Monsters, standard monsters. In the past, Long Xiaoqi heard others say that Zhao Ziyang was a monster, thinking that it was just a physical problem, but when he saw that this guy could actually use his fist to smash a marble pillar with a diameter of sixty centimeters, he knew what kind of monster the monster was.

A marble pillar with a diameter of sixty centimeters is hard to break with a hammer, let alone a fist. When Zhao Ziyang smashed it with a punch, Long Xiaoqi heard the sound of bones shattering, which was Zhao Ziyang's hand bones being shattered.

But the problem is that Zhao Ziyang doesn't care at all, the strong cell regeneration ability is not only reflected in the meat. The wounds of the body also act on the bones. Shoot him? It's too difficult, Long Xiaoqi stabbed Zhao Ziyang no less than thirty times, but people were stunned.

"Boom!"

"Boom la la ......"

Zhao Ziyang waved the marble pillar and continued to smash towards Long Xiaoqi, forming an absolute destructive force in the house. Long Xiaoqi, who was hit hard, could only dodge in a hurry, and it became extremely difficult to regain the advantage.

"Bang!"

"Boom! ……”

The wall was violently collapsed by Zhao Ziyang, and countless earth and stones were smashed towards Long Xiaoqi. When he avoided it in embarrassment, the house above him collapsed violently because it lost the support of half of the load-bearing wall.

Long Xiaoqi rolled and escaped from under the collapsed wall, and just as he was about to continue to escape, Zhao Ziyang rushed over and kicked him in the chest.

"Bang!"

Long Xiaoqi rolled out, rolled wildly in the air, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Uh......"

Moans of pain. A groan came from Long Xiaoqi's mouth, and his entire body curled up, clutching his chest. The blood at the corners of his mouth kept flowing downward, and he looked miserable.

"There are many, many people in this world who can beat me, and there are almost no people who could kill me." Zhao Ziyang threw down the marble pillar, walked over and stood in front of Long Xiaoqi, full of mockery: "Kill me? You, no! ”

This is true self-confidence, and there are more powerful people in this world. One by one, one by one, one by one, the super strong, or ruthless or arrogant, but as long as they die, everything is gone.

Are you ruthless? Are you awesome? Okay, then it depends on which of us can survive? One day, Lao Tzu will stand on your grave and pee on you!

As this statement seems to be a scoundrel, and even has a little bit of Ah Q's self-victory spirit, but the fact is not much different from the spirit of this scoundrel. Whoever can survive to the end will have the last laugh.

There is no doubt that Zhao Ziyang is the kind of person who often has the last laugh. Many people could beat him, but many could not kill him. When you can't kill him, you must end up being killed.

"Hehehe...... Hehehehe......" Long Xiaoqi smiled, slowly reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said: "Zhao Ziyang, you are dead, it's not me who brags X, you are really dead!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Long Xiaoqi rolled to the side like lightning, and then rushed out in an instant like a cannonball. By the time Zhao Ziyang wanted to pursue, he had already rushed out of almost 100 meters.

The speed, the terrifying charging speed, and Zhao Ziyang's eyes changed.

There are many, many fast people in this world, and some strong people are intoxicated by the pursuit of speed. There is a good saying, only fast does not break. This is the fundamental purpose of martial arts, and before the other person can react, your fist will already hit the opponent in the face; When someone kicks back at you, your leg is already kicking him......

When the speed is fast to a certain extent, it means that the power that is not strong will be presented with absolute explosive power. What is Explosive Power? The most basic requirement for explosiveness is to express it with speed.

But Zhao Ziyang has seen many masters who are good at speed, but Long Xiaoqi's speed is the first time he has seen it. Other people's speed is just speed, but Long Xiaoqi's speed is a charge. It's not just arrogance, not just domineering, but also the absolute momentum of moving forward. He dared to guarantee that even if there was a minefield in front of him, Long Xiaoqi could rush through with contempt.

That's true, Long Xiaoqi is a charge tempered in the minefield, and when he charges, thousands of troops can't stop him.

"Humph!" Zhao Ziyang let out a cold snort.

He stood in place and watched Long Xiaoqi run farther and farther, and he didn't chase after him at all. He knew that the other party would not escape, and would definitely come back to attack him. Even if this is a ruffian scoundrel, but when a ruffian scoundrel plays a role, he will also divide things and situations.

Long Xiaoqi, who rushed out, stopped, and at this time he was already three hundred meters away from Zhao Ziyang. After stopping, he took a deep breath, took a cigarette from his pocket, threw it into his mouth, then lit it and took a deep puff and bit it with his teeth.

Suddenly, his body began to show the appearance of a bowstring stretching, extremely slowly, as if a sun-shooting god bow was accumulating strength little by little. It's really not fast this time, it's not like it's slow, it's actually fast, it's really slow, it's really slow.

There is calm and composure in the slowness, giving people a sense of rock.

"Whew!"

Long Xiaoqi completed a dodge forward, and when his feet landed, his body was stretched by the bowstring to accumulate strength. It's still slow this time, but it's faster than just now.

"Whew!"

With two dodges, both feet hit the ground, and the bowstring stretched faster again.

"Whew!"

Three flashstrokes, four flashstrokes, five flashstrokes, six flashstrokes, seven flashpunches

The speed is faster and faster each time, and the only constant is the calmness of a rock. Long Xiaoqi changed the way of flash accumulation, compared with the past, the current accumulation flash rush is more stable, and the accumulated power is more majestic and does not leak.

If in the past it was a manifestation of absolute violence, now it is the weight of volcanic eruptions. Steady, very steady, steady makes people feel creepy.

When Long Xiaoqi walked out of the 26 training bases of Divine Punishment, no one had seen his true strength. And now, Zhao Ziyang forced him to use his hidden power.

Overmatch? Super strong? The invincible?

No, never, Long Xiaoqi is a strong man at best. But he was not really a strong man at all, because he was an Assassin, an Assassin through and through.

"Whew! Call! ”

Long Xiaoqi became faster, and every flash charge was accompanied by a terrifying sense of depression, bringing unprecedented horror to Zhao Ziyang. He changed the pattern of the dash, and this change allowed him to face any powerful enemy head-on.

Fifty meters!

Long Xiaoqi stopped suddenly, bit the cigarette butt and said to Zhao Ziyang: "The head-to-head you are looking forward to is here, are you ready?" ”

His voice changed, and it was so thick that it was wistful. If it was just a rock, it is now a majestic active volcano that is about to erupt.

"Boom!"

Long Xiaoqi rushed out in a flash, and threw a punch at Zhao Ziyang without any fancy heads-up!