Super Wealthy Slap in the face System

Jacquemin's body suddenly moved. His seemingly huge body didn't seem cumbersome at all. Instead, it moved as fast as lightning!    

    

In the next moment, Jacquemin's body had already arrived in front of Guang Chuanliang. The muscles on his arms expanded and contracted like flowing water, smashing straight at Guang Chuanliang's face.    

    

"So fast!" As the Eldest Senior Brother of the Middle Cauldron Sect, Guang Chuanliang was naturally not a pushover. He waved his left arm and pointed the sword in his right hand at Jacquemin's fist. With the help of his opponent's fist, he jumped up high and landed on the ground like a leaf.    

    

"Don't tell me you only know how to hide like a mouse?" Jacquemin sneered coldly.    

    

"I'm afraid you have never heard of a saying in Hua Country called using the soft to suppress the strong!" Guang Chuanliang stretched his numb wrist and stared at Jacquemin's chest.    

    

This was to accurately predict the movements of the opponent. The eyes, head, and limbs could make confusing movements, but only the chest of the body officer could not do it.    

    

This technique was used when Guang Chuanliang was very young. It was a small technique that he had learned when he had just entered the Zhongding Sect and was taught basic skills by his master. He had never thought that after so many years, he would be able to use this technique again in this kind of martial arts competition.    

    

Jacquemin's strength had far exceeded his imagination. Previously, everyone had been confused by his simple appearance of clothes with well-developed limbs.    

    

They thought that he didn't have any other abilities. He was just an idiot with brute force. However, in these two short exchanges, Guang Chuanliang had a deep understanding of his opponent's ability.    

    

Whether it was his tactical awareness, reaction ability, dodging, attacking or defending ability were far beyond his expectations. It could be said that he had never encountered such a powerful opponent.    

    

His main sword technique was agile and elegant, and he was good at positioning. He was like a poisonous snake, and he would not easily hurt anyone. However, once he attacked, he aimed at his opponent's vital points and killed him with a single blow.    

    

But now, he finally realized a very terrifying point. Not only was the opponent's speed on par with his, the most important thing was that his defensive ability was simply ridiculously powerful!    

    

He had used 50 to 60% of his sword technique, but it was actually unable to even grind off a layer of his opponent's blood! Did this kid really cultivate a body technique? He probably did not cultivate some Indestructible Vajra Power, right?    

    

If the other party was simply a hard wall made of steel, how should he fight this battle? The most important thing about his sword technique was to find the vital points of his opponent, but this Jacquemin in front of him... He didn't seem to have any vital points at all!    

    

"No, I also have some understanding of the culture of Hua Country. On the contrary, you are too stupid, kid of Zhongding Sect. There is a saying in the Hua Country, 'One strength can defeat ten coincidences'. In the face of absolute strength, any technique is just a waste of time! "    

    

Jacquemin's fists collided with each other, producing a crackling sound. He once again threw himself at Guang Chuanliang.    

    

"Damn it!" Guang Chuanliang had nowhere to dodge. He could only continue to use the speed he had a slight advantage in, constantly looking for opportunities in his footsteps.    

    

At the same time, he kept using the sword skills he was best at. "Mountain of Water, Triple Wave of Yangtze River, Cloud Dragon Five Appears, Army Obliteration..."    

    

Guang Chuanliang did not hold back. Every time he attacked, he used all his strength. The sword skills he used were all very powerful. Every attack was aimed at a big acupuncture point on Jacquemin's body.    

    

It was impossible that there was no one who had no weakness in their body, especially when it came to external body skills like Jacquemin, which were very powerful among the practitioners of body skills.    

    

Even if he had practiced a lot of martial arts, he would be invulnerable to weapons. There must be a weakness in his body. Even if he couldn't find it now, it didn't mean that he didn't have it.    

    

In the end, it was that place. Could it be an eye? Or the back of the head?    

    

Guang Chuanliang attacked with all his might as his brain spun at high speed.    

    

However, his guesses failed time and time again. Jacquemin was like a child catching a fly, blocking Guang Chuanliang's attack very casually.    

    

If one didn't know that this was a martial arts competition, at first glance, one would think that these two were joking.    

    

Jacquemin did not care if the sword hit his body.    

    

At most, there would be a buzzing sound of metal hitting metal. It wouldn't hurt him at all.    

    

"How is this possible!" Guang Chuanliang's guesses failed time and time again. He could not help but feel anxious.    

    

"Nothing is impossible in this world. Do you think it is impossible? It's just because you are still too ignorant! " Jacquemin coldly harrumphed and caught a flaw that Guang Chuanliang had revealed because of his impatience. He threw a fierce punch.    

    

"Bang!" With a dull sound, Jacquemin's iron fist hit Guang Chuanliang's abdomen hard, lifting him up and drawing an arc in the air.    

    

"Puff..." Guang Chuanliang's body bent in the air like a cooked lobster. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.    

    

"The young men from Hua Country are really vulnerable!" Jacquemin disdainfully spat out a mouthful of saliva and slowly walked towards Guang Chuanliang.    

    

"Uh..." Guang Chuanliang, covered in blood, curled up on the ground and trembled for a while before slowly relaxing his body. He held his sword and struggled to stand up.    

    

At this moment, Jacquemin was less than ten meters away from him.    

    

According to the rules of Martial Arts Conference, as long as the opponent fell to the ground and did not get up, the opponent could not continue to attack. This was also the reason why Jacquemin slowly walked over.    

    

Guang Chuanliang was now seriously injured. If he were to lie on the ground obediently, the judge would be by his side in less than ten seconds, asking him about his condition and sending him to the unit price for treatment.    

    

However, he didn't want to do that because once that happened, Jacquemin would win the competition.    

    

He was Eldest Senior Brother and Guang Chuanliang of the Middle Cauldron Sect, the last person in the Martial Arts Conference. He couldn't fall. If he fell, it would mean that the Five Sects had fallen as well. The humiliation of the Five Sects ten years ago, and today's humiliation... There was no way to wash away it.    

    

The spectators from all over the world were watching the match. As the contestant of the Five Sects, even if he had to die, he had to die standing. This was the decision he had made before he stepped onto the arena.    

    

Jacquemin was still walking slowly. The moment Guang Chuanliang stood up, he gave this kid another punch. This boring match could be ended.    

    

Guang Chuanliang also knew what Jacquemin was thinking, but he had to stand up. His identity and pride made him unable to bear losing while lying down.    

    

"To be honest, you are not considered strong among the opponents I have met, but your perseverance and determination have left a deep impression on me."    

    

"We bear people respect warriors very much, but the weak are the weak after all. No matter how brave the praying mantis is, it can't stop the rolling carriage. I will give you a quick death. " Jacquemin looked at Guang Chuanliang who was struggling to stand up and said.    

    

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