Longzhu Prosperity Tour

The second game started immediately, and the two sides fought fiercely. In the end, Liu Junchi's team members were stronger. After seizing a weak point, they knocked their opponent off the stage.

The third match was also very exciting. Two opponents who were tenth-level warriors were equally matched, and the punches were so intense that it felt like watching a world-class boxing match live, which was very exciting.

In the end, it was Wang Zhe's team member who was more ruthless, trying hard to get his opponent to slap him hard, and then seized the gap and kicked him down, but he suffered a lot from it. Injured, but in the end he won.

The current situation on the court is two to one, and Wang Zhe's team is slightly ahead.

The fourth game was about to start. Wang Zhe thought. In this fourth game, Liu Junchi from the opposite side should also play. After thinking for a while, he made a decision. He would be the one to play in the fourth game. . After he got on the fighting stage, as expected, the person coming up on the opposite side was Liu Junchi.

The atmosphere on the field suddenly became tense, and there was a sense of tension, and a war was about to break out.

For this person who almost made him the target of public criticism, Liu Junchi narrowed his eyes and already hated him in his heart. Now we happened to meet him in battle again, and he was already thinking about how to teach Wang Zhe a profound lesson.

As for Wang Zhe, he doesn't have a good impression of this self-righteous and arrogant rich young man. If he has a chance, he must teach him a lesson.

The battle begins

Liu Junchi snorted coldly. He was dressed in white and moved automatically. The energy fluctuations in the early stages of the Shimang Realm surged out. A cold light flashed in his eyes. He took the initiative and rushed towards Wang Zhe.

Wang Zhe is not in a hurry at all. Anyway, what he is best at is defense, and he can take advantage of every opportunity. With a buzzing sound coming from his mouth, a bright light flickered slightly between Wang Zhe's eyebrows, flickering on and off.

Liu Junchi, who was sprinting at extremely high speed, suddenly jumped into the air when he was about to reach the attack range, his body leaned back slightly, and his feet pierced out like lightning. The left foot is in the shape of a pointed cone, followed closely by the right foot. It looks like a pair of Nie Feng's Fengshen legs, which looks quite graphic.

When his left foot was about to touch Wang Zhe's body, the latter also opened his eyes at this moment, and a golden light came out of his body, wrapping Wang Zhe tightly like a passport. Liu Junchi's left foot fiercely Kicked hard on the golden light shield, the light shield was like a balloon, as if someone had pressed it down with fingers, but there was no sign of breaking.

Liu Junchi placed all his weight on his left foot, causing it to sink inwards a little further. The mask was also quite tough, and no matter how hard Liu Junchi tried, he could not break it. One of the two was defending on the ground, and the other was attacking in mid-air. In this state, they were in a stalemate for a while.

The first one to break the deadlock was Liu Junchi, who attacked first. He felt that he could not destroy the protective shield on Wang Zhe's body, and there was also a stagnant feeling on his left foot, as if it was being sucked by the protective shield.

He snorted coldly, kicked out his right foot quickly, and hit it lightly on the shield. With the force of the rebound, Liu Junchi's left foot got rid of Wang Zhe's shield with a little force, and bounced to the In mid-air, Liu Junchi opened his hands like a giant eagle and shouted loudly: "Eagle Strike". A layer of light cyan light of Yuanli covered his feet, and there was a faint and heart-stopping fluctuation. Ripple out.

With a stern look in his eyes, Liu Junchi opened his hands, his feet assumed the same posture as before, and attacked Wang Zhe below. From a distance, it looked like a huge eagle pounced on the prey he was targeting. generally.

When Wang Zhe felt the momentum, his expression changed slightly and he quickly raised his thick arms in the shape of a cross. All the shields on the back disappeared, but the lights on the top of the head and on the chest became a little brighter. "Bu Tiangang" he shouted in his heart. Prepare to take Liu Junchi's attack forcefully.

Wang Zhe's movements were clearly seen by Liu Junchi who was in mid-air, and he sneered in his heart, "Humph, do you think you can stop me just by doing this? It's just wishful thinking."

Thinking like this, the strength under Liu Junchi's feet could not help but increase a little more. When his eagle-claw-like feet struck the shield, Wang Zhe clearly felt a weight on his body, and cracks appeared on the platform under his feet due to Liu Junchi's heavy blows. Like a spider web, spread out.

Having endured the huge impact, Wang Zhe didn't have time to breathe. He turned his hands to grab Liu Junchi's feet and drag him down. But Liu Junchi seemed to have guessed his intention. After the blow, the old drama repeated itself. He kicked off his right foot and leaped upward again, leaving Wang Zhe's hands empty.

Then, there was another heavy blow, but the direction of his attack was changed to the other side, no longer the previous position. Wang Zhe, who failed to succeed, could only continue to defend, hoping to find out where his flaw was. But Liu Junchi's speed was too fast. Whenever he thought of intercepting him, he could always avoid it in time, as if he had calculated it in advance, which made Wang Zhe feel depressed.

Liu Junchi kept changing his position in mid-air, always retreating with one strike, never willing to fight. The look of his attack was just like the way Yang Xi used the Mang Jin Jue to attack in mid-air. It was different. What's strange is that Yang Xi's look looks more like a violent aesthetic, while Liu Junchi's performance is as smooth as a leisurely stroll.

Yang Xi, who was watching the battle in the audience, couldn't help but frown. Is Liu Junchi deliberately imitating himself?

Yang Xi's guess was correct. Liu Junchi had no such plan at first, but seeing Wang Zhe who was defensive like a tortoise, he suddenly remembered the scene in Yang Xi's first game. , he also saw it.

After that, he couldn't stop wanting to try. Unable to bear the itch in his heart, Liu Junchi simply followed Yang Xi's attack method at that time, and performed even harder, with a relaxed expression on his face. It seemed that he wanted people to know that he was much better than Yang Xi at that time. He didn't know why, he just wanted to compete with Yang Xi, and wanted to step on him every moment, and the seeds of jealousy in his heart had quietly sprouted.

Just when Liu Junchi changed direction again and kicked Wang Zhe in the chest and abdomen, a ruthless look flashed in Wang Zhe's eyes, and he suddenly removed all the clothes covering his head and body. The shield only left a piece between the chest and abdomen, which was about the size of a palm, and the light was very dazzling.

Although Liu Junchi noticed this change, he was unable to change his attack method while he was in mid-air, and he was confident that even if Wang Zhe had any subsequent moves, he would be able to protect him. Therefore, his left foot continued to kick Wang Zhe's chest and abdomen without stopping.

Just when the toe of his left foot touched the light shield, Liu Junchi kicked out his right foot again habitually, trying to lift his body up. Wang Zhe, who had no shield for defense, used his thick arms to make a living. He withstood his blow, but this time he didn't seem to get up as smoothly as before.

I saw the light mask under the toes suddenly blooming with an eye-catching light. A swirling airflow appeared on the light shield, and a feeling of weakness appeared on Liu Junchi's left foot, but he could not move even half a minute, and the suction force could not help but restrain his left foot.

Wang Zhe raised the corners of his mouth slightly, he must have finally caught you. He quickly grabbed out his hands and held Liu Junchi's left foot tightly in his hands. Then, with an angry shout, Yuan Power emerged from his hands, and he actually picked him up, imitating Huang Long's example, and threw him up. Then, he slapped him down hard.

Although Wang Zhe is much stronger than Huang Long, Liu Junchi is not Bai Yiming. Even if Wang Zhe seized the opportunity, he did not panic. When he was about to fall to the ground, his hands suddenly Stretching downward, Yuanli wrapped his palms and printed them on the ground. Taking advantage of Wang Zhe's pause of about a second, Liu Junchi threw his arms in the same direction, his arms driving his waist, and his waist driving The legs and body also rotated with the swing of the arms.

Wang Zhe's hands suddenly felt like he couldn't hold it, and he couldn't control the force caused by the rotation. Wang Zhe had no choice but to let go of his hands. After Liu Junchi got rid of the restraints, he lightly pushed his right hand on the ground, stabbed his feet out like wooden sticks, and attacked Wang Zhe who had no choice but to let go. He actually wanted to take advantage of him when he relaxed. machine.

However, his calculation was in vain. Wang Zhe was also very cautious. When Liu Junchi attacked, he had already made preparations for protection. He wrapped his hands with Yuan Li and struck hard with Liu Junchi's feet. After a blow, the two of them retreated backwards. However, Liu Junchi only took two steps back, while Wang Zhe took five steps. The two stood on opposite sides, looking at each other from a distance.

Yang Xi's eyes narrowed. It seemed that Liu Junchi was not just a rich man who was just waiting to die.