Chapter 70: The Dragon's Shadow, the King's Name
Looking at the chubby old Wang, Matt was like seeing a mountain.
Lao Wang is actually slightly shorter than him, still in the development period, the man is twenty-three, and he is running up, Lao Wang is only eighteen, not tall, half a head shorter than Matt.
But in Matt's heart, Lao Wang is as great as a mountain, as vast as the sea, as high as the sky, and as long as the river.
His physical fitness is not enough, but his perception is too strong, strong enough to even barely catch the trajectory of a bullet.
Lao Wang received the bullet empty-handed unharmed, and naturally he was also perceived.
The unimaginable speed, unimaginable accuracy, and the ability to resist bullet damage are far beyond him, and even have a perception ability that is not worse than himself, is this the strength of a kung fu master?
Relying solely on the enhancement of the body and spirit by "qi", you can enhance your five senses to the level of a talented player like yourself, and then have more "super vision" than yourself?
As soon as he heard Wang's deliberately low and hoarse voice, Matt didn't even think about it, picked up Erica and Sticksuo and walked to the gymnasium.
As for worrying about Lao Wang?
The dignified Kunlun Iron Fist, it is the turn of an ordinary person to worry about?
Erica and Stickser were clearly more surprised than Matt.
Seeing Lao Wang roll over like a ball, Erica was amused and surprised, this weird move to the extreme, but it burst out far faster than herself, it was like a combination of a giant panda and a cheetah!
And the way he received the bullet with his bare hands, he was simply handsome, and his physical fitness was so strong that he was here, are you the resurrection of the American team?
The stick's body, which was about to turn into a sieve, shuddered.
Of course, he knew that it was impossible for the American team to be resurrected, but he also knew what kind of person could do it.
Mrs. Gao is already the one with the most abundant "qi" among the five fingers, and if she is prepared, she can even wrap her body with qi to resist the damage of pistol bullets, but her biggest weakness is that she is too old, and her speed is much slower than Murakami and Botu.
Pick up bullets empty-handed?
Can't do it!
Mrs. Gao may be able to catch hundreds of millions of bullets at once, but not like this.
Only a kung fu master who is stronger than Madame Gao can do it.
Such a person, in the limited cognition of the sticks, is only available to the people of the Seven Heavens.
And according to the recent news, "Kunlun", one of the Seven Heavens, is really here, and it is still the most powerful "Immortal Iron Fist".
"Let go of me, I'm going to help Iron Fist!"
He was so excited that he burst into tears.
He was still a little worried before, so the "Immortal Iron Fist" passed down from generation to generation would not be as powerful as he imagined.
Every time an iron fist is born, the dragon has to be reborn once, the shorter the time of rebirth, the worse the strength, the worse the iron fist that gets its strength, in case this time the rebirth only lives for a few years and decades, and the immortal iron fist is the one with no talent, isn't it extremely weak?
But now, it seems, his worries were unfounded.
Although because he is not a kung fu master, he can't really feel the strength of this generation of Iron Fist, but at least it is not as weak as he imagined.
Then, as the current leader of the True Purity,
I, Stickman, must follow the Immortal Iron Fist to the death and fight to the death with the Hand Clan!
Bang!
Seeing Stickman struggling desperately, Matt was impatient and knocked him unconscious with a punch.
In a few moments, your blood will be drained, do you still have the fighting power, stay and add to the chaos?
Matt suddenly felt sad for Master Wang.
Such a powerful Master Wang, a dignified immortal iron fist, there are only three or two kittens under his command, Master Stick, is your existence really meaningful, people don't need you to deal with the Hand at all, right?
"Immortal, Iron Fist!"
Seeing this scene, Yoshioka Shin, who rushed over, exclaimed.
The strength of the iron fist shocked him, but it didn't seem to be so strong that Master Murakami said, one punch smashed the mountain, one palm broke the river, let the waterfall flow backwards, and let the phoenix mourn.
Immortal Iron Fist, terrifying.
He who doesn't know Kunlun believes that a legend is a legend after all, and such an iron fist may not be able to kill.
"Give it to me!"
Nobu Yoshioka fired.
Everyone else shoots.
"Alas!"
Lao Wang sighed, and then smiled.
This feeling of being in a hail of bullets reminded him of the volleys of the dwarven musketeers, and he wondered if "Brian Copperbeard" was still chasing the Titan ruins, and if "Hemet Nesinvari" was still hunting everywhere.
My followers, are you alright?
The strong true qi permeates the whole body, and the old Wang at this time is like a peerless master in martial arts novels, a sweeping monk who resists the eighteen palms of the dragon, and he is not afraid of the five uniques of the Central Plains together.
The green true qi turned into gold, turning into a layer of light on the outside of the body.
This is the warrior monk's skill "Golden Bell Jar".
Under the development of Lao Wang, even the invincible slash of the orc sword master is not afraid, let alone a pistol.
This level of miscellaneous fish, there is no need to use the most powerful skills, there must be someone from the Hand Club secretly monitoring, maybe among the students of Columbia University, Lao Wang does not want to be seen through by others.
A cyan oriental dragon was haunted by phantoms, and Lao Wang accelerated and leaped into the air.
Spirit Dragon Pose!
Longwei is illustrious!
Soaring dragon in the sky!
With three skills in a row, the eruption of true qi formed a shock to all the enemies present, and the rapidly swimming green dragon phantom caused real damage to them.
For the rough-skinned guys such as demon guards and dwarven warriors, even if they are as powerful as Lao Wang, this kind of group attack skill that is not known for their attack power cannot kill them in an instant, but for ninjas who are still ordinary people, it is definitely fatal damage.
Bang!
Syllable!
Bang bang!
Before they even had time to scream, most of the ninjas were directly destroyed by their hearts and fell to the ground to their deaths.
The ninjas who were far away were lucky to survive, but they were also hit hard, and the blue dragon dragon power that Lao Wang exuded also shocked them into fear.
This is the dragon power from the "Supreme Heavenly God" Qinglong "Yulong".
How can these ordinary people compare?
Yes, ordinary people.
In Lao Wang's eyes, these so-called "the most elite ninjas in the world" may be really proficient in assassination, or they may be really determined, but compared with the veterans of the World of Warcraft who have been fighting all year round, they are too far behind, and they are also not as good as the undead veterans who fought on the front line during the War of Resistance Against Japan.
"Dragon, it's a dragon!"
"Amaterasu is the god of China!"
"Isn't the dragon from Korea?"
"No, it's Kunlun's Divine Dragon, it's Divine Dragon Shou Lao!"
"Hey, didn't you say that Shou Lao is red, how did he turn cyan?"
"You're going to die, and you still care about this?"
The ninjas were afraid, scared, but did not flinch.
Yoshioka's voice sounded at the right time: "Don't be afraid! Qi is limited, and the power of longevity is not so easy to control! He used so much qi, his body would not be able to bear it, he would fall into weakness, now is the best chance, kill him! ”
In fact, he didn't believe it himself, but now he had to boost his morale, what if he did?
What if?
The ninjas were accustomed to obeying orders, and as soon as they heard this, they immediately opened fire.
After the bullet was fired in a blink of an eye, it was blocked by the bell jar, and they rushed over with Japanese swords.
If you really want to talk about lethality, cold weapons are definitely much stronger than pistols!
Lao Wang almost laughed.
When the true qi runs out and falls into weakness?
I'm sorry.
Except for the weakest Iron Fist in history, I haven't heard of a single Iron Fist so useless.
I'm not him!
What this king is best at is protracted warfare!