Ma Jiamen: I was forced to fight for supremacy

Ma Zhan clenched the brass pumpkin hammer in both hands, and without thinking, he swept across the army and swept towards the big black man's calf.

Generally speaking, tall people have unstable lower bodies.

As a result, the big black guy felt it was unnecessary to even dodge, and he raised his right foot and stepped directly on the hammer head.

Ma Zhan passively let go of the hammer handle, and with a desperate kick, he kicked the outside of the black man's thigh.

If the big black guy was shorter, or Ma Zhan was taller, the kick would have hit the big black guy in the ribs.

As expected, Ma Zhan's attack was still ineffective, and he was kicked more than ten meters away by the big black guy.

Ma Zhan rolled over several times and took out a bag of arrows and a boxwood bow from the snow.

He quickly put on his arrow and shot a string of arrows at the big black guy.

The big black guy stood there without moving, protecting his crotch and eyes with his hands.

The arrow bounced off after hitting him, leaving only countless small white spots on his body.

Ma Zhan cursed in his heart, what on earth is this thing, a stone man, with a natural talent of shield.

The arrows in the quiver were all shot out. Ma Zhan threw away the bow and ran fifteen steps to the left, then took out a mountain axe from the snow.

Picking his ears... Ma Zhan spun like a top, rushing towards the big black man.

The big black guy stopped again and stood there waiting for Ma Zhan's axe.

With a clang, the big black guy used the axe with his bare hands.

With a strong swing of his arms, Ma Zhan flew out again.

After several tentative attacks, Ma Zhan discovered that this guy would just stand there motionless as long as he was defending.

This might be a way to break through his defense.

The big black guy saw Ma Zhan squatting on the ground without moving, and started walking towards Ma Zhan again.

A pair of big feet creaked on the snow, which made Ma Zhan feel uneasy.

When the big black guy was only ten steps away from Ma Zhan, the opportunity came.

"Right now~."

Ma Zhan raised his right hand and launched a small swallow-wing crossbow.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz"

Three small arrows, each less than twenty inches long, flew out and pierced the black man's left leg before his feet touched the ground.

The small arrow only pierced the black guy's skin and fell to the ground. Even so, the black guy grimaced in pain.

The three small arrows angered the big black guy. He jumped in front of Ma Zhan and reached out to grab him.

Ma Zhan was shameless in the face of danger. He bent down and slipped under the crotch of the big black man.

He then kicked backwards, hitting the big black guy's popliteal fossa.

The big black guy's knees bent slightly and then quickly returned to normal.

Ma Zhan took advantage of the momentum and rolled forward, creating some distance.

"Drilling into his crotch is such a shame, it seems I can only fight him physically."

Ma Zhan gave Meng Yao a look, meaning that she should keep an eye on the wine barrel and that he could handle it himself.

Ma Zhan wanted to run to the tree on the left, but the big black guy didn't give him a chance.

He took a step forward to Ma Zhan and swung a punch at him.

Ma Zhan had experience fighting with such tall and strong men in his previous life. He knew not to fight him from a distance, otherwise he would be crippled by one punch.

Ma Zhan protected his head with his right hand and advanced instead of retreating.

The big black man swung his arm and hit Ma Zhan's left arm, which was protecting his head.

Ma Zhan used his right elbow to hit his lower abdomen at the same time.

Both of them felt very uncomfortable, and Ma Zhan felt like his left arm was about to break.

The big black guy was hit hard in the abdomen by the unexpected elbow and almost peed himself.

The big black guy who was approached did not dare to be negligent. He immediately raised his true energy to protect his whole body.

Ma Zhan didn't care whether the man had real energy or not. With his flexible body movements, he kept attacking the pain points of the big black man, such as his popliteal fossa, crotch, lower abdomen, and ribs.

Ma Zhan used the Chixia Qi in every attack, and his attacks were very shameless.

The big black guy wanted to attack him, but he couldn't use his strength, and he was furious after being beaten.

Finally, the big black guy grabbed Ma Zhan's clothes and tried to tear off the annoying plaster.

Ma Zhan realized something was wrong and immediately pulled the big black guy's belt hard.

With a swish, Ma Zhan's shirt was torn off, and Ma Zhan, with his bare upper body, slipped like a loach.

The big black guy couldn't catch him at all and could only hit him inefficiently.

The two men fought for dozens of breaths. The big black guy was hit more than a hundred times, and Ma Zhan was also hit more than a dozen times.

Even though the big black guy couldn't move his body and didn't charge his attack, he still beat Ma Zhan so hard that blood was hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Mengyao, who was not far away, had anxiety in her eyes. She really couldn't help.

All I saw was that Ma Zhan became more and more excited and ferocious as the fight went on, and the skin on his upper body began to slowly turn red.

Ma Zhan naturally didn't know what was happening in his body, he just felt that the more he fought, the more excited he felt.

He seized an opportunity, grabbed the big black guy's wrists with both hands, and performed a flying cross lock.

"I don't believe that the strength of one arm of yours can match the strength of my whole body."

Ma Zhan felt that the armbar was about to take shape, and he blamed himself for being too short. The big black guy swung his arm and smashed it to the ground.

"It's over. If this hits me, my bones will be broken."

At the critical moment, Ma Zhan raised the Chixia Qi, and felt that the true energy in his body seemed to break through some constraints, rushing out of the body and protecting his body for a foot.

Ma Jiu and Jin Lao, who were not far away, exclaimed in unison.

"It's done~."

"Sixth Rank~."

Ma Zhan smashed the ground with a bang, creating a big hole, snowflakes flew up, and Meng Yao shouted anxiously.

"Tiger~."

With the red cloud energy protecting his body, although Ma Zhan did not suffer any serious injuries, his organs were violently shaken.

Ma Zhan's hands lost their strength, and then the big black man swung his arm, and Ma Zhan flew out and hit a big tree.

The big black guy didn't dare to act rashly, fearing that Ma Zhan would attack him with a hidden weapon again.

Ma Zhan fell to the ground, reached out and touched it, and he smiled.

The bloody teeth were exposed.

"Big guy, let me show you the power of the street fighting weapon from my previous life."

Ma Zhan, who had broken through to the sixth rank, was full of fighting spirit.

The genes of violence and destruction began to stir, and the big guy in front of him who could carry and fight was the target.

Ma Zhan put on brass knuckles on both hands that he had found in the snow.

He clenched his fists, and black light flowed on the brass knuckles, and the array pattern carved by Meng Yao was activated.

Ma Zhan gathered all his Chixia Qi, filling it into his hands and knuckles, and protecting an area of one foot around his body.

Tyson, possessed by Ali, shook his upper body and walked towards the big black man.

The big black guy was extremely depressed. He looked like a big fool, but he was a real fifth-grade master.

However, his skills are special, and his internal strength is hidden under his skin, giving him the illusion of being indestructible.

This kid in front of me was already extremely difficult to deal with when he was at the seventh level. I didn't expect that he could temporarily break through to the sixth level.

He is only in his teens, a sixth-rank master. Since when did sixth-rank warriors become so worthless?

And what this kid was wearing was different from the hammer, axe, and arrow he had used before.

This weird thing is engraved with array patterns. Why are there so many little monsters in the Ma family?