Chapter 585: Unstoppable
As soon as Qiu Huang came out, the betting handicap changed.
Although he only shot once, the best individual outlet basically fell on him.
Someone took out the video of Qiu Huang's shot and analyzed it carefully, and counted the essence cultivation, body refining level, movement speed, kicking strength and other data of the Hanyang Fort players, no matter how they calculated, they felt that Qiu Huang's physique was so strong that almost no one could break it.
Counting Qiu Huang's leg again, after slow release, it was found that he did not tear the neck of the Hanyang Fort player, but "blew up" the neck of the Hanyang Fort player as a whole. In one kick, the neck from the cervical vertebrae to the muscles disintegrated in the terrifying attack, shattering into more than a dozen pieces, large and small.
What's even more terrifying is that under the invasion of this huge force, the head of the Hanyang Fort player remained intact and was not damaged by the force, which shows that Qiu Huang is by no means a person who can only pile up panels, and his outer kung fu must also be very strong.
In this way, the best individual is almost a certainty.
And there should be no suspense for the winning team, after all, Qiu Huang is not the only one who is learning to be strong, and the other appearances are also very powerful, but the limelight has all been overshadowed by Qiu Huang, who is in full swing.
Compared with the outsiders who are full of wind and rain in the city, the people in Tumubao know more about Qiu Huang, because Sister Mengmeng's encyclopedia has turned out all the information of the opponent.
"The Blood Buddha Sect is one of the ten major demon sects, and its fundamental divine skill "Blood Sea Floating Massacre" is a demonic martial art, with high risk, but the power is indeed good. I see that his Blood Sea Floating Tu practice has entered the hall, and his cultivation level has entered Cheng Dan, his essence is stable and powerful, and his evil qi is also tempered well, so he should have practiced to perfection. ”
"This kind of blood sea evil qi is not small, it can suppress people's minds and confuse qi when facing the enemy, and if it is well controlled, it can also help others when it breaks the sharpness. Of course, it is difficult to control the evil qi, and it is not easy to handle it if it is missing, otherwise he would not have tattooed the Nose Paramita Sutra on his face. ”
"By the way, those tattoos on his face were made by the master, written with the thoughts of the void marks, and they will last for a long time, which can be described as an extraordinary means."
"In terms of body refining, the power of the whole pole should be practiced, and the exercises seem to be "Demon Elephant King Kong", divine skills."
"The body protection technique is "Arhat Evil Body", and it is also a divine skill, and the fire is not bad."
"In terms of martial arts moves, it should be "Six Paths of Annihilation", or divine skills, but I don't know how much he has practiced."
"His cloak is an iron cloak, woven from iron wires, and the fact that he can wear this cloak means that he must have practiced "The Hidden Demon in the Robe", platinum. If "The Robe Hides the Demon" is practiced well enough, this cloak is a kind of Qimen weapon of his, and it is very unexpected if you use it coldly, don't underestimate it. ”
"Looking at it on the whole, it is still rare to be able to practice to this level at his age, and he should be a descendant who was cultivated by the Blood Buddha Sect as the seed of a disciple. If he can completely control the Blood Sea Evil Qi Heavenly Bell Breaking Sharp, he should naturally become a disciple of the Blood Buddha Sect. ”
"Of course, the biggest disadvantage of "Blood Sea Floating Massacre" is that there is no advance or retreat, it is extremely easy to break, and the cultivator will be more extreme under the influence of evil qi, it depends on whether anyone can discount him."
Sister Mengmeng analyzed for a moment, so that the children listening to the lecture below suddenly opened their mouths.
Look, it's good to have Sister Mengmeng, the other party will see it through once he shoots, and there is no secret at all. Hearing Sister Mengmeng's analysis of such a three-point point, that Qiu Huang was not terrible all of a sudden......
Piece! Fart! Yes!
Divine power is still divine power, almost a full set of divine power configurations, how to play this!
Dan Chenglong essence, the body refining is all extreme, and the force technique is almost capped on the first day, how can this be beaten!
Someone else kicked him, but there was no. He kicks people and kills them with one hit. As long as you think back to the scene at that time, a few calves can't help but feel cold all over their bodies.
"All in all, it's a tough opponent." Sister Mengmeng concluded: "If you want to defeat him, you can only think about what outstanding advantages you have that are stronger than him, and then use your strengths and avoid weaknesses to attack the weak." ”
The outstanding plus?
What are my strengths?
The calves pondered their own thoughts.
Gao Chongxiao: I, the son of a fake and shoddy family, he, the seed of the Ten Great Demon Sects.
Sima Liang: I, the platinum ordinary exercises on the market, he is a god and has all the skills.
Gu Shaohuai: I, hiding in Tibet, dare not show my head, he is arrogant and domineering.
Shu Wangzhou: I, ordinary families all rely on hard work, he, he, I don't want to say any more, cry and ......
After pondering for a while, the calves reached a unified consensus -
It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over!
As long as there is such a guy in town, who else can win the battle of the Tree Man Zhengxue?
"Oh, I figured it out." Gao Chongxiao's head lit up with a light bulb: "That guy's weakness is arrogance, maybe he will provoke us to let us go together, then let's go together, when the time comes, five people will start a group to beat him, I don't believe he can't beat him!" ”
The calves came to their senses one after another, and they all had a clever plan.
Shi Tiexin shook his head, this method was not feasible at all. Let's not talk about whether the other party will continue to provoke like that, even if he really provokes like this, it is impossible for him to besiege him.
Even if you can't win, you can't compromise your determination, otherwise you will consider yourself incompetent. Whether or not they can win the war, they are already afraid to give in, and the long-term impact is immeasurable.
He couldn't help but wonder, if I were to face him, what would I do?
Qiu Huang, is there a weakness?
It can only be observed.
Day 3 of the competition.
"Please!" A contestant swings out of the tai chi boxing frame.
A minute later.
Poof, a mouthful of blood spurted into the sky.
This contestant used his arms to try to lock Qiu Huang with Tai Chi locking strength. But Qiu Huang pressed it with one arm, and crushed down inch by inch, unhurried, unstoppable. The face of the contestant on the opposite side was as pale as a pig's liver, and under the excessive pressure in his body, blood continued to gush out from his mouth and nose, and his eyes were completely congested like bloody eyes.
But he still couldn't resist Qiu Huang's great power.
"Your Tai Chi, I don't know what to say."
Hum, as if there was a strong shock, poured into the arm.
With a bang, Qiu Huang pressed the other party to the ground, the bones of his legs, waist, and chest snapped and snapped, and his body was compressed like a can that was flattened vertically. A large amount of blood was squeezed and splashed in all directions, and the scene was extremely cruel, and many viewers screamed in shock.
Day 4 of the competition.
"Pingchuan Fort Zhang Songyang, please!" Zhang Songyang gritted his teeth and tried to restrain the fear in his heart. He knew that he had few opportunities, so he didn't leave any spare strength, and as soon as he came up, he used his greatest strength to play his strongest move: "Thunder flashes, thunder accumulates into a catastrophe!" ”
Sighing, Zhang Songyang's clothes swayed, and the erupting air flow blew his hair up. Qingjian climbed up his face, and he roared, and thunderous lightning punches hit Qiu Huang like a cannon.
But Qiu Huang didn't care about Zhang Songyang's attack at all, raised his hand and punched out.
"Infernal Thunder Robber, it's a mess."
Boom!
The heavy fist smashed on Zhang Songyang's head, and Zhang Songyang's face instantly sunken.
He swooped upside down and flew ten meters away, and when he landed on the ground, his face had become a pitted like a nest, and the bridge of his nose was almost completely penetrating the back of his head, and red and white were flowing in all directions.
Day 5 of the competition.
"Weak people like you are not qualified to waste my time on stage alone." Qiu Huang stood on the stage, clasped his hands on his chest, and moved his cloak lightly: "All of you, go up together, and do your best to please me." ”