"What?" Ye Chunlin was slightly stunned, and his heart suddenly stumbled.

At this time, Wu Di took off the black cloth bag on his back, opened the black cloth bag, and he touched the black three-numback out of the bag.

"You have the qualifications to let me use this No. 1 pick."

"Zhuangsheng stick?"

Ye Chunlin seemed to think of something suddenly, and his expression suddenly became particularly serious: "Are you, you are Western Shu..."

However, before Ye Chunlin finished speaking, Wu Di had already rushed towards Ye Chunlin with the three nunchakus.

In fact, a weapon like the nunchakus is very bad. People who cannot use this weapon will not only fail to exert any power when thrown away, but will instead become a burden.

However, the so-called existence of every weapon has its own reasons.

This kind of weapon that is difficult to use in the hands of people who can use him is definitely a murderous intent.

When Wu Di held the three nunchaku in his hand, he could clearly feel that the aura on his body had completely changed.

It felt like Sun Wukong suddenly got the golden cudgel.

Huhuhuhuhuhuhuhu...

The nunchakus kept blew up in the air, and it was extremely fast.

Soon, Wu Di once attacked Ye Chunlin.

Ye Chunlin once again raised the situation and fought against Wu.

But compared to just now, the situation has undergone a drastic reversal.

In the showdown just now, Wu Di was always suppressed and beaten by Ye Chunlin, and even Ye Chunlin kept his hand in the end, otherwise his last set of Wing Chun combo would be more than just hit Wu Di so hard that he almost vomited blood.

And this time, the situation reversed. Under the bombardment of Wu Di's three nunchakus, Ye Chunlin was forced to retreat step by step.

Bang[     ]...

Wu Di's nunchakus finally broke through Ye Chunlin's defense and hit him.

After this stick, Ye Chunlin felt that his body was hit hard by a big hammer. With just this stick, he felt his bones crack.

Ye Chunlin would consider holding back when fighting, but this Wu Di had no intention of holding back at all.

Every move he made was to try his best and was a killer move.

After Ye Chunlin was hit by a stick, the coordination of his entire body became weaker, and the rhythm was disrupted and there was a clear look of panic on his face.

Bang bang bang bang...

The stick hit Ye Chunlin one after another, and finally Ye Chunlin couldn't bear it anymore.

About a minute later, Wu Di threw Ye Chunlin out with his last stick. The feeling was as if he was hit by a car.

At this moment, Ye Chunlin had a bruised nose and a swollen face, and was in a mess. Many parts of his body were even cracked and blood was flowing out.

Not only that, many of his bones were directly cracked or interrupted by Wu Di.

Such a serious injury is probably impossible for Ye Chunlin to recover in less than a year or two.

"you..."

Ye Chunlin could no longer get up from the ground. He pointed at Wu Di and wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything after all.

Wu Di closed the stick and put the three nunchakus back in the black cloth bag.

He carried the black cloth bag on his back again, and then bowed to Ye Chunlin: "I am sorry for offending me, because in my understanding, fighting, whether it is a competition or a life-and-death battle, should do my best, otherwise this battle will be meaningless."
Chapter completed!