Chapter 469 Another Way to Use the Electric Drill

"Since you have sincerely apologized, I will kill you!"

The forgiveness hat did not work as expected for a man as hard as a rock like the Great Tibetan King. He shook his arms and stretched out his two arms from his sleeves.

His palms were very big, twice as big as those of ordinary people.

His arms were equally thick, which gave people a very abnormal feeling. The more you looked at them, the more awkward they became.

There were dense Tibetan characters tattooed on the skin of his arms, like a talisman, which was very strange.

After the Great Tibetan King took it seriously, his momentum also changed significantly. He seemed to be a Buddhist, but he showed an evil nature. He opened his palms and muttered an incomprehensible spell.

His mouth was moving, and his hands were not idle. The Great Tibetan King's left and right hands drew circles in the void.

He drew faster and faster.

There were more and more hands.

It seemed that hundreds of hands had grown out of thin air, and the people who saw it were dazzled.

Those dense Tibetan characters also emitted a creepy glow.

"Tremble! Mortal!"

The Great Tibetan King approached Ye Xing step by step.

Ye Xing wanted to chop him, but he felt that his body was disordered and he couldn't use his strength. His brain was in chaos. The opponent's "flower hand" had the power to interfere with his mind.

He couldn't stare at him anymore!

As soon as Ye Xing shifted his gaze, the Great Tibetan King launched a big move.

In an instant, hundreds of palm shadows blasted towards Ye Xing frantically.

"Is it a phantom? No, it's not a phantom!"

Ye Xing, who made a wrong judgment, was hit by a palm and his blood surged. He hurriedly retreated to distance himself.

"Is this the famous skill of the Great Tibetan King, the Hundred-Handed Buddha? It is indeed extraordinary!"

"People who don't know it will think that this method is a trick of hiding the real in the virtual, but it is not. Every palm is real. The Great Tibetan King has practiced hard for more than 40 years to develop such speed and explosive power. It is really amazing!"

"I heard that the Great Tibetan King has a killer move that can create a thousand palm shadows. He has never failed when fighting against the enemy. I really want to see it."

"That is his trump card. Every time he uses it, it will cause irreparable damage to his arms. He will not use it easily unless his life is at stake."

"Who do you think will win this battle?"

"The Great Tibetan King has the upper hand by waiting for the opportunity, while Ye Xing was scratched by the white bear before, and was hit in the chest by the palm print just now. I don't think his chances of winning are high."

The players in the preparation room of Area A analyzed and commented on the battle situation, and they were not optimistic about Ye Xing.

The dense palm shadows bombarded like a storm, each one stronger than the other, and each one more fierce than the other.

As the saying goes, two fists cannot beat four palms, let alone a hundred palms?

Too fierce!

Ye Xing was surrounded by the palm shadows and could not get out, and the knife in his hand was also knocked down.

"Original God Shield!"

Without hesitation, Ye Xing drew out 50% of his original energy to create a semi-invisible shield in front of him to protect him and resist the palm prints that followed.

"Condense Qi into a shield?"

The Great Tibetan King, who thought he had a sure win, was a little confused by his move. His Hundred-Handed Pagoda could break all the steel, but was blocked by a small shield.

It was too unbelievable.

The Great Tibetan King could not maintain high-intensity explosive power for a long time. Once he was weak, he might be caught by the opponent.

He believed that this shield was Ye Xing's trump card to save his life. As long as this shield was broken, he could win the game.

Can't delay any longer, we have to fight quickly.

With this thought, the Tibetan King took a deep breath and roared: "Dad, dad, dad, dad, dad!"

The Tibetan characters on his arm glowed brightly as if they were alive.

"The Living Buddha has come to the world - Thousand-handed Pagoda!!!"

The Tibetan King finally used his trump card.

The number of palms in the void increased exponentially, from a hundred to a thousand.

And all the palm prints increased in size and turned gray-brown.

The power of each palm was sublimated, and the power of the Thousand-handed Pagoda was ten times that of the Hundred-handed Pagoda!

Ka-ka-ka-ka-squeak-squeak-bang!

After being hit by a hundred palms, the original shield finally couldn't hold on and turned into a stream of light and exploded.

"Damn boy, die!"

The Tibetan King grinned and pointed his firepower directly at Ye Xing.

"Six Paths Mystery Level 1 - Heavenly Man Path!"

Ye Xing had no choice but to activate the Six Paths mode to improve his body skills, and used the ghost dance steps to dodge left and right among the thousands of palm shadows, flipping and moving.

Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa!

There were many palm marks on the garnet-paved ground.

You can imagine how powerful and domineering his palm technique was.

If an ordinary person was hit by a palm from the front, he would be torn into pieces with shit and urine flowing out!

Bang, bang, bang!

Ye Xing jumped into the air, and the knife was already in his hand again.

"Dead rat, don't hide if you have the guts!"

The palm of the Great Tibetan King followed closely behind, chasing after him, but the speed and power were not as powerful as at the beginning.

"Heh, who said I was going to hide?"

"I'll kill you in one move, so open your eyes and watch!"

"Against the current - Dragon sucking water!"

Ye Xing raised the tip of the knife, and a thick column of water rose against the air below.

"Death struggle!"

The corner of the Great Tibetan King's mouth raised a sneer. The opponent had nowhere to land in the air, and it was a good opportunity to kill him. He gritted his teeth and tightened his scalp, and thousands of palms were condensed into two huge palms.

"Death hand seal!"

Snap! The Great Tibetan King suddenly clasped his hands together, and the giant palms in the air also clasped tightly with his movements, trying to smash Ye Xing in the middle into a pulp.

"Come on, water storm air slash!"

Ye Xing rolled up the water column and created a gap between his palms.

The two's big moves collided, and it was hard to tell who was better for a while, and the water light was everywhere.

Bang!

After a few seconds of stalemate, the giant palms finally collided with each other tightly.

The water inside flew away with a puff, turning into raindrops falling down.

"Hmph, you think you are the protagonist, but you are still too young to fight with me! Goose, goose, goose, goose, goose!"

The sweaty Tibetan king laughed arrogantly.

When the huge palm in the air dissipated, the Tibetan king's laughter stopped abruptly.

The expected scene of Ye Xing being beaten into a pulp did not appear.

Even Ye Xing disappeared.

Hey!

Where are the people?

Where did they go?

Buzz~

What sound?

It seems to be the sound of some kind of electrical appliance starting up?

It came from behind the butt!

"Electric Drill Secret♦ Thousand Years of Killing!"

Ye Xing squatted behind the Tibetan king without knowing when, and an electric drill appeared in his hand. He turned on the maximum gear and pushed forward with force.

"Ugh... my god! Ahhhhhh!!!"

The Great Tibetan King screamed miserably, his face distorted to the extreme.

His hemorrhoids were completely cured...