Infinite Fighting

Chapter 17 Five consecutive victories

“Bang! Boom!”

Zhang Ji punched out and removed the weapons and equipment from the fourth tin can, directly separating his head from his body, and then threw it hard against the wall of the arena.

This guy got a small-caliber homemade cannon from somewhere. The cannonball was very powerful and Zhang Ji was almost hit.

The main thing is that if you get hit, you may not die, but you will definitely be left with little health.

Facing Zhang Ji who had won four games in a row, the emotions of Li Long's and Pang Yanyang's people changed slightly.

Although the remaining leaders on Li Long's side felt that they did not need to go into battle and could avoid a fatal fight, they were a little dissatisfied that the benefits of winning a game were taken by Zhang Ji alone.

On the other side, some of Pang Yanyang's people were afraid to leave.

The guy ranked sixth was trembling with fear at this moment.

"Elder, let me go." said a tall, short-haired woman wearing alloy leggings.

"My little darling, I originally wanted you to be the last one to perform. In that case, go ahead and fight well." Pang Yanyang looked at the woman and said.

The woman nodded, exchanged the number ball with the trembling man, and then kicked it suddenly.

"Bang~!"

The man flew out and hit the metal seat welded to the auditorium. His chest was bent extremely sharply, and dirt and blood flowed out of his mouth and nose with his tilted head.

The woman walked straight towards the entrance of the arena without even looking at it.

"Kakakaka~!"

The gate opened, and Zhang Ji's expression changed when he saw a woman walking out.

If he remembered correctly, the person who drew number six should be a man.

Of course, Zhang Ji doesn’t care whether it’s a man or a woman, in his eyes they can all be killed.

What now alerted him was that his opponent, like him, was not wearing a tin can and did not even carry a gun.

in the audience.

Wang Quan said to Li Long, "They have violated the rules. Do you want to stop this fight?"

"You won't grow if you only fight the weak," Li Long said calmly.

His true teachings cannot be useless, only able to beat the weak.

And most importantly, rules don’t have much meaning to truly strong people.

If he plays, what will happen even if all the opponents play together?

In the arena, Zhang Ji adopted a cautious attitude for the first time.

The woman stepped on the ground of the arena. She was wearing metal armor that covered both legs, but she made almost no sound as she walked on the ground.

The two were soon less than thirty meters apart.

The woman stopped and Zhang Ji clenched his fists and protected his chest.

"Whoosh~!"

From extreme stillness to extreme movement, in just a moment, the distance was crossed by the other party.

Then came the kick.

Zhang Ji wanted to dodge, but he found that he couldn't avoid it.

He crossed his arms over his chest, ready to take it.

“Clang! Bang!”

A huge force hit Zhang Ji, and his arms were strained. He couldn't keep his body steady and took several steps back.

Before he could even think about his next move, another kick came right after him.

Zhang Ji raised his hand and chopped down, trying to deflect his opponent's kick, but the power from his arm was far beyond his imagination.

Under the same circumstances, the strength of the legs is always stronger than that of the hands, at least three times stronger.

Zhang Ji's arm was kicked away by the opponent almost as soon as it touched him, and then he took a forward kick without moving his body.

"Bang~!"

Zhang Ji fell to the ground and rolled several times before he stopped.

He slapped the ground with both hands and stood up quickly.

I felt a strange pain in my arms and chest. This woman's leg skills were very strong, even stronger than a tin can hitting me.

Zhang Ji felt that his punch was at least a thousand pounds heavy, but the opponent's punch was heavier than his.

The woman tiptoed and approached Zhang Ji step by step.

"Is this all that's left of the Vajra Sect?" Yu Wanqiu said somewhat dissatisfiedly.

Once upon a time, it was at least one of the top five famous sects in Dongji Country.

The current inheritor only has this much strength.

Zhang Ji didn't reply, but was just thinking about how to fight next.

He adjusted his breathing and breathed exactly as described in Iron Shirt. His chest rose and fell rhythmically, and the qi and blood in his body were mobilized and began to circulate rapidly.

"Whoosh~!"

“Bang! Buzz!”

A sudden kick landed on Zhang Ji's left shoulder. This time, the sound of Zhang Ji's skin colliding with the opponent's leg armor was a metallic humming sound.

Zhang Ji vaguely felt that his energy and blood were suppressed. After being hit, a force was accumulated deep in his flesh and blood, and as soon as he could no longer bear it, it would bounce back like a spring.

"Boom~!"

With a sudden force, Zhang Ji mobilized the tendons and muscles in his shoulders and barely blocked the opponent's kick. Yu Wanqiu also struggled to change her moves and retreated a distance using the force.

In the spectator seats, Kratos' eyes widened.

"Zhen character technique!"

"The Divine Art of the Indestructible Body of Vajra" has never been a martial art simply for taking beatings.

If it were just to take a beating, the Vajra Sect wouldn't even be ranked in the top five of the Dongji Kingdom.

This magical skill can accumulate strength while being hit, and then rebound towards the opponent.

After practicing the skill, bullets that hit you will be bounced back along the same path with greater speed and power.

"Iron Shirt" is the entry-level martial arts that lays the foundation of the Vajra Sect. It itself is equivalent to a simplified version of the "Vajra Indestructible Body Divine Art". Relying on the limited space, Zhang Ji forcibly practiced the "Iron Shirt" to 30% of its strength, and also possessed some of the characteristics of this magical art.

"Whoosh~!"

“Bang bang bang~! Buzz buzz buzz~!”

Zhang Ji was kicked continuously, and buzzing sounds burst out from all parts of his body. His muscles vibrated from time to time and he would launch an attack, forcing Yu Wanqiu to dodge.

The two sides fought back and forth for a while.

However, Zhang Ji's body was still not as flexible as the other party.

They can only passively take the beating and it is difficult to find opportunities to take the initiative to attack.

His breathing was already a little disordered.

It is difficult to use the recoil technique if you cannot maintain your breathing.

But when he is tired, his opponent is even more tired.

Women's endurance is not as good as men's, and it is more difficult for them to use their leg skills. So far in the fight, her body has slowed down a lot.

Zhang Ji began to lead his opponent to the place where the tin cans were on the ground.

There are no obstacles in the arena, these tin cans are the only obstacle.

Although they were lying on the ground, the other party would definitely need to move their steps to cross them. As expected, the chasing back kicked the other party a little higher.

Chance! !
Zhang Ji bent down and pushed forward, trying to knock the opponent down and then fight him in close combat.

However, Yu Wanqiu's expression did not change, and she kicked her foot downward suddenly.

"Brush~!"

"Qiang~!"

Zhang Ji was kicked on the back of the head, lost his balance and fell directly to the ground.

"Don't you know that in a move, you only use 70% of your strength and then retract 30%? Do you think I can't change my moves?" Yu Wanqiu said sarcastically.

She didn't know whether she was mocking Zhang Ji or feeling sorry for herself.

They are all from famous and upright families. One of them was stranded on Shanli Island and had to entertain others with her sex appeal in order to get a chance to leave.

The other one has almost lost all his heritage, and now he doesn't even have the most basic fighting skills.

Zhang Ji stood up, shook his head, and felt a buzzing in his head.

He simply took off his helmet, revealing his slightly childish face.

Yes, his face is still very tender.

He guessed that after he came here, he directly became an initialized game character template.

Although he still looks like himself, his bone age is probably only sixteen years old.

"Now I know, come on." Zhang Ji said.

Yu Wanqiu did not hesitate because of Zhang Ji's face. The law of the jungle will not change because of any factors.

Whoever is stronger has the right to live.

"Tap tap tap~!"

Yu Wanqiu took three consecutive steps, each one heavier than the last. Then she suddenly bent her knees and kicked out with her right leg like a spring.

Zhang Ji wanted to step back and dodge, but his speed was far inferior to that of the opponent. In the end, he could only use his breathing techniques and use his arms to resist.

“Buzz! Bang!”

Zhang Ji was kicked several meters away. As soon as he landed, Yu Wanqiu chased him again.

“Bang, bang, bang~! Buzz~!”

Zhang Ji's breathing started to become a little disordered, and his body began to turn purple-blue, and even dark red.

That is caused by the rupture of subcutaneous tissue.

If they were to take those tin cans, Zhang Ji could guarantee that just one kick would be enough to inflict pain on them.

Zhang Ji retreated all the way until he reached the corner of the wall.

“Tap! Boom! Crack!”

The other party kicked the wall, leaving a footprint about an inch deep, with spider-web-like cracks all around it.

Zhang Ji took on dozens of such attacks.

Without the Iron Shirt at thirty percent strength, there is absolutely no way that he could withstand it.

In the audience, Wang Quan said, "It looks like he's about to lose."

"He is going to win, and the one from the Water-Traveling Sect is going to lose." Li Long said.

He saw it clearly. So far, Zhang Ji had only used the "Cat Claw Skill" once at the beginning, without leaving any trace, and poked the neck of one of the tin cans.

And then it has not been used since.

Zhang Ji has always been hiding his incompetence.

If he performed it now, at least he could force Yu Wanqiu not to use her leg skills so wantonly.

After all, if you kick someone, you'll lose two ounces of flesh, and anyone would be afraid of that.

Even if Yu Wanqiu had leg armor, that thin layer might not be able to withstand Zhang Ji's attack.

But Zhang Ji was just enduring, waiting for an opportunity when his opponent would be vulnerable and then kill him with one blow.

Now it is depleting the opponent's physical strength.

Zhang Ji was obviously very clear that if the opponent did not take the initiative to attack, and the two sides started to fight, his speed would not be able to match that of the opponent.

The opponent's physical strength may not be as strong as his, so this is a good strategy.

"Tap tap~!"

Two deep depressions appeared on the ground. The next moment, Yu Wanqiu's feet were off the ground. She turned her body and swept her right leg towards Zhang Ji like a whip.

The performance of leg techniques is not like boxing techniques.

Generally speaking, one or two kicks are only made at critical moments.

Kicking means exposing a weakness, and if you fail to score, it will be easy to lose balance under the opponent's attack.

Although leg-kick masters like Yu Wanqiu have overcome this weakness very well, it does not mean that there are no flaws when they kick.

At this moment, her sideways kick in the air exposed her biggest weakness.

Zhang Ji exerted force with his knees slightly and jumped up to push forward.

"Bang~!"

Zhang Ji did not use his arms to block the kick, but took it with his head. He instantly felt several teeth being kicked out and pain spread from the left side of his face to his neck.

But he had already grabbed his opponent's right leg, with his ten fingers firmly inserted into his thigh, and used the force of his leap to press his opponent to the ground.

"Bang~!"

The two men landed on the ground, and Zhang Ji swung his fist at Yu Wanqiu. Yu Wanqiu's right foot was clamped, and she bent her left knee, trying to push Zhang Ji away, but Zhang Ji did not move at all. He endured the severe pain in his abdomen and punched the opponent's arm.

Just one blow.

"Click~!"

Yu Wanqiu's arm, which was blocking Zhang Ji, was directly broken.

The next moment, Zhang Ji's five fingers had already poked into the opponent's abdomen.

"Pfft~!"

Yu Wanqiu's eyes widened. In order to make her body lighter, she did not wear heavy armor, only a thin layer of armor, which obviously could not block Zhang Ji's five claws.

And Zhang Ji has opened his heart to her, literally.

"Bang~!"

Zhang Ji was kicked away by his opponent's sudden attack, with a piece of intestine in his hand.

The continuous kicks from the other party caused him to suffer unbearable pain in his abdomen. After struggling to stand up, he opened his mouth and blood mixed with teeth fell out, looking a little miserable.

Opposite Zhang Ji, Yu Wanqiu could no longer stand up. She covered her abdomen and stared at the dome of the arena with a dull look, as if recalling the past.

"Tap tap tap~!"

This time, it was Zhang Ji who rushed over quickly and kicked Yu Wanqiu hard on the head.

“Crack! Puff!”

She is no longer silent, and she doesn't have to go through the revolving door anymore!

Zhang Ji didn't even look at her body. He covered his stomach, turned around and walked towards the gate.

"Humph!"

A cold snort was heard, and Zhang Ji inexplicably felt his hair stand on end, as if a fatal threat was approaching.

(End of this chapter)