Now I want to stop, but I feel that the palm of my hand is inseparable from the bamboo pole, as if it is completely adsorbed on it. I have never thought that there is such evil Kung Fu in this world, and Lynch in front of me can master it. No wonder Lynch has to seize the bamboo pole in my hand at the risk of disability, and this guy is playing this
idea!
But it can be seen that Lynch can't do anything else when he uses this move, because if Lynch could move now, he would have taken advantage of this opportunity to kill me.
Lynch can't move, neither can I. This skill is too evil, and I don't know where Lynch learned this kind of thing.
I took a deep breath, sank into the elixir, and decided to stop it.
After all, if I let Lynch go on like this, I'll be a piece of human flesh. I adjust my breath and forcibly control my internal power and breath. This method is obviously very effective. I already feel that the speed of internal power loss in my body is not as fast as before, and even has gradually stopped.
Lynch looked at me in surprise. Obviously, Lynch didn't expect me to be able to do this. This made Lynch snort again, and then he became more focused.
This Lynch has increased his strength, and I can only increase my control with the amount of Lynch, so as not to let any power in my body lose.
Otherwise, even if I can survive this period, I will be exhausted by then. How can I be Lynch's opponent?
At this time, it has completely become a silent fight between Lynch and me. If anyone can't hold on first, maybe he will be the ultimate loser.
Lynch is obviously stubborn. He seems to have made up his mind to let me fail in front of him in this way, so Lynch doesn't want to retreat.
I think it's not a thing to go on like this all the time. In the end, even if I win or lose, it's not good for me.
But now I can't let go, and I can't let go. Can't I really stand off with Lynch like this all the time?
I took a look at Lynch. Obviously, Lynch is more and more serious. He has to decide whether to win or not.
Think of here, I can't help but eyes slightly narrowed, and then continue to Qi Shen Dan Tian, let oneself become more stable.
Lynch found that he couldn't breathe, and he stepped up his efforts again. Lynch was totally on this with me.
At this time, I suddenly let go of the defense, and even helped Lynch to pour all the internal forces in my body directly into his body. How could Lynch imagine that I suddenly had this move?
Lynch couldn't defend or react to the attack of my internal force. He was driven back a long distance by the force, and didn't land until he hit the post around the challenge arena.
But at this time, Lynch is very embarrassed, and even because he can't bear the huge internal force, Lynch has a mouthful of blood sprayed directly on the challenge arena. At this time, Lynch seems to be seriously injured. And the bamboo pole in my hand, because it can't bear such a strong force, directly broke into slag, and my face is very pale. The moment just now is not so simple for me, and it is also very harmful to my body.
People under the stage can't help exclaiming at this scene. They didn't expect Lynch to fly so far. What's more surprising is that the bamboo pole that seems to never break in my hand has become powder at this time, because in most people's eyes, the bamboo pole in my hand is not an ordinary bamboo pole, but a magic weapon made of special materials. Otherwise, why can't no one break it after so many powerful opponents?
But now the bamboo pole has been broken. Is the strength of my competition with Lynch enough to destroy a magic weapon?
Or This is just a fragile bamboo pole?
A lot of people can't get this answer up to now, so they can only have a heated discussion under the stage.
Lynch obviously didn't want to make himself so embarrassed. It took him a lot of effort to get up from the ground. Because he was seriously injured, Lynch even had to use his sword to prop up his body.
But at this time, Lynch was laughing wildly, as if he had met something extremely happy. Everyone looked at Lynch in the challenge arena puzzled. In the competition just now, Lynch was obviously the underdog. Just now, Lynch even flew upside down and didn't know how far away he was. Although I was pale and seriously injured, I was not as embarrassed as Lynch. And Lynch vomited a lot of blood. Judging from the color of the blood, Lynch was obviously suffering from a very serious internal injury. It is estimated that Lynch's injury will become more serious if he wants to gather strength again. I don't know what Lynch is happy about in this case.
"I won, I won!" Lynch laughed and yelled, which made the onlookers look at each other and thought that Lynch was not really crazy, was he? Is that Lynch's brain? Why else is Lynch so disorientedQing?
At this time, I also gradually stood firm, glanced at Lynch and said softly, "where did you win? Your internal organs have been injured, and you can't fight any more. "
Lynch glanced at me, laughed again, and said, "what's this little injury? I even nearly lost my life, but I still survived. It's not a wound to me at all
This Lynch was a bit arrogant. He didn't even feel anything when he hurt his internal organs. I don't know if Lynch really hurt his brain just now.
"It's you. Don't you find that Are you out of weapons now? " Lynch raised his sword and pointed at me, as if to remind me of this, and as if to show off his weapon in front of me.
No wonder Lynch just laughed like that, because of such a reason!
In this eye-catching sword raising conference, players with a good weapon will obviously improve their chances of defeating their opponents. At this point, it's time to fight for the strength of both sides, but I lost my weapon. In front of Lynch, I really lost my fighting power.
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