seen Jiang Xiao's exquisite and dreadful swordsmanship, and also saw him chasing Fang Xiao full field.

Zhu Fengyu slightly arched his legs and was ready for battle.

I'm not that useless Fang Xiao.

Is your knife faster than my man?

"Ready for both players!" The referee's voice came through the microphone. "The game is starting!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhu Fengfeng came out with three faint shadows.

At the same time, Zhu Fengfeng's body rushed to the left and right, and that action was obviously avoiding the blessing!

And her little white tender hand also waved, and a shadow blade quickly flew towards Jiang Xiao!

"Cough." Zhu Fengfeng coughed suddenly, his head was heavy, his body suddenly stunned, and the second and third shadow blades in his hand disappeared without a trace.

Obviously, this is the voice of silence!

Jiang Xiao held the blade in one hand, and Fei Fei's shadow blade that shot quickly,

The other hand reached out and aimed at the stabbing battle.

Platinum silence,

This is my most polite opening.

Platinum blessing?

May hurt your self-esteem.