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Chapter 152 The First General of White Tiger City

"Fang Ziwu, look at the hammer!" The King of Hammer shouted loudly and took the lead in using the hammer in his hand.

In an instant, the hammer weighing about a thousand pounds was like a horse that broke free from reins, and without saying a word, he smashed Fang Ziwu's general.

Although the hammer speed is very fast, Fang Ziwu's eyes are faster than it. Before the hammer can get closer, the white eagle in Fang Ziwu's hand has been shaking frequently.

Because the hammer is heavy and large, it is fast and has a strong move, Fang Ziwu did not fight him head-on.

When the hammer approached, the white eagle in Fang Ziwu's hand was shaking with golden light. At the same time, the crescent moon on one side was no longer a decorative object.

"Bang bang..." Fang Ziwu's quick eyes and quick hands, and his speed of making moves was comparable to that of the iron hammer.

What the King of Iron Hammer did not expect was that Fang Ziwu had such divine power and could actually change the direction of his Iron Hammer.

Fang Ziwu is naturally smart, and has strong and bravery, and is born with divine power. The White Eagle in his hand is also a weapon weighing about a thousand pounds. Looking at the entire Qinglong City, there are really few people who can raise his White Eagle in his hand, but Fang Ziwu can freely use the weapons in his hand with one hand.

The King of Iron Hammer lost the hammer and immediately used force to retract the hammer that had just rushed out. Even though the hammer was hit more than a thousand pounds and was deviated from the trajectory by Fang Ziwu, the King of Iron Hammer could still retract it effortlessly.

Seeing that he took back the hammer, Fang Ziwu sneered. At the same time, the white eagle in his hand was already ready to move. In an instant, a light flashed by, and the weapons in Fang Ziwu swung left and right, like a giant dragon turning over the river and sea, rushing towards the Hammer King.

The King of Hammers fought and retreated. At the same time, he held the chain in the middle with his right hand and exerted force on his wrist. The two hammers continued to rotate in the air, like a rotating wheel. The speed of their rotation was even more amazing, making people unable to find any flaws.

Seeing this, Fang Ziwu was shocked and immediately took back the white eagle swaying in his hand. The iron hammer king gained the upper hand. With a brute force, he continued to turn the hammer in his hand and rushed towards Fang Ziwu.

Fang Ziwu was born with a strong man, how could he be controlled by him? He jumped into the air, and suddenly, his tall figure jumped behind the Iron Hammer King.

The Iron Hammer King was shocked and immediately stopped his movements. At the same time, he turned around suddenly. However, it was too late. The Baiying Yanshen in Fang Ziwu's hand was already on his neck. The Iron Hammer King was defeated and had to admit defeat.

"Bo..." Another sound of gongs and drums.

"First game, Fang Ziwu won!" He stood alone in the middle of Qinglongtai and shared the joy of victory with the people below the stage.

"Fang Ziwu! Fang Ziwu..." At the same time, cheerful shouts sounded from the audience.

"Hahaha... Wushuo, I just said, no one can beat Fang Ziwu, you lost again this time." One of the people laughed at the crowd. Seeing this, the rest of the people joked with him.

"The outcome is still unknown. What's the first game?" Wushuo curled his lips, but after hearing the man's words, a look of worry appeared on his face.

"Hey, who will be the second game?" As soon as the Hammer King was defeated, someone in the crowd asked whispered.

"You don't know this, you're so embarrassed to come and compete!" After hearing his question, a young man looked at him with an idiot's eyes.

"Hahaha..." This person's words caused another burst of laughter in the crowd.

"Uh, outside, outside." The man said awkwardly, and at the same time, he scratched his head embarrassedly.

Then someone in the crowd said, "This second place is Wei, the famous young master in Baihu City."

"Who is Gongziwei?" the man continued to ask, obviously having a strong interest in this mysterious character who is about to appear.

"Young Master Wei is known as the number one powerful general in Baihu City. This man is good at using a spear, and the spear is called the tiger capturing spear. It is said that no one in Baihu City can catch three shots. Youth became famous in Baihu City with those three shots. The three shots were blocking, holding, and stabbing." After the man finished speaking, a look of pride appeared on his face.

"That's right, no one can catch Young Master Wei's three moves." Another person followed.

"As you said that, then Fang Ziwu is a vegetarian?" a man said coldly.

The man immediately remained silent. Fang Ziwu was born with divine power, and the white eagle in his hand was even more relaxed and could not be underestimated.

"When..." the drum sounded, and the people watching the competition below could not hold back. They had been waiting for a long time at this moment.

Then, one person walked to Taichung and shouted: "The second game will be Fang Ziwu against Gongziwei!"

"Young Master Wei, Youth..."

"Fang Ziwu! Fang Ziwu..."

The crowd below was full of passion and shouted passionately. Fang Ziwu and Gongziwei both had their own fans, and the supporters on both sides were comparable.

Then, two figures flashed, and the two of them actually climbed to the Qinglong Platform at the same time.

"I'm the younger brother-in-law!" After the younger brother-in-law came to the stage, he bowed to Fang Ziwu.

"Fang Ziwu!" Fang Ziwu returned the gift.

Young Master Wei knew that he was Fang Ziwu, and if it weren't for this, he wouldn't have come to Qinglong City to compete in martial arts.

This time, I came here to compete with him so that I could not humiliate the martial arts that I had practiced for many years.

After performing the etiquette that was necessary for martial arts competition on the Qinglong Platform, a trace of murderous aura gradually emanated from their eyes, and a confrontation formed in an instant. A huge mountain torrent could be triggered without causing it.

The weapons in the two of them were shaking under the scorching sun. Young Master Wei tightly held the spear in his hand and turned it frequently.

Fang Ziwu stared at the gun in Gongziwei's hand. At this moment, Gongziwei exerted force on his waist, and the gun in his hand broke out, like a dragon. The gun body was playing in the air and formed a small circle, hitting Fang Ziwu's head and face.

Seeing this, Fang Ziwu immediately raised the white eagle in his hand and moved to fight him.

Unexpectedly, when the Baiying Yan Sun in his hand touched the gun ring in Gongziwei's hand, a sudden force came from Gongziwei's gun. The force was extremely fierce, like a divine power, which shocked his palms and hurt. If it weren't for his ability to pull a thousand pounds, I'm afraid the weapons in his hand would have been shaken away at this moment.

Because the tip of the gun touched Fang Ziwu's weapon, the ring that Gongziwei used had to stop.

Seeing Fang Ziwu being shocked by his move, Young Master Wei held a spear and without saying a word, he pulled out a small circle in the air and stabbed Fang Ziwu straight at him.

Fang Ziwu had already suffered a loss in that move just now. Seeing that he used this move again, he naturally would not fight as hard as before.

He jumped, and suddenly, his huge figure disappeared in front of Gongziwei.

This book may be a eunuch. To be honest, the book has poor grades and is not recommended. In addition, life has been troubled recently, and I am worried and have no motivation to get better.
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