Chapter Eighty-Nine: Wounds for Wounds
The sharp elbow smashed into Abel's ankle like a nail, and Abel imagined that Carré's screams did not sound, but a sharp pain in his ankle that spread to his entire leg, and his body almost did not stand firm. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info
Feeling the huge force from his elbow, Carré endured the sharp pain in his elbow, the muscles of his right arm tensed to block Abel's whip leg, and his left leg lunged out, the muscles of his whole body tensed, and the whole person was like a taut war bow.
With the strength of the carryer's whole body, Carley's left fist blasted towards Abel's chest, and the punch was fierce and full of prestige.
Abel's chest had just been punched by Carré's full force, and the tingling sensation in his lungs had not weakened in the slightest, if he was hit by Carré's punch again, the cracked sternum was estimated to be completely broken, and if the broken bone pierced his lung lobe, he would definitely die, even if the broken bone did not pierce his lung lobe, his strength would be at most fifty percent.
This is Carré's strategy, it is better to cut off one of his fingers than to hurt his ten fingers!
Abel also knew the power of this punch, regardless of the pain in his ankle, he didn't even have time to withdraw the whip leg he raised, and hurriedly blocked his chest with both hands, defending Carley's punch.
Carré prepared a full blow in advance, Abel hurriedly raised his arms to block, even if Abel's strength surpassed Carré's, this blow was not so easy to block.
Carré punched Abel in both arms, and sure enough, a huge force came, and the hastily raised arms were smashed by Carré's punch against Abel's chest, and Abel vomited blood again.
The kick that kicked out didn't have time to retract, and Able could only stand on the ground with one foot, supporting his body, but he was hit by Carley's punch with all his strength, and his body suddenly became a little unstable, trembling, and lost his balance.
Take advantage of his illness and ask for his life.
Without the slightest hesitation, Carré used the elbow of his right arm as the fulcrum, slapped his right forearm hard, and hit the calf of the whip leg kicked out by Abel, and then swiped his right hand, and his slender fingers tightly grasped Abel's ankle.
The muscles of his right arm exerted force, and he brought it back, making Abel lose his balance, and his left leg was slightly raised, puffing up his strength, and facing Abel's crotch, and his left leg was stabbed like a big gun.
Carré didn't think it was ungentlemanly, and before he went to prison, he was aiming to be a soldier, and the martial arts he learned were mainly about killing enemies quickly.
Able listened to the air-piercing whine from Carré's left leg, and a chill spread down his spine to his brain, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
At the moment of emergency, he let out a loud cry, the cold hairs all over his body exploded, the muscles in his thighs bulged like iron, the green tendons appeared like earthworms, and his legs shrank, and he just broke free from the control of Carré's right hand.
Then he took advantage of the situation to kneel down, used his abdomen instead of his crotch to block Carré's kick, took a deep breath, and his abdominal muscles tensed like an iron plate.
With a kick, the force of the shock made Carré's left foot extremely sore, and Abel was kicked by Carré's kick and walked on the smooth marble floor for nearly ten meters, until he smashed on the bookshelf to stabilize his body.
The pain in his abdomen made him can't help but lower his head, shrink his body, relieve the spasm of the abdominal muscles, his stomach turned over for a while, gastric juice mixed with blood spit out, exuding a strong fishy smell, Abel looked miserable.
"Ahh Carré, I'm going to kill you! ”
Abel couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar, his dignified golden warrior, a five-star martial artist with a strong physical fitness, was actually made into this appearance by a young man who didn't have any hair, if he hadn't blocked it in time, his symbol of man would have turned into a ball of meat sauce.
"Kill!"
With a loud shout, Carré didn't care about Abel's threat, his legs exerted his strength, and rushed towards Abel who was kneeling on the ground like a falcon, and when he approached Abel, he was on tiptoe, his body turned, his right leg was raised, and his legs used the strength of his body rotation to slash down at Abel's head like a giant axe.
The legs draw a sharp arc that cuts through the air and makes a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
"Damn!"
Feeling the power of this leg, Abel didn't have time to complain, rolled to the side, dodged Carley's powerful slash, and then slammed his palm into the ground, and quickly stood up with the help of the force of the shock.
As soon as the slash missed, Carré didn't care, his body turned, the soles of his feet stepped forward hard, his arms were thrown out, his fingers were close together, and his palms were like blades slashing towards Abel's throat.
He finally took the lead, and he must not let Abel ease his senses, otherwise he will definitely not be Abel's opponent.
The narrow triangular eyes were full of resentment, and he endured the resentment in his heart, Abel stepped back on the soles of his feet, bent his waist back, and dodged Carré's sharp blow knife, and at the same time his spine straightened, his waist rolled slightly sideways, and a side kick of his right leg hit Carré's waist.
Regardless of the pain in his left arm, Carley's right arm was cut into a slash, and his right hand was like a knife, cutting the air and slashing at Abel's chest.
Abel's eyes were full of surprise, he didn't expect Carley's sense of battle to be so strong, and from these few moves, Carley's strength, speed, and reaction, he judged a result that made his heart shake, Carley's physical fitness was not lower than that of a black iron four-star martial artist.
With a ruthless heart, he Able to climb to the position of the Marquis, and be a member of the curtain in the fighting ring in prison, but he is not a timid person, with his arms crossed in front of his chest, and his retracted right leg is kicking Carré in the abdomen.
Between the lightning and flint, Carré either withdrew his knife and chose to retreat, avoiding Abel's kick, or resisted Abel's leg and chose to exchange injuries with Abel.
The blue eyes exuded devouring cruelty, and Carré gathered a breath and stopped in his abdomen, his abdominal muscles exploded, and the knife in his right hand did not retract in the slightest, slashing directly at Abel's chest.
If the knife is slashed elsewhere, Carré may not choose to exchange injuries with Abel, but Abel's chest has been punched twice in a row, even if Abel used to be a golden warrior, and his physical fitness can be a black iron five-star warrior, the sternum will definitely crack, if this punch breaks the sternum, the sternum is likely to pierce Abel's lungs.
"Bang! Boom! ”
With two dull crashes that sounded almost simultaneously, Carré shot out backwards like a cannonball, and he took seven or eight steps back to barely stop his figure, and a trace of blood slowly oozed from the corner of his mouth.
With a cold snort, Carley wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his thumb, and a hot pain came from his abdomen.
And Abel was directly slammed to the ground by Carré's hand knife, making a heavy impact sound, and a trace of blood slowly oozed from his mouth.
Holding the bookshelf with his hand and propping his body up, Abel stared at Carré with resentful eyes, stuck out his tongue like a poisonous snake, licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, and sneered, "The thought of breaking my sternum is whimsical." ”
It's just that his pale face shows that Carré's hand knife is not so easy to catch, if he hadn't been in the army before, experienced in a hundred battles, and used special muscle skills at the last moment to unload part of the power of the hand knife, his sternum would have broken at this moment.