Chapter 273: Fist-to-flesh battle
"He~he~"
After a moment of joyful teasing by Bols, Chenxing, who was torn apart by pain, opened one eye with great difficulty, and his tired gaze floated in the ruins, glancing without a clear purpose, and at last he stopped his trance-like gaze on Bols, who was standing in front of him, triumphantly, and pouted a smile of unknown meaning from the pain that pierced his heart.
"Huh, what are you laughing at?Wow~Wow~Wow~, impossible!
Seeing Chenxing being injured into such a tragic appearance, but still showing such a weird smile, Bols couldn't help but feel a little strange, so strange that even this arrogant arrogance has obviously dropped a lot.
So, just as he began to question, he suddenly felt a surge in his internal organs, and suddenly, a pool of real blood spurted out of his mouth without warning. The chest, which had been covered by dragon scales before, began to sink inward at this time, and then exploded outward with a bang.
At this moment, his high-spirited chest, and his belly full of eight-pack abs, appeared a thousand scars, like the old bark of a tree that had been eroded by frost and produced cracks, dull and disgusting.
"What am I laughing at? Naturally, I'm laughing at your physical condition! Don't think that if you open the protective shield, you can avoid this explosion intact! My strength, as well as your strength, are all condensed together, you must not underestimate it!
Although, the blow just now has almost burned out the strength of my whole body, but because of this, its power is enough to shake the mountains! Destroy everything! If you still look down on me like this, and want to retain your remaining strength, you will probably regret it for the rest of your life!
Maybe you'll be blown to the ground in no time, and you'll have no chance to regret it!
Don't do these low-level warm-up exercises anymore, let's hurry up and show your real skills!"
At this moment, the pale yellow dress that Fiyana was curled up behind Chenxing's delicate body was also affected by the heat wave. If, before this, she was whipped into rags by a strong cowhide whip, and her clothes, which were originally complete, were torn into many lumps.
Now, this pale yellow robe has been burned by the raging waves, nearly 8 or 90 percent! Naturally, the more comfortable lace underwear she wore when she rested at night was also shamefully exposed at this time.
And, if you look closely, in the hot air, there are still scattered peach-colored fragments, all of which are broken pieces of bras, now dancing with the hot wind, and finally withering to the ground under the pull of gravity.
Fiana, the owner of the pile, was now stunned as she watched the situation change ahead, amazed at the tenacity of her companion and regretted her own incompetence. What she was thinking about was no longer how to escape the clutches of the enemy, but how she could share a little pain for her partner, even if it was only a little bit, she was very pleased.
Therefore, she didn't have the heart to care about most of her bra that was burned out now, and her entire delicate body was almost naked, exposed in broad daylight. In addition, her skin that has been baked into a bronza is like a European and American female model lying on the beach, open-minded, advocating naked swimming, and being scorched by the blazing sun!
For all kinds of concerns about partners, it has been far beyond the concern for themselves. Therefore, now, even if she is like a personal art, she vividly shows the original side full of temptation to the world, she does not show any guilt.
"Hurt? So what? I'm only a little injured, and you?
Are you still a low-level warm-up exercise?He~he~, you've already broken three limbs? Are you embarrassed to say that you're warming up?Tell me to show my full strength? Otherwise, you're going to up to minced meat? What a funny guy, you're dying, and you're still hard-mouthed! Okay, in order to completely destroy your stubbornness and stubbornness, I'll split your body into pieces!"
Then, a "crackling" electric current burst out from Bols's back, and two visible "Tesla fire coils" vibrated gently like wings.
After wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, Bols took a few steps forward with a big grin, looking at Chenxing's body that was about to be shattered, and in an instant, he swept his drooping limbs with contempt, and a trace of mocking cunning flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but think in his heart:
This stubborn guy, who wants to save face, really surprised him!
Screen Switch:
In a hidden laboratory where they were set up, a group of pathetic, lovely, and singing female prisoners, dressed in prison clothes made of coarse linen, were soaked in a glass jar filled with electric eel tentacles, which had lasted for more than half an hour.
The current, which is constantly adjusted to a moderate level, invades all sensitive parts of the body. Under the stimulation of fluttering immortals, he spitted and spitted gracefully, and constantly turned the physiological waves to one after another peaks that were out of reach in ordinary times!
It can be used for breathing, and the matcha-colored ** repair nutrient solution has now become cloudy, and the tank is full of milky white and pale yellow viscous liquid, which looks a little dirty. But their density is a little lighter, and they always float in a container of more than ten cubic meters, like knocking over a glass of juice and milk in a space station that has lost its gravitational traction.
However, it can be said that it is unfortunate or fortunate, as long as the magic crystal is not replenished with enough magic power, and the energy groove on the computer is not full, the staff wearing white coats will not press the button without authorization, and the piston action of these electric eel tentacles will not stop, and there will be no moment to stop the peak wave that they repeatedly appear!
Perhaps, when the power is full, it will stop. But ~~~ What about tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow?
In the end, even if the enemies who imprisoned them were defeated, they were freed, and they were allowed to go back to live as before? Have people ever considered whether this brutal training, with its physical and mental dependence, would be as addictive as heroin?
After they have received this kind of excitement to the extreme stimulation physiologically, they suddenly detached ~~~ Can they still adapt to a peaceful lifestyle?
So, all this may be just the beginning!
"Oh no, no! we haven't rescued our captive companions yet, they've been tortured for so long!"
"What have you done to our classmates to destroy humanity!"
"Look at their expressions, they are still ~~~ laughing madly?Could it be that ~~~ has completely collapsed!? Ya Butterfly! Stop! Friends~~~ It's really broken!
Hundreds of meters of wide virtual projection screens, still staging a blood-soaked picture. The photographer continues to broadcast the process of extracting the magic of sin from different angles. Beneath the clouds, the crowd gathered around the skyscraper, still focused on the delirious girls who had been tortured into glass jars.
At the same time, in my heart, I also thought of the hateful enemy, and hysterically let out a desperate wail. And the other part of the girls, from here, found their best friends who get along with them day and night, and when they saw their sneering, they also paced desperately, eager to rush up and pull them out of the tank!
Although, they know that it is impossible to do this with the power of their own cowardice! However, if conditions permit, they are very willing to use their own bodies to replace each other's girlfriends who have been destroyed to the point of being immature! Perhaps, this is the real friendship between women!
Throughout the ages, the charm of lilies is usually the imagination sung by literati and bards, and the vast majority of friends who like two-dimensional anime are estimated to have a soft spot for this feeling, whether it is planted in the back garden of a girl's comic, or inserted in a hidden corner of hot-blooded anime.
This warm emotion will diffuse a warm and loving fragrance extraordinarily!
As for [Lily], the exhibition of this concept, in many Japanese animation works without a male protagonist, is often reflected in the author's depiction of high concentration of friendship + ambiguous fantasy between girls~~~~~~
"Wow~Wow~Wow~"
"What, this kid, obviously he has already been injured like this? He can still swing his fist~~~ Wait, this energy seems to be the source force?
Although, it is true that this can forcibly splice some damaged parts, even if the limbs are cut to the ground with a knife, they can be reinstalled.
However, the amount of [work] done in this way is really too great! His current source power is not even a rudimentary form! If he does not obtain the true ultimate power, this is tantamount to consuming his life in vain!"
At this moment, the two sides were fighting fiercely, and the hand-to-hand contact did not make Bols, who was slightly injured, take much advantage.
The offensive that should have been overwhelming, after being hindered, Bols immediately showed doubts, but when he saw the source force forcibly connected to Chenxing's limbs, he finally understood. If the mage who touched the edge of the source force was easily cleaned up by him, then there was no need for him to continue to follow President Quirrell.
The reason why he followed Quirrell so persistently was not because of loyalty, but in large part because he wanted to explore the power of the ultimate power. I look forward to the day when I can get this powerful power in the near future!
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