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Liu Zhiqiang stabbed the two daggers into the ground and stood up. He took out two daggers from his military boots, and without replying, he struck the left dagger straight at Zheng Chihu, fast as lightning, Zheng Zhihu saw that he was not able to block it, so he cut the knife in a slanted fashion. Liu Zhiqiang jumped backwards and flipped his dagger in the air, and with the two daggers in his hands, he attacked Zheng Chi-Long from the top, and Zheng Chi-long and his younger brother went overseas for many years.

At this time, he saw Liu Zhiqiang's five-year-old body rolling back to attack him. He sighed in his heart and raised his sword to block Liu Zhiqiang's back.

Liu Zhiqiang saw his opponent's move, so he stopped his movement and dissolved his own fast agile move. He broke out in a cold sweat, and could only do his best with his left dagger to block the uppercut sword and the right dagger to block the incoming long blade. Then he swung his legs to kick Zheng Chihuo's left palm.

Zheng Chi-Long's left palm was used to strengthen his opponent's legs. He was shocked. He did not expect this man to have three to four hundred pounds of strength even though he did not use any evil techniques to transform his body.

In his mind, Liu Zhiqiang had already jumped to the side and thought to himself, "Lucky, I have been busy with the military affairs of agriculture these days." In my mind, Liu Zhiqiang had already jumped to the side and thought in his heart, lucky, I have been busy with the military affairs of agriculture these days.

The reason why Liu Zhiqiang could use these moves the same way was because Liu Zhiqiang possessed the physique of the 'King of Special Forces', had an abnormal strength and speed after going through a biochemical mutation, and was a fast reaction of nerves and muscles. At times, his characteristics were similar to those of deep inner strength, and there were even some that had changed before.

Liu Zhiqiang took a deep breath and attacked once again in close combat, using his own military fighting techniques, his legs moved quickly, attacking more than twenty moves. The Zheng brothers had met with some fortuitous encounters, and learned the top mental cultivation method in the martial arts forest (Nine Suns) since childhood, although they were traveling overseas, rarely were they competing with any of the martial family sects, but they had a lot of combat experience, it did not match up to the leader of the big martial arts sects at all.

However, he had used an extremely fast speed to cover himself, and his strength was still extremely strong, almost five or six hundred pounds. The brothers knew that this five-year-old child could also change his physique, and like a twelve-year-old, his strength had more than doubled. At this moment, they put aside any thoughts of escaping, and fought with all their might against Liu Zhiqiang.

The surrounding crowd could only retreat and form a large circle as they watched the two brothers. Amongst the martial arts of the crowd, there were hundreds of people dressed in bright military uniforms, with Xia Yuanyi leading the way. Everyone felt that the temperature should have dropped in the winter and spring, when it was close to night, but the surrounding spectators could only feel the heat from the battle arena. Liu Yanxin asked in confusion, "Master, how come the inner strength of these two people is so strong, they can release their heat as much as they want?"

Xia Yuan Yi shook her head, then nodded again. After looking carefully, she said to the disciples behind her, "These two people have rather positive inner strength, I have fought against a person before, and I know that there is an extremely long line inside, and the defense is extremely strong.

Behind him, an older lady dressed in white said, "Master, I think that although the Sect Leader's martial arts moves are fast to the point where I can't see them clearly, but I think that it's not very sophisticated. All of these are Shaolin Wudang's basic fist techniques, and there is also no gale that protects the body, I don't know if my eyes are right."

Seeing that, Liu Yanxin replied, "Junior Sister Su, you are still not experienced enough and want to teach Sect Leader about martial arts. Although it may seem weak, in reality, it is very powerful and the complexity is very simple, but in reality, your martial arts has already reached a high level. As you and I are at the periphery, we can clearly see that Sect Leader's speed is very high, and if you were here, could you withstand a move from Sect Leader?" This sentence was a little too loud, and seemed to be spreading to the entire stadium. It was unavoidable that she would be flattering him, but of course, she didn't know that! Right now, Liu Zhiqiang didn't know how to observe the other party's path. Not only that, he hadn't changed his body at all. He was basically using all his strength to fight the Zheng brothers. He couldn't hear them at all.

Junior Sister Su seemed to understand, her fingers moved to cover her mouth as she nodded, "Yes! The Sect Leader's martial arts technique is indeed a self-defeating and slow fighting style, but why is there no Qi overflowing from the Sect Leader's weapons, I am also confused, maybe the Sect Leader's inner force cultivation realm is far from what we can compare. "

In the blink of an eye, Liu Zhiqiang had already exchanged more than two hundred moves between the two of them. Liu Zhiqiang had already exchanged several moves with Zheng Chihuo, and as Liu Zhiqiang saw his opponent continuously parrying the attacks with his saber, his inner strength was blocked by Liu Zhiqiang's move, so Liu Zhiqiang had to use his other dagger to protect Zheng Chiqiang who was standing to the side. Liu Zhiqiang had already roughly understood that Zheng Zhiqiang's blade technique was extremely powerful, while Zheng Chihun's sword moves were small moves, so Liu Zhiqiang was able to add sixty percent of his attacks to Zheng Chighu.

Zheng Chihu's inner strength was quite strong, but it was definitely not because Zheng Chi-long's inner strength was not as strong as his younger brother's. Their inner strength was only around the same level, and Zheng Chi-long was intelligent, so he had more experience of the Nine Yang Divine Art's technique of calming down.

Of course, no matter how powerful Zheng Chihu's strength was, he didn't dare to meet Liu Zhiqiang head on. He could only use his strength to deflect the five-hundred-and-six-hundred-pound dagger, thinking that he would be exhausted too, but the boy was born with great strength, so he was not weakened at all. His palm was slightly numb, and this was the result of his strength being reduced by half.

There were no changes on the surface of the Hundred Faces. The expressions on his face were the same as those of other soldiers; he looked like he was watching a martial arts show. However, his heart was in turmoil, far surpassing the thoughts of the three people in the arena.

While Liu Zhiqiang was jumping back and forth, the three of them exchanged more than six hundred moves, Zheng Zilong grabbed a gap and turned the sword over to his left hand, while Zheng Chihuo retreated to the crowd, returning to the arena with his left hand to his sword. At this time, the two brothers already knew that they could not win against each other, but they could not resist themselves, so they started to fight against each other who had more inner breathing, and the two of them had confidence in their own inner force skills (they also did not know the true name of this inner force skill, but this inner skill had brought them limitless confidence since their days of cultivation).

However, the thoughts of the two brothers were not as clear as Liu Zhiqiang's, because in order to protect them for a long time, the two brothers had used a light movement technique to fight against Liu Zhiqiang's nimble and nimble attack. However, the two brothers had used a light movement technique to defend themselves for a long time, and in almost eight hundred moves, Liu Zhiqiang had used his full strength to attack Zheng Chihuo, and before he could recover his energy, Zheng Chihun had used his full strength to attack Zheng Zhiqiang's sword.

Upon seeing this, Zheng Chihu, who had regained his breath, could not help but sigh. The knife fell from his aching left hand.

When Liu Zhiqiang saw Zheng Chilong throw away the broken sword, he also withdrew his dagger. After all, with the height of a five-year-old child, the posture of driving a dagger against an adult's chest and abdomen was quite strange.

Liu Zhiqiang wiped away the sweat on his face. Unlike the last time, when he captured Zheng Qihu, he didn't walk 50 kilometers in a straight line like he did when he was mutated, but crashed into close to 10 trees and killed the enemy. He was in a coma.

Liu Zhiqiang took the handkerchief from Liu Yanxin and wiped his sweat as he thought to himself: This ancient people didn't have any paper towels, so it's still convenient to have one. I will also prepare a towel in the future, at least I don't have to wipe it with my hand after eating.

Liu Zhiqiang looked at Zheng Fu Song who was in Tian Chuan's embrace and smiled, "Little brother, what's the matter? Do you want your mother's milk? You just saw it, how is my martial arts? Do you want to learn it from me? "

According to Liu Zhiqiang's opinion, was there anything that he couldn't accept? However, he had forgotten that this was a five-year-old child. Unlike Liu Zhiqiang, who was pretending to be a five-year-old child, Zheng Fusong had used a world-shocking move that every child knew — Wailing!

Liu Zhiqiang broke out in a cold sweat when he saw this. Seeing that Tian Chuan's skill at coaxing children was not very good, he glared at Zheng Zilong and cleared his throat a few times.

Zheng Zilong was helpless, originally, this evil sect was so strong, this evil sect master's martial arts were like heaven to him, and he was a practical man, he even tried to kill and rob people, and he did not lack in doing evil arts, and as long as you could help me, this evil sect's evil arts, as long as you can help me, this evil sect's evil arts, this evil sect's evil arts, this evil sect's divine arts, but what was this thing about is that the evil sect wanted to swallow his power, make him obey others, look at others' faces, this was what Zheng Zilong despised the most, he wanted to know, to hire him, but after giving him face several times, the situation was worse than people, laughing at his son. To sweep across the sea and become a hero? This person … Brother, you are a good teacher and a good friend. "

Seeing that Zheng Fusong was still crying, Zheng Zilong added, "Daddy has never heard of a crying hero!"

Zheng Fu Song withdrew his crying after hearing his words. Determination appeared on his young face, although there were still traces of tears on his face. His small hands gently struggled and fell from Tian Chuan's arms. He lightly and delicately showed that he also had some foundation in martial arts.

Zheng Fusong said, "Father, didn't you say that martial arts is a form of physical fitness? Only military training to guard the sea and the rule of the empire is a matter of great Dao. How can I practice more than martial arts?"