On the Drill Ground.
The gazes of over a thousand soldiers all landed on Zhao Rui at this moment.
Facing Bai Wu's challenge, Zhao Rui's answer was naturally to agree.
From the previous matches, Zhao Rui could already see that Bai Wu's martial arts standard was not shallow.
Facing the grandson of Wu Anjun, his hands were truly itching.
Bai Wu's challenge hit Zhao Rui right in the heart.
Everyone came to the martial arts arena in the military camp.
Zhao Rui and Bai Wu slowly walked up the stage.
Below the stage.
Zhao Jiu looked at the imposing Bai Wu and couldn't help but worry.
He had done a lot of research on Bai Wu when he was dealing with him.
This person was able to advance to the position of Ten Thousand Generals.
They did not rely on the glorious achievements of Lord Wu 'an.
All he relied on was his pair of iron fists.
The martial art that Bai Wu cultivated was said to be the Vajra Wave Breaking Fist created by Lord Wu 'an Baiqi.
It was created by Baiqi, the Lord of Wu 'an, when he had reached the peak of his martial arts cultivation. He had combined his own martial arts and the many martial arts manuals he had collected from the six dynasties.
Its power was unfathomable.
An ordinary Profound Finger Grandmaster could kill him with a punch!
"This Bai Wu's Vajra Wave Breaking Fist is said to have almost reached the level of mastery. I wonder if Brother Rui can handle it?”
Zhao Jiu said to Zhao Meng with a worried tone.
Zhao Meng's expression was full of determination, and his eyes did not waver at all.
"I believe that Brother Rui will definitely win.”
"No one can be a match for Brother Rui.”
Hearing Zhao Meng's firm words, the worry in Zhao Jiu's heart dissipated a lot.
He was filled with confidence in Zhao Rui.
On the stage.
Zhao Rui and Bai Wu maintained a certain distance.
The two of them were observing each other seriously and did not make a move immediately.
Bai Wu was the first to speak.
"I have to say that before we met, you gave me a very bad impression.”
"I was planning to find a chance to teach you a lesson.”
"But after meeting you before, I feel that you're not what I think you are.”
"I apologize for this matter. Regardless of the outcome of this battle, I will hand over this batch of soldiers to you.”
"However, I also hope that you can use your full strength to fight me.”
Zhao Rui nodded slightly and replied,
"Likewise."
"Before we meet, I also want to teach you a lesson.”
"But I didn't expect you to be so different from what I thought.”
"In the next battle, I will use my full strength as you wish. I will definitely not go easy on you.”
As Zhao Rui's voice fell, the atmosphere on the stage fell silent once again.
The atmosphere gradually became oppressive.
The originally noisy discussion below the stage had unknowingly quieted down completely under the influence of this atmosphere.
At this moment, all the attention was focused on the two people on the stage.
"Take this."
Bai Wu was the first to attack. His strong body was like a ferocious tiger descending from the mountain.
The stinging wind from the fist flew straight at Zhao Rui's face, bringing with it a tyrannical pressure that was condensed to the point of materialization.
If it was an ordinary person, they would probably have forgotten to react at this moment.
However, Zhao Rui naturally wouldn't be intimidated by Bai Wu's aura.
The innate true qi in his body circulated rapidly.
His body transformed into an incomparably agile cheetah.
In the next second, he easily dodged Bai Wu's attack.
He quickly waved his hands and unleashed the Shura Palm.
He had already promised Bai Wu that he would do his best to face this battle. Naturally, he would not go back on his word.
Shura Palm was a high-level palm technique rewarded by the system.
The content of his palm technique was all-encompassing, with yin and yang working together.
When combined with the power of the Asura Heavenly Demonic Scripture, the power it displayed was even more powerful.
At this moment, even Bai Wu's aura was shocking.
He could not help but be suppressed.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The sound of fists and palms colliding could be heard continuously.
The battle between the two of them was extremely intense and could be described as brilliant.
Below the stage.
Meng Ze and Meng Yun had also heard the news and came over to take a look.
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Looking at the battle between the two people on the stage, they could not help but feel their blood boil.
"Zhao Rui, this brat, really still has a trick up his sleeve when sparring with me.”
Meng Ze looked at the situation on the stage and said with slight dissatisfaction.
"Cousin, if Rui didn't show any mercy when fighting with you, how long could you last like this?”
Meng Yun stood beside Meng Ze and instantly sent out a soul interrogation.
"Uh ~"
Meng Ze choked for a long time.
He turned around and looked at Meng Yun with a scrutinizing gaze."
"Yes, you are indeed my cousin.”
Meng Yun scratched the back of his head. He did not understand what his cousin meant.
The battle on the stage had reached its climax.
Bai Wu's iron fists were wide open and his punches carried a tyrannical force.
On the other hand, Zhao Rui chose to use speed to fight against slowness, combining the real and the fake, causing Bai Wu to be completely confused.
Out of the ten punches, there were none that hit Zhao Rui.
The scales of victory slowly tilted towards Zhao Rui's side.
Bai Wu's punch missed again, and Zhao Rui seized the opportunity to strike out with his palm, which was imbued with Innate True Qi!
"Clang! Clang!"
Bai Wu's body involuntarily retreated a few steps.
Bai Wu stood at the edge of the stage and wiped the sweat off his forehead.
His eyes were fixed on Zhao Rui, who was not far away from him.
Ever since he started cultivating the Vajra Wave Breaking Fist passed down by his grandfather.
This was the first time he had encountered such a difficult battle.
Bai Wu panted heavily.
The blood in his body was boiling.
He was the grandson of Lord Wu An, Baiqi. He was born to become stronger and stronger as he fought until he reached the peak!
"Roar!"
Bai Wu's eyes revealed a tangible battle intent.
He stood up straight and raised his fists high into the sky.
He roared loudly, venting the emotions in his body.
Below the stage.
The soldiers of the White Warriors standing around seemed to be influenced by the atmosphere of the general's shouts and began to shout.
Countless shouts swept through the entire military camp like a violent tsunami.
Endless fighting spirit filled the entire space.
Meng Ze's eyes turned solemn.
Although his martial arts cultivation was inferior to Bai Wu, Zhao Rui, and the others.
However, he was born in Meng tribe and had seen countless things.
Seeing the current atmosphere, he knew that Bai Wu's combat strength was definitely far superior to before.
Would Zhao Rui, a White Warrior, be able to defeat him in such a state?
This was indeed a question.
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