Chapter 1483 Fight Club
Suddenly, a punch in the face!
Not only was the flute player confused, but even Huai Shi was confused.
Such a crisp and clean effect...
It hit, and the effect was outstanding!
All the obstructions, deflections, and countless defenses along the way, even the obstruction from the piper, had no effect.
Ignoring the defense, it was like bursting a fleeting bubble, not even feeling any sluggishness, just pouring all the violent power onto the opponent's body.
No discounts!
One hundred percent really hurt?
Isn't this too outrageous?
Even before he could get excited, instinct had already taken over his body, urging him to move forward, and then, punch!
Uppercut, jab, swing...
Every time he punches, he can feel the steel roaring with excitement and his soul burning. It seems that he cannot feel fatigue or pause, and even his moves and steps become as smooth as running water.
Move forward and retreat freely!
The moment Huaishi launched his attack, the flute player was already pressed against the storm of the iron fist, feeling the full force exerted on his body!
All the qualitative changes of the source of matter were defeated under that fist? !
No, it's not a defeat, it's like water collapsing in front of an iron stone - the source of iron that has reached its limit of qualitative transformation and is so pure that it cannot tolerate any erosion or interference.
Compared with it, other sefirots are just breezes and phantoms blowing in the face. From a qualitative aspect, they have left everything else behind!
The disadvantage is the loss of change!
No, it should be said that there is no possibility of any changes at all.
The moment the casting is completed, it has been permanently set and cannot even exert any other additional effects.
It's like, after roughly compressing a massive amount of source material to a limit that even theory cannot reach, it completely turned into two lumps of iron? !
The power that was originally enough to evaporate the enemy in an instant can now only be used to hit people roughly?
What the hell kind of trick is this?
In the blink of an eye, the flute player was faced with numerous punches and had already come to a preliminary conclusion in his mind - couldn't he defend himself? Is it impossible to avoid harm?
Tricky indeed.
But the attack distance is only equivalent to the arm span, which is too narrow compared with other weapons. No matter how powerful the force is, it will be completely useless if it fails to hit.
So just hide... wait a minute!
Suddenly, his vision went dark.
Immediately afterwards, a loud noise was heard, as if the earth was shattering!
from behind him.
boom!
The flute player flew out involuntarily, feeling cracks appear on his newly formed spine, and the terrifying power spread from his body, causing him to involuntarily open his mouth and vomit out a ball of dark blood.
And right behind the flute player, Solomon, who had rolled up his sleeves at some point, was already in a well-tempered fighting posture.
The standard destructive fighting technique of the Iron Legion.
After searching through almost all the fighting techniques available today, I compiled a general technique purely for the purpose of maximizing damage to the enemy's vital points with bare hands!
What's even more terrible is that the dark steel on his fists and arms is exactly the same as Huai Shi!
This time Huaishi's source of weapons... those damn gloves, there are two pairs of them!
boom!
Facing the face that was presented to him, Huai Shi waved his fist without hesitation and sent him spinning 360 degrees. He still asked Solomon thoughtfully, "How do you feel?"
"The stuff is good, I like it very much."
With those calm words without any ups and downs, or even any breathing, Solomon punched again, still the most ruthless and cunning one!
boom!
The flute player's back was broken at an incredible angle, but quickly returned to its original shape. The dissolving fingers suddenly stretched out, expanded, and turned into a dark storm, blowing out in all directions!
"Get away!"
And the storm that was enough to crush steel was violently torn open under the iron fist!
Triple thunderbolt!
Under the guidance of his senior sister, Tian Beng has reached the pinnacle of hard work!
"Phew! Score one point first!"
Huaishi cheered amidst the sound of broken cheekbones.
But then, the flute player's head turned away and was smashed back again by an even more violent force!
Solomon shook his fist indifferently and told him: "In the legion's boxing match, there is only one way to win, but it is definitely not by scoring——"
Attack vital points, destroy internal organs, break bones, shake the brain, and even trample on the vagina... There are no taboo points. Use the most simple hitting method to make the opponent kneel on the ground and wail, unable to get up again.
Or, just K.O!
In the storm, the flute player's eyes flew out of their sockets and swayed with his broken neck.
wrong.
No, no, no, no!
There is something wrong, I have been misled!
At this moment, feeling the blows coming from the iron fist one after another, he kept tasting the pain and pain, carefully distinguishing the taste...
Faith or obsession, respect or fanaticism?
Or maybe, all of them!
And what unites all of this is an iron rule that is like a prison and hell!
The fanaticism of the group, the respect for the idea, the decisive belief, the obsession of the soul... In the end, the determination of countless souls was gathered to carry out destruction!
In order to save the world, he would not hesitate to destroy it.
In order to continue the present, we will not hesitate to abandon the past and the future.
Use any means necessary to achieve your goals and sacrifice your life to maintain this vital order.
No, this is not Huai Shi at all!
It is impossible for a guy who does whatever he wants to change himself, smooth his edges, and turn himself into a single part for the sake of the so-called order...
This is not Huaishi’s source of weapons at all!
But...
——Solomon!
boom!
The iron fist was swung out again, with the [determination] cherished by countless dead soldiers, crushing the skulls!
This is not the power and soul of one person, but the power to forcibly unify humans as a large group and turn all souls into steel to destroy the opponent...
——This is [Legion]!
Now, the Legion's Fist is ready to go.
"Are you ready to experience their determination, Piper!"
Huai Shi's dark eyes appeared in front of him, and then his eyes suddenly went dark, and his whole body rose involuntarily and flew into the sky.
"Maxim Shoryuken!"
"..."
Solomon was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but glance at him.
"What's wrong?" Huai Shi was puzzled.
"The name of the move." Solomon said, "It's quite embarrassing..."
"...Yeah, too."
"But, I like-"
At that moment, the old man grinned and took a step back. He raised his arm and clenched his fingers. The steel rubbed against each other and dazzling sparks burst out.
The flame of the soul rose from the iron fist, rose again, shrank, and shrank again.
Until infinite power is gathered at that point.
Swing out at the flute player who finally fell!
boom! ! !
The explosion, which was higher than the roar of the giant cannon, spread with the hurricane.
A penetrating cracking sound was heard.
The flute player was like a rag doll shot out of a cannon, galloping through the computing layer, constantly falling and rolling, leaving behind a trail of dark bloodstains.
But at the same place, the two people had disappeared without a trace.
The silvery white and red meteorite galloped forward, covering a long distance in an instant.
At this moment, when the piper no longer concealed his true nature and changed from sneaking to forcefully entering, the Silver Sea had completely entered a state of alarm. And within the closed regeneration plan, Huai Shi in the computing layer has received the blessing of all the weights of the governing bureau!
Now he has become the incarnation of the command bureau!
Although it sounds weird...
But what’s wrong with people from our ideal country also serving as representatives of the governing bureau?
This is all traditional!
boom!
In an instant, two iron fists, one on the left and one on the right, had hit the ground, and the storm spread with thunderous roars.
But at that moment, both of them changed their expressions.
Empty!
Right in front of them, the original flute player silently collapsed into a mass of black water, grinning ferociously. Threads of black blood were like poisonous snakes, clinging to their arms, entangled in their souls, and gnawing at them.
Immediately afterwards, it was burned to death by the flames covering the iron fist!
But in the moment of stinging pain, Huai Shi heard the sound of wind behind her, turned around suddenly, and struck to the right. But at the same time, Solomon also turned around, but to the left——
At the same time, the same figure appeared on the left and right sides, and launched an attack in a leisurely manner. The knot squirmed, turned into a monster, and flew towards them.
Under their attack, the flute player disappeared silently.
Like a bubble.
But when Huai Shi discerned it carefully, he could hear the faint sounds of footsteps coming from around him, and the fluctuations of the essence that seemed to be everywhere.
And in the blink of an eye, everything in sight was covered by black figures.
Piper.
Countless flute players are spreading, and the bubble-like illusions and essences are mixed together, making it completely difficult to distinguish.
The bubble dissipated and the iron fist failed.
But the dagger in the darkness suddenly stabbed out and penetrated Solomon's neck, causing him to stagger.
When he turned around to attack, he couldn't find which one was real!
Perhaps, any of the countless enemies in front of us are real.
At this moment, the flute player has already completely alienated his soul, and is constantly replicating himself in the computing layer like a bug.
He is everywhere, and each one is the flute player himself. Only at the moment when the power gathers and appears, can the bubble and the real body be distinguished.
"Come on, game time has begun." Thousands of flute players looked down at his face: "This time, play until you have fun."
boom!
A figure flew out from in front of Huai Shi.
The distorted face disappeared from mid-air and became invisible, but before that, he could not hide his shock.
Is it true that it actually hit?
Or is it just a coincidence?
But then, Huai Shi punched again, towards the other flute player in front of him. Amidst the dull cracking sound, the sound of skull exploding sounded.
Again!
In the brief silence, Huai Shi rushed forward, rushed straight towards the crowd, and rushed towards a figure with a mocking smile. Then, he suddenly turned around, aimed at the figure next to him and swung a big butt bag!
boom!
The flute player was stunned.
Every time the body decides, it's as if this guy is aware of it... But how is it possible? His phantom was perfect—
boom!
Amid the spreading storm, the flute player's vision turned dark again.
"Are you anxious? Are you angry? Do you want to know why?"
Huaishi turned around lightly and stared at the crowd behind her, her eyes falling on the flute player's body: "The answer is simple, because the teacher teaches well."
If that guy Russell hadn't made him something whose authenticity was hard to tell every now and then to watch his own jokes, how could he possibly have had PTSD hallucinations and developed such a keen sense of smell?
But in fact, this is not the complete reason...
At that moment, when the flute player saw the extraordinary light flowing in his left eye, he could no longer resist the urge to vomit blood.
——Eye of God!