The Saber is indeed worthy of being the number one in the army. Although they are all martial arts practitioners, every move and every move has been tempered for thousands of times. It combines fast, accurate, and ruthlessness. With the powerful support and explosive power of the warrior's internal strength, Zhang Hao and the others caught him off guard.

Chen Yuyang from the audience saw it clearly, shook his head helplessly at Wang Xuebing with an anxious face, and said, "They still lack a lot of practical combat capabilities! There is still a big gap compared to the saber!"

Wang Xuebing was also a soldier, so he could naturally see the difference, but said sadly: "In your opinion, is there any hope of winning!"

Chen Yuyang once again showed a confident smile and said, "Winning and losing are between five or five! I have never fought unprepared battles. Now Zhang Hao and the others can only rely on their powerful bodies to compete with the saber. As long as they are not afraid of bleeding or injury, the winning level is still very large!"

The overwhelming offensive on the Saber side did not seem to have any effect. The body movements and body of the Snow Wolf Team were indeed too strong and weird. Although they were dodging, they could not find a point of force. The sword became air and had no effect.

The leader of the saber team laughed coldly and said to Zhang Hao: "If you don't fight back, you can't finish this battle even if it gets dark! Can your Snow Wolf Team just run?"

Zhang Hao and his group of people who were full of confidence were already very annoyed when they were suppressed and beaten, but now they were aroused by the saber again and became even more angry. They rushed straight towards their opponents, Zhang Hao raised his huge fist, condensed the true energy of the witch clan with his arms, and punched the blade hard.

With a "scareful" sound, the saber opposite Zhang Hao had already raised the saber to fight, but was shocked by Zhang Hao's punch, and his whole arm began to numb. He took two steps in a row and roared: "Okay, it's refreshing, this is like a battle!"

As he said that, the saber approached again, and the blade became sharper and straightened out of the vital position of Zhang Hao's body. Zhang Hao grabbed the opponent's saber tightly, his eyes were sharp, and blood kept gushing out of his hand. The other hand turned into a fist into a palm and rushed towards the opponent's left rib.

The other party drew out the blood-stained saber and dodged Zhang Hao's palm. But the next moment, the cold saber appeared on Zhang Hao's chest again. The pain of tearing made Zhang Hao's eyes gradually turn red, and his body, like a rock, trembled slightly twice.

What Zhang Hao has practiced in the past three months is the witch clan's martial arts. The fighting blood and desire in his body continue to rise after contacting the saber, until it reaches a peak.

"Roar!" Zhang Hao, who was full of blood, roared like a wild beast. He was shocked all over. He heard a "sharp" sound. Zhang Hao's military uniform on his upper body was shattered, revealing solid muscles, with bloody red. His body was slightly void, and he was like a demon.

The sudden rising momentum shocked the Saber troops, feeling cold and standing upright with cold sweat! Chen Yuyang below the stage was also a little surprised and said, "This kid, this kid has actually broken through! The Ancestral Witch Body Refining Technique has reached the second level, reshaping the golden body, and the Saber is going to be in trouble!"

The strong momentum suddenly rushed towards him like a wave. Not only Zhang Hao's opponent, but also the rest of the sabers on the stage, began to tremble a little.

"It's so scary, so scary!" Even Zhang Tiande on the military platform began to be a little stunned.

Under the command of a powerful combat consciousness, Zhang Hao's figure instantly came to the front of the saber. His sharp eyes stared at the saber, and his huge fist attacked again, like a dragon, with an unparalleled powerful fist, and he smashed heavily on the three-foot blade of the saber.

Originally, the person opposite Zhang Hao wanted to use his internal force to catalyze the sword light and penetrate Zhang Hao directly into Zhang Hao's body to force Zhang Hao to defend himself, but he didn't know that the battle of the witch clan was only attack and never had any defense, because their bodies were the best defense.

With a "clang" sound, the blade of the saber hit Zhang Hao's lower abdomen, but he couldn't enter a slight slightest. He seemed to feel the pain coming from his body. Zhang Hao's eyes were slightly red, and his huge fist hit his opponent's right shoulder. With a bang, the man was completely blown out of the competition platform by Zhang Hao, and his body fell heavily to the ground, and a mouthful of blood splattered out.hf();
Chapter completed!