Marvel’s humanoid magic weapon

For Fang Tian now, all moves are useless.

The reason why we need moves is that we need to block and dodge other people's attacks while also allowing ourselves to attack others?

What Fang Tian wants is how to dodge when someone attacks him.

As for the technique of exerting force, Fang Tian used punches and kicks at will, and the amount of force he exerted was as he pleased, and the weight was at his ease. This is his instinct after he has trained himself into a magic weapon, and there is no need for practice.

Therefore, I saw Fang Tian running rampant in the crowd, throwing straight punches, uppercuts, and split punches at will, as if he was in a no-man's land.

It was also because he didn't want to end the fight too early and controlled his strength.

The person who was hit was in unbearable pain, but was not seriously injured.

After lying on the ground for a while, he rejoined the battle group.

After a long time, all the people were so tired that their faces turned pale, and some of them could not even hold their weapons steady. All the people were bruised and swollen, and no one was intact.

However, Fang Tian became more energetic and happy the more he played.

Can you be unhappy? This beating even improved his skill at this stage by less than half.

As long as there are a few more fights, the distance to the first level is not far away.

After reaching the first level of high-grade, if you get Professor Lizard's lizard potion, you might be able to upgrade to the second level.

The second level is already regarded as the magic weapon level. It is much stronger than the body-refining monks in the foundation-building stage, and it can also obtain some powers that ordinary people do not have.

Thinking of the joy, he almost laughed out loud.

The dozens of people around finally lost their fighting spirit, stopped, and gathered around Fang Tian.

Fang Tian continued to provoke:"You trash, why aren't you moving? Did someone pop your anus last night and lose your strength?"

Fang Tian continued to provoke, but this time these people turned a deaf ear.

The scene just now is still vivid in my mind. They ignored the other party's attacks and seemed to be enjoying it. However, they couldn't bear the other party's attacks. How could they fight this fight?

Seeing these people not moving, Fang Tian was also a little uninterested.

He was feeling comfortable being beaten, but these people were so soft-hearted, which was really unpleasant.

Fang Tian looked around at the people around him:"Where's your boss? We can talk now." At this time, the voice of the boss Wolf rang from outside the door:"Boy, you are about to die, and you don't know it yet."

Fang Tian took a closer look and saw that Wolf was leading a dozen people, each holding a mini-submachine gun.

Fang Tian was not surprised but overjoyed:"Okay, he is indeed a good grandson. He knew that grandpa was in need and immediately called for reinforcements."

Woolf's face turned red:"I don't know whether to live or die. I didn't want to use firearms at first, but now, you Just go to hell!"

He gestured, and gunshots rang out densely.

These dozen micro-rams were all equipped with silencers, but continuous firing still made bursts of noise.

Fang Tian didn't know if he could resist the gun at this time, so he turned over and hid behind the bar.

Listening intently to the sound of the gunshot, he suddenly stretched out a hand.

Just then a bullet was fired, and there was a clang. The bullet seemed to hit steel instead of a human hand.

Fang Tian drew back his hand and saw that there was only a trace of blood seeping out, nothing serious.

Seeing this, he was immediately relieved.

At this time, in the ballroom, broken wood was flying, glass was shooting, and all the furniture was sieved by bullets.

Fang Tian casually picked up a bullet, threw it into his mouth, and tasted it.

His eyes lit up: This bullet tastes good, a bit like sandwich biscuits, much better than steel nails. From now on, the recipe will be replaced by bullets.

At this time, the gunfire stopped, and Woolf shouted again:"Boy, who is the coward now?"

Fang Tian concentrated on tasting the bullets and almost forgot about this person.

Hearing this, his head popped up:"Grandson, when did you start talking nonsense again? Oh, this is my fault, mainly because I didn't teach you well when you were a child!"

As he spoke, he patted his forehead. , looking very remorseful.

Woolf's face turned blue and white, white and blue again.

Without saying a word, he grabbed a micro punch and fired at him.

Knowing the power of bullets, Fang Tian had confidence in his heart, so he did not dodge this time and walked straight over.

As he walked, he said:"Don't let me get close. When I get close, I will beat your heads into rotten watermelons one by one."

The bullet hit his body, and the fire was everywhere. Although he couldn't be seriously injured, he still felt a little pain.

What's more, dozens of bullets hit his body every second, and the impact knocked Fang Tian back.

At this moment, Fang Tian was in pain and happiness.

Every second, he felt that his skills were improving and his strength was gradually increasing.

Gradually, Fang Tian stood firm, and he was able to withstand the impact of the bullet.

He was not in a hurry to go over and beat those people to death. It would be easy to beat them to death, but if they were dead, who would beat him?

While taking bullets, Fang Tian shouted:"It feels so good, so good, give me more! Grandpa caught the gift from the grandchildren."

The firepower gradually weakened, probably because there were no bullets.

Fang Tian was a little disappointed, stepped forward, and slapped the man in front of him on the head into a rotten watermelon.

With brains splattering everywhere, he shook off the blood on his hands and walked up to Woolf:"Now, can we talk?"