The ice crab's expression is so rich that it can collect a single emoji, and it just took a punch: (>_<)

Punch force into the body: (╬ ̄ ̄ ̄)

The pain passed: ~( ̄▽ ̄)~

It's unbearable!

Yoshida smacked the joints of the ice crab's six claws one by one, panting from exhaustion, his right arm was now numb, and his muscles were stiff and sore, which was a sign of overexertion.

Yoshida, who paused for a moment, turned his gaze to Song Rui, and he was lying in a groove at that time.

I saw that Song Rui just hit a punch, full of force, I don't know how many times heavier than Yoshida's fist. However, the moment this punch touched the ice crab's back armor, the front half of Song Rui's right arm also shattered.

The real crumble, the forearm and hand bones were shattered into thumb-sized scum, and then they were washed away by the sea, and there was nothing left.

Yoshida: Σ (⊙▽⊙ "What the hell?!

Song Rui: ......

Song Rui: ...... Damn?!

Yoshida is going crazy, he doesn't know how to react, doesn't he know his own physical condition? Isn't it obvious that the force is too strong, the punches are too much, and the limit is repeatedly overdrawn, and the comminuted fracture of the right arm?! This thing still has a shocked expression, is there water in his skull?

"Hmm......" Song Rui's shock lasted for a second, and then he regained his expressionless face and turned his head to look at Yoshida, "Sissy, you make up for the joints of this cargo a few more times, and I'll go into the water to take care of this product's abdomen." The surrounding cold has weakened, and it cannot be left behind. ”

"You're all broken, and you're still taking care of a fart belly!" Yoshida's eyelids jumped when he heard Song Rui's words, and he wanted to slash Song Rui away!

"Oh, I'm fine with my left arm." Song Rui was still expressionless, nodded at Yoshida, and jumped off the back of the ice crab.

Seeing that Song Rui had opened his two arms to capture Qingshuang, Yoshida didn't dare to be careless, his right arm regained some sensation, and he could punch a few more times. Song Rui is right, the cold around him is weakening, and the speed is not slow, I didn't expect Song Rui's little partner to really have two brushes, and he came up with a cooking method after only three days of research, although it was ...... The price is a little bigger, and the two arms of the partner are estimated to be useless.

Yoshida paused when he thought of this, and his heart was a little irritable. That guy is a very good opponent, how much his strength improves, the opponent will also have corresponding improvements, and the progress of the two is the fastest. And this product is never merciless, and all kinds of bad moves emerge one after another, making Yoshida and his battle full of a sense of crisis, although there is a feeling of tying his head to the waistband of his trousers, even if he occasionally wins a little in the battle, he doesn't dare to be careless.

Will you lose such a good sparring partner in the future? Yoshida thought about Song Rui's right forearm, which was shattered into slag, and his heart became even more irritable. And how could that idiot be so calm, isn't there any way to recover his arm?

Is there a way for Song Rui? Not yet. So is he calm? The surface is quite calm. But......

"Lie down in a big groove!" He was scolding his mother in his heart, his heart was dripping blood, and he wanted to vomit two liters of blood, so he wouldn't really be disabled now, right? "Mom! The arm of labor! ”

Relying on his lack of flesh and blood, he repeatedly overdrew the limit, and it was obvious to get this result. Song Rui knew that ten punches were his limit, but this limit perception was not very obvious, he only felt that his right arm would be stiff and numb for a while, but it would return to normal after two flicks, so he would be so unscrupulous and cause bad consequences.

If it is an ordinary person of flesh and blood, the perception of the limit is very obvious. The human body is very magical, and it will feedback its own situation through various indicators and conditions, such as muscle soreness, capillary cracking, bone soreness and cracking, etc., although it is a burden, but it is also a protection.

With these indicators, as long as people don't die a big death, they generally don't overdraw their limits. Like Yoshida, he knew exactly that if he threw another punch, his arm would be gone.

Song Rui's body is very convenient to say, but the shortcomings are also obvious.

I don't have time to think about the current situation, if I don't attack the abdomen of the ice crab, the cold can't be condensed to the greatest extent, and Qingshuang will fail to capture it, so one of my arms is broken in vain, and now I can only wear a steel helmet on the scaffold, and I will be on it.

The abdomen of the ice crab was underwater, and Song Rui could only choose to attack with a water bomb. A muffled sound came from the bottom of the water, as if it had detonated an underwater bomb, and the body of the ice crab was pounded up and down, undulating.

"Whew-" Song Rui didn't overdraw his left arm to the point of fracture, plus the defense of the abdomen was originally slightly lower than the back armor, so he could achieve the desired effect without overdrawing the limit.

When he threw his last punch, the surroundings suddenly darkened, and then it lit up again, and the sea seemed to be pressed by something, and the storm and waves quickly subsided, and in a very short time they became calm and calm, without a trace of waves.

Yoshida: ...... (⊙?⊙)

Song Rui, who just emerged from the water: ...... What the hell?

With the ice crab as the center, the sea surface within a radius of several thousand meters seems to form a field-like air circle, there is no wind in the air circle, there are no waves, and even the basic rhythm of the sea does not exist, and it is calm and weird.

It was the first time for Song Rui to see such a calm sea, a calm, real sea. But there is an indescribable sense of illusion in this reality.

The strangest thing is that this calm was formed almost instantaneously, and a few seconds ago it was an apocalyptic scene of waves rolling over the world. It's like a flick of God's hand, easy and freehand. But in the eyes of Song Rui and Yoshida, who were in it, it was extremely weird, this Nima was like a joke!

Yoshida helped Song Rui to float on the sea, the blue-green sea at his feet was like a crystal clear, deep, clear, and reflected with the blue sky, almost making it impossible to distinguish between the sea and the sky. The water beneath their feet is so calm and clear that their figures are clearly reflected, giving people a sense of time and space distortion.

At the same time, a trace of cold air suddenly emerged from the surrounding seawater, white as Lian and soft as silk, steaming up from the sea surface, as if being pulled by something, and gradually gathered into the body of the ice crab.

The moment the white cold air appeared, it seemed to add a touch of illusory beauty to this beautiful air circle. The clear water is long, the mist is swirling, and the sleepwalking fairy is overwhelming, making people suddenly not know where they are.

"Goo-dong!" Yoshida and Song Rui inexplicably felt a little nervous, swallowed their saliva together as if they had discussed, and stared at the ice crab in the center of the qi circle without blinking, with expressions of confusion and expectation, but sure enough, they still looked forward to more.

Every treasure is born, there will be a vision.

In the age of gastronomy, the most precious treasure is none other than ingredients.

Frost, the treasure of food.