Chapter Eighty-Two: The Tip of the Needle to the Wheat

Fear?

Once upon a time, Qi Fei might have been afraid of cowardice. But with the accumulation of killing and devouring, the mentality of the originally weak has quietly changed.

Perhaps his mentality has already undergone a qualitative change. At that time, there was no point in further exploring it.

The attack like the wind is equivalent to exposing all the details, and the visual receptors on Qi Fei's body quickly capture the details, and use his biological computer to analyze the possible vulnerabilities of the other party.

Perfect!

It was perfect!

In the midst of life and death, he constantly evolves and adapts to the wind, which is more perfect than Qi Fei imagined.

His ribs are already different from ordinary people, and a large number of fibrous structures are filled with muscles, providing extremely high cushioning and strength.

The skin broken by Qi Fei is rapidly shrinking, preventing the wound from becoming larger.

The muscles of the abdomen are completely different from those of humans, covering almost every corner and protecting the soft organs.

When looking at the joints, the distinctly thick joints have a strength and toughness beyond humans to withstand impact and torsion.

Even the fragile throat has a special bone that protects the throat from injury.

One is already an extremely good fighter, and if he is put on a non-plain battlefield, one person is enough to easily destroy an armored unit.

If he is put on the urban battlefield, his role alone is already comparable to that of thousands of troops. The decapitation, in particular, is enough to make everyone fearful.

Are there shortcomings in such people?

Some.

It's just that...

Even Qi Fei hesitated at this moment. When this thought appeared, even he shuddered a little.

That's the wind-like excretory system!

This is definitely not vulgar and funny, Qi Fei has thought about many places, and the only place where the other party is difficult to exercise and the exercise effect is not very good.

However, Qi Fei is really hard to start.

Luo Tongtian squinted his eyes, looking at the battle in full swing, and finally showed a little smile on his originally serious face.

"After my special training, he was already impeccable. From bones to muscles, from muscles to skin, and even to every inch of blood vessels on the body, it is specially optimized. In a purely fist confrontation, the opponent does not have the slightest chance of breaking through. ”

Sima kept licking her red lips with her tongue, squinting her eyes, and looking at Qi Fei curiously. The sweet apples are temporarily green, and the wonderful taste is haunting.

"No, he will, he'll tear your cute little kitten." Sima's long, narrow eyes flashed with a gleam.

"It's better to play bigger, throw in two weapons, and let the two of them have a good time." Sima swiped his fingers across the seat, and suddenly with a slight force, the metal chair suddenly made a screeching sound, and the metal handle was torn off by Sima and fell into his hand.

Luo Tongtian's aura changed, and his big bronze eyes stared at Sima deadly.

"If a natural mutant dies, do you know the consequences?"

Sima shook her head and sneered, "No, only the one who survives is, and the one who dies, nothing will exist." With that, he threw it lightly, and the metal handle in his hand burst through the air, making a piercing grinding sound.

Seeing Sima throw like this, Luo Tongtian also pulled out a metal handle from his chair and projected it towards the Colosseum below.

The two metal handles, which were not very sharp, broke open and were directly inserted into Qi Fei and Rufeng, who were fighting.

The moment Rufeng Yuguang, who had already killed his red eyes, saw the handle, he stretched out a hand.

Qi Fei looked at it intently, raised his head suddenly, and found that Sima and Luo Tongtian were looking at him curiously, as if teasing the kitten on the side of the road.

This feeling of being on top is tearful, but...

"!" Qi Fei couldn't help but curse a dirty word, one hand quickly grabbed Rufeng, who was about to leave to take the metal handle, and the other side also stretched out a hand, trying to get the metal handle.

Now that the two are largely evenly matched, if one side gains a slight advantage, the situation of the battle will change completely.

Everyone, including Duranka, Chen Tai'an, and other martial artists, clenched their hands, and they roared wildly in their hearts, "Monster! Die! Die, you monsters! ”

In their eyes, the strength of these two people has surpassed that of ordinary Huajin masters, and even beyond their original imagination. The seniors in their family don't seem to have any meaning, there is such a monster appearing, that...

A kind of pain permeated their hearts, it turned out that they had worked hard to cultivate for so many years, and everything had come to naught.

Sima is getting more and more insane, and in his eyes, the value of the two natural mutants far outweighs all the inferior mass products. Second-order warriors, even those third-order warriors who are called masters of transformation by ordinary people, are all waste, all garbage.

"Father, our goal is getting closer and closer, and our experiment is about to succeed!" Sima became more and more excited, her eyes began to roll up, and finally she collapsed in her seat.

As the fight continues, Sima and Luo Tongtian are extremely accurate, and the metal handles they throw are exactly the same distance between them, which also indicates that the two must compete fairly.

After tearing it off, the clothes of the two of them were all shattered, and at the same time, Qi Fei's bones appeared densely cracked. All this is invisible to outsiders, and Qi Fei is also quickly repairing his bones.

I have to say that his overall strength is still a little weaker, and now if he wants to defeat his opponent, he really has to use that way that makes him shudder.

And the metal handle in the distance right now is an excellent tool.

Finally, Rufeng got the metal handle inserted in the ground one step faster than Qi Fei, and the broken metal handle had extremely sharp ends, which was enough to become a deadly tool under the use of a master like Rufeng.

Fortunately, before Rufeng attacked, Qi Fei also got his own weapon, he held the handle in his hand, and the visual receptor observed Rufeng.

"I can't find a sudden change in the frontal attack, and the only thing I can rely on now is my own body, and I can only find a breakthrough by recovering from injuries. I have an advantage, though, that my body is not afraid of special attacks. The only thing to be careful about now is that the secrets of my body cannot be discovered. ”

Thoughts are thundering, and I have already thought of ideas in the blink of an eye. Qi Fei didn't wait any longer, and quickly rushed towards the wind.

The sharp energy in his hand was only aimed at one place, and that was...

In an instant, the sharp qi of the wind pierced through, his goal was very simple, that was Qi Fei's heart, he had already sensed through the battle that Qi Fei's chest had not evolved a dense rib, so as long as Qi Fei's heart was destroyed, it was enough to win!

Fly together! Puncture!