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After two minutes of activity, he felt that his body had fully moved, and Lu Ming suddenly stopped.

"Can't run?"

Ito Ichiro grinned, his stout arm waving a long whip, 'whispering.

"Snapped!"

The long whip was like a scorpion's tail, slashing hard at Lu Ming.

It can be seen that Ito Ichiro should have been practicing the long whip day and night in the past two days.

Seeing that the long whip was about to hit him in the face, Lu Ming suddenly kicked the head of the gun, and the tip of the gun was sent forward, stabbing out diagonally from above, like a cloud dragon probing his claws, and blocking the long whip.

The whip body quickly wrapped around the gun several times.

Ito Ichiro was overjoyed: "I caught you!"

He grabbed the spread of the change, drank it angrily, and pulled back with force, trying to pull Lu Ming over with a gun.

This powerful posture almost overturned the arena.

"Snapped!"

The whip was as tight as a bowstring.

However, Lu Ming did not move in place, as steady as a rock.

The joy on Ito Ichiro's face instantly solidified, and he felt that his long whip seemed to be entangled in three mountains and five mountains, and he did not move.

Looking down the long whip that collapsed into a straight line, it happened to meet Lu Ming's gaze.

He saw that a smile slowly appeared on Lu Ming Gujing Wubo's face.

"It's me!"

"Snapped!"

Lu Ming slowly stepped back and announced, the right hand holding the gun pulled back slightly.

Immediately, Ito Ichiro felt an irresistible force coming from the long whip, which made his five fingers loose.

I watched helplessly as the long whip flew out of my hand and landed two meters away.

Just as he was about to pick it up, his ears moved, and the footsteps of 'Tanda' sounded.

Looking up, I saw that Lu Ming's figure moved at an unknown time, approaching at a terrifying speed.

Ito Ichiro had a bad premonition in his heart, and he kept comforting himself that this armor was made by King Kong, and even if the bullets could not penetrate, he would definitely not be able to hurt himself.

However, after a while, his desire to fight was reversed.

Half a meter away, Lu Ming swept away with a simple and unpretentious shot.

Under the sweeping force of this huge force, the red tassel spear bent slightly, which shows how terrifying the sweeping force is.

"Bang!" The shot hit Ito Ichiro in the abdomen.

You can almost see the air seem to tumble.

A force penetrated through his armor, Ito Ichiro's eyes suddenly burst, and he felt that his internal organs were rolling. The huge force pushed his body and exclaimed his feet off the ground, and flew back two or three meters away.

This scene is very explosive!

With one shot swept away, Ito Ichiro, who now weighs a thousand pounds, was shot out into the air.

This power is simply perverted!

Lu Ming chased at his feet, penetrated the body of the gun with force, and smashed his ear straight at the ear again.

"Bang bang bang!"

Everyone saw that the spear burst out with terrifying power in Lu Ming's hands, and there were almost no extra moves. Just one word - smash!

Every time he smashed, Ito Ichiro's body would retreat several meters in a row.

That solid armor is already full of dents.

Ito Ichiro kept making a dull groan, but was wrapped up in the sound of the armor smashed by the gun.

"My mother, is Lushen still human?"

"It's still worth watching, of course not!"

"Is this armor made of paper?"

"Is this Daxia's martial arts? It's too strong, I'll go to Daxia to learn right away!"

The audience watched with excitement and shock.

Ito Ito, who was fully armed, was powerless to defend against Lu Ming's one shot.

His proud power is a joke in front of Lu Ming!

On the edge of the arena, Ran's face became solemn.

"His power! Horror!"

"Never collide with Lu Ming head-on, wander, only wander!"

"Have to find a way to get rid of his spear."

Chen Wushuang's eyes glowed: "Good marksmanship!"

Among the eighteen weapons, only marksmanship is the most difficult!

It's easy to get started with marksmanship, but difficult to master. Without ten or eight years of hard training, you don't even think about entering the room.

But if you want to practice to the level of Lu Ming, you can't achieve this level without decades of hard training.

However, Lu Ming is less than twenty this year!

This is also the most doubtful place for all the masters who came to watch the game. Where did this freak come from? Is it really possible that there is such a martial arts prodigy?

"boom!"

Another shot slammed down, and Ito Ichiro's huge body slammed into the edge of the octagonal cage, and then fell to his knees with a plop, his hands on his knees, preventing himself from falling down.

Looking at Ito Ichiro who was smashed to the ground and was trying to get up, Lu Ming frowned.

He glanced at the red tassel gun in his hand and did not continue to use it.

If he wanted to, he could smash the tortoise shell on him even if he smashed it.

But then, the red tassel in his hand should also be broken.

After all, the force chop is not a puncture, no matter how powerful the force is, there is still no cohesion from the stab.

He didn't want to smash the red tassel in the first boxing match.

"idiot!"

"idiot!"

Ito Ichiro cursed angrily. Under the armor, his seven orifices were bleeding, and he had already greeted Lu Ming's ancestors in his heart.

He supported his body and stood up slowly, and saw a long whip not far away through his eyes.

He slowly moved his heels, found a suitable point of focus, and was about to rush over to grab the long whip.

As long as you have a whip in your hand, you can pull the distance away.

Even if you can't win, you have to take this game off.

Otherwise, you will lose in less than three minutes, which is too embarrassing!

But as soon as he thought of it, he was stunned.

He saw that Lu Ming appeared one meter away from him at some point, and a long whip on his toes appeared in his hand.

He saw Lu Ming look at him, and smiled at him, saying a very standard Japanese: "It's over!"

He didn't understand what Lu Ming meant by saying this.

But he soon understood.

The whip was as flexible as a snake in Lu Ming's hand, and with a flick of it, it wrapped around Ito Ichiro's ankle.

"rise!"

With a loud shout, Lu Ming's arm exerted force, and Ito Ito, who was wearing an armor of more than 1,000 pounds, was pulled by the long whip and left the ground under the force of this swing.

Ito Ichiro was stunned, he felt himself flying.

With his body in the air, he couldn't exert his strength and was powerless to struggle.

Lu Ming threw faster and faster, and the centrifugal force made him feel that he might be launched at any time.

As long as the whip on his ankle fell off, he would turn into an arrow and slammed into the octagonal cage.

At that time, even with this starting love protection, he will be knocked to pieces under the action of the huge impact.

But he obviously thought too much, and Lu Ming didn't have this plan.

"rise!"

Lu Ming shouted again, clenched the hand of the whip, and lifted it up.

Ito Ichiro, who was flying horizontally, flew upwards with his enormous force. Under the superposition of high-speed shaking and centrifugal force. Fly towards the octagonal cage.

Lu Ming released his palm, and the whip flew into the air with Ito Ichiro.

The 150,000 spectators at the scene followed and raised their heads, watching Lu Ming show the most primitive violence, and the audience lost their voices.

"clang!"

The spear stomped and inserted it into the ring.

He took off the giant horn bow on his back, bent the bow and pointed the arrow to the top of the octagonal cage.

"jump!"

The right hand grabbed from the quiver behind him. He took out the only four arrows and aimed at Ito Ichiro in mid-air amid the puzzled eyes of everyone.

The right arm that clasped the bowstring, pulled it sharply.

"Creak!" This 400-pound horn bow, which was nearly two meters long, was violently pulled by Lu Ming.

Someone asked in a trembling voice: "He... what is he going to do?"