The Reborn Daughter Wants Revenge

Tear your hands and tear your hands. All his abilities are on his hands. On the ring, his hands are in claws. Every time he waves, it seems to carry huge power, making people sweat for his opponent.

On the other side, the Falcon, as its name suggests, is his most powerful one. His eyes are like lightning to wander on the body of the tearing hands, looking for fleeting flaws!

Zhang Zicheng is now in a completely calm state. He calmly looked at the hideous expression of the tearing hand, determinedly judged his next move, and then avoided it in advance! In just three years, he was unable to do with strength and skills.

Upgrading to the same level as these people, he could only find a different approach and use his amazing observation to win one victory after another.

After repeated matches, Zhang Zicheng was able to detect the opponent's weakness in an instant and then quickly win. But this time... Zhang Zicheng couldn't avoid falling into a slight confusion.

The movement of the tearing hand was full of strength and beauty, and it seemed completely impeccable. Zhang Zicheng could not find the opponent's weakness at all, and could only passively dodge. In just a few minutes, he was completely at a disadvantage!

In the audience, the supporters of the torn hands were already screaming wildly.

The tearing hand has absolute advantages and strength suppression. Can the miracle be performed again in this situation?

The Falcon's supporters gritted their teeth. Although the Falcons had no room for counterattack, their eyes were still full of hope.

Because the Falcon has never been an invincible rush, what he is best at is the Jedi counterattack! They were silently looking forward to the moment when the Falcon reversed the situation.

Never seen such a cruel battle, Qin Zhiya looked at the Falcon with her eyes tightly, praying desperately in her heart, Zhang Zicheng, don’t lose, you will definitely not lose, right?

We made an appointment to meet in the park at 8 o'clock tonight. At that time, you said you would definitely arrive on time!

Arrived on time... When Qin Zhiya first heard Zhang Zicheng's promise, she didn't feel attentive. Isn't this the easiest thing? But now watching this life-and-death duel, Qin Zhiya is a little

In a daze, how could Zhang Zicheng feel resolve when he said this?

Zhang Zicheng, if you are late today, I will hate you for the rest of my life! Qin Zhiya bit her lower lip and tried to hold back the tears in her eyes.

"Falcon? Miracle Creator?" The tearing hand suddenly stopped attacking, and a sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

The Falcon didn't know what he meant, so he could only look at him with full vigilance.

Grinned his hands, but slowly stretched: "I thought it would be an interesting battle, but I didn't expect it to be so boring. Is the Falcon? My temptation is over, please accept it.

I'm going to attack with all my might."

A flash of light suddenly flashed in the Falcon's eyes. Damn, aren't the ones before that still the real strength of tearing the hands? Just the ones he showed before have made it extremely difficult for the Falcon to deal with, if...

Before the Falcon could react, a new round of attacks from the Tearman had arrived! Just as the Tearman said, he is now attacking with all his strength, and his speed and strength are more than twice as high as before. The two of them

Just after a meeting, the Falcon was directly grabbed by the other party's claws and cut out several amazing blood marks.

If the Falcon hadn't sided his body at the end, he would have been stuck in the center now, and now he would have been dead!

However, even though the Falcon is still alive, the terrifying wounds on his body have begun to erode his reason. The Falcon's speed has obviously begun to slow down.

The tearing hand seized this opportunity and created several extremely deep wounds on him!

There were a few times when everyone thought the falcon was about to lie on the ground and there was no room for counterattack, but he actually avoided the deadly attack again and again.

He licked his lips with his hands, and a trace of bloodthirsty flashed in his eyes. The game of cats and mice was his favorite. What could be more exciting than destroying a miracle with his own hands? Strange Creator? Haha, then he

The tearing hand is the miracle terminator.

On the ring, the Falcon's blood fell down drop by drop, emitting a scent of blood. Gu Lang could no longer bear to look at it. According to his judgment, Zhang Zicheng was now acting entirely based on his instinctive will.

With these alone, he would never be able to win.

The final outcome of Zhang Zicheng seems to be destined, and his legendary road is finally over...

Qin Zhiya stared at the battle on the field without blinking. She didn't want to miss a minute or a second. She wanted to watch Zhang Zicheng win. The Falcon is the best at Jedi counterattack, and he will definitely not lose.

Is it right?

"Humph..." Falcon gasped heavily, and the excessive bleeding had completely slowed down his movements, and his vision gradually began to blur, and his thoughts could not capture the action of tearing his hands.

This time... is it really going to die? The tearing hand is worthy of being the overlord of H City. In this game, he couldn't see any chance of winning. A bitter smile appeared on the corner of the Falcon's mouth. He was not afraid of death, but he

If you die, you will not be able to fulfill your promise to Qin Zhiya. Tonight, if Zhiya can't see her, you will definitely be angry, right?

But, I have really tried my best... This is a battle that is too disparity, and I can't hold on.

After all, it reached its limit. The falcon staggered and landed on the ground.

Oh no! A hint of horror flashed in the Falcon's eyes. The tearing hand would never miss this opportunity. This time, he had nowhere to hide.

Sure enough, there was a grim smile on the corner of the mouth that tore the hand, and his nails flashed sharply under the light, and his hands directly headed towards the Falcon's heart.

This is a killing shot! The Falcons will no longer have a chance to turn the tables.

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I don't believe it's even better this time, it should be less than two thousand words.