Chapter 1119 Distractions

In a hurry, Huaishi had no time to react, and subconsciously leaned back, using an iron bridge to narrowly avoid the tragic result of a broken skull and death.

Then I felt the strong wind blowing into my crotch.

Only then did he realize that he had just hit the ground between his legs with the hammer, almost hitting the passenger car and almost losing his family and friends.

He wanted to call a timeout, but the crown-wearer, who was in a state of bloodthirsty madness, didn't give Huai Shi any chance.

"Go to hell, present person."

The bloated and fat crown-wearer, who is as fat as a mountain of meat, holds a strange bone-cutting knife, a pitch-black iron pot, a giant shovel and a rolling-pin-like hammer on his four arms, which make the Hell Kitchen Demon particularly familiar. The one on his chest The giant mouth roars:

"I'm going to dip you in batter and bake you into a steak Wellington for snacks!!!"

"No, brother."

Huai Shi dodged awkwardly. In the over-limit state, Yu Bu moved very fast: "My meat has no fat at all. The meat is not good with firewood and cannot be roasted to produce oil. You might as well make soup."

"Soup! Such a small amount of meat is not even an ingredient, and you still want to make soup!"

The wearer of the Roshan Crown smiled ferociously, with more than a dozen big eyeballs rolling around on his face. He locked onto Huai Shi's dodge trajectory, raised his four arms, and smashed down the giant bone-cutting knife and rolling pin one after another, left and right. Encirclement.

The raised iron pot suddenly flipped over, and a large amount of thick and fragrant gravy spurted out from it. The place it passed was like lava, burning the iron and stone red, and burning most of Huai Shi's waist-length hair. He looked extremely embarrassed.

But in this short gap, Huai Shi rushed forward boldly, stepped on the thrusting giant shovel, and suddenly rose into the air. The angry ax in his hand was aimed at the head of the crown wearer, and chopped off!

Blood spurted out and screams erupted.

Under the blessing of the ultimate intention, the ax blade that gathered the echoes of the earth cut off its head with great force, and the impact of the angry source of energy caused the wearer of the crown to let out a shrill scream from the big mouth on his chest.

Ignoring the gushing blood, he swung the rolling pin horizontally, swatting Huaishi away like a fly.

Huai Shi felt her hands go numb and lost consciousness. She could hardly hold the weapon. There was a gap in the sword of virtue blocking his chest.

And right in front of him, the headless crown-wearer picked up the iron pot and poured it into the giant mouth. Under the fertile broth, a bloody head regrown from the broken hole.

"That's all right!"

Huaishi's poems are dull.

"You're stupid, grandpa is a cooking devil!"

The wearer of the crown screamed ferociously, raised the iron pot with both hands, and suddenly smashed it down. A large amount of meat juice spurted out from it again, and it was also wrapped with various weird worm-like parasites and broken limbs from unknown places.

They kept hitting Huai Shi like cannonballs.

——[Gushan Steak House·Master Chef]!

"Don't mention it, I am also a cooking demon, one of my own! Everyone is a cooking demon, and the cooking demon will not fight the cooking demon..."

Huai Shi stepped back step by step, awkwardly chopping up or pushing away the flying worms and stumps one by one, "We are all traveling together, brother, we are traveling together!"

I just don’t know why, but after coming here, I always seem to bump into colleagues?

But why do fellow travelers always look forward to dying together?

Is this hell?

Huaishi is about to cry.

"Huh? You don't even have to tell me, I'll know it just by smelling it!" The head chef grinned ferociously: "Ingredients like yours are so hard to find -"

From the huge mouth, thick saliva was secreted and fell to the ground with a hissing sound.

"No matter what, you are going to fucking die today!" the chief chef shouted, running over again: "Even if you are killed by that old guy, I will roast you first!"

As he spoke, the giant bone-cutting knife and the iron pot suddenly struck together, and a large number of sparks flew out from them.

Inside the thunder cell, the temperature rose suddenly.

Especially the ground under your feet is heating up rapidly under the splash of sparks. You can feel the rapid surge of heat when you step on it.

It was like suddenly arriving on the iron plate where barbecued meat was being cooked.

A large amount of fat sprayed out from the iron pot, filling the air with a strange aroma. Black pepper, basil leaves and even pickled sauce were continuously sprinkled down.

The strange temptation made Huai Shi's eyes confused, and he was almost split in half by the giant knife.

Scalp numbness.

His physical strength and essence were rapidly draining. If it hadn't been for the upgrade and replenishment of the garland on his wrist, he would have collapsed or been seriously injured.

"How the hell do you beat this!"

Huai Shi was angry and turned around and shouted to Ying Fangzhou outside the Lei Lao: "No, just tossing me is useless. What on earth do you want to train?"

"Of course, let's see what kind of display you have mastered, Huai Shi. Watch how you squander this precious talent and power... You are in Baoshan without knowing it."

Ying Fangzhou replied calmly: "Very good, I feel your efforts and anger, Huai Shi, you are starting to get serious."

"Is there any point in being serious?"

Huai Shi asked angrily, wiping the sweeping rolling pin and raising it, the spear of compassion in his hand thrust forward, a mighty sound burst out from the scream, stepping forward, the layers of rhythm converged into one, and along with the spear point, he was arrogant The chef's bloated body erupted and exploded.

In an instant, a big hole was pierced, as if it had been hit head-on by a giant cannon.

But the chief chef remained indifferent to the pain, grinned ferociously, stretched out his hand and suddenly grabbed Huai Shi's neck, picked him up, and smashed him to the ground.

There was a loud noise, and soon after, the shadow of the raised rolling pin and iron pot enveloped Huai Shi's face.

Smash it!

At that moment, all distracting thoughts disappeared from my mind.

All that's left is...escape!

The moment Huaishi reacted, he felt the roaring hurricane behind him, as well as the loud sound of the iron pot and rolling pin hitting the ground.

He actually retreated tens of meters away in one step.

Like thunder.

No...it's Thunder!

Just above his limbs and body, at this moment, wisps of electric light were rising continuously, stimulating his body, destroying muscles and cells, and stimulating all hidden powers.

Just now, it was this sudden lightning blessing that made Huai Shi's movements increase again, and he escaped the fatal blow.

The protection from Yun Zhongjun.

When Huai Shi looked back at Ying Fangzhou, she saw the old man's indifferent look and just waved his hand to indicate to continue.

Just continue.

When she looked at the furious chef in front of her, Huai Shi felt more confident. She clenched the sword and ax in her hands and faced him!

Then... I felt a sudden, stinging pain!

Achilles tendon, trapezius, semitendinosus...

His calves, shoulders, and even his arms and fingers felt like needle pricks, caused by the electric light.

As Huaishi's movements changed, the painful places began to move continuously, but every place was an important joint and force point. Huaishi's movements suddenly deformed, and he was almost smashed by the iron pot again. Meat puree.

What the hell?

Is this still a DEBUFF?

But when he ran away, the stinging and strange feeling disappeared without a trace.

I can't understand it at all. Is this just letting yourself roam around and fight, instead of confronting your opponent head-on?

But the moment this thought came to his mind, there was a sudden stabbing pain in the Achilles tendons and calves of both legs, causing him to stagger and stop abruptly on the spot, gasping for breath.

It seems...I understand a little bit more.

"Purify, purify, purify, why still don't understand?"

Ying Fangzhou's unhappy scolding came from outside the Lei Prison, "Huai Shi, how many times do you want me to say this? There is no need to use so many messy tricks to deal with the enemy!"

"One hit is enough," he said.

"Then I have to have basic skills like you!" Huai Shi retorted angrily: "This is simply unrealistic."

"Why isn't it realistic?"

Ying Fangzhou asked coldly: "Also, who said... your current basic skills are not enough?"

At that moment, Huaishi was stunned.

Forgetting the burning pain under his feet, he was almost split into two pieces by the giant bone-cutting knife. But in the fog that suddenly appeared in his mind, he seemed to...have grasped something again.

When he dodged and counterattacked again, the stinging pain continued to appear all over his body like a ghost. This time, he finally noticed the source of the stinging pain.

That's not Ying Fangzhou's flogging.

It's a side effect of Yun Zhongjun's blessing...a deliberate side effect!

Through the stimulation and overload damage of muscles by electric current, Huaishi revealed hidden dangers that he had not noticed.

Every moment, everything changes.

Thanks to the deep integration of the body and soul of the sublime, the time lost in the transmission of nerve signals is completely negligible. When tactics and decisions emerge from the soul, Huaishi's body naturally prepares and responds.

puncture? Chop? Back off? storm? Trade injury for injury? Or should we just wander around and strike, waiting for good opportunities?

When countless response plans come to mind, it brings more choices.

The use of muscles involved includes calf muscles, upper arms, forearms, spine or fingers and feet...

In a brief moment, at least four or five different plans appeared on the body, pulling every part to prepare, but each one had completely different needs, leading to conflicts with each other, and each one could not fully exert its effect. Every movement restrains each other imperceptibly...

If Mr. Luo were here, he would definitely laugh at Huai Shi's dull understanding.

The complex and confusing techniques and coping methods will only dazzle you. There are countless techniques and a list of seven or eight pages of ideals that can be written in size 5 font on A4 paper, but in the final analysis, they are just alternatives...

Ten ways of coping are already too many!

Only one plan is enough!

Only by abandoning all distracting thoughts and focusing on a pure blow can the true effect of power be exerted!

The moment he suddenly realized this flaw, a subtle realization flashed through Huai Shi's mind, and he couldn't help but smile, and then he discovered...

It’s completely useless!

The stinging pain appeared on his body again, even more violent than before, causing him to dodge in embarrassment.

"What are you doing, Huai Shi!" Ying Fangzhou asked angrily.

It was as if the master had already led him through the door, but the disgusting apprentice began to jump repeatedly in front of the door.

Got it, but not completely. It’s in, but not completely in.

The graceful movements back and forth made people's blood pressure soar, and the evil fire that couldn't be suppressed wanted to hit people.

"I can't do it!"

Huai Shi cried.

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