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New story Chapter 31 The price of physical combat

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    "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really couldn't believe it: You could actually defeat Lancaster?" Facing the slightly warm cold wind in the space, Duter's voice was filled with surprise. It seemed that Xia Zuo could  Defeating Lancaster was far beyond his expectations. Xia Zuo also understood the importance of the duel and did not refute his words.

    "How did you get the cross sword in your hand? Even the best forger in the palace can't compare with it?"

    The knights have always been very curious about Xia Zuo's sword. If you look at the surface of this sword alone, the craftsmanship is not very exquisite. On the contrary, it has a heavy and simple feeling, but the sword body is sharp.  The extent was far beyond their expectations, which could be clearly seen from the duel with Lancaster!

    Sensing their surprise, Xia Zuo smiled, with undisguised pride in his laughter

    Just when the atmosphere was lively, Aimeng was the only one frowning and looking at Xia Zuo, not knowing what he was thinking about.

    Dead trees gradually began to appear outside the long wall, and snowflakes covered the trees. Doge, who was following Xia Zuo, suddenly raised his head and barked at the woods, and his eyes suddenly focused on  jungle.

    I saw a commotion in the jungle, and then, several figures flew out directly from it, running straight towards the long wall. The knights each pulled out the cross swords inserted in their waists, and watched the battle.  After such an explosion, the rushing natives stopped abruptly outside the long wall and kept roaring at the knight.

    Xia Zuo hummed, holding the cross sword in his hand and was about to step outside the long wall. A group of knights quickly stopped Xia Zuo

    "Outside the long wall does not belong to our territory!" Aimeng explained to Xia Zuo from the side, and at this moment, the roars of the indigenous people on the outside became even more crazy, with a faint sense of ridicule.  The scraps of clothing kept flying along with the unknown sacrificial dance, with a roaring arrogance

    Xia Zuo put the cross sword back into the scabbard, handed the belt to Aimeng, and then slowly walked to the edge of the long wall, raised his hands in front of them, and then circled around them, just before everyone  For a moment, when he still didn't understand what Xia Zuo wanted to do, Xia Zuo spat directly in front of the natives.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Wow ~!

    The natives suddenly screamed loudly, and the whole figure flew up from outside the long wall. The speed of the natives was extremely fast, far beyond the limit of body speed, just like the knight's force after exerting fighting spirit.  Xia Zuo was so fast that he couldn't react in time and rolled to the ground along with his collision.

    As soon as Xia Zuo's figure jumped towards him, the native's arms were either grabbing or hitting him. Xia Zuo instinctively raised his hands to block, but despite this, he was still hit several times by him. He suddenly felt that the strength of the opponent's arms was amazing, as if he was  The opponent hit his body with a hammer. Thanks to Xia Zuo's unusually strong physique, he was able to withstand it.

    Xia Zuo didn't just surrender. As he blocked with his arms, his footsteps directly hit its body. Suddenly, it was like kicking a hard stone. However, with Xia Zuo's current physique, plus the  The fighting energy in his upper body increased, and even stones would be broken by him, let alone people.

    A kick hit him, and he was kicked out directly. But as soon as he stood up from the ground, the kicked out native flew up again and hit Xia Zuo's body with his head.  Zuo stepped back a few steps, feeling the blood boiling in his body, and the area where he was hit was even more painful.

    Xia Zuo is more suitable for fighting with weapons. Some of his hand-to-hand combat skills are supplemented by swordsmanship. Compared with the natives who have to endure the wind and cold since birth, and drink blood from their hair, there is naturally a gap. However, no matter what kind of skills, they are based on  In terms of strength, strength can also bridge the gap in skills

    The shouts outside the long wall became more intense. The two people standing around with empty hands were facing each other like this. Xia Zuo stared at the figure in front of him coldly. With the concentration of his mental consciousness, the fighting energy in his body continued to surge, and a hot wave of  The feeling radiated from the body again, and a heavy strange feeling suddenly appeared on the body. The natives on all fours were surrounded by a circle, and their back feet suddenly kicked off, and the whole figure suddenly flew up again.

    Xia Zuo clenched his fist tightly, faced the figure that was flying forward, and punched it directly. Xia Zuo's fist collided with the opponent's headbutt, and he couldn't help but take a step back.  However, the native was punched down by Xia Zuo and fell to the ground with a snap.

    Before Xia Zuo could step forward to check, the indigenous figure swooped up again. Xia Zuo crossed his fingers into a fist and hit him on the back. Dark red blood flowed from his mouth.?, sprayed directly onto his clothes, the native held his waist and abdomen, and a considerable force began to squeeze Xia Zuo's ribs, and his bones suddenly felt like they were being crushed.

    Xia Zuo couldn't help but take a cold breath, clenched his fists with both hands, and hit it hard on the back. The natives wailed in their mouths, and tightened their arms to tighten their waists. There was already a cracking sound in the bones, and Xia Zuo's expression was suppressed.  His body was red, and after two deep blows with his clenched fist, the native let out a cry from his mouth, spit out a mouthful of blood, and his thick arms relaxed a little.

    Xia Zuo clenched his fists tightly, and as his fighting spirit increased, they hit him together. Then the aboriginal figure flew out and rolled heavily to the ground.

    Xia Zuo twisted his body and felt a tearing pain in his body. He endured the pain and walked straight in front of him, grabbed his neck and pulled him up from the ground.  , ignoring his struggling and twisting, and threw him directly back outside the long wall

    The clamoring of the natives has stopped now, and they looked at each other a few times. In the end, they resisted the semi-conscious natives and ran back to the original road!

    After they left, Xia Zuo turned his body. Although he defeated him, his injuries were not small, but this is hand-to-hand combat. Even if he hurts others, his own fists will also be damaged.  damage.

    "Why didn't you kill him?" Aimeng walked to Xia Zuo, returned the belt to Xia Zuo, and asked doubtfully.

    After tying the belt, he looked at the leaving natives, then withdrew his gaze, opened his mouth, but could not say a word.

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