Dragon Clan: The strongest strategist, let the Dragon Clan reach the top of the world

On the stage.

Bart saw that the opponent had taken the weight and was determined to compete with him on this ring.

he asked finally.

"Mr. Heishui, it's too late to give up now. Otherwise, if a fight really breaks out later, hum... I'm afraid I won't be able to withstand even one move, lest I humiliate myself."

"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Bart, but I, Heishui, will bear all the responsibility for this humiliation. There will be winners and losers in a duel. It is normal and not embarrassing. - The real shame is not having the courage to challenge the other party." No, when encountering an enemy, you must draw your sword and use your energy to defeat steel. This is the life creed that I, Heishui, have always encouraged myself to follow!"

Mo Feng's words really made Bart pay attention.

He looked appreciative.

"Okay, okay, haha, just to deal with what you said just now, Mr. Blackwater, I, Bart, respect you as a man. In this case, I, Bart, accept your challenge!"

"Mr. Bart, please give me some advice."

"However, I, Bart, will not bully you. I promise you that in battle, I will not use more magic power than a trainee warrior. In front of everyone present, I, Bart, will say the truth. If there is any violation, I will surrender immediately!"

"Actually, Mr. Bart doesn't have to be like this."

"That's it. Otherwise, in the eyes of others, I am just bullying the weak, and winning will be disgraceful."

Done.

The dwarf warrior, who was serving as the referee and supervising the battle, nodded to the two of them and waved, officially signaling the start of the game.

Bart took the lead in assuming a power-charging stance on the spot, and layers of magic power began to flow throughout his body in waves, and his momentum skyrocketed.

This is just the oppressive force created by him using the magic power of the trainee warrior.

Above apprenticeship, there is junior level, then professional level, and finally senior level.

If you use all your strength.

I'm afraid it will have to be doubled again.

Mo Feng had watched several previous games and naturally knew how fierce the opponent was. Sure enough, what he felt when he was watching in the audience was completely different from what he felt when he was on stage face to face.

"Hahaha..., okay!"

The stronger the pressure, the more excited he felt.

Just use him to test the power of Dragon Clan Holy Armor.

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Mo Feng immediately moved his luck on the spot, and mobilized the holy armor in his body, wrapping his entire arms and hands in a layer of silvery holy armor.

Then he performed the most standard Wing Chun starting movement, ‘asking hands’.

The opponent was too strong, and in the previous few battles, his movements were all wide open and close. Mo Feng knew that he could not face the opponent head-on, so after some thought, he chose the Wing Chun style of fighting, trying to use four or two to move a thousand pounds. , fight.

The Holy Dragon Armor was shown to the world for the first time, which amazed countless dwarves present, including Bart.

"What a handsome armor, Mr. Heishui, it's incredible. It's such a stunning work of uncanny craftsmanship. It really makes people feel hot all over just looking at it. It's hard to extricate yourself."

"Haha, thank you for the compliment."

"What's its name? Can you... tell me?"

"Heirloom armor, I call it pangolin."

"what???"

Hearing that Mo Feng actually gave such a peerless manicure such a weird and sloppy name, it was like a peerless princess being called Cuihua, which made countless dwarves obsessed with forging and smelting very sad.

Bart couldn't help but complain.

"Oh my, this is simply a peerless cabbage that pigs can't bear. Why did Mr. Heishui give it such an ugly name?"

"Pangolin, I think it sounds pretty nice. My hens are also called Huahuatwei, and I have given them all these nice names. Haha, how about it?"

"Mr. Blackwater, you, you, you..., okay, okay..., you are amazing, I, Bart, admire you."

Bart was so angry that he lost his temper.

Mo Feng said.

"Mr. Bart, please focus on the game now, otherwise, you may really lose in my hands."

"Hahaha, it's impossible for me to lose to an ordinary person who doesn't even have magic power with my eyes closed."

"Oh, is it so?"

"Since Mr. Blackwater insists on humiliating himself, don't blame me!"

Done.

Bart officially took action, charging forward, making a fist with his right hand, and charging up a blow!

A heavy fist thrust forward and came towards his face. The punch was extremely powerful and swept in all directions.

Mo Feng's eyes narrowed.

Unexpectedly, he did not dodge or evade, but raised his right hand to block with his elbow.

boom! ——

Under the heavy blow, the strong wind shook Bart. With just one blow, Bart's fist was so powerful that it was far beyond Mo Feng's imagination. It shocked him and sent him flying several meters away, almost falling to the ground on the spot.

Mo Feng was forced to use Wing Chun [Two-word Clamp Yangma Body Holding] the moment he landed on the ground to stabilize his shaking body.

He also made a gesture of crossing his hands and pressing his palms in front of him, and pressing his palms twice behind his back.

Use the shoulders, elbows and wrists to promote strength, and use the strength at the base of the elbows to adjust the breath.

This barely alleviated the huge and terrifying impact of the opponent's punch just now.

There is a saying in Wing Chun: "The long bridge is for luck and breath control, the short bridge is for attack and defense and self-protection." 】

And the action Mo Feng made just now was exactly Wing Chun's long bridge.

-

The hard catch just now was considered as Mo Feng testing the opponent's punching power.

Without the protection of the Holy Armor, I am afraid that just one punch would have been enough to shatter the entire bones of his right arm. This was a blow that was not considered full strength when the opponent deliberately lowered his own strength. .

Mo Feng was shocked. It seemed that he had never practiced magic. It was indeed difficult to have a clear idea of ​​how powerful these practitioners were.

-

Bart punched out and found that the opponent was still unscathed and even stood there with ease, showing a very surprised expression.

The onlookers in the audience were all amazed.

-

After knowing how strong the opponent's punch is.

Mo Feng no longer chose to fight head-on, and his expression became completely more solemn and serious than at the beginning. He made the 'asking hand' gesture again to show that he would continue to fight.

Bart smiled excitedly and rushed over again.

In an instant.

The two were completely entangled this time. Bart's punches were extremely fast, and his movements were wide open and closed, fierce and powerful, like a tiger descending from a mountain, with terrifying moves.

Mo Feng did not lose the slightest chance. He kept blocking with his hands on the outside door, spreading his hands on the outside door, lowering his hands, tying his hands, punching with Japanese characters, pointing fingers, and cooperating with the eight kicks of Wing Chun, using [ Stepping, sweeping, pedaling, nailing, supporting, picking, chiseling, and side spreading] are the methods of attack and defense, which complement each other.

Bart has experienced countless battles since he was a child.

But he has never encountered such a terrifying and shameless fighting technique. While the defense is tight, the attack is extremely fierce.

His fists were very fast, but Mo Feng's attacks were equally fast.

This made him both offensive and defensive at the same time. He was caught in a dilemma, caught in the middle, and extremely uncomfortable.

Hitting and hitting...

It would even give Mo Feng the upper hand, as the opponent's boxing skills were extremely cunning, far beyond his imagination.

And when Bart finally got a little anxious, jumped up, and used a volleying tornado kick, this was also the most taboo move in the competition between the two sides.

The moment Bart volleyed, he also gave Mo Feng the best opportunity to counterattack. After being easily blocked by him, he immediately saw the right moment, made a fist with his right hand, and rushed straight into the opponent's ribs.

——One inch of strength, one inch of punch! ! !

The huge impact force explodes in a square inch, the force starts from the ground, the punch comes from the heart, save energy, attack and defend every inch.

This punch was the heaviest blow that Mo Feng could unleash with all his strength.

-

boom! ! !

Bart was hit hard in an instant, especially since this punch was wrapped in the dragon's holy armor and was struck out.

Its power is great.

It actually knocked him away on the spot and fell to the floor not far away. His expression was a little dazed and his eyes were full of disbelief. He stood up from the floor with difficulty and covered it with his hands. Where he had been hit hard just now, his brows would frown from time to time, showing a trace of pain-bearing expression.

It was obvious that Mo Feng's full blow just now caused him unbearable pain and suffered a big loss, even though he was not defeated on the spot.

"Mr. Blackwater, you really hide your secrets."

He sighed with some gritted teeth.

Mo Feng still stood where he was, using the 'asking hand' gesture, and replied, "The dwarf warrior is upright and brave, and his reputation is well-deserved."

But facing Bart, who was suddenly at a disadvantage.

Under the entire arena.

The large crowd of onlookers were all silent and silent.

Apparently...

Almost no one dared to believe that Mo Feng, an ordinary person with no magic power, could push a professional warrior to such an extent.

Simply incredible.