People in Douluo, good at hugging thighs

The opponent is now in full strength. It seems that they can only temporarily lure the opponent to attack on the edge of the attack, which consumes the opponent's physical strength... Ning Xiaotian has no choice but to stop quickly, testing and observing the frequency of swinging the mace to find the nearest enemy.

body gap.

For a while, the two fell into a stalemate.

"Nima, it's like a turtle shell, how can you fight like this?" The audience outside the venue felt their scalps numb.

"It feels like I can only exhaust my opponent's physical strength. Now I can't get close at all." Someone shook his head and complained, "This gladiator is a real dog. He just stood there and swung his stick. Do you dare to take a few steps forward? I was shocked to see it.

Blushing for him."

In his opinion, anyone who does not take the initiative to attack is a coward.

"If I were the Golden Warrior, I would just sit there and rest." A joking voice came from the side.

"You are resting, isn't that gladiator resting?" His companion rolled his eyes.

"That's really going to last until dark." A man in the back row grabbed the front seat with both hands and laughed.

"Let's see how the Golden Warrior breaks the game." The man in the front row who spoke first shook his head helplessly. After saying that, he slapped his thigh, raised his eyebrows, and shouted loudly: "What did the steward of the arena think? Send such a person here, and follow

It was far worse than the last game.”

"Agree!" Everyone around said in unison.

They came to the arena just to watch the fights, so what's the point if they can't fight now.

A man's romance can only be met by a stick and a sword that can see blood.

"I feel like you can fuck me." Suddenly someone screamed strangely.

The friends stopped talking and looked at each other with caring eyes. The man next to him also laughed, winked and said: "Come on, I can take the brothers to your house for dinner at noon."

The boat of friendship was capsized at any time, and he glared at his friends: "You really hope that daddy and I will die soon?"

Joking aside, he is not really blind. The timing and strength of the giant man's swing cannot be achieved by the elders of the Soul King in the clan.

"Get out!" Everyone found a point to vent their anger and punched hard.

"Oh, don't slap me in the face!" the man wailed.

"Who the hell is pulling my pants?" His face suddenly looked horrified, and someone among his friends had something wrong with his taste.

"..."

On the audience stage, heads were moving, noises were coming and going, and many people were huddled around, discussing intensely.

"How should the Golden Warriors break the situation?" became the focus of the topic.

Ning Xiaotian turned a deaf ear to the noise. His eyes were focused at the moment, staring closely at the shoulder blades of the giant man in front of him, and his mind was active, "When swinging a heavy object like a long stick or mace, the force of the arm starts from the shoulder.

Then there are the upper arms, elbows, forearms and wrists. The muscles and bones work together to maximize strength and save effort."

"That's why this giant man has been able to swing the mace so far." His pupils flashed back and forth, "Look directly at the swing of the mace. Even if you find an opening to take action, it's already too late. You have to take action earlier.

.”

Ning Xiaotian's eyes were intense and concentrated, and the world in his sight gradually became "slower".

The flying dust is slowly "rising", and the ferocious hammer nails are clearly visible. The armor on the shoulder blades of the giant man is stacked and criss-crossed, swaying and pressing with a very small amplitude. The amplitude is so small that it is almost difficult to see with the naked eye, but at this time it is

It was clearly seen by him.

Although the soul guide worn on the wrist can imprison the soul power, the mental power cannot be imprisoned.

As a method of eye training, the Purple Demon Eyes greatly improved his vision, which has already reached the subtle state. Now with the blessing of strong mental power, the effect is even more significant. "Plop...Plop..." He can even feel it

to hear the other person's heartbeat.

It seems to be beating faster.

The giant man wielded the mace almost instinctively, swinging, spinning, intercepting, blocking, teasing, leading, and picking... all the most basic attack movements. After fighting the enemy for a period of time before, he had already formed muscle memory. "It's really

What an annoying guy!" The giant man looked disdainfully, even a little annoyed. The little man in front of him was jumping around him like a disturbing monkey.

"No matter how many times I try, the result is the same!" He sneered. He was very confident in his speed, reaction, strength, and the attack range of the mace. The little man on the opposite side did not dare to rush in at all.

Anyone who tries to get close to him will be crushed.

What's more, he is also wearing a suit of heavy iron armor, and even his neck and limb joints are protected by a layer of chain mail.

As long as his eyes are not hit, he is invulnerable.

"Little dwarf, are you done with it?" the giant man taunted. He was 2.4 meters tall and the opponent was not even his shoulders. If he dared to jump up and attack his eyes, he would be able to slap him away with just one slap. It would be as easy as slapping him away.

A fly.

Ning Xiaotian turned a deaf ear and continued to wander around the strong man, taking note of the movement of the giant man's shoulder blades. At the same time, he paid attention to the rotation of his opponent's ankles. "Plop, puff," his heartbeat was beating steadily and his body was tense.

Like a cheetah ready to go.

Not long after, his pupils suddenly shrank, and without any hesitation, he rushed in with his sword horizontally on one side.

"Damn it, the Golden Warriors rushed in!" Someone in the stands jumped excitedly.

The two of them had been in a stalemate before, and he felt aggrieved.

"Hiss..." More people held their breath, leaned forward subconsciously, and stared with bright eyes.

The ferocious spikes on the top of the mace just rubbed against Ning Xiaotian's face.

Lowering his body, the giant man's ankle was still turning to the right, "Hiss!" The sharp sword stabbed horizontally, hitting the inner joint of the knee. "The chainmail at the joint is not as thick as the turtle shell you are wearing." Ning Xiao

Tian sneered, and the sharp sword tip passed through the gap in the mail. With great force, the keyhole was cut open. Although it was not very deep, it was enough to touch the muscles.

"Tsk." The sword blade cut through the muscle and blood flowed.

"Ah... Damn it!" The giant man groaned in pain. He subconsciously bowed his right foot due to the severe pain. He quickly swung his body back and swept the mace in his hand, hoping to split the enemy open. "Whoops!" The blade of the sword was already twisted.

Quickly pulling out, while increasing the pain of the giant man, Ning Xiaotian put his left hand on the ground, and his body jumped to the left with the force. "Ah!" the giant man screamed.

Due to the severe pain, my right leg kept shaking.

The attempt to sweep the mace stopped abruptly because the right foot could not move, and the waist was stretched to the limit.

"Now, you're not that tall." Ning Xiaotian sneered, thrust his sword into the ground, and pulled with all his strength with his right hand. The giant man's head and the chainmail on his neck suddenly fell backwards, "Crack." The giant man gritted his teeth.

, it felt like his neck was about to be broken. The huge pressure from his upper body made his twisted waist and cervical vertebrae feel like fire, and it also made the wound on his leg even more painful.

Kneel down halfway with your right leg and lean your body back at a 45-degree angle.

"Your neck is not as hard as you think." Looking down at the giant man, Ning Xiaotian hummed.