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  Zhang Xincheng will not be merciful, and Fu Anan will not be merciful.

  The hand-to-hand combat between the two was on the verge of breaking out.

  After a lot of actual combat in the game and Zhang Xincheng's tempering these days, Fu An'an also summed up his own style of play unconsciously.

   Each other's moves are all killer moves, punching to the flesh.

  The speed is also extremely fast.

   Several times, the microscopic people next to them only saw the phantoms of their fists and legs.

   "My God, it turns out that girls can be so powerful."

   "That person is the sixth in command. Didn't you see the girl who was bought by Mang's team just now? It's definitely not a simple person."

   "But my chapter team didn't build it. You didn't see how the chapter team dropped ten meetings when the Tulou was besieged before."

   "Okay, don't talk, don't talk, look!"

   After a few voices, everyone focused.

  The two of them are extremely tricky no matter in terms of speed, angle of attack, or number of moves. More and more people gathered around, and many people began to compare themselves in their hearts, and found that anyone could abuse themselves into scum.

  After ten minutes in a row, Fu Anan panted heavily, put one hand on Zhang Xincheng's jaw, and struck hard upward.

  Zhang Xincheng grabbed her arm at the same time and turned it hard.

   There was only a click, and after Fu Anan's left hand was injured, his right hand was also dislocated. It bent into an unnatural arc, which made the audience nervous.

  People who bought Fu Anan felt that they had to lose.

   "Can I continue?"

  Zhang Xincheng twisted his neck and asked, Fu Anan's palm just now was not small.

"certainly."

  Dislocation is more normal.

  Fu Anan pressed her joints with one hand, gritted her teeth, and snapped back to the original position, "Come on, continue."

  Her biggest goal today is to win Master Zhang.

   The competitiveness in the eyes.

  Zhang Xincheng had a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

  Fu Anan was the most delicate student he ever taught. But she said that she didn't want to train, but in fact, she didn't miss any amount of training he asked for.

   Except for Master Fu, he has the strongest fighting strength among the other four.

  Everyone's training is on point, and Zhang Xincheng hasn't felt like meeting an opponent for a long time. He was in full swing, and his eyes locked on Fu An'an like a wolf, "Come again!"

  The two played more and more fiercely, and each other suffered more and more injuries. If the fight continues like this, it will definitely be a lose-lose ending.

  Some members of the team became worried, and ran to Fu Yizhi and suggested, "Master Fu, it looks almost the same, why don't you tell Team Zhang and Team Fu to stop."

  Fu Yizhi propped his left hand on the table, and held the corner of the table with his right hand, watching the fierce battle between the two below with a blank expression, "No, let them continue."

"good."

  The team members retreated silently.

   Now that Team Yan and the others are not there, he turns around and asks someone to bring the doctor in the building aside to prepare.

  The two people who come and go on the scene make the people around them sometimes scream and sometimes tense. It was the first time to face and feel the oppression of such a powerful person, and many people were so excited that their hairs stood on end.

  The hand-to-hand fight lasted for half an hour.

  The long-term tug-of-war, and the physiological gap between men and women gradually put Fu Anan at a disadvantage.

  The situation changed instantly when her strength reached a certain threshold.

  Zhang Xincheng seized the opportunity and started to attack her crazily. Finally, he grabbed Fu Anan's neck with his elbow. In an actual battle, he only needs to use his strength, and Fu An'an will be the first to separate.