European Emperor Cultivation System

Chapter 23 Sword and Fist

"Call the system and add all my remaining skill points to fighting."

"Skills have been upgraded successfully, and the current combat level is lv5, which has reached the highest level."

"There is a mission to defeat York."

Everything was so just right, Li Peijun took a breath, ready to teach this guy well.

Li Peijun imitated them and moved the muscles and bones of various parts of his body, but he couldn't make a coughing sound like them.

"It's okay, I have a system, I can win without fighting like them." Li Peijun comforted himself in his heart.

The difficulty of this one-on-one duel is similar to that of infantry fighting against cavalry before, and Li Peijun is not fully sure of the inferior equipment at the beginning.

The two of them were still pacing back and forth in circles, and York kept gesturing to signal Li Peijun to attack first, while Li Peijun only made false attempts and did not launch a substantial attack.

"I'll let you attack for three rounds first, I'll only defend, and I'll attack after three rounds." York was clearly confident of himself, after all, his distance advantage was too obvious.

"Okay, let's try it." Li Peijun clenched his palm into a fist, and flew up with one step, York just crossed his sword to block.

Naturally, Li Peijun wouldn't be so stupid as to knock someone else's sword with his fist directly, and when he was close to the target, he quickly changed into a recruiting fist and made a surprise kick.

"This game is so stable." Li Peijun didn't take advantage of it at all, but because his position was too low, he couldn't make much effort.

Li Peijun launched another roundhouse kick in the opposite direction, and York reacted quickly and firmly withstood Li Peijun's collision.Li Peijun took advantage of the situation and launched an uppercut and hook kick, but was firmly held down by two hands.

"Damn!" Li Peijun quickly pulled back before he was completely suppressed.

"There are still two rounds, cherish it."

"This guy is not as stubborn as Tiddell. He is difficult to deal with." Li Peijun felt that he had met an opponent.

Li Peijun charged up and sprinted like just now, and the two of them still started fighting in the same way. This time, Li Peijun jumped up with his whole body, and rushed towards York with a flying kick. York stretched out his sword unhurriedly. Blocking, Li Peijun landed on the ground and immediately used his back foot to bounce again, stepping on the blade of the sword and jumping up.

"Eat my kick." Li Peijun kicked York's head with a kick like a strong shot. The guy turned his face to dodge. After Li Peijun jumped into the air, he bounced three times, and the whole person was about to somersault behind York. Throwing him on his back, York also didn't give Li Peijun a chance, and directly intercepted him in the air.

With a sound of "bang", Li Peijun put two fists on York's hand. Li Peijun suffered a big loss in mid-air and was pushed several feet away.

"There's one more round, it looks like you're not doing well, you're not as good as that guy just now." York's joking tone drove Li Peijun crazy.

"Damn it, calm down, there will be a solution." Li Peijun regained his footing and looked for a suitable attacking position.

Still in the same starting gesture, Li Peijun rushed forward again, waving his fists.

"It depends on what tricks you play this time." York deliberately lowered his center of gravity to prevent Li Peijun from taking any chances.

"It's now." Li Peijun seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. A sliding shovel slipped under York's crotch, and the whole person circled perfectly.

"Surrender to death." Li Peijun took the same way to deal with Tiddle, and followed the same pattern, a classic combo with a sweeping leg and a back fall.

"No way." When Li Peijun's sweeping leg hit York, York's body didn't move at all, but his own leg was aching. effect.

Taking advantage of the gap before York could fight back, Li Peijun quickly retreated to a safe distance.

"Three rounds have been used up, now it's my turn." York swung his sword at Li Peijun and rushed towards him.

Li Peijun was forced to dodge sideways, and then hit another elbow with his backhand. It felt like hitting a wall, and only he felt the pain.

York took another low sweep, and Li Peijun jumped and stepped on the sword.With another leap of energy, Li Peijun stepped on the blade of the sword suddenly, and the whole person jumped up again, this time jumping higher than the last time.

"Good jumping ability, but what's the use for it?" York swept across 180 degrees, and Li Peijun had to lean over to dodge as soon as he fell behind. York made another slash, and Li Peijun clamped the sword with his bare hands.

"Your fire is still far behind." York already felt that he was in sight of victory, and the more he tried, the closer his sword was to Li Peijun's position.

"Hmph, everything is unknown until the moment of victory." Li Peijun suddenly pulled away with all his strength, the sword blade passed in front of his face, and a few strands of hair fell down.

Li Peijun stomped on the tip of the sword, stepped on the blade and moved quickly, and kicked York in the face with a flying kick.

"Damn it, my face, my face." York was obviously annoyed, which was exactly what Li Peijun expected to see.

Li Peijun leaned over to dodge York's high-profile sweep first, followed by a low-profile sweep, and Li Peijun stepped firmly on the sword again.

"This time, play something new." Li Peijun didn't use a backflip this time, but directly used a sweeping leg on the sword. York did not expect that it hit him heavily on the side of the face.

Li Peijun stepped on the sword again, stepped on York's shoulder and jumped directly behind him, and made up for a sweeping leg and a back fall. This time York was not as prepared as before, and he was fooled by Li Peijun. Flip on the ground.

"You lost, Your Excellency." Li Peijun picked up the sword that fell on the ground, and pointed at Lord York who fell on the ground.

(End of this chapter)