The helmsman covered his chest, "FyrenZhang, your power, where did it come from?"
FyrenZhang bellowed, "Face the Blizzard!"
FyrenZhang rushed up and just fought with the helmsman.
The helmsman's movements slowed down a lot at this point because of the heavy blows he had just received, and FyrenZhang scored back-to-back hits.
Only now the blows were not as effective as just now, the Helmsman had begun to concentrate fully, and his defense and dodging awareness were improving.
Although FyrenZhang had scored successive strikes, he had not injured the root.
Even so, it was extremely overwhelming for the helmsman.
This was because he had already suffered serious injuries within his body, and now, although he was able to resist FyrenZhang's strikes over and over again, with each hard blow, the injuries within his body were worsening little by little.
The helmsman knew that at this rate, he was afraid that he would have to fold here.
FyrenZhang landed a left hook, "Demacia!"
The helmsman's face was hit by a punch, and his entire body flew out horizontally. The group of people from the large organization in the viewing area over there immediately dispersed a large area, and Armsmaster fell to the ground, unable to get up for half a day.
Gold king approached Armsmaster, "What did Fyren just shout?"
Armsmaster shook his head, "I don't know, what a strange name for a move."
FyrenZhang is pressed to know the name of any move, only moves in his head, there are ways and thoughts, but just no name.
FyrenZhang leaned on his knees and also panted a little.
Second level Great Sage Volt Tiger Fist, that had to be above the middle four gates strength to be able to manipulate it.
He only had the strength of the lower four gates, and it was like a small horse-drawn cart, although it also ran, the fatigue was very strong.
Now everyone on FyrenZhang's side got excited!
"Fyren is awesome!"
"Fyren is too fierce!"
"Fyren is hiding something!"
Only Sherry, with a very serious expression, was thinking: so ... if something happens, should I go save him or not? Alas! So hard to think.
FyrenZhang pointed at the helmsman: "You lost!"
The helmsman climbed up, but smiled.
Raising his head, his mouth was full of blood staining his teeth, and although he was deeply injured, his eyes became fierce:
"FyrenZhang! Though I don't know what kind of evil methods you used or what kind of strange kung fu you practiced! But!"
The helmsman bellowed, and all the clothes on his upper body shattered.
"If you think that you can win against me with this three-legged kung fu of yours, you're sadly mistaken! Level two state! Open!"
Buzz-!
FyrenZhang clearly saw that the veins all over the helmsman's body turned black.
Gradually, the capillaries also turned black ...
In other words, his entire body turned black, especially his face!
FyrenZhang pointed at him and turned back to Armsmaster, "This bloodline of his is not particularly pure!"
Armsmaster hurriedly said, "Fyren be careful! This is his second form! It can increase his defense and attack power at the same time!"
Gold king hurriedly said, "But he won't last long! And this state is particularly damaging to himself!"
FyrenZhang also got nervous, "How long can he last?"
"About ten minutes."
FyrenZhang thought to himself, "Isn't this fucking over?
I have only five minutes on this card, and now two and a half minutes have passed.
He can last ten minutes, does he need ten minutes? In a few moments I will be lying down without his help.
In two and a half minutes, there must be a winner!
When the two fought again, the situation was completely different.
FyrenZhang's every strike felt like it was hitting a rock.
This opponent in front of him had suddenly become incredibly hard.
And it looked, from the aura, intimidating.
Like black iron, his eyes were blood red and blood red, while his state was clearly a state of rage.
FyrenZhang's advantage of speed was still there, but after kicking him a few times in succession, he only backed up slightly before immediately charging back up.
FyrenZhang was panicked.
During a duel, if your attacks couldn't do any damage to the opponent, then anyone would panic.
In a real battle, psychological quality was especially important!
Moreover, FyrenZhang was often distracted to peek at his interface's countdown timer, and his time anxiety was far greater than that of the helmsman.
The more FyrenZhang panicked and anxious he was, the more incoherent his movements became, and the punches he threw were instead not as powerful as before.
The helmsman laughed loudly, ''What's wrong FyrenZhang, weren't you fierce? Weren't you very wild just now? Where is your wild energy? Come again! Play with me again!"
FyrenZhang gritted his teeth and kicked him in the eye.
The helmsman aimed for the opportunity and dodged the kick while slamming a heavy punch into the small of FyrenZhang's back.
FyrenZhang was smashed in mid-air and fell straight out diagonally, landing on the ground and rolling to his side of the viewing area. He couldn't catch his breath for half a day.
The helmsman laughed out loud, "So that's all you've got! Ah!"
FyrenZhang wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth and glanced at the countdown.
[Damn, time is running out!
XenaXu was surprised in her heart, this power of Fyren's, was there also a time limit?
If we lose, the consequences will be unimaginable!
XenaXu narrowed her eyes and looked, "Fyren, I took a look, this technique of his is one that forces itself and stimulates its potential. I have a set of silver needles here, if you can stab one of his Dantian, Huichun, Falling Rain, and Downwind acupoints, he'll immediately suffer a backlash. You'll have a sure win."
"Good!"
Everyone in the viewing area over there shouted.
"Good! It's the first time I've seen Servant Master's second form, it's even more powerful than the legends!"
"With such a divine skill, Rudder Master, even if it's with an expert from the Upper Four Sects, I think we can have a battle!"
"Rudder Master, settle this brat!"
"Rudder Master is mighty! Go for it, Rudder Master!"
FyrenZhang held a handful of silver needles, and the Rudder Master narrowed his eyes, "FyrenZhang, come on, I'll see what else you're capable of!"
Time was running out.
FyrenZhang took a deep breath and scrambled out, once again fighting with Bryan.
Bryan's figure was not as sensitive as before, but his judgment seemed to have improved a lot.
FyrenZhang's body moved around, and every time he tried to aim for an acupuncture point, his opponent's fists would strike his own vital points.
FyrenZhang was unable to do so, and after several rounds, he was unable to get close.
His time was not in his favor, and he had to win or lose!
FyrenZhang gritted his teeth and took a risk, the silver needle was just about to pierce his opponent's acupoint.
He then felt a violent tightness in his chest, and his entire body had the urge to vomit blood.
Bryan grabbed FyrenZhang's neck and lifted him up.
"Hahahahaha! Just by relying on this kind of child's playground stuff, you want to break my second form! ?FyrenZhang, a small set of Monkeyish Fists can be played like this, it does have some skill, but against this seat, it's not enough!"
Bryan struggled to swing FyrenZhang and slammed it to the ground.
Bang!
FyrenZhang finally spurted out a mouthful of blood, somewhat in a trance.
Immediately after that, Helmsman Bryan grabbed FyrenZhang's ankle, lifted him up, and kicked FyrenZhang in the chest again, and FyrenZhang fell out far away. Lying on the ground, he couldn't get up for half a day.
The world around him seemed to have been pressed on mute.
FyrenZhang could no longer hear the cheering and concerned shouts of his own people.
Little Monkey Fist? Great Sage Fist of the Volatile Tiger? So it was a set of fists?
FyrenZhang remembered what Herbert had said when he introduced the second level:
"The second level of Little Monkeyish Fist, Fire Eyes and Golden Eyes! After practicing it, you will have a vast sense of God, listen to the six paths, sense the eight directions, have insight and knowledge, and be as sensitive as a saint!"
The helmsman moved his wrists and walked towards FyrenZhang step by step.
A large, eerie black face wore a smug smile.
"Time and time again, time and time again ... abducted this seat's men and cheated this seat's money that has been hard-earned for many years!"
"Enduring until today is already the limit of this seat!"
"It's just a useless rich second generation in the district! Crushing you to death should be the same as crushing an ant! Surprisingly ... even seriously injured this seat, today, I'm going to let you see ..."
"True power comes from the unlimited development of the body.FyrenZhang, take this move, and if you die, blame it on your own bad fate!"
The helmsman grabbed FyrenZhang by the collar and lifted him up, gritting his teeth and grimacing, "You have no idea about true power! Still know nothing about it!"
Who knew that FyrenZhang, who was previously powerless and allowed himself to be grabbed up like he was already half dead.
Suddenly opened his eyes.
Those eyes, gaze like a torch!
Those eyes, sharp as electricity!
Those eyes, confident and resolute!
Those eyes, domineering!
And! The helmsman was horrified to find that in those eyes, there was a faint glint of golden-colored light.
"Shit! I just hate that look in your eyes!"
The helmsman thrust both of his fingers straight into FyrenZhang's eyes.
FyrenZhang, however, closed his eyes.
His ears moved slightly.
Fiery Eyes Golden Eyes.
Listening to the six paths and sensing the eight directions, insightful and sensitive as a saint!
FyrenZhang pushed horizontally with one hand, surprisingly accurately pushing away the helmsman's hand.
At the same time, the other hand deftly changed hands, and a silver needle directly pierced the helmsman's wrist.
The helmsman let out a strange cry and let go of FyrenZhang's collar.
After FyrenZhang landed, his eyes snapped open, no longer anxious about time.
He changed shape the moment he landed, deft as a monkey.
The helmsman's hand that had been pushed away fished for an opening!
FyrenZhang had already turned behind him at this time, and a silver needle pierced directly into his calf joint.
The helmsman screamed miserably, kneeling down on one knee, and went back to grab FyrenZhang again, but FyrenZhang had already changed his position, and was now on his other side, with a silver needle.
FyrenZhang had already changed his position again, appearing on his other side and stabbing a silver needle directly into his solar plexus.
The helmsman screamed miserably and reached out to pull out the silver needle, but FyrenZhang kicked his wrist away, and a silver needle pierced into his neck again.
FyrenZhang circled around the helmsman, needle after needle after needle, and the helmsman's screams were endless.
FyrenZhang's last silver needle was just about to stab down when the helmsman held his wrist, "Damn! You're still coming? It's not over--!"
FyrenZhang's silver needle changed hands and stabbed directly into the crook of his arm.
The helmsman kicked FyrenZhang in the chest and took a few steps back himself, howling angrily through clenched teeth.
FyrenZhang also felt a tightness in his chest, rubbing it and looking at Helm.
XenaXu also popped up with both fists clenched, "Yay! That's done it!"
The Helmsman's face gradually recovered.
He drew out the silver needle in his palm and dropped it to the ground with a clink.
Then he drew out the silver needles in the crooks of his arms, joints, and neck in turn ...
"FyrenZhang!I didn t want to kill you originally, I originally ... but! Today is thirty billion dollars, I also want your life! Ah--!"
At this time, the finance director also awoke.
He woke up is awake, but the two black eyes are no longer in the normal position, he is right on the eyes.
Seeing everything was a double shadow, how could he not see.
He clenched his teeth and touched half a day, obviously in his sight a thick brazier lying in his hand, but after grasping half a day he could only grasp two hands of dirt.
Directly pounced on it, feeling its position with his body, before holding the brazier in his arms, like an ancient soldier with a zap gun, shaking his head vigorously.
Gritting his teeth, he stood out in a very comical manner.
"FyrenZhang! You dare to hit old me! Laozi will fight you! Ah--"
The helmsman snapped and gave him a big mouth, reaching out, "I'm the helmsman! FyrenZhang is over there!"
"Oh!" The Treasurer shook his head vigorously and switched positions, "FyrenZhang! I'll fight you! Ha!"
The helmsman was about to be pissed off at him and pressed his head, turning to a direction, "That one is the pillar! This side is FyrenZhang! You're fucking blind!"
The Treasurer nodded, "Good! I'll remember that! My eyes ... don't seem to be right together ..."
"Fuck off, you piece of shit!"
The helmsman pointed a finger at FyrenZhang in a domineering manner, "FyrenZhang, let's end up dueling it out in a dignified manner! Today, either you die or I die!"
FyrenZhang gasped and raised his head to look.
Crap, there were still twenty-nine seconds left.