Chapter Eighty-Three: Goodbye to Hell Island
"Bang!"
The terrifying and fierce wind pressure rushed between the fists of the encounter.
Liu Xiang and Zhang San didn't retreat, and their other hands were waved almost at the same time, slamming together. The two were sent out at almost the same speed. No one took advantage.
Liu Xiang grinned and said ferociously to Zhang San, who also got up: "You are a little weaker than I thought, it seems that now we are evenly matched!" ”
Zhang San's face twitched twice: "The verbal offensive is useless to me. ”
"That's a shame!" Liu Xiang kicked the ground and attacked Zhang San again. The fist intent exploded and attacked the key point, without a trace of defensive intentions.
However, Zhang San is really a little outrageous, maybe Wei Wukong, who is inferior in boxing attainment, is far away, but he has strengthened his body for an unknown amount of time, surpassing Liu Xiang's realm of 4 levels, and he has experienced a hundred battles. Let him not fall behind under the outbreak of Liu Xiang's fist intent.
However, Liu Xiang's defenseless style of play also made Zhang San uncomfortable to death, when the strength was equal, defense and dodging would only extinguish his momentum, Zhang San was forced by Liu Xiang's offensive, and had no choice but to attack with Liu Xiang and exchange injuries for injuries.
For a while, the fists were fisted to the flesh, and blood was flying.
The more Zhang San was shocked, the more Liu Xiang didn't know the pain? The more you get hurt, the more fierce you get. However, at the time of life and death, even if Zhang San could not bear it without Liu Xiang, he had to grit his teeth and insist desperately.
In this situation, whoever instigates first will die!
Liu Xiang finally used his murderous aura to freeze Zhang San for a moment, but unfortunately the time was too short and was blocked by Zhang San, who recovered instantly, and suddenly swung out of the out-of-body spiritual energy, and failed to take advantage.
Veteran warriors are different from warriors, and at most they can only attach psionic energy to their bodies or slightly shorter weapons. However, a senior martial artist can truly extend the spiritual energy out of the body, and with the realm of Zhang San's junior senior martial artist, he can blast out five meters away.
Fortunately, Zhang San is also a senior martial artist who has just advanced, and the proficiency of releasing spiritual energy has a fight with the probability of Liu Xiang's murderous energy release.
I don't know how long it took, but it was already dark anyway, and the helicopter would probably arrive soon.
Both of them also seemed to have reached their limits, and they punched hard again, and both shot backwards. I couldn't get up right away for a while.
In the end, the two of them made an appointment, and sat up tremblingly. Panting heavily, he didn't have the strength to strike again for a while. Can't stand up!
Zhang San stared at Liu Xiang deadly, and after spitting out a mouthful of blood, he suddenly laughed hoarsely, and said, "It seems that I won!" ”
Liu Xiang wiped a handful of blood that obstructed his vision, and replied contemptuously: "Do you think I can't see that you are also the end of the crossbow?" Where do you get your confidence? With my body's resilience, I'm afraid I'll be the winner. ”
"I can see that your bodies and I have reached their limits. Although your body is far stronger than mine. But you forgot that I am a senior martial artist, I can use my skills to heal my wounds, and it just so happens that I still have the last bit of spiritual energy in my dantian. In just a minute, I'll be able to recover a little from my injuries, enough to heal you to death! ”
After Zhang San finished speaking, he really closed his eyes and began to heal his wounds.
Liu Xiang's heart sank, if he really let Zhang San recover for a minute, I am afraid that it will really be difficult to escape.
How could Liu Xiang be reconciled, gritted his teeth and stood up with difficulty. A mouthful of blood unconsciously spurted out again, and with trembling legs, he walked towards Zhang San little by little, although the speed was like a turtle crawling.
In a short distance of 10 meters, Liu Xiang walked for a long time, but Liu Xiang still approached Zhang San in the end.
Liu Xiang looked at Zhang San, who was close to heal with his eyes closed, and couldn't help but show a smile, his right hand was raised slightly, and he wanted to hit Zhang San's bald head with a thunder fist.
But at this moment, Zhang San suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a hint of cunning in his eyes. His right hand burst out with an astonishing momentum and blasted into Liu Xiang's heart.
Where is Zhang San healing? He attached the last wisp of spiritual energy to his right fist, just waiting for Liu Xiang to lean over.
Seeing that Zhang San's fatal punch was close to Liu Xiang's heart, Liu Xiang's left hand blocked Zhang San's fist at an incredible speed.
A crisp sound of broken bones sounded, and Liu Xiang's hand bones were broken.
But just when Zhang San thought that his fatal punch could break through Liu Xiang's left hand, it still hit Liu Xiang's heart.
But he was shocked to find that Liu Xiang's broken left hand didn't let Zhang San's fist break through in the slightest, and a soft force neutralized his attack.
Looking at Zhang San's face full of disbelief, Liu Xiang said in a low voice: "This is called Wukong Boxing!" ”
Then, in Zhang San's desperate eyes, he smashed Zhang San's throat bone with a fierce thunder fist.
Vulture Zhang Sanji!
Liu Xiang did not relax immediately after killing Zhang San, but stood up straight, and shouted in a deep voice with his head sideways:
"Don't hide! I see you! ”
After waiting for more than ten seconds, there was no sound around. Liu Xiang completely relaxed at this time, sat on the ground, and gasped for breath.
When Liu Xiang breathed a sigh of relief and was about to deal with the broken bone in his left hand, Liu Xiang was still a little uneasy after thinking about it, and turned his head and shouted: "I saw you." ”
After a few more seconds, there was still silence.
Liu Xiang silently praised his bluff, and suddenly a dry cough came from behind him, which frightened Liu Xiang almost to death.
Liu Xiang pretended to be calm and turned his head to look behind him.
The grim expression gradually turned into a smirk: "Hehe! ”
Zhou Wei touched his nose with his right hand and walked out unhurriedly, looking at Liu Xiang with some playfulness: "It's only ten minutes away, I didn't want to disturb you to enjoy the joy of victory alone." But you have too many plays! ”
"Haha! Isn't it afraid of a reversal at the last moment! Liu Xiang grinned.
Zhou Wei stepped forward to help Liu Xiang deal with the injuries on his body, and gave him a simple exercise treatment. Seeing that Liu Xiang finally regained some strength, he raised his hand and glanced at the monitor in his hand: "Now there is still a life signal on Hell Island, except for you, there is only one left." ”
"And another?" Liu Xiang suddenly jumped up from the ground and looked around vigilantly.
"Don't look for it, there's another one with a life signal lying over there!" Zhou Wei looked to the other side and said.
Following Zhou Wei's line of sight, Liu Xiang finally saw another death row prisoner who still had a life signal.
"Wei Wukong is not dead yet?" Liu Xiang said with some surprise.
Zhou Wei walked to Wei Wukong's side and looked down: "I'm dying, my internal organs are about to explode, so I rely on the system of high-level martial artists and the spiritual energy in the dantian to hang a few breaths!" ”
"Alas! It's a pity! Although his cultivation talent is not high, in terms of his attainments in boxing alone, he can be regarded as a generation of grandmasters. Liu Xiang walked up to Zhou Wei and sighed.
"You still dislike other people's low talent? But it's a bit of a pity! This person is really worthy of the "terror" in Major General Qin's mouth, the essence of the empty fist is extremely subtle, and he has comprehended the fist intent in the realm of a high-level martial artist without relying on external forces. If it weren't for the realm trapped, I'm afraid it would shock the entire martial arts world. Zhou Wei touched his chin and said in a deep voice.
Glancing at Liu Xiang, Zhou Wei said with a strange expression: "Otherwise, let him be the last person to survive on Hell Island!" ”
Liu Xiang was taken aback by Zhou Wei's words, and said with a bitter face: "Brother! No kidding, let him live! What am I doing? I'm not so great as to trade my own life for his! ”
The corners of Zhou Wei's mouth curled slightly: "I'm not kidding!" A mere high-level martial artist can create such a subtle boxing technique by himself, and he can comprehend the boxing intent by himself. The value of this kind of talent to the country is higher than that of an ordinary martial artist. I don't lose anything in exchange for you. ”
"Brother Zhou! Don't you love me? Liu Xiang shouted with a desperate expression.
Zhou Wei's face was green, if it weren't for Liu Xiang's injury, he couldn't wait to make up for him a few more times!
"That's it! Collect your powers! You don't need to change him to live. But the surface work still needs to be done! You can just leave the island with me in advance now, and when the helicopter comes, it will naturally pick up Wei Wukong, who still has one breath left. Zhou Wei said helplessly.
"Ahh Now that we're gone, what about the miniature bomb in my body? Will you defuse a bomb? Liu Xiang was puzzled.
"What bomb to defuse? You only have a life signal under the skin of your arm, and you are not afraid of pain, so you can pick it out yourself? Zhou Wei replied indifferently.
Liu Xiang touched his chest, "What about the miniature bomb that was injected into my chest?" ”
"You're injected with a shot of glucose, and there's no bomb in it."
"Huh? Didn't you and Major General Qin say that we should treat everyone equally? ”
"Scare you! Isn't this afraid that you will be opportunistic? ”
Liu Xiang's eyelids jumped when he heard this, and he continued to ask in disbelief: "Didn't you say that the Gu Cultivation Project must be planted with a bomb no matter what its identity?" ”
Zhou Wei nodded: "That's right!" However, the Gu Cultivation Project was terminated 10 years ago! Now there is no such provision except for death row prisoners. Besides, it's been 10 years since no outsiders participated in Hell Island, and Master's name card still has a little face. ”
"In other words, I can just find a place to survive! But is this too unfair to the condemned prisoners? ”
"Be fair to these heinous fellows? You've got a bag in your head! What Qin Songshan said to Zhou Wei was forwarded to Liu Xiang by Zhou Wei.
Liu Xiang looked at Zhou Wei with wide eyes, speechless for a while.
Zhou Wei squatted down beside Wei Wukong, reached out and took out a small tube of healing liquid from his pocket, broke Wei Wukong's mouth and poured it in. He sighed and said, "I hope he can make it to the arrival of the helicopter!"
Liu Xiang took a deep look at Wei Wukong and said to Zhou Wei: "Give me a tube too, I feel like I can't stand it!" ”
"If you can't stand it, you can hold on, this little pipe is hundreds!"
Liu Xiang looked at Zhou Wei speechless for a while.
Zhou Wei stretched out his hand and looked at the time: "Let's go!" The helicopter arrived soon. Let's get out of here! ”
After speaking, he led Liu Xiang to the psionic speed car hidden not far away.
The speeding car soared into the sky, Liu Xiang turned his head to look at the helicopter flying towards Hell Island at high speed in the distance, and silently sent his blessings to Wei Wukong, who didn't know if it was a heinous crime.
See you on Hell Island!