A man and a skeleton took a face-to-face photo in such an abrupt way.

The soul light in the skeleton's eyes flickered, the skeleton's mouth opened and closed for a while, and the bones rubbed against each other, and he actually made a human voice with this strange behavior, and said dryly: "You are also pretending to be dead! The current battlefield is really not easy to mix, I am very happy to meet you." And also stretched out the right hand of the skeleton, a very gentlemanly handshake posture.

Manyu was stunned for a moment, wondering if his head was squeezed through the same door as the skeleton's head, with a sad look that he felt deeply with him, and nodded again and again: "Together! Together!" At the same time, his right hand was also stretched out.

At the moment when the two hands touched, the eyes of a man and a skeleton collided again, and his left hand formed a fist and swung out at the same time.

Bang!

The skeleton's skull fist was in the middle of the manyu's flexible abdomen, and the brute jade grinned in pain, don't look at the skeleton's weak ribs, the strength in the fist is not small at all.

Bang!

Brute's big fist slammed into the skeleton's face. The skull's head slipped two clockwise circles along the slender spine, tilted to one side, and hung so that it didn't fall.

"Despicable villain!" retorted Brute.

"Shameless!" the skeleton yelled.

The two of them leaned back for a while, but their right hands were clenched together, pulled back hard, and pulled the two back, and one person and one skeleton punched again without hesitation.

Bang!

The height of the two was not equal, and the right hands that were tightly clenched together made it inconvenient for them to dodge, and the two of them each took a solid punch, and even the position of hitting the other party was not much different from the previous punch.

The result was naturally printed in a mold, and after the two separated, they were pulled back by their right hands that were clenched together, and punched again.

"Don't hit someone in the face, don't hit me in the face. The skeleton punched again in anger.

"What if I hit you in the face?

The skeleton didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, it hit exactly where his left kidney was, even if his body was quite high, but the stinging pain of the pinprick was not something that people could bear, and the entire abdomen was overturned.

It's not that Manyu has any special hobby for skull heads, but this guy is only about 1.5 meters tall, and he is more than 1.8 meters tall, and he is only the most comfortable to get his head.

Do you think that the brute jade wants to hit its head, this skeleton's head doesn't know if it's made of calcareous bones, his grandmother's is even harder than diamond rock, the strength attribute of the brute jade's body is dark green, and the lifting power of the arms is 1 and a half tons, even if the strength of the brute jade is halved with one hand, Every punch thrown out was not necessarily the maximum force, but half a ton was still there, bombarding this inconspicuous rib head, not only did it not have a crack at all, but it didn't even blast down its spine, which was thinner than two fingers of brute jade, but his fist began to ache faintly.

His grandmother has a leg, is this still a bone?

"What's wrong with the skeleton? The skeleton has no face! You are racism! Chiguoguo's racism!" The turquoise soul flame in the skeleton's head doubled in a "whew", roaring angrily, if it weren't for the skeleton's lack of saliva, the brute jade would have been sprayed all over the face.

"Phew, skeletons and faces, you should show me! Dead ribs, look at the fists!"

Bang, bang, bang......

A man and a skeleton stood in a pile of corpses, you punched me and I punched happily, vicious saliva attacks splashed everywhere, the situation was quite weird, like two fools fighting.

"Big brother, come on, big brother, win!" The little elf has long been awake from the ranks of pretending to be dead, and is flying back and forth above the head of the brute jade at the moment, and the top of the elf magic wand in her hand does not know when there is a small pennant, which is written on the front in Chinese, and the reverse side says victory, like a freshly baked, shouting and cheering small flag, constantly shaking and shaking, making the originally tragic and formal duel have a touch of jubilation, as if they are not engaged in a life-and-death decisive battle, but an impromptu performance.

"Let go!" Manyu was a little impatient with the silly attack in front of her.

"You let go first!" The skeleton is not a fool, and the one who lets go first now will inevitably fall into passivity.

"If you are loose, I will be loose!" Manyu also knew this before, and naturally he was unwilling to suffer this loss that anyone with a discerning eye knows.

"No, you loosen up first!" the skeleton refused to budge.

"Okay, let's loosen together, I'll count to three, let's let go!" Manyu suggested.

"No problem!" the skeleton was a little tired of the stalemate in front of him.

"One, two, three, let go!" shouted Manyu.

Bang, bang! two more fist blows.

"Despicable!"

"Liar!"

"Shameless!"

Manyu and Skeleton scolded in unison, because these two guys were not good birds, and neither of them let go, obviously thinking of slapping the other party the moment they let go.

As for the third voice, it was the elf Remy, her jaw was almost shocked just now, these two guys are also shameless, they obviously said that they let go together, but none of them let go, and they didn't even blink their eyelids when they lied.

In front of these two guys, the elf found that he was as pure as a little flower, no, it was these two guys who were cunning and treacherous, and shamelessly went to grandma's house.

"How did you forget this!" Manyu suddenly scolded himself in his heart, and he fought with the skeleton here as if his head was broken, and he actually forgot what he was best at.

"Inch fist!" Manyu's whole body strength agitated, his right hand forcefully went back, and his left fist was swung out again, but this punch was completely different from the previous punch, although the distance was not widened, but with the swing of the fist, Manyu's waist was also suddenly twisted, and the strength of the whole body was concentrated on this punch, making a low roar that tore through the air, and this punch exerted the strength of Manyu's whole body to the extreme.

Moreover, the target of the punch was no longer the skeleton's incomparably hard head, but the skeleton's right arm bone that he was dragging in his hand.

"Click!" The skeleton's arm bones were far less rigid than its head, and the relatively slender arm bones were more strained, and after being hit by the thunderbolt of the brute jade, they immediately broke on the spot.

The skeleton that retreated backwards, all its strength was empty, it lost its pulling force, tripped over the corpse under its feet, and rolled down the corpse mountain with a grunt.

"Oops, my waist!" Lei Dong covered his waist and eyes, and a twisted purple flashed on his big face, his punch was a famous move in fighting boxing - inch punch.

In addition to the strength between his fists and arms, more power comes from the waist, the strength and hardness of Manyu's body now are indeed nothing to say, but the flexibility and sensitivity are not flattering, and the super violent action just now directly strained the muscles in his waist.

However, the effect is really amazing, his punch is not a pure inch fist, at most it is a pseudo inch fist, and it has already exerted the terrifying power of breaking the deadlock with one blow.

As for why Manyu has this punch method? It still has something to do with his body.

The more you can't get it, the more you want to get it, this is the bad root of human beings, and Manyu is no exception.

Perhaps because he was weak since he was a child, Manyu has an almost crazy obsession and persistent pursuit of Chinese martial arts, even if his body does not allow it, he will try to insist on learning and exercising.

The barbarian father and the barbarian mother also have a supportive attitude, despite the family's financial constraints, they still find a way to help him collect a lot of books on self-cultivation, boxing, leg methods, etc., a proper practice can indeed improve the physique of the barbarian jade, and the second is that the barbarian jade can be happy and the best, and more importantly, they also hold a fantasy of expecting a miracle, hoping that the mysterious Chinese kung fu can produce a miracle on the body of the manyu, so that he can live a long life.

But miracles are miracles, and they exist only in the imagination.