Chapter 155: Simple and Rough
This move is a very powerful move, and it is simple, rough and direct, and it is the most suitable move to test it.
Sure enough, Liu Bowen also raised his hand to block it with his arm.
Han Dong's arm swept Liu Bowen's arm, and the two collided, and Han Dong walked away with one touch.
"I guessed right, although this has an innate realm, even far beyond my breath, and the physical body seems to be much stronger than me, but his strength is at most the peak of the acquired realm, so I don't have no chance of winning, but although I can press him to fight, I can't really hurt him, I can only drag him, I hope that the movement here is big enough to attract the attention of the old realm lord and let him come to reinforcements immediately."
Han Dong shook his hand, this was the first time, since he had been promoted to the Innate Realm, until now he had been promoted to the Innate Realm, he had felt pain for the first time.
On the other hand, Liu Bowen has no effect, relying on the strength of his physical body, he has no feeling at all.
Ling Ran in Han Dong's heart, a powerhouse at this level, even if he can't exert his full strength, just relying on his own body, he is already an invincible existence, Han Dong doesn't know if nuclear weapons can cause him harm, and even if he can, he can't use nuclear weapons in order to deal with such a martial artist.
Moreover, the reason why individuals at this level are more important than nuclear weapons is because nuclear weapons are dead things, and martial artists in the innate realm and S-level supernaturals are all transcendent individuals, and they are all living beings with their own wisdom and ability to act.
With a combination of mobility and endurance, such an individual can have a far greater impact than a nuclear weapon.
For example, Han Dong's huge ice ball that fell from the sky just now, if Liu Bowen hadn't taken the lead in bearing most of the strength, I'm afraid that the influence of this ice hockey ball would have been no weaker than that of a small-strength nuclear weapon.
The only difference is that the puck doesn't cause nuclear contamination, that's all.
If it is said that Han Dong can't fight Liu Bowen at all, then he can only take a trick.
The corners of Han Dong's mouth went up, and he smiled slightly, smiling warmly and sunnyly.
It's just that the various anomalies that keep rising behind him show that he is unusual now.
Flames, the ground around him kept rising, a stream of water flew around him, and wisps of arc thunder jumped on him, and from time to time they hit the water, dyeing the entire stream of water silver.
The metal guardrail on the highway was torn apart little by little after Han Dong beckoned through the air, then reassembled, and finally compressed into a two-meter-long spear.
The surface of Han Dong's skin, except for the necessary joints, all the rest of the place has become crystalline.
This is a high-intensity crystallization, and it is also formed by the innate martial arts scholar's physical body with high intensity, so the strength is far beyond Han Dong's original physical body.
Han Dong used his various abilities, and at this time, he suddenly remembered a sentence, "Actually, I am a mage. ”
It's just that he has always cared more about martial arts, so he has always responded to the enemy with martial arts.
Now that I encountered an enemy who couldn't handle martial arts, I had to pull out all kinds of abilities for a walk.
Liu Bowen looked at Han Dong constantly accumulating strength, and smiled a little weirdly, "I actually looked away, such a side door is not without merit, at least, it looks very bluffing." ”
Han Dong shook his hand and threw the spear out.
Liu Bowen was lucky in the abdomen, and the five qi in his chest burst out, and he punched out.
At a distance of 100 meters, the momentum caused by a punch had already forced the spear to stop.
Han Dong frowned, and the spear exerted its strength again under his control, squeezing forward little by little.
"I don't believe it, I can't defeat an innate realm martial artist like you whose strength is limited." Han Dong let out a roar of rage, and the spear violently exerted force, shooting forward with a fierce force.
Liu Bowen took a step forward and punched him in the air.
However, this time, instead of forcing the spear to stop from a distance, he punched the spear at the head.
The spear was quickly compressed and twisted, eventually turning into pieces.
With a single move, Han Dong summoned all the fragments back, and under his control, the metal was like a fluid, constantly changing its shape.
A spear eventually turned into ten long, narrow blades without handles.
Thunder jumped and connected to the ten blades, and with the roar of thunder and lightning, the metal blades moved again.
Liu Bowen drew a Tai Chi in front of him with both hands, and the two arms suddenly became as if they had no bones, constantly dancing in front of him, restraining all the sharp blades, and one by one he couldn't go any further in front of him.
It's just that Han Dong didn't just use metal this time, but also several long arcs connected to the back.
The thunder jumped, and several arcs rushed into Liu Bowen's body.
"Click!"
The sound of thunder and lightning jumping kept ringing.
The gray hair on Liu Bowen's head was erected by electricity.
It's just that it seems that this kind of attack still hasn't played a big role, and he is still alive.
"I'm afraid this level of physical strength has reached the level of almost immortality, right?" Han Dong looked at Liu Bowen with a solemn face.
He knew very well how powerful his thunder ability was, and even if it was himself, he didn't dare to say that he could resist it casually.
"I don't believe it yet, try harder." Han Dong's expression gradually became hideous, his face sank, and silver flashes jumped wildly in his eyes.
This formula will be born for Thor!
Han Dong looked up to the sky and shouted angrily.
Infinite air mixed with moisture swirls at high speed in the sky, and between the moist air rubbing against each other, small arcs of electricity are created in it, and then it continues to expand.
It's like a heavenly punishment from above the nine heavens.
The thunder brewed in this humidity, and it was also a thunder that was beyond Han Dong's body, and it could only be produced with the help of the power of nature.
Liu Bowen's eyes also showed solemnity, unlike the thunder and lightning emitted by Han Dong himself, the thunder in this humid air made him feel the aura of danger.
It has been a principle since ancient times that man should not fight with the heavens.
In this way, between the poor beings and heaven and earth, it is just the power of heaven and earth that someone activates them as an introduction, which is the most terrifying.
Han Dong raised his hands and bent back, staring at the thunder brewing in the sky with a crazy expression, and suddenly clasped his hands into fists, smashing forward fiercely, all the while smashing the ground into cracks.
A giant thunderbolt more than ten meters thick fell from the sky and hit Liu Bowen in an instant.
The speed of thunder and lightning is at the level of light, and even a martial artist in the innate realm cannot dodge.
Not to mention the innate realm, even if it is an immortal, it is difficult to escape the natural power of heaven and earth.
In the dazzling silver-white thunder light, Liu Bowen was the only black figure standing.
In that thick thunder, outsiders couldn't see what was going on inside.