Chapter 287 Momentum

Location: Tournament on the top floor of the Kagura Boxer Hotel

Time: Midnight

Characters: Terry, Zhang Yinyuan

To put it mildly, Terry, who finally pulled Zhang Yinyuan to the martial arts arena, felt a strange sense of excitement, for a martial arts idiot who even participated in KOF in order to be able to fight with more and stronger martial artists, Zhang Yinyuan's 'remote' that he had never seen before, simply scratched his itch, and he couldn't hold back it without fighting. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The fingers snapped, and he looked at Zhang Yinyuan, who was expressionless on the other side, with satisfaction, "Go!" Terry grinned a bright white tooth at the corner of his mouth and said softly.

"Boom!" Before the words fell, Zhang Yinyuan slapped out directly, the fire dragon was in the air, followed by the majestic fire dragon, and crashed into Terry like a yak, this kind of saying and doing, not polite at all made Terry laugh, without the slightest fear, with the strength of his waist and the ground under his feet, his right fist blasted straight out, and the front of the fist punched the air into a visible depression at the same time, a violent fire suddenly flashed, as if the whole body was driven by the fist, facing Zhang Yinyuan's 'Yan Long Roar' without dodging or dodging, and rushed forward!

'Flame Punch'!

Boom! In the face of the move that beat Sakazaki Fang to a coma, he didn't retreat, didn't dodge, and bombarded, but it was Zhang Yinyuan who didn't come up directly and gave Terry a 'Yanlong Roar' with 4,000 mana under the 'scorched earth' bonus, otherwise it would be like this 'Flame Punch' collision, and Terry would have to cry.

The fire dragon and the fire fist collided in the air and exploded, this 'Yan Long Roar' was not originally used to hurt people, since it was intended to hone its hand-to-hand combat ability, then, the best weapon, isn't it your own body?

Zhang Yinyuan, who followed closely, saw the moment when Terry broke up the 'Yan Long Xiao', pinched his five fingers, and in the crackling sound of the bones, he exerted his strength for the second time, and the layers of force through the explosion of the joints loaded the strength of the whole body on his fist, taking advantage of the fact that the 'Yan Long Xiao' was covered by the flames that were dispersed, he twisted his waist and punched!

Terry smiled slightly, lowered his head and shoulders, and slammed into Zhang Yinyuan, even if he was obscured by the flames, the experience of long-term combat made him react instinctively.

'Energy Replenishment'!

The moment the two collided, the squeezed out airflow swept away the flames, not so much that Zhang Yinyuan punched Terry, but that Terry himself directly bumped into it, only one contact, Zhang Yinyuan's heart sank, his fist seemed to hit a head-on roller, the arm joints sounded softly, the pain came, and the heart couldn't help but be shocked, he couldn't even blast back the Terry who hit him after the layers of bone joints, but the joints were a little contusion, On the contrary, Terry looked like he was unconscious, kicked his feet quickly, and was pulled back by Zhang Yinyuan's shoulder blade, slightly unloaded a little strength, half of his body, bent his elbow and smashed on one of Zhang Yinyuan's collarbones, the hardness of the elbow olecranon plus Terry's own strength, Zhang Yinyuan only heard a "click", and then centered on the left clavicle, half of the body was numb, and at the same time, there was a familiar sense of sluggishness at the joint again.

(I'll go, is this a rotten street trick that anyone knows?) Zhang Yinyuan scolded secretly, not daring to let Terry take the next attack, and the mana rushed outward, trying to eject Terry, who was taking advantage of Zhang Yinyuan's severe pain and discomfort, to raise his left foot high, and it was a tomahawk to slash Terry.

"Hah!" A chuckle, and then the strength of the foot, in the flowing action, a somersault dodged the mana released by Zhang Yinyuan, and kicked down quickly with a volley, and the air flow that was smashed open because of the huge force and high speed was clearly visible on the canvas shoes, and I don't know if it was intentional, just kicked on the collarbone that was still in the wood, and directly kicked Zhang Yinyuan on the heel.

Zhang Yinyuan only turned around on the ground, his whole body was full of mana, and the blurred high-temperature mana shield wrapped his body bounced him up from the ground, and it just happened to stop Terry's big feet that were swooping down like a goshawk, and twisted his waist hard, Zhang Yinyuan didn't save any effort at all, a piercing sonic boom was a heavy punch to Terry who was still in the air, but at the moment of punching, Zhang Yinyuan's face still deliberately showed an extremely hesitant expression, and the fist speed naturally slowed down, Terry easily used his feet, A chic retreat, flashed Zhang Yinyuan's punch, just about to speak, facing Zhang Yinyuan who rushed straight up, he had to put his hands in front of him, and was beaten back a few steps, but he also clearly felt that Zhang Yinyuan's punch reduced more than half of his strength at the moment he hit him.

As soon as he raised his hand, he swept Zhang Yinyuan's fist, and his left hand thrashed out like thunder, which happened to be on Zhang Yinyuan's throat.

"Vomit~" retching, Zhang Yinyuan buckled his neck and staggered back, Terry did not pursue, but frowned extremely displeased, "Flint!" Why don't you look like you were when you fought Yuri and Fang? I don't feel the slightest smell of danger in you! ”

"Ahem." Zhang Yinyuan, who was stroking his throat, took a few breaths, relieved the burning fire, torn throat, his eyes were a little complicated, and a touch of embarrassment appeared on his slightly distorted face, and he hissed and said, "I... Ahem, ahem... I'm afraid it will hurt you. ”

"I told you, don't care so much, don't be afraid to hurt me, okay?" Terry's face was helpless.

"But... If you get injured, you won't be able to compete... Zhang Yinyuan looked honest.

"I don't know what you think. Please, can I smell that smell when you fight them? I don't know what's going on.,But that kind of human blood breath.。。 You dare to kill so many people, why are you afraid of injuring a martial artist who is often injured? Terry stepped forward, a little irritated.

"It's not the same... You are.. Friend.. Zhang Yinyuan looked even more stupid.

"Huh?" Terry's face was a little crying and laughing, I haven't seen you for a few minutes, and you're already friends?

"Well, friend..." Zhang Yinyuan repeated it again.

"Since it's a friend, then come and defeat me, you can't defeat me, but you won't be friends with you." Terry wrung his fist and said.

"Ah?。。。 Is that so? ”

"Yes! A martial artist's fist shouldn't have any consideration in the first place! ”

"Boom!" As soon as he finished speaking, a tightly clenched fist suddenly appeared in front of Terry's eyes, and it slammed into his jaw, and his jaw was extremely sore and flew out at the same time.

"Then knock you down!" Zhang Yinyuan's voice was belated, and as he spoke, he took a step back and withdrew his fist.

"Haha, that's it! That's it! Terry, who rolled over and bounced off the ground, moved his jaw and smiled defiantly.

"Think about how you fought in the past, just like you used to fight me! Remember your battles, merge your powers, come on! I can't wait! Terry said as he charged forward, slamming his fists and kicks into Zhang Yinyuan like a storm. Mixed with a huge roar, the rising energy from his body twisted into a vague blue wolf shape behind him. The moment the fist hit Zhang Yinyuan, the blue wolf also suddenly rushed forward, knocked away Zhang Yinyuan's blocked arm, and slammed into Zhang Yinyuan's chest with Terry's clenched fist, as if he was hit by a cannonball, and Zhang Yinyuan was knocked away from afar with a roar, hitting the pillar on the edge of the ring, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

"Have you ever thought about the consequences of injuring your opponent in your past battles? The gore on your body tells me, no! When punching,How can you think about the consequences of injuring the opponent.,The consequences of this kind of thing.,You can only think about it after trying your best to knock down the opponent.。。。 Terry licked the corners of his mouth, his eyes flashed under the brim of his hat, and the moment he spoke, his body shook rapidly in the air, and his eyes were quick to hit Zhang Yinyuan's shoulder, which was bounced back, and he pulled it into the air.

Flying down with a kick, followed by an uppercut, Zhang Yinyuan flew off the ground, laughed cruelly, stopped his waist and hugged Zhang Yinyuan, whose joints were stiff, with his back to the earth, the muscles of his whole body seemed to be squeezed, and the qi ran through his body, holding Zhang Yinyuan, who had obviously recovered from stiffness, and pushing the golden mountain and the jade pillar to be planted backwards!

"Like! Such! Terry yelled!

With a loud "boom", the seats in the corner of the wall were shaken, and the solid alloy floor vibrated slightly in this collision.

"Come on! Stand up! Fight me like I hit you, don't keep your hands! Think about how you used to fight! Come on! Terry let go of Zhang Yinyuan, stood up from the ground, turned around, and hit his head directly into the ring, and Zhang Yinyuan, who was kowtowing and bleeding, spread his hand, stretched out two fingers, and provoked again.

Zhang Yinyuan, who was lying on the ground, had a somewhat wooden face, the numbness finally dissipated, the corners of his mouth hooked up slightly, and in the familiar pain, his face obviously did not change at all, but suddenly there was an indescribable hideous feeling.

The thin blood stained the brim of the hat, trembling, dripping on the ring floor in front of him along the gravity, the corners of his mouth hooked an arc, he closed his eyes slightly, the past battles quickly crossed his mind, the little bit of combat experience imprinted in the body with pain, the fighting skills exchanged for a drop of blood, the moment of life and death fighting, the threshold of breaking through the basic melee again and again, the one-on-one battle, the fight in the army of ten thousand, and quickly combed it out in a calm breath, without Zhang Yinyuan himself noticing, A blood-nurturing breath spreads through the air.

Terry's series of punches and kicks broke more than just the head.

The good sound insulation effect makes the rainstorm covering the whole of Tokyo unable to transmit the slightest sound into the martial arts arena, only the muffled thunder that seems to roll over from the roof of the building transmits the shocking sound to the ears of the two, standing opposite Zhang Yinyuan, Terry felt Zhang Yinyuan's suddenly changed breath, his eyes flashed with excitement, pressed the hat on his head, bent down slightly, and put on a fighting posture, Terry took a long breath, facing Zhang Yinyuan who was lying on the ground, he was beaten in Nanzhen since he was a child, I can clearly smell the thick smell of blood that was almost suffocating under the instigation of my own words, and even the bloody breath on the body of another senior killer I know, Yamazaki Ryuji, is less than one-tenth of the other party's, and now, this breath that was originally buried deep in the deepest part of the other party's body began to rise slowly, and under the stimulation of this breath, a kind of fanatical battle intent was also ignited in Terry's eyes, and a thin whirlwind blew around him, Braided blonde hair fluttered at the back of her head, and the red jacket crumbled the bulging muscles of the white T-shirt.

Feeling the other party's increasingly violent aura, Terry squinted excitedly.

"That's right... Flint, to be friends with me, come first! Knock me down! ”

"So... Hehe. The distorted air followed the transmission of Terry's voice, another voice sounded, looking up, I don't know if it was an illusion, the dark red suit seemed to be washed with blood, and even the pure white of the other party seemed to have a touch of dazzling blood.

"Terry. I think I should be ... Got something! Zhang Yinyuan's eyes suddenly opened, and in an instant, he even gave Terry an illusion of facing thousands of troops, with an iron-blooded aura that can only be cultivated on the battlefield, extremely natural, extremely abrupt, and extremely normal, Zhang Yinyuan's eyes suddenly appeared a touch of madness!

Waves of red air erupted from all over the body, and the air around them was distorted by the high temperature, sinking to the waist! Submit! Charge!

In just a few words, he carefully recalled hundreds of combat experiences, a kind of natural feeling from the bottom of his heart, naturally, the battle again and again was quickly loaded on the body, at this moment, he is no longer the ignorant college graduate, nor is he no longer an unknown ordinary little person, he is the white dove who sent the meow to hell one by one in "Tokyo Meow", the navy that charged in Mariinfodo in "One Piece", the Ring Messenger who strangled the Fire Demon and Ongorian in "The Lord of the Rings", and the Ring Messenger who strangled the Fire Demon and Ongorian in "The Lord of the Rings". The Yellow Turban heroes who face the army in "Three Kingdoms"!

With the hotel as the center, all the existences within an area of nearly 1 square kilometer, whether it was a living creature or a Shishen Necromantic spirit served by the Onmyoji, were all violently affected and trembled by this sudden killing aura, not only the living beings and dead things that were perceived, but even the torrential rain was repelled and swept upside down into the sky by Zhang Yinyuan's terrifying aura!

The terrifying aura almost woke up the fighters in the entire aura range at the same time! The ferocious, savage, bloodthirsty, and brutal aura drags everyone into the battlefield of cold weapons where blood and life are exchanged!

Momentum! Similar to the domineering momentum of the overlord color.

Murderous! The murderous aura of the death of countless dead.

After accumulating a full 5 worlds, Zhang Yinyuan finally had the momentum that only top people have in this night rain in Tokyo, in this inconsequential martial arts arena, at a moment without any crisis, such as a mad dragon, like a hungry tiger, with the power of not spitting and unhappy, the breath of countless fights, the breath of blood soaking, the breath of iron and fire baptism, turned into a 'momentum' that has never been guided! With the pressure of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, he savagely smashed into Terry, who was bluffed by Zhang Yinyuan's sudden burst of momentum and aura like a large-scale group army charge!

"Terry! Come on! As you wish! ”