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Strong spiritual attributes, can quickly deduce attack and counterattack methods.

And powerful physical attributes can support this method.

In this short period of three seconds, these methods can already kill Lan Tian more than a dozen times.

According to Zhao Gao's estimate, this situation should be the result of the huge difference in attributes between him and Lan Tian.

Just after thinking about this, Lan Tian's fist hit Zhao Gao's face.

Zhao Gao dodged sideways, took a step to his right, raised his left foot, kicked Lan Tian's chest horizontally with a whip kick.

"Uh... ah!"

As soon as Zhao Gao's feet touched Lan Tian's chest, Lan Tian's face changed drastically.

After that, after a painful scream, his 180-jin body flew out in the direction of Zhao Gao's kick.

"Touch... ah! It hurts! Fuck, it's that bastard who actually threw away something again."

Lan Tian's body flew 20 meters away and hit a person in front, causing that person to curse in pain.

But even though the man yelled and scolded, Lan Tian didn't respond. Zhao Gao went over to see that Lan Tian had passed out, so he didn't respond.

Naturally, Ling Qianhu saw the movement here. He rushed over to take a look, and immediately waved to the soldiers, motioning for them to carry Lan Tian to the military doctor for treatment.

After the two soldiers carried Lan Tian away, Ling Qianhu looked at Zhao Gao with a serious face: "You shot too hard, your ribs were smashed, and your internal organs were bleeding seriously."

Zhao Gao felt uneasy for a while, and looked at Ling Qianhu innocently: "I didn't know he was so ungrateful! He was just kicked out casually."

"Besides, it's my first time fighting with someone, so I don't know how much force I need to use!"

Faced with Zhao Gao's sophistry, Ling Qianhu thought for a second, and felt that it made sense. Who knows the severity of the first strike?

Moreover, looking at Zhao Gao from his eyes, Zhao Gao has not fully exerted all the strength in his body.

After much deliberation, Ling Qianhu could only reply dryly: "This is not an example!"

After speaking, Ling Qianhu wanted to turn around and leave.

But Zhao Gao called him back: "Ling Qianhu, I don't have anyone to practice with anymore, what should I do with my next practice?"

Hearing this, Ling Qianhu turned to look at Zhao Gao, pinched his chin and began to think about how to arrange Zhao Gao's sparring.

Thinking of this, Ling Qianhu turned his head and looked at the person standing beside him watching the excitement.

But when the man saw Ling Qianhu like this, he turned his head away in fear, and pretended to run towards his opponent.

"Ai! Bastard." Ling Qianhu secretly sighed in his heart, and then stopped looking at that person.

"Let's do this! Since your strength is so different from theirs, I'll arrange an opponent for you!"

"Thank you Ling Qianhu!" Zhao Gao clasped his fists and said with joy.

"Hmph! I hope you can still laugh later!" Ling Qianhu finished speaking with a smirk on his face, ignoring Zhao Gao's reaction.

"Adjutant Qian, come here!" Ling Qianhu waved to his adjutant, signaling the adjutant who was supervising the duel to come over.

Adjutant Qian trotted over and said in a muffled voice, "Qianhu, what's your order?"

"It's not a big deal, it's just that he doesn't have an opponent to train with, so it's up to you to practice against him!" Ling Qianhu pointed to Zhao Gao and explained to the adjutant.

Hearing this, Adjutant Qian turned his head to look at Zhao Gao: "I would like to abide by the order of thousands of households."

After speaking, Adjutant Qian pulled off the big knife from his waist and threw it aside.

With a sound of "shua", the big knife with its sheath was inserted into the ground 10 meters away, and went straight into the ground three feet.

"Boy, come on!" Adjutant Qian extended his palm to Zhao Gao and greeted Zhao Gao.

Zhao Gao's face turned serious, and he said seriously: "I've offended you!"

"Beng~" As soon as the words fell, Zhao Gao stepped on the ground,

Using the reaction force, he quickly ran towards Adjutant Qian.

The powerful physical strength stomped the ground down into a half-finger-deep pothole.

Zhao Gao's fast running figure became blurred in the eyes of those Blue Star compatriots. They only saw a black line, which instantly hit Adjutant Qian.

"Bang~" Zhao Gao's foot collided with Adjutant Qian's arm, and the sound of the collision could be clearly heard.

It turned out that when Zhao Gao ran towards Adjutant Qian, he kicked Adjutant Qian in the face, but was blocked by Adjutant Qian with his arm.

Seeing this situation, Zhao Gao immediately took advantage of the reaction force of this attack, retreated a distance, and attacked Adjutant Qian again.

Zhao Gao quickly ran behind Adjutant Qian, and directly punched Adjutant Qian on the head.

But Adjutant Qian was like a prophet, he avoided Zhao Gao's straight punch without turning his head, and hit Zhao Gao's chest with an elbow with his right hand.

Zhao Gao used his free left palm to block the elbow, and his right fist changed directly.

The fist turned into a knife, and slashed at Adjutant Qian's neck.

Adjutant Qian reacted quickly. He grabbed Zhao Gao's saber wrist with his left hand, turned around and made a fist with his right hand, and punched Zhao Gao's abdomen.

Zhao Gao hurriedly made a claw with his left hand, and grabbed Adjutant Qian's wrist at the vital gate. If this blow was real, Adjutant Qian's wrist might have to rest for a long time.

But Adjutant Qian was not slow to adapt. Seeing Zhao Gao's attack and defense, he immediately began to change his tactics.

Withdrawing both palms directly, he moved to the inside of Zhao Gao's arm, and swung away Zhao Gao's attack.

The moment he was swung away, Zhao Gao immediately took a step back, lifted his right foot, and hit Adjutant Qian's head with a whip leg.

But Adjutant Qian just raised his arm and blocked Zhao Gao's attack. Moreover, when blocking, Adjutant Qian took advantage of the situation and grabbed Zhao Gao's ankle.

Zhao Gao's pupils shrank, realizing that he had been deceived and had entered the battle trap set by Adjutant Qian.

Just when he couldn't figure out how to respond, his body's instincts, before his brain could react, had already made a move.

Using the grasped ankle as a fulcrum, the other foot kicked towards Adjutant Qian's chest.

No matter how Adjutant Qian responds, he will be repelled by this kick, thus freeing the grasped ankle.

What Zhao Gao could predict, Adjutant Qian naturally understood.

Seeing that there was nothing to do, Adjutant Qian released Zhao Gao's ankle directly, and an iron bridge avoided Zhao Gao's kick.

When dodging, he kicked Zhao Gao's foot and knocked Zhao Gao back.

When Zhao Gao was repelled, he turned over and squatted on the ground. After gliding two or three steps to relieve the force this time.

Starting from his feet, he quickly ran towards Adjutant Qian again, using the impact of running, he whipped his legs and kicked his hands.

"Bang... bang... bang~" The sound of body collisions continued to resound.

Everyone could only see Zhao Gaohua as an afterimage, surrounding Adjutant Qian's continuous attack, guessing the battle situation based on the sound of the collision.

Palms, fists, claws, kicks, elbows, the more Zhao Gao fights, the more hearty he feels.

Every collision and every change of moves not only satisfied his growing desire to destroy, but also helped him quickly familiarize himself with physical strength and fighting skills.

The more you fight, the happier your heart will be, the more you fight, the more body power you can control, and the more power you have, the greater the power of the attack.

Zhao Gao surrounded Adjutant Qian and attacked quickly. This kind of body collision made him hit faster and faster.