Chapter 1085 New Martial Arts (Long Chapter, Please Give Me a Monthly Vote)

Chapter 1086 New Martial Arts (Long Chapter, Please Submit Monthly Tickets)

The old, turbid pupils suddenly shrank the moment they touched the obelisk.

The violent and violent mutterings were like passionate music, exploding in the old man's mind in an instant.

His body trembled uncontrollably, and twisted flesh and blood squirmed under his skin.

It was a trap——

He struggled and wanted to retreat, but it was too late. The force he had just exerted was too great, and under the simultaneous effect of the force of He Ao pulling his body, his body had completely lost control.

It was like a car that could not stop, crashing straight into the abyss in front.

In just a moment, his entire body, along with the force that pulled him into the obelisk, completely sank into the smooth surface of the obelisk phantom.

The thick darkness obscured his vision.

This was the first time that the old man, Tiger Stick, entered the phantom of the obelisk. He tried to observe the surrounding scene, but the violent pollution kept rushing into his brain, making it impossible for him to concentrate on observing everything around him.

He could only feel a distorted darkness, and the light and shadow around him were just like broken pieces.

It was like a huge mirror was broken in the dark darkness, and the turbid light shone on the fragments of the mirror, barely reflecting some broken light.

He could clearly feel that the further he went, the heavier the distorted state would be, and the time and space between broken and stable would tear apart everything that entered it.

Even the tearing feeling that the front half of his body could feel was completely different from that of the back half.

Escape - escape -

Fragmented and scattered thoughts emerged in his mind, but were instantly drowned by the tsunami-like mumbling.

But his body still took action immediately. He loosened the tightly held green crutch and turned around without hesitation to hit the direction he came from.

The twisted flesh was wriggling under his skinny body, and a little spreading red light covered his entire body.

The power in his body seemed to have self-awareness and was wriggling in all directions.

The faintly visible cheeks began to flow in all directions as he moved.

And in the depths of the darkness ahead, standing among the broken brilliance, He Ao casually threw the green cane out of the space, holding the shadowless sword, and staring at the old man Tiger Stick.

The twisted pollution was still impacting his consciousness, and blood was oozing through his skin.

These pollutions did not seem to come from a single individual, but from the despair and madness formed by the entanglement and twisting of multiple individuals.

So that its intensity was even much higher than that of ordinary angels.

But this was not enough to affect He Ao's actions.

The place where he stepped on was still dark, but he could feel that he was stepping on some kind of ground.

This seemed to be the "reflection" of the foundation of the obelisk that once remained in this area.

At this moment, the place where he and Tiger Stick were standing was actually the edge of this broken space-time. If they went a little deeper, the "foundation" under their feet would most likely no longer exist.

When he immersed his body into the phantom of the obelisk, he felt this state, and as he expected, this broken space did not belong to the City of Glory.

In this space, Tiger Stick could not get power from the surroundings.

The plug-in of endless physical strength was knocked off.

However, the strength of his willpower was still a little beyond He Ao's expectations.

The thoughts in his mind were flying in the storm of pollution, but He Ao's movements did not stop. He took a step forward, holding the shadowless sword in his hand, and stabbed Tiger Stick's chest with a sword.

"Ah!!!"

And Tiger Stick also found He Ao rushing out of the darkness. His thin and old palm became thick and huge in an instant. He stretched out his palm and slapped He Ao.

The old man with tiger stick turned his head and looked at He Ao with a mocking look, "Boy, do you think you can win just by dragging me here?!"

"What a joke!"

A cheek squeezed out of the palm of the hand, split open, and revealed sharp teeth.

"What a joke!"

"What a joke!"

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The laughter came from the old man's body, arms, thighs, neck, and almost every part of his body, overlapping to form a sharp whistle.

"Hahaha,"

Hearing so many responses, the old man smiled confidently, and then he suddenly realized something and shouted absentmindedly, "Who are you?!!"

"Who?"

"Who is who?"

"This is me!"

"The me of the new world!"

"The world is about to restart, and I am the master of the new world!"

"God gave me rebirth!"

"God gave me rebirth!"

"Hahaha"

Every sentence in the darkness seemed to come from the same individual, but from different voices.

The chaotic sounds formed a twisted and sharp music, echoing between the broken brilliance, like waves on the pollution wave, dotted in the darkness.

The originally old and skinny body quickly swelled up, and cheeks squeezed out from the body, and opened its mouth at the same time, making a twisted laugh.

And the arm that slapped He Ao became more and more powerful.

He Ao did not speak, but just watched all this quietly. He raised the shadowless sword in his hand and slashed upwards.

The sharp blade instantly cut through the twisted flesh, and then hit some kind of hard bone, and then powerful force also acted on He Ao.

He Ao's body was knocked away and rolled into the darkness.

"Hahaha, you overestimate your abilities!"

The cheek on the palm opened its mouth and laughed, and the flesh and blood cut by the Shadowless Sword healed quickly.

"He thinks he can defeat me by cutting off the connection between me and the City of Glory?"

The cheek on the shoulder also smiled.

"He's dreaming!"

A deep voice sounded on the other arm, "Now I am stronger."

Cheeks roared and laughed, and at the same time, their bodies quickly leaned in the direction they came in.

But the next second, the young man appeared in the darkness again, stabbing forward with a sword.

boom--

This time, the young man was easily knocked away.

"Little tricks!"

On that bloated body, a cheek burst into laughter.

At the same time, his body was still rushing towards the direction he came in, the direction leading to the City of Glory.

And at the moment when he lifted his steps, the young man's figure in the darkness appeared again.

The huge palm collided with the sword blade, knocking the figure holding the sword away.

He Ao fell to the ground, and his body was already covered in blood. There was overflow damage caused by pollution, and there was also damage caused by the shock during the attack.

Although He Ao has lost his endless physical strength, his own strength that far exceeds that of He Ao is still there.

The young man clenched the sword blade in his hand. Severe pain shot through his body. He could feel that cracks of varying degrees had appeared on his bones.

"Little thing, come out, I'm going to kill you!!!"

The old man who had turned into a bloated monster opened his mouth, looked at the darkness with extremely low visibility, and let out an angry roar.

As time passed, his body became more and more twisted and his body had more and more cheeks.

The twisted pollution was completely reshaping his body and completely destroying his consciousness. Even his twisted reason was leaving him.

He didn't want to completely lose his mind. When he completely turned into a crazy monster with no rules, he might not be able to defeat the scheming young man in front of him.

"one question,"

He Ao's body emerged from the darkness. He looked at the old man and asked hoarsely, "How can I enter your real 'Tower of Babel'?"

"Little one, you want to know?"

The cheeks on the bloated body opened and the corners of the mouth opened, revealing sharp teeth and sticky saliva, "Come here, come closer, and I will tell you if you come closer."

He Ao's figure disappeared instantly and appeared in front of him like a flash, and struck his face with a sword.

"Well done!"

The old man's cheeks were trembling violently, and he raised his hand to pat He Ao.

Heavy attack martial arts! Strength increased by 20%.

𝘀𝘁𝗼𝟱𝟱.𝗰𝗼𝗺

The sharp sword blade instantly took off half of his arm, but the old man still fought back.

But this time, He Ao landed on the ground, without stopping, and rushed towards the old man again instantly.

The invisible sword light rushed towards the old man's huge and bloated heart.

Watching the sword light rushing towards him.

The old man took half a step back this time. When the sword tip reached his flesh and blood, two thick arms suddenly emerged from his waist and slapped He Ao from left to right.

This distance is so close, once the shot is taken, He Ao's body can be shot into blood foam instantly.

He Ao immediately sheathed his sword to defend, pulled back, and the palm of his hand slapped the blade of his sword, pressing it against his chest with terrifying force.

puff--

He Ao spit out a mouthful of blood and leaned back.

At this moment, the old man did not hesitate, his figure disappeared in an instant, and he rushed out of the space.

As long as he returns to the City of Glory, this kid will definitely die.

But at this time, He Ao, who flew backwards, rushed towards the old man again.

Facing the young man who rushed at him again, the old man did not attack this time. Instead, he folded his limbs and arms in front of him, faced He Ao to block his body, and at the same time, his whole body fell backwards.

His body had touched the edge of this space, and some light spread into the darkness along the place he touched.

Invisible power began to spread into his body from the city outside.

In fact, because of the advantage of being first, He Ao could no longer catch up with him at this moment.

He stared at the young man who was constantly chasing after him, with a ferocious smile on his lips, as if he was mocking the young man for doing so much, but in the end it was all in vain.

And He Ao calmly stared at the old man who had been twisted into a monster.

He raised his sword and took a step forward. In an instant, his figure appeared in front of the old man.

"What?!"

Looking at the young man who suddenly appeared in front of him, the pupils of the old man's cheeks shrank at the same time.

The vague memory from his brain told him that the body technique was his own.

Because of the distortion of his body, he was actually no longer able to use this technique so well, and his speed was greatly reduced.

How could it be—he just read it twice—

Although his twisted mind was filled with surprise, the old man immediately raised his limbs and arms to block He Ao's attack.

The few times just now, he had blocked He Ao's attacks so easily.

Although with the infiltration of pollution, he is now unable to control his body that has begun to awaken his 'self', and his physical strength has also declined during the battle.

But the opponent's condition was obviously worse than his.

The invisible sword blade reached his body in an instant.

Long weapon martial arts, the tip amplified by 30%.

He Ao threw his entire body as a long weapon and stabbed the old man's arm.

Ka--

The broad arm was pierced and crushed in an instant, and the sharp sword blade continued to stab the old man's chest.

At this time, the old man's face did not seem to be much surprised.

He looked at He Ao, as if he had already expected He Ao to have this trick. His remaining three arms were instantly retracted and coiled in front of him.

The twisted flesh and blood flashed with red light, and then condensed into a solid bone shield.

Clang--

The sharp sword tip touched the bone shield, making a crisp sound.

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment.

The sword tip only sank into the bone shield for a few millimeters, and it could no longer move forward.

The bloated and huge monster body rushed out at a faster speed with the impact of He Ao's stabbing sword.

He wanted to use He Ao's power to leave here faster.

Those twisted and ferocious faces stared at He Ao, opened their mouths wide, and seemed to be laughing.

And He Ao just stared at the bone shield in front of him calmly, holding the hilt tightly in his hand.

The scene of the battle with the old man just now emerged in his mind, the fine energy circuit, the complicated muscle mobilization, and the power that burst out again after the hit.

This was not the first time he had come into contact with this two-stage burst fighting technique. In the Xito copy, he had learned some skills of using the second stage of dark power from the mastermind behind the copy, Villent, but he had never been able to fully integrate it into his own boxing.

Bang——

The invisible sword blade suddenly moved forward without warning, and the seemingly incomparably solid bone shield was instantly pierced and shattered into scattered bone fragments.

Martial arts, second stage break!

Under the amplification of the original martial arts, the second stage of power burst out, and it was increased by 35% again.

This is the second stage martial arts he created by combining the second stage burst martial arts skills of the old man Tiger Stick, the dark power skills of Villent, and his own boxing.

The sharp sword blade pierced the old man's bloated body without pause, piercing through the five energy gathering points in his chest.

All this happened so fast that the old man had no time to react. The mocking smiles froze there as if frozen.

Bang——

Two figures simultaneously followed the impact and rushed forward, rushing out of the dark and broken space, passing through the invisible barrier, and rolling down under the distorted sunlight.

Two figures, one large and one small, rolled separately on the broken marble square.

Buzz——

The invisible sword blade crossed the sky and landed on the edge of the burning flames.

The old man, who had turned into a bloated body, stood up with difficulty. He looked at He Ao and raised his arms.

"That is——my martial arts——no——not——how could you——you monster——!!!"

He bent forward, stretched out his hand to cover his chest, roared hoarsely, and knelt on the ground.

His body trembled, and the twisted red flesh collapsed from him like a collapsed sand pile.

The energy from the City of Glory was still pouring towards him from all directions, filling his body, and then pouring out of his body without stopping.

His energy circuit was broken, like a broken pottery jar, no matter how much water was added to it, it could not hold any more.

But his vitality was not completely cut off, and the energy flowing into his body slowed down the progress of the energy collapse in his body. He raised his hand with difficulty and looked at He Ao, as if struggling to stand up.

"You monster--"

He Ao stood up from the ground, and the fine wounds all over his skin were torn open in an instant. The dense and intense pain like thousands of needles stimulated his consciousness.

The increase in the second stage of this new martial arts is the increase in the original martial arts, and it is a second increase based on the increase in the original martial arts.

At the last moment, He Ao's physical fitness reached more than 13,000, close to 14,000.

This is still a bit beyond the scope for this body that was originally C-level.

Although he used his spiritual sense to protect the main joints and energy circuits in advance, the concentrated force that burst out at that moment still tore apart most of his muscles and blood vessels.

If it were an ordinary person or a low-level extraordinary person, there would be almost no chance of survival from such injuries.

He looked at the tiger stick kneeling on the ground in front of him, raised his hand, and the shadowless sword returned to his hand.

Perhaps it was because he had transformed into some kind of monster early on, or perhaps it was because he had existed in the City of Glory for a long time, the tiger stick's resistance to the pollution of the obelisk was much higher than He Ao expected.

In addition, this guy's willpower was not weak.

Even though his body and cognition were severely distorted, he still maintained a little distorted reason.

This reason drove the tiger stick to desperately want to escape from the space in the obelisk phantom, which also caused He Ao a lot of trouble.

However, He Ao also took advantage of his desire to escape and created an opportunity to kill.

The surrounding flames were still burning, and the young man looked at the tiger stick who was still struggling.

He could feel that with the disappearance of the tiger stick's vitality, the city seemed to be undergoing some invisible changes.

At this moment, as if sensing something, He Ao suddenly raised his head and looked at the sea of ​​fire that was burning fiercely and seemed to engulf everything.

He raised his hand, and the shadowless sword flew out of his hand.

Where his fingers pointed, the blazing fire waves gushed out raging tongues of flames, and the sea of ​​flames that engulfed everything trembled and parted to the sides.

4,800 words, delayed by something, plus I wrote too much, so it will be a little later, and it should be updated tomorrow afternoon.