After the Strange Talk Prevails

　　 On the open space surrounded by a group of onlookers, Zhou Ming is still in an unknown stage.

　　 He watched the person in front of him break the stone plate, wondering what it meant.

　　 But in the next second, the opponent's body changed dramatically.

　　 As the werewolf let out a low roar of beasts, the muscles on his body began to swell, and the black-gray beast hair burrowed out of the pores at a speed visible to the naked eye, covering the whole body in the blink of an eye!

　　 In the sound of swelling bones, the arches of the feet and toes are elongated, the waist becomes thinner, and the shoulders become wider.

　　 was originally close to two meters in height, but in just a few seconds, he increased by one meter. The werewolf locked Zhou Ming firmly with his animal-like pupils, and opened his blood basin and let out a deafening roar.

　　 The onlookers in the crowd retreated farther together, leaving enough space for both sides to fight.

　　 Zhou Ming was also vigilant, took off the big sword hanging on his back, held it in both hands, fixed his eyes on the werewolf, observing every move of the opponent.

　　 Although he doesn't know the reason, he feels that this seems to be a death fight. If he doesn't show the spirit of twelve points, he will die here.

　　 The werewolf did not immediately attack Zhou Ming after completing his transformation.

　　 The tall and fierce beast's body formed a sharp contrast with the short hunter, and the sharp claws of the beast gleamed coldly under the red moon.

　　 This upright beast is overflowing with primitive pressure. In contrast, it is like an unarmed primitive man encountering a hungry tiger.

The spectators around watched this rare match with interest. A laughing gambler popped out of the crowd and opened a gambling handicap loudly. The pressure werewolf.

　　 "The two of them have never fought before!"

　　 "Why do werewolves have an inexplicable sense of fate towards hunters?"

　　 "I hope this battle doesn't end so soon, otherwise it's not addictive!"

　　 Zhou Ming secretly looked at the crowd watching the good show around him, guessing in his mind that such activities should be very common here.

　　 At the moment Zhou Ming was distracted, the werewolf on the opposite side suddenly let out a low roar.

"Roar!"

　　 I saw the werewolf lowered his body, landed on all fours, and rushed towards him at an incredible speed!

　　 In the eyes of others, the werewolf leaped over twice at a distance of ten meters apart. His limbs were stretched, and his already huge body swelled again visually, as if a vicious tiger rushing towards the hunter!

　　 In Zhou Ming's eyes, the opponent's body quickly enlarged in his field of view, and the pressure doubled in one second.

　　 The distance between the two sides instantly narrowed, and the werewolf's claws swept forward like five sharp pocket knives!

　　 Zhou Ming dodged half a stone pillar, and his five claws smashed on the stone pillar.

　　The hard rock failed to slow down the speed and power of this claw. Amid the sour rubbing sound, the claw left five clear claw marks on the stone pillar, and it struck Zhou Ming's abdomen like lightning!

　　 "Zizzizizi!"

　　The big sword rubbed against the ground and pulled out a circle of sparks. Zhou Ming took the waist as the axis, rotated and dragged the big sword, aiming at the wolf's claws and sent a powerful cross!

　　 In the exclamation of the crowd, this beautiful sword was easily flashed by the werewolf.

　　 "Fuck! It was flashed out!" There was a tumult from the crowd onlookers.

　　 "Normal, the response of the beast is already very fast, and one uses a weapon, the other uses a hand, of course, the weapon is not flexible."

　　 "Although the attack power of both sides is similar, whether it is speed or agility, werewolves dominate."

　　 "It's impossible for a human body to throw such a heavy weapon like an arm. Once a knife is missed, it is impossible for a second knife to be cut immediately. I think it's more fortunate for him."

　　 "Hey! Fortunately, I suppressed a werewolf."

　　……

　　 The first attack failed, Zhou Ming was also slightly surprised, the opponent's reaction speed was much faster than he thought!

　　 The heavy sword slashed on the stone pillar beside it, making a loud noise.

There was only half of the stone pillar left. Under this heavy blow, it broke and collapsed. This horizontal split with speed and strength caused a huge flaw in Zhou Ming's posture. The werewolf took the opportunity to stretch out his other hand and explore Zhou Ming's back!

　　While the werewolves changed hands and attacked, Zhou Ming's great sword remained undiminished. The heavy blade gave it great power while also giving it great inertia.

　　 Zhou Ming's body was forcibly dragged and rotated at an angle of thirty degrees after the hacking fell through. Not only did it expose the fatal flaws behind it, but it also lost the vision of half of the werewolf's body!

　　 Zhou Ming can no longer fight back with his big sword!

　　 This is the price of power, not only has to give up smart moves, but also lose the power to attack.

　　 This is not a weapon that ordinary people can control. Once an attack fails to establish an advantage, the side effects are huge.

　　 This sword is too heavy for the human body to command it like an arm.

　　 But the werewolf's hands are real hands. The sharp five claws are another form of weapon. It also has power and speed, but is more flexible! More changeable! Also more deadly!

　　 From the werewolf's evasion of the attack to the second hand-changing attack, it was carried out almost at the same time, the time difference was within 0.5 seconds!

　　 "It's over, I see the hunter..."

A certain spectator was making an on-site commentary, and his commentary was only halfway through. Zhou Ming's left hand decisively released the hilt of the big sword, took out the old-fashioned musket at his waist, and shot the wolf head close at hand. Fast as lightning!

　　 The bullet rushed out of the gun in the gunpowder smoke, rubbing a **** stain on the werewolf's cheek.

　　 In the next second, a large amount of blood sprayed out from the wound, covering the vision of the werewolf's left eye!

　　 "Hoho Ho Ho Ho!!"

In the werewolf’s angry roar, Zhou Ming grasped the straight sword hilt and turned his wrist, and the mechanism of the mother-in-law sword made a slight bounce. The lighter and more flexible straight sword hidden in the big sword changed from the heavy Draw it out of the big sword, like a white light instantly slashing behind him!

　　 The sharp blade slashed open the werewolf's left hand, and the severe pain went straight to the werewolf's brain from the wound like a wandering lightning.

　　 The pain paralyzed the keen fighting consciousness, and a large swath of blood spattered from the werewolf's wrist, dyeing Zhou Ming's black leather trench coat bright red.

　　 In the furious roar of the opponent, Zhou Ming took a step forward, approaching the inside of the werewolf's torso, raised the straight sword in his hand, and slashed it along the line from the opponent's left shoulder to the right waist!

　　 The beast’s muscles have huge elasticity, and the thick coat on the outside also has a certain defensive power, which makes this sword feel not particularly good.

　　 Lost the heavy blessing, the power of the weapon is also greatly weakened, if it is a big sword, I believe the wound cut by this knife will be deeper.

　　 The effect of violent blood is activated again.

After a blow, Zhou Ming took a step back to avoid the blood stream bursting out of the werewolf's chest. The blood stream that would have blocked the vision was completely flashed by him, and a vermilion fan was sprinkled in front of the werewolf~www.wuxiaspot.com ~The beast's snarling roar was furious and frantic, Zhou Ming's heart was like still water, silently calculating the attack steps afterwards.

　　 Zhou Ming's eyes moved slightly, lowering his left hand, and reinserting the gun that had consumed the bullet into his wallet.

　　 The straight sword in his right hand was removed and replaced with his left hand. With his wrist turned, the straight sword plunged straight into the big sword standing on the ground.

　　 Immediately after rotating the hilt vigorously, the mechanism whispered, and the joint was killed, and the two swords were reassembled into a complete one!

　　 So far, only three seconds have passed since the werewolf launched the attack!

　　The crowd onlookers did not even have a chance to react, but the shock in their hearts was no less than any death fight they had seen before.

　　 What they just staged in front of them is a gorgeous art of killing. The speed is so fast that it is almost impossible to recall the details, but its smoothness and simplicity like flowing water left an indelible impression in the hearts of everyone.

　　 There are no extra steps at all, it is simply a violent aesthetic!

　　 The impression of strength and weakness is completely reversed. Primitives and tigers have become butchers and wild dogs. The first round of confrontation is an overwhelming victory of skill over power!

　　 "I... I think the hunter seems to have an afterthought!" The narrator who was halfway through just now forcibly changed his lines and finished the second half of the sentence.

　　 But no one paid attention to him, and everyone around him was caught in a heated discussion.

　　 "It feels like he is different from before!"

　　 "What's the matter with him? I have never seen him play this way!"

　　 "Isn't he not serious in the previous few battles? That sword can still be used like this!"

　　 In the crowd, the gentleman opened his eyes wide, watching this scene in disbelief.

　　 For some reason, he had an illusion that the hunter in front of him was not the hunter he knew, but a different person!