Chapter 138: Is the magic eagle still obedient?

Name:Four Skills for All Author:Li Xinsui
The two seem to be evenly matched, but there are still subtle changes.

Mo Xiu's movement was slightly behind Zhou Qiuwu at the beginning, but just now, Mo Xiu's movement was already faster than Zhou Qiuwu's.

It can also be said that Mo Xiu predicted Zhou Qiuwu's actions and reacted in advance.

On the court, Zhou Qiuwu frowned, everything was different from what he had imagined!

Zhou Qiuwu watched all Mo Xiu's previous games, and Mo Xiu did not shy away from saying that his skills are all attributes.

Therefore, Zhou Qiuwu predicted that the effect of Mo Xiuyi's skill was to increase all attributes by 600%.

In this case, Zhou Qiuwu's first and second skills are fully used, and there is no problem with defeating Mo Xiu.

But in the battle, Mo Xiu's strength was clearly about nine hundred percent of all attributes, and it was still increasing.

Could it be that Mo Xiu has always preserved his strength? The more Zhou Qiuwu thinks about it, the more terrifying he feels, the first time he thinks he might lose.

Zhou Qiuwu's estimate was wrong because Mo Xiu had never used his full strength on the court.

Even the most difficult battle, when fighting against Xiao Xinru, only showed extreme speed.

Mo Xiu used a special way to increase his strength, coupled with his familiarity with Zhou Qiuwu's fighting methods, his movements were somewhat predictable, giving Zhou Qiuwu the illusion that Mo Xiu was still increasing his combat effectiveness.

Since both of them have melee skills, there is no chance of wits in this battle, and they can only be positive if they want to win.

After attacking for another five minutes, Mo Xiu hit Zhou Qiuwu's shield with all his strength, and took a few steps back with the rebound force to open the distance.

Mo Xiu put his hands behind his back and said: "You have already lost. This is different from what you said before the game. You said that you want to learn my fighting style, but you keep cringing and not daring to attack. You should know that you can't win. ."

Zhou Qiuwu still maintained a defensive posture to prevent Mo Xiu from suddenly attacking.

"I think I can win! With time for this nonsense, it's better to fight again."

Mo Xiu smiled contemptuously: "I'm standing with my hand now, full of flaws, you don't even have the courage to attack, you lose!"

Zhou Qiuwu frowned and said: "I didn't lose! Something comes over!"

Zhou Qiuwu was already angry.

"Is the magic eagle still obedient?"

Zhou Qiuwu looked at Mo Xiu with incredulous eyes, and then immediately returned to normal.

"What magic eagle?"

Mo Xiu's eyes became cold, looking at Zhou Qiuwu's expression, even if it wasn't the magic eagle he raised, he must know something!

Mo Xiu looked at Cao Fenglin in the background. He was so close that he should have heard what he said just now.

After receiving Mo Xiu's eyes, Cao Fenglin nodded and turned around to walk out of the venue.

Yang Qingzhuo saw Cao Fenglin about to leave and asked, "Teacher Cao, have you cheered for Mo Xiu?"

Cao Fenglin walked in a hurry, and said without looking back, "Mo Xiu has won, and I have left beforehand."

On the stage, Mo Xiu looked at Zhou Qiuwu again, even in this situation, he still did not attack.

Mo Xiu exerted force under his feet, bursting out at the fastest speed towards But Zhou Qiuwu.

He also said: "I need to speed up!"

Zhou Qiuwu was shocked and immediately raised his shield to protect himself.

Mo Xiu didn't care about this, his fists were as fast as lightning, and he attacked frantically.

But no matter how fast Mo Xiu's attack was, Zhou Qiuwu blocked them one by one with a shield to protect himself.

Mo Xiu stopped suddenly, and everyone off the court screamed when they saw Mo Xiu's injured hands due to the back shock.

Yang Qingzhuo even covered his mouth, looking at Mo Xiu's hands with tears in his eyes.

Mo Xiu just stood in front of Zhou Qiuwu, Zhou Qiuwu still did not launch an attack.

"Coward! He doesn't dare to attack, how can you win?"

It can be seen that Zhou Qiuwu's confidence is constantly shaking.

But he still didn't say softly: "Who said I can't win without attacking?"

"Hahaha, it's funny, then let me see how you win?!!!"

Mo Xiu's voice was loud and resounded throughout the audience. Unlike Zhou Qiuwu's caution, Mo Xiu was extremely arrogant and arrogant.

Launching an all-out attack again, Zhou Qiuwu still defended with all his strength, without a trace of flaws.

Mo Xiu grabbed the corner of the shield with one hand, preventing Zhou Qiuwu from moving freely, and punching Zhou Qiuwu toward the door with the other hand.

Zhou Qiuwu raised the shield with all his strength to protect his head, Mo Xiu took the opportunity to take a step forward and hugged the shield with both arms.

The shield could not be moved, Zhou Qiuwu hit Mo Xiu with his other hand, hitting Mo Xiu's face.

Mo Xiu's mouth overflowed with blood, but he laughed.

"Is that just enough strength?!!!"

Regardless of Zhou Qiuwu's fist, his right knee was raised and hit Zhou Qiuwu's stomach.

Zhou Qiuwu stepped back under the force, Mo Xiu reluctantly, lowered his right knee and raised his left knee, making another knee.

There are no more moves to talk about, it's totally unstructured fights, kid-like fights.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhou Qiuwu could only turn the shield into a knife, and wanted to get rid of Mo Xiu.

And this was the opportunity that Mo Xiu had been waiting for, in the moment when the shield turned into a sword.

With a punch on Zhou Qiuwu's face, Zhou Qiuwu staggered back for several steps with the knife in his hand. Just as he stood firmly, Mo Xiu posted it again.

Holding the silver knife with both hands, Zhou Qiuwu could not use a conventional trick and could only be passively beaten.

He Lingyue stared blankly off the field and said, "Mo Xiu has always been very cautious in doing things. Why is he so desperate in fighting?"

Liu Ziyang remained silent. At this time, he looked at the court and said, "I have also been curious about this issue."

Du Ya said with great experience: "Aura! Even children know that whoever has a strong aura will win half. Mo Xiu is using his aura to suppress Zhou Qiuwu."

Most of the audience on the scene felt this way. From the beginning of the match, to the one-sidedness now, it is Mo Xiu's momentum that firmly suppressed Zhou Qiuwu.

But only Mo Xiu knows the truth, momentum? Maybe it is possible to suppress other people, and it is impossible to suppress Zhou Qiuwu, who is as stable as a mountain and has a deep heart.

In fact, it was Mo Xiu who had figured out Zhou Qiuwu's fighting method in the previous battle. What did it come from?

It came from the rhythm. At that time, no matter how Mo Xiu attacked, Zhou Qiuwu was always in his own rhythm, which made Mo Xiu unable to start.

But now it's different. Several conversations have made Zhou Qiuwu a little messy, but there are only some.

What is really important is Mo Xiu's unruly fighting style. The moment he grasped Zhou Qiuwu's shield, the whole rhythm was chaotic.

Until now, Zhou Qiuwu was so annoyed that he tried to counterattack several times to find the rhythm but failed.

He could only summon the shield again to block Mo Xiu, and Mo Xiu used all the available joints to continue the harassment.

Five minutes later, both of them were bruised and bruised, and Mo Xiu stopped suddenly.

Zhou Qiuwu panted and said, "What? Can't you move?"

Mo Xiu took two steps back and said, "Look at your feet!"

Zhou Qiuwu looked down at standing outside the court with both feet impressively.

The referee also announced the result of the game at this time.

"Mo Xiusheng!"

At this time, the host took over and said: "The champion is born. This is really a close battle. Let us congratulate Mo Xiu!!!"

Cheers broke out immediately off the court, especially the members of the strongest society, waving the flag and shouting.

But at this moment, Mo Xiu ignored everyone's expectations and walked straight down.

Make a call.

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