Chapter 7 · Purple Battle

Yang Hu's purple fist burst out, and Li Jiaming did not dare to be careless, but he also intended to test how strong his strength was. Dantian killed Jin Dan and rotated, and the black ability quickly flowed in the body to gather the physical strength of the right fist and then launched.

Bum! Li Jiaming punched Yang Hu, and the two punches burst into a deafening sound. Li Jiaming's body retreated uncontrollably by three steps, and his heart was shocked. He looked up and saw that Yang Hu's body could not control and retreated four steps. The first time he had a little better than Li Jiaming.

"Cool! Come again!" Yang Hu roared and bombarded Li Jiaming again.

Li Jiaming can't avoid confrontation with Yang Hu's fist, and he was originally a student with no fighting skills at all. It's just a punch collided with Yang Hu.

Bang! Yang Hu punched Li Jiaming in the left chest, and he was also hit by Li Jiaming. This circle made Li Jiaming hum, but the corners of his mouth were full of blood. Judging from the strength alone, Li Jiaming seems to be better than Yang Hu, and Yang Hu was injured with the same punch. But a purple new human cannot be so simple. He has never used the power of Yang Hu's evolution.

After all, Yang Hu is a purple-level new human. Every promotion is obtained by absorbing biological energy by bit by bit of his own battle. His combat skills are far more skillful than that of Li Jiaming, a young boy from the school. Although he has the same taste as a man in competing with Li Jiaming, he is the boss of a force. Everyone under the stage watches him fight and can't lose his face in front of his subordinates.

Gradually, Yang Hu did not compete with Li Jiaming, and each attack used the fighting skills he learned between life and death.

Li Jiaming's attack gradually became difficult, and he felt very aggrieved. Although the front and Yang Hu's tough attack did not have any advantage, but his every punch was solid! Now his fist can't hit Yang Hu, or when he hits Yang Hu, his strength is uncontrollably unloaded. Even if there is no harm in the fight, but Yang Hu's fist is punched and flesh. Li Jiaming feels that he can't stand it.

Boom! Finally, after Li Jiaming punched and was dodged by Yang Hu, Yang Hu counterattacked and bombarded Li Jiaming's chest. Li Jiaming only felt that his chest was hit by a train. He licked his throat, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and his body flew out uncontrollably to open a big hole in the wall behind him.

Wow, Li Jiaming pushed away the bricks pressed on him. From the new aisle hall, he knew that if he couldn't even win the enemy in front of him, what power could he find the answer he wanted?

"Ky, strength alone is not enough! The killing between life and death is either a child fighting power or a boss, and skills are also very important. Give you another chance to either join me or die!" Yang Hu hammered his chest excitedly. He saw that Li Jiaming's combat skills could be said to be almost zero. In front of his old deep-fried dough sticks, this was a fatal weakness. He secretly decided to use skills to beat Li Jiaming down and make him sincerely convinced at his feet.

"Technique?" Li Jiaming meditated secretly, and Yang Hu's words woke him up and made him realize his lack of skills.

"Ky! Wait for your father and mother to cry." Yang Hu punched out again. There is no doubt that this fist hit Li Jiaming from the tricky dispatch.

Li Jiaming's body retreated, but he forcibly stabilized his body and bombarded Yang Hu again. This time, Li Jiaming no longer bombarded Yang Hu with strength. Yang Hu's punching route, dodge skills, and combat behavior were secretly recorded by him.

Bang! Li Jiaming was blown away by Yang Hu again, and a big pit appeared on the wall behind him

"Ky, you will die if you are distracted in battle!"

"Hey, come again" Li Jiaming stood up with a smile on the corners of his mouth. Take the initiative to attack Yang Hu

"What are you laughing at? I don't know how to live!" Yang Hu felt something was wrong when he saw Li Jiaming laughing, but he didn't know why. The oncoming fist did not allow him to think too much and fought with Li Jiaming again.

No, not to mention that Li Jiaming is indeed very talented in fighting. As he fought with Yang Hu, his unfamiliar skills gradually became smooth, and practice was the best mentor. He used the skills he learned from Yang Hu in the battle between them.

At first, Yang Hu could almost punch Li Jiaming, but Li Jiaming's fists were frequently avoided by him. Then about 20 punches in Yang Hu's attack could not hit Li Jiaming, while Li Jiaming hit Yang Hu at least one punch in 20 punches, and then the two of them almost punched each other. You punched me, and I punched one punched. It hits you the same way.

Yang Hu felt wrong when Li Jiaming laughed, but he couldn't say why. Now he finally knew that Li Jiaming was secretly learning his forehead fighting skills

. But when he realized it now, his skills were almost learned by Li Jiaming. Yang Hu was secretly shocked by what an amazing learning ability Li Jiaming has, motor nerves and a sense of combat. With this learning ability alone, Li Jiaming's creation is absolutely not low, supplemented by his motor nerves and combat perception! As long as the opportunity comes, he is bound to be stunned. This has greatly strengthened his desire to subdue Li Jiaming.

If you can, you must subdue this boy, otherwise you will have to destroy it! Yang Hu thought to himself. But with this distracting, Li Jiaming's fist has hit his head covered by purple armor from a tricky angle.

Yang Hu was hit back by this heavy blow and crashed into the wall not far away.

"If you are distracted in battle, you will die!" Li Jiaming returned this sentence to Yang Hu.

Wang Hu rushed out of the wall. If it hadn't been blocked by purple armor, Li Jiaming could see his face from red to white, then from white to red, and finally directly black.

"You pissed me off!" Yang Hu's voice is very low

"I know when I hear your voice" After learning practical combat skills, Li Jiaming rarely said something to make fun of Yang Hu.

"Do you think purple newcomers are so simple? Will it still fight like low-level new humans after spending a lot of energy on evolution? Let you see my ability," Yang Hu roared.

Knowing that Yang Hu was finally going to use his own power, Li Jiaming dealt with it cautiously.

"You made me angry! Ask you for the last time! Either submit to me or I will destroy you!" Yang Hu's momentum suddenly climbed, and his whole body rose with purple energy like smoke.

"What's there to say! Come on!" Li Jiaming roared, killing Jindan spinning at a high speed, and a large amount of black energy flowed from killing Jindan to all parts of the body. If it hadn't been for the yellow biological armor covering his body, Yang Hu could even see Li Jiaming's body surface with a black halo flowing.

"Then you are ready to die! Let you see my ability! Fine snow!" Yang Hu stretched out a purple sword and appeared in his hand. The thin sword was about three feet long, but only the thickness of his little finger, and the body of the sword shone purple.

"I haven't used this sword since two years of battle. You are lucky to see him again!" Yang Hu looked at the thin sword in front of him, and his eyes were full of intoxication. But a seven-foot strong man holding a thin sword that is almost only used by women makes people feel strange.

"You don't have a chance!" Yang Hu put the sword in front of him, and his whole body was as sharp as a sword.

"Cut! So what, a child's sword, what can you do to me!" As soon as the snow came out, Li Jiaming felt a sense of danger, but he still cheered himself up verbally, and his whole body was secretly full of strength.

"Snow Dance!" Yang Hu shouted, but there was a trace of helplessness in his heart. Such a wizard may have been destroyed in his own hands. Although he can absorb his biological energy, after all, it is a pity that a good help is much better than a energy. However, Yang Hu may not have thought that it was because of the helplessness in his heart that the sharp momentum of the sword of the fine snow dance weakened by half, which made Li Jiaming's sublimation.

With Yang Hu's shouting, Li Jiaming felt that it was really like falling snow around him. A large number of purple snowflakes fell around his body. Suddenly, the snowflakes around him turned into sword shadows all over the sky. There were countless dense sword shadows in every direction and every angle.

"Impossible! This is an illusion!" Li Jiaming looked shocked, and the shadow of the sword in the sky could not avoid it. Although Li Jiaming guessed that the shadow of the sword in the sky was an illusion, he could not know that there was a real sword.

The sharp weapon pierced the sound of the body. Yang Hu held the fine snow in his hand, and the slender sword stabbed Li Jiaming's Dantian. Li Jiaming fell a touch of purple light on the dance of fine snow at the critical moment and tried his best to move his body. Otherwise, this sword would not be stabbed in Li Jiaming's Dantian, but in Li Jiaming's chest. Mouth.

But Yang Hu's sword can completely penetrate Li Jiaming's body, but now he stops there with a strange look and does not stab the snow again...