Chapter 45 Shocking, Shooting, Defending for Attack
Goku, who seemed to have sensed Chuncheng's movements, did not turn around at this time, but set his eyes on the opponent who was not far from him, and it was at this time that Goku narrowed his eyes.
"Chuncheng, you still haven't given up."
Goku only took a few steps back, then reached out his hand and grabbed the little guy who wanted to escape from Goku's blockade, looking at the book in his hand, Goku laughed.
"I told you, you can't learn it now, and you can't even say that you can't even read it." Before Chuncheng could say anything, Wukong had already taken the book in his arms and put it back on the table, while his other hand directly lifted Guo Chuncheng's clothes and threw him directly outside his courtyard.
"Uncle Shi, bring your kid back to me, otherwise, next time, this little guy will probably face my fist."
After Wukong shouted outside, he moved his gaze to his friend who was ready, and a smile appeared on his face: "Sorry, that little guy was a little naughty just now, and I came here after disciplining him." ”
And just when Wukong and the man in front of him were preparing to fight, just outside the courtyard, Guo Chuncheng, who had just been easily thrown out by Wukong, had already regained control of his body in mid-air, but he only took it back, and he had not yet achieved complete control, so, in front of his old father, he fell a dog gnawing mud, but, because of the perennial practice of martial arts, the instinctive defense did not allow this little guy to receive great damage, after being afraid of hitting the dust on his body, He got up and sat down in front of his father and looked at his father.
And the man who had already appeared outside the courtyard just now, the man who didn't enter because he didn't get the invitation of others, looked at his young son, his face showed loss and helplessness, but this expression only appeared in an instant, and disappeared in the next moment.
"O Spring City, your heart"
What Guo Haihuang said, Guo Chuncheng didn't know, because he was completely trapped in his father's sharp eyes, and he couldn't escape at all, even if he was so old, even if he already needed a wheelchair to be able to move, his old father just used his own gaze to directly subdue the little guy in front of him, who was called a beast. However, after staring at his young son for a long time, Guo Haihuang left, pushing his small wheelchair and leaving little by little, but it was this action that made Guo Chuncheng realize that his father, who once thought he had aged, was actually not aging at all, and even became more terrifying with the passage of time, so how strong is the brother-in-law who can bring the same feeling to himself, like seeing the king of beasts?
Guo Chuncheng stood up from the ground and looked at the courtyard in front of him, obviously there was a battle about to break out inside, but in this place, he couldn't hear any sound, but Guo Chuncheng knew that he probably would never be able to enter this courtyard again, and his brother-in-law had already erased his qualifications just now, and if he wanted to enter, he could only enter after regaining the approval of his brother-in-law. However, Guo Chuncheng does not know when such recognition will be done
And just as Guo Chuncheng staggered towards his room, Wukong stretched out his arms, as if he had suffered all Yiming's attacks back then, and at this time opened his arms and opened his arms towards Yiming.
"You should be able to see it, after all, you, the Sea King, are not those guys outside who have not reached any corresponding realm and have inherited the name of Sea King, you should be able to see it."
"Don't kill, butterflies."
Just like a butterfly, Wukong's toes are light, and when there is no wind around, it is like squeezing into the air, floating in front of his opponent with the air, and before Yiming can react, Wukong stretches out his hand and points it on Yiming's head, and his eyes reveal invisible happiness, but, at this time, Wukong's hand was suddenly clamped by Yiming's neck by that guy, and using Wukong's arm as a support point, Yiming successfully pulled Wukong's body off the ground.
"A great achievement, just by my own neck." Goku didn't show a nervous look even in the air, but at this time, he narrowed his eyes and looked at the man who had put his hand on his heart.
"Bang"
It's a flesh-to-flesh collision, but, after that, it's not the flesh impact, it's a human trying to stop a guy's heart with his own skills.
Goku's eyes widened, and his not very tall body was like a steel pillar directly pierced into the ground, and his feet were even directly inserted into the ground, stepping out several cracks in the ground made of granite.
"Whew~"
Goku took a deep breath and looked at the man in front of him who was carefully posing in the same position as before with a pair of gray eyes, and a fanatical smile appeared on his face.
"Yes, it's this feeling that has sublimated self-defense to the realm of killing, and you are the Sea King." After saying this, Goku's loose hair began to stand on end, but it was not because Goku was angry, but because Goku saw something worthy of his record, so he wanted to see more, more demonstrations of this skill, and more things worth thinking about.
Yiming's attack just now almost stopped Goku's heart beating, and with just one shot, he almost did something that almost no one in the world could do, and it was this thing that made Goku's face smile with satisfaction. In an instant, Goku reappeared in front of his opponent, extending his hand to Ichiaki in the same position as before. Instinctively, Goku tries to use his body to fight this move, however, he prefers that after surviving this move, his opponent will show more and more wonderful things.
And just when Wukong was acting, Yiming's face became more and more serious, because he knew that although the man in front of him had pioneered two fist techniques, although he was only showing part of his strength in front of him now, but, even so, Yiming had already felt the endless power of the man in front of him through the action just now, as if countless lives were burning in his body, paying for his life and his actions.