Chapter 868: Slow Yo
Do you think that if your palm touches the vital point, you can end the battle?
No, no!
My speed will be faster than your [strength].
The so-called strength is the most lethal move in the Lin Nie school.
Touching the target with a stationary palm and applying a full-force attack like a bull across the mountain is also a cluster of damage that concentrates all its power on a sharp point.
With such a move, if it is successful, it will be seriously injured if it does not die.
And Guanyin, who has lost all his arms, is equivalent to a snake with its fangs removed, and it cannot form any defense in front of Luo's soft palm.
[Is it too late to pray at this moment?]
At such a critical moment, Nitro had never thought about that kind of problem.
It's okay to say it's a beast-like instinct, he didn't even take back Guanyin, who had lost his arm, no, he didn't have time to retract it and waved a palm.
It was no longer any palm of the Hundred Style Guanyin, but a palm that he swung with his physical body, aiming directly at Luo, who was close at hand.
Nitro wanted to outrun Ra's power, because he knew that it was a move that would unleash cluster damage while at rest, so he would have to charge up.
To charge is to pause.
A pause is an opportunity.
Is it his own palm attack that is fast, or Luo's strength is fast?
γStrengthγ
In the face of Nitro's dangerous moves, Luo's eyes shone and he was unwavering.
The mental power in the body is like a water pump, pressing the mental power in, and then withdrawing it, converging on the right arm, and passing straight to the palm.
Then, Nitro's palm struck and kissed Luo on the forehead.
Suddenly, blood flowers suddenly bloomed on Luo's forehead.
So vivid, so glaring.
The blood was almost right in front of me, so the smell of blood was very strong.
Luo stared intently into Nitro's eyes, allowing the blood on his forehead to turn into streams running down his chin.
A bead of blood was the first to fall to the ground.
Tick.
A ripple.
Tick.
Two ripples.
Time seems to freeze at this moment.
The two of them remained in their respective positions, not moving.
Guanyin, who had lost his arm, stood quietly behind Nitro, like the strongest shield, never giving up, but from beginning to end, he did not summon General Baiyu.
Is this contempt or release.
Unknown.
The only thing that can be known is that it is impossible for Law to be a killer.
"Whew. β
Nitro exhaled with difficulty, retracting his blood-stained right palm with a slow, stiff speed, and then resting peacefully at his side.
Immediately after, he took a deep look at Luo, and then lowered his head to look at the immovable hand imprinted on his chest, with a faint wry smile on the corner of his mouth.
"What's that?"
Nitro asked, confused.
Luo replied: "Domain." β
"Moves, or names?"
"Both. β
"Oh. β
Nitro nodded slightly.
The last syllable exited, the mouth not too wide open, and there was no exaggerated vomiting motion, but a large amount of blood rushed out of Nitro's mouth like a threat.
Before the blood could emerge, Nitro had actually vomited a mouthful of blood, and the blood was on Luo's forehead and face.
Blood flowed out like money, and in an instant it soaked the hem of Nitro's clothes.
Outside the field, Mo Lao Wu and his party were all shocked, and they rushed towards the venue.
The amount of bleeding from the inside out is no joke, it is obviously a serious internal injury.
Compared with the nervousness of Mo Lao Wu and others, Nitro, as the person concerned, was very calm.
He looked at his own blood and whispered in an inexplicable tone, "Slow." β
It's like self-mockery: you're old.
His eyes began to darken, and his thoughts felt as if they were about to be disconnected.
It's all about air pressure, right?
It plays a key role in pulling the palm of Baishi Guanyin, and also blocks the opportunity for his last palm.
The end result is that he is not as fast as Luo.
In the last moments of losing consciousness, Nitro thought.
His body fell forward, but not to the ground, as Law held him up.
Guanyin, who stood quietly, suddenly scattered into countless small golden points of light.
Due to Nitro's loss of consciousness, these small golden dots of light, which represented telekinesis, did not retract into Nitro's body, but naturally dissipated in the air.
If Nitro had the power to recover the Hundred Style Guanyin first, then his last palm would have been able to exert more power and speed, and the result would not have been certain.
But there is no if.
Luo did not give Nitro this kind of environment, but in the final analysis, as Nitro himself said, his attack was not faster than Luo's strength, which was the most fundamental cause of defeat.
"Old fellow, this is the last time. β
Luo looked at Nitro in a coma, and didn't care if Nitro could hear it or not.
This was the last time he messed around with Nitro, and there would be no more of it, and besides, he believed that Nitro would not find him again.
The first person to arrive was Mo Lao Wu, who came over to hold one of Nitro's shoulders, and immediately looked at Luo, and stopped talking.
"I can't die. β
ββ¦β¦β
Mo Lao Wu seemed to choke on a big walnut in his throat.
The others also came to the side and looked at the two of them with different expressions.
It seems that there is a lot to say, but in the end nothing can be said.
Luo didn't care about this weird atmosphere, turned his head to look at Jin, and said, "Call Lao Bai to be on standby." β
Kim nodded, he was in a weird mood at the moment, and couldn't help but glance at Nitro.
Nitro's injuries were not life-threatening, but they were serious.
The level of the hospital can't make Nitro recover in a short time, only Lao Bai's thoughts can make Nitro recover quickly.
"Ruthless enough. β
Wojin came to Luo's side and hammered Luo's shoulder with a fist, and I don't know if he was abused by Nitro during this time.
Is it ruthless?
Luo Shi laughed.
His last palm didn't show mercy in speed, but it did take some power in power.
At that time, it was actually quite dangerous, and it was necessary to control the power of the soft palm to a certain extent, which had both the effect of interrupting Nitro's attack and making Nitro lose his combat power.
In the exciting and tense moments, there can be no more points, and no less points can be taken, and the error tolerance rate is outrageously low.
The result was that he succeeded.
Although he is not a battle maniac like Nitro, anyone who has completed an amazing operation will always have a sense of satisfying satisfaction.
The current Luo has this kind of satisfaction, but he just doesn't say it.
Nobunaga stood to the side with a long knife in his arms, turning into a quiet beautiful man, because the shadow of yesterday still lingered.
March, on the other hand, kicked Wojin in the stomach.
Wojin suddenly looked at March in confusion, although he didn't speak, but his eyes looked like he was asking: What are you kicking me for?
Marge, too lazy to talk to him, leaned over to Law's side and reached out to hold Law's hand.
Luo smiled at her, and immediately met Bisgi's complicated expression.
Regarding Luo's strength, Bi Siji knows a lot about it, so she is not surprised that Luo can beat Nitro.
As for why the mood is so complicated.
How to say it, Nitro is from the heart, she is also from the heart, and in the end, Luo is also from the heart.
Before this fight began, she wished that Law would beat up Nitro.
However, when the results were presented in front of her eyes, she couldn't laugh at all.
Because Luo Ta Meow used other genre techniques to kill Nitro, and she is a member of the Heart Stream, even if Luo is her apprentice, she can't be happy, right?