Two-dimensional Wanderer

The old man confirmed in his heart, opened his mouth and said, "Looking at the way you look, you have done your best to be here. But without something to protect, the battle will become extremely difficult. Shedaba has been deceiving you, you There is no reason to fight at all! Unlike me, my subordinates are all my precious relatives, and avenging them is the only compensation I can make!"

"With this kind of power, I have already surpassed the limit!"

The old man roared and rushed over.

He didn't take any weapons, what he was best at was boxing.

He is more willing to trust his own body than foreign objects!

A punch hit Yingluo's chin directly, and thick blue veins bulged on his arm, showing the great strength.

But no matter how powerful it is, it doesn't make sense if you can't hit it.

Yingluo took a small step back and walked away easily, not looking like she couldn't see it at all.

"it is good!"

The old man praised him, but his subordinates showed no mercy. Their fists were like cannons, mixed with wind and snow, and they slammed over one after another.

Yingluo dodged left and right in the shadow of the fist, seemingly dangerous, but often dodged at the critical moment.

Gradually, the old man's fist speed slowed down, and his breath was a little intense.

But Yingluo was still at ease.

No, it should be said that it is more handy.

"There used to be a man who wanted to kill me, named Yumaru Yushui. He was blind, but he created his own mind. I have to say, it is just right for the current situation." Yingluo said.

The mind and eyes rely on superb hearing to perceive the flow of air and the friction of muscles, so as to predict the opponent's moves in advance.But at this moment, Yingluo was not only unable to see with his eyes, but his ears were buzzing, so he couldn't use his mind.

But this transmigrated body surprised her. Even if she didn't rely on hearing, but only on the touch of her skin, she seemed to be able to predict everything.

The icy cold wind has become the source of everything, and the cold snowflakes have become the elves that convey information.

And she is the giant dragon who rides the wind and snow!

Dragons can transform all things without sticking to one pattern.

It is not so much an extraordinary learning ability as an inhuman adaptability.

No matter what kind of environment, what kind of predicament, as long as you give her time, it will eventually become her home!

Unless she can be killed with lightning speed at the beginning, the final victory must be hers.

Therefore, although the old man is powerful, although she is in a slump at the moment, her odds of winning increase by a few points every second.

Until... make it all a foregone conclusion.

The upgraded version of the heart has been born.

Stronger than before, making her stand tall and invincible.

"Fist? It just so happens that I can also have a boxing!"

"Really, but let the old man open his eyes!"

Although Yingluo couldn't hear it, he seemed to be able to sense the other party's attitude.She licked her lips and clenched her fists: "Then, don't be killed by me, old man!"

"Double strength!"

Straight punches without fancy, ordinary.

But why, the hairs all over his body stood up.

The old man felt that he had been closely watched by the invisible tiger!

But instead of retreating, he roared and threw a punch as well.

This punch didn't have a loud name, not even a specific name, but it was full of his persistence and belief.

Although ordinary, but powerful!

The two fists collided.

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Chapter 63 The Executioner

People live in reality, but they are unwilling to believe in reality.

It's not that the small leaves can block all the sight, but that they don't want to see it.

Will the effort pay off?

Sorry, the world is not so beautiful.

Although they were all ordinary straight punches, Yingluo used the Divine Fist Duo Jin created by the boxing genius Kuo San Anci, while the old man used only the nameless punches he had accumulated through experience in the battlefield.

Which is better?

The skills honed by ordinary people for 30 years are still inferior to the overnight epiphany of geniuses.

This is reality.

When the fists touched, the tender white one was unscathed, while the thick one had broken tendons.

Blood splattered, and the two of them were a little fishy.

This is the gap.

Between geniuses and mortals, the insurmountable chasm!

When you attack for the first time, you will lose one arm first. How will you defeat me next?

Victory seems to have been won.

But Yingluo was surprised to find that in the world of the heart, the old man did not show a trace of pain.

On the contrary, the heartbeat of "Dong Dong" became more and more violent.

Strong wind is coming!

The miserable right hand was not cared by the old man at all, and the pain seemed to never exist.

Humans are born with two hands.

Even in desperation, there is always a chance.

No matter how humble or ordinary a person is, there will always be a place for him in this world!

The world is not beautiful, but it is fair!

Effort may not be rewarded, but sometimes, the effort itself is a reward!

"Drink!" The old man's left arm stood up, his muscles bulging high, and smashed hard on Ying Luo's neck.

The pain made Ying Luo's eyes go black. Under the huge force, she was knocked out like a cannonball. After landing, she rolled a few times before stopping.She lay on the ground and coughed violently, blood dripping from her mouth and sprinkled on the snow, red and white merging with each other.

"Your boxing is like a ghost, it's incredible!" The old man looked at his miserable right hand and said in surprise.

If the injury is like this, even if it is cured, it is probably not possible to make a fist again.

But it doesn't matter, if the world can be made more stable, what does one hand count for?

"My life doesn't belong to me for a long time, come on, stand up, and have a good fight again!"

The old man let out a mighty roar, it seemed that even the wind and snow had grown a bit bigger, and his momentum skyrocketed for a while, like a peerless beast in the mountains and forests.

Ying Luo supported the tree trunk and stood up slowly.

She kept coughing. The attack just now probably hurt her throat. At this moment, she only felt that it was difficult to breathe, and she always felt like she wanted to retire.

The state is even lower.

After hearing and vision, even the ability to speak almost lost.

Fortunately, she jumped back in a hurry at a critical moment, and lost a lot of strength. Otherwise, she would be dead at this moment, right?

If it is real, I am afraid that his slender neck will simply be broken into several pieces.

"I was caught off guard. It is admirable to be able to launch a second attack immediately, ignoring the pain." Yingluo's voice was extremely hoarse, and every time she uttered a word, her throat seemed to be cut by a knife Pain is overwhelming.

The old man's face didn't have the happy look after being praised, and he still said coldly: "If you suffer enough, your endurance will naturally be stronger. What's more, the beliefs I hold do not allow me to fall down easily! "

"Is it putting the spirit above the body again? One or two, it's all like this. It's really surprising that he has a perseverance that most masters don't have."

"It's nothing to be surprised. It's worthless to put it bluntly. It's probably just stubbornness."

"Are you stubborn? It's appropriate! But you can be stubborn to this extent. Old man, don't you plan to change your temper?"

"I'm already old, my temper has already been set, and I don't want to change it for the rest of my life. What's more, the old man has no intention of changing!" !"

As soon as the voice fell, he rushed over.

Yingluo was still coughing, and she couldn't see or hear. It was so miserable, I'm afraid it was the first time in her life.

but……

"The spirit is above the body, and I can do the same!"

Most masters can't do it, but Yingluo is not one of them.

The reason why it has not been revealed before is simply because there is no need to reveal it.

But that doesn't mean she can't do it.

Rely on the mind to suppress pain?

It's not necessary at all!

The wound tells the strength of the opponent, and the blood conveys the condition of the body.

For swordsmen, they have been very close friends from the very beginning!

"Come on!" Yingluo did not flinch in the face of the attack, but went up to meet her. She still said the words just now: "Old man, be careful not to be killed by me!"

She punched the old man on the shoulder, and the blood burst violently, but the old man didn't realize it. Instead, he took the opportunity to punch Ying Luo, causing her to groan.

"Good guy!" Blood oozes from the corner of Ying Luo's mouth, and he accidentally bit the corner of his mouth under the severe pain just now.While dodging the attack, she said, "I knew that I couldn't prevent it, so I made up my mind to exchange injuries for injuries? You have the backbone, I'm starting to like you!"

"Although the old husband's wife has been dead for many years, she has no plans to continue the string."

"Hahaha, good sense of humor!" Yingluo blocked the opponent's attack, then punched him in the chest, causing the opponent to take a few steps back.

The old man stood still with doubts on his face. Although this punch was powerful, it did not have the terrifying destructive power it had before.

Is it because of lack of physical strength that I can't use it?