Pirate's Infinite Wings

Fang Lang said nothing, and hooked Markle.

Seeing his repeated provocations, Markle could not bear the breath, and his figure flashed immediately, but he was instantly lost on the 100-meter-diameter ring.

"Haha, can you keep up with your eyesight?" The same sentence came from before and after, Markle was extremely fast, unlike a person who only learned to shave.

The spectators below looked at it and couldn't help but be surprised secretly, this speed has made most people unable to keep up, only a muffled noise came.

"Shave and Yuebu." Fang Lang saw the opponent's moves at a glance. "It's really not like the way he just learned it, but it doesn't matter. In this way, he will only consume his energy quickly, which is just what I want."

Thinking of this, Fang Lang didn't rush to make a move, as if he could not find the trace of the other party, he looked around.

Seeing him like this, Markle contemptuously increased, "Even I can't keep up with my speed, G-5? Ha, it's a mere fame, and the new world is nothing more than this! This guy has made repeated provocations four times before, and now he will learn a lesson. He has a meal!"

Suddenly, Fang Lang sensed that murderous aura appeared behind him, and seeing and hearing the domineering look instantly enveloped the ring.

"Aim at the head, don't you rush to beat me?" Fang Lang sneered in his heart, and suddenly sounded a step.

With this step, Markle's right leg attack failed because of insufficient distance. Before he could adjust his figure, Fang Lang suddenly turned around and punched him in the face.

"hardening."

Seeing this gradually enlarged fist turned into pitch black, Markel's pupils suddenly shrank, and he tapped the ground dozens of times with one foot, "Shave!"

Fang Lang missed a punch, but a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. "Seeing that I can knock down his attack power with one punch, this guy is afraid that he will rely more on the high speed of shaving. After all, I can't keep up with his speed. ."

Shaving, Fang Lang can do the same, but he was used to this kind of high speed a long time ago, and he can learn faster than the Green Bull. As a super high-speed movement technique, it naturally consumes much energy.

According to Fang Lang's estimation, this person can continue moving at a high speed for 15 minutes at most.

Although I thought so in my heart, I still said in anger on the face: "Huh, don't hide if you have the ability, do you think I can't catch you?"

Only after Markel and Fang Lang drew a distance of several tens of meters did they show their figure. If the previous punch was taken head-on, he would not die and would be seriously injured.

"It seems that I underestimated him a little, the armed and domineering is really difficult to deal with. But this person can't keep up with my speed, I will carry out a sneak attack with shaved." Make a decision, Markel immediately took action.

Fang Lang lost his whereabouts again in his field of vision. In the next second, the murderous aura on his side suddenly struck, seeing and hearing the domineering at the same time predicting the opponent's attack path, his left foot retreated half a step, and his right fist met the opponent's fist. Hit it.

boom!

With a muffled sound, the two took five steps each, but the difference was that Fang Lang was pretending, but the other party felt the soreness of his arm.

"Running around, you have the ability to come forward like a man." Fang Lang snorted, provocatively.

"Do you think I'll be stupid enough to fight you head-on, idiot!" Markle took a deep breath, his figure flashed, disappeared again, and the next second, there was another sneak attack.

This time, Fang Lang did not fight back, but chose to avoid embarrassingly.

"Hmph, at your level, I only need ten minutes to solve it."

Seeing that the opponent he had forced him to be extremely embarrassed, Markle moved more and more quickly, making a sneak attack every three seconds, but every time he attacked, he was dodged by the opponent.

"Damn it, why can't you hit it!" Five minutes later, Markle was panting, his eyes fixed on Fang Lang.

Seeing him appearing again, Fang Lang immediately followed his appearance, panting violently and said, "You won't lose energy anymore, it's really disappointing, huh... It seems that the G-8 people really fell. I heard that the G-8 was still the largest fortress of the Navy."

Hearing this, Markle pressed the fiercely beating heart in his chest and snorted: "Avery, don't be arrogant, you will be completely solved next time! Shave!!!"

The power that burst out of anger made his speed three points faster than before.

But as far as Fang Lang is concerned, there is no difference. No matter where Markle sneaks from, he has a domineering look, he can deal with it calmly.

"Huh, the waste who dare not attack even from the front, because you were full of confidence before, it seems that I have to be merciful to eliminate you." Fang Lang said as he retreated to the edge of the ring.

When Markle saw this, he was overjoyed, "I can't continue to stand in a stalemate with him, and I will completely solve him in the next blow. It's stupid, I was driven to a dead end! The previous blow against him, armed with the color, was even by me. Forcing a few steps back, it can be seen that it is just a mere manifestation!"

Thinking of this, Markle roared, and his figure suddenly appeared in front of Fang Lang with a kick.

"Go down, idiot!"

"What..." Fang Lang looked startled, and hurriedly punched out, "Kaihua!"

boom!!

After a blast that could cause the ring to vibrate, and after a contending blow, Markle's face suddenly paled, and with a scream, his whole body flew upside down to the center of the ring. As soon as he landed, he rolled around with his right leg. , Crying out.

On the other hand, Fang Lang flew upside down, except that he flew upside down only a mere three meters away, so he stood firmly on the stone slab.

"Damn, I actually flew off the court and made a mistake!" Fang Lang said loudly with an ugly expression and regret.

The victory was only a moment. When everyone came back to their senses, Markle was already rolling painfully in the middle of the ring, while his opponent Fang Lang flew out of the court, but he did not seem to be injured.

"Who wins and who loses this?" One person muttered to himself. Although fighting is frequent, the result is more important. This is related to who is the ring leader.

Hearing this person's words, Fang Lang grunted in dissatisfaction, and said to Tang Na who had been watching: "You are good at G-8, this time I lost, but I am not convinced. If you have the ability, you and I will come personally. One!"

Hearing this, Donna said with disdain, "I am not interested in fighting the loser."

He was not fooled... Fang Lang frowned without a trace, suddenly pointed at Markle, and said kindly: "Although he won, the punch I just made was a little bit heavy. I advise you to let him abstain. Well, otherwise..."

Before his words were over, someone had already stepped onto the ring.

Seeing this, Tang Na's extremely cold and arrogant complexion instantly turned into iron blue, her eyes glaring at Fang Lang with fire-breathing eyes, and a cold voice said, "You bastard!" ..