A blood-stained figure flashed out in the smoke and dust, first grabbing the captain's wrist, and then flipping into the air at a strange angle. Two muscular legs stretched to the captain's neck and chest respectively, and then the figure grabbed the captain's wrist and suddenly pulled it back. Ye Yi, who was watching the game, also showed a surprised expression. She didn't expect that a reckless man like Lu Li would know this move. This was a perfect cross lock. The captain stood in place and was not overwhelmed. He just tilted his head slightly and looked at Lu Li, "Interesting, kid, if my spiritual pressure is similar to yours, you have already won." But before the captain continued to say "but", Lu Li had already let go of the cross lock and re-posed after landing. "Oh? What does this mean?" The captain looked at Lu Li strangely. Lu Li's eyes were filled with fighting spirit, and he grinned and said, "This kind of fighting style is not my style, and if you hadn't let go of the hand holding my leg, I wouldn't be able to counterattack again." The violent tactic of grabbing the opponent and smashing him to the ground, if you are sure that the enemy will lose the ability to fight, then the best solution is to let go when smashing, because the recoil force will also act on yourself. But the captain obviously doesn't care about the recoil force, and he can also control the strength, and calculate that this blow will not kill him, so strictly speaking, the captain doesn't need to let go.
From the moment Lu Li was caught, he had already lost. The captain let go just because he felt that the battle was almost over and he wanted to check his injuries. He had a bit of a "sneak attack" intention just now. The captain laughed loudly upon hearing this, "Boy, I'm beginning to admire you a little bit." He looked at the blood flowing down Lu Li's head, which had dyed his upper body red at this time. The blood flowed through the gaps in his muscles like a stream. With his eyes full of fighting spirit, he didn't look embarrassed, but like Shura. "Do you still want to fight me head-on?" The captain asked as he took the starting position of his boxing. Lu Li took a deep breath, his heart pounding, and sent blood and strength to his limbs. Although he had just defended in time, he still suffered a heavy blow to the head. He was covered in blood, but he had never felt so clear before. Facing the strongest god of death, he really felt that he was alive, "Of course, let's start the second round." The captain's eyes were full of appreciation, and the next moment, the figures of the two disappeared at the same time. The floor of the dojo kept making trampling sounds, and the dull sound of the two people's fists and feet intersecting came in the air. The extremely fast instant steps and high-speed fighting made most of the first-year students unable to see what was happening. They could only see two shadows moving around in the dojo and listen to the vibration of the air. "He actually kept up with the captain's movements..." Ye Yi said in shock. She was the one who knew Lu Li's level best, so she was surprised, because in her opinion, whether it was the speed of instant steps or the level of white fighting, Lu Li was completely suppressed by the captain. But unlike the first confrontation just now, Lu Li can not only perfectly block the captain's attack, but also find a gap for counterattack! Did he grow up again in that short time just now? Aizan also looked at this competition with a serious look. He thought it would be a one-sided crushing by the captain, but Lu Li, except for being caught off guard at the beginning, now seems to be slowly "adapting". The reason why he said "adaptation" was because his eyesight was sharper than Ye Yi's and his analytical ability was stronger. He believed that Lu Li's white-fighting skills did not improve dramatically in a short period of time. He just adapted to the captain's violent offensive and made better choices in every battle decision. Therefore, although Lu Li's white-fighting skills were suppressed by the captain, he was not killed instantly for a while. Lu Jun... Where is your limit? Boom--
A figure flew out with a bang and hit the wall. This time the wall was obviously dented. Everyone looked over and saw Lu Li, who was naked, sliding down the wall. This time he fell to the ground and could not get up again. After all, he was no match for the two thousand years of combat experience and the peak white-fighting skills. In the continuous offensive, the captain seized the opportunity and destroyed himself with one blow. At this time, Aizen walked over quickly and helped Lu Li up, while the captain in the field slowly put away his posture and looked down at his heart. At that moment just now, the boy actually touched it, but before the power began to be transmitted, he was knocked out by him. The captain walked to the side, picked up his haori and put it on again, and said to Lu Li with his back to him: "Use your Kaido to heal it, and I will come again in the next two days." Lu Li, who was reflecting on his shortcomings in this battle, heard the words and his eyes lit up. He was not discouraged by the failure of this competition, but he would not take it for granted that he lost because the opponent was an old monster who had lived for thousands of years. He still has a chance to challenge the peak of the god of death, and there is nothing more exciting than this. ………… "Sosuke, how do you think I can defeat the captain?" In the evening, Lu Li sat on the bed and thought. Aizen was speechless when he heard this, "Mr. Lu, are you a little inflated? That's the captain, the strongest god of death in two thousand years." In his opinion, the captain's white fighting skills are completely one dimension higher than Lu Li's, not to mention that the captain's instant step is much faster than Lu Li in the fight. It is better to say that Lu Li was surprised that he could hold out for so long under the captain in the second round today, but this guy actually wanted to defeat the captain. "Sosuke, haven't you heard a saying?" "What saying?" "A god of death who doesn't want to defeat the captain is not a good god of death." Lu Li said seriously. "I know you want to continue to improve in the field of white fighting, but it is unrealistic to defeat the captain." Aizen analyzed, "It's not that I think Lu Jun doesn't have this fighting talent, but there is a fundamental difference between you and the captain." "What difference? Combat experience?" "That's one aspect, but more importantly, even if the captain lowered his spiritual pressure in order to train you, his insight and nerve reflex speed are not at the same level as yours." After listening to Aizen's words, Lu Li was a little surprised. Yes, he didn't consider this point. Spiritual pressure can be controlled at a lower level, but because of the long-term spiritual pressure training, the strong physique, eyesight and reaction speed obtained are all impossible to eliminate. In simple terms, the captain-general is like a master with hundreds of comprehensive attributes who controls his own strength to compete with him, but the gains brought by his attributes have not disappeared. My movements in the eyes of the captain-general are probably like slow motion. Strictly speaking, this is not a "same-level competition". Even if we put aside the skill level, the captain-general's advantage is overwhelming.
"I see..." Lu Li said that he understood, but he spoke again in the weird eyes of Aizen, "But this is more challenging, isn't it?"