Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Line of Life and Death (Part II)
(Demon Boy: Don't rush, everyone, you have won, and there will be another chapter today.)
There was silence all around.
Although these people standing in front of the Antonhua Hotel are all characters who obey the orders of the "blood wolf" family, although everyone has the same hatred of Kai, Lianjia is the opponent they must defeat and defeat, but the gangsters also have their own morals and guidelines, these two so-called martial artists are too shameless, too obscene, and too ruthless, right?
Ranga, who had been absolutely hit hard, was hit high by the final blow, and it was under the silent gaze of everyone that a strange expression suddenly appeared on her face.
"Too weak, too weak, too weak, too weak...... It's too weak! ”
It was in this muttering that Lianjia's eyes rolled and his gaze fell on the sneak attacker in front of him, "You are poisonous enough, but the offensive is contrived, except for the 'bear paw' in the last karate, the other attacks have already lost the fighting essence of 'fast, accurate, and ruthless', without strength and speed as the basis, just rely on these dazzling punches that make people dazzled, but even the old woman can't beat them, why do you want to knock me down Lianjia?!" ”
"You ......"
The sneak attacker was really stunned, yes, his attack was a bit roundabout, but every time he attacked, the location was Lianjia's acupoint, and it was an out-and-out vital point. Some of these acupuncture points will make people feel severe pain, some will make people numb, and some are directly connected to the human cerebellum, once they are hit hard, their bodies will lose their balance and fall to the ground, or even fall into a coma immediately......
He could clearly feel that every attack he had just made had fallen on this woman without any tricks, but she could still stand there straight with a person on her back, and she could still say such provocative and disdainful words in such a calm tone and with such a clear mind.
"Let me teach you what a real offense is!"
Looking at the essence of Lianjia's eyes suddenly raising a wisp of gold and gravel, this person who is proficient in at least a dozen boxing techniques, but his attack power is really limited, just raised a sentence of "not good" in his heart, Lianjia suddenly lowered his head and smashed a "head hammer" against him in a street fight, even children will use!
If you haven't seen this scene with your own eyes, you will never believe that a person's head can hit so fast, so hard, and so accurately!
so fast that the sneak attacker had no way to dodge, let alone time to block; The foreheads of the two people were accurate, and they made the most intimate contact without any tricks; What was even more ruthless was just a slam on the head, knocking a man who was 190 centimeters tall and weighed at least 75 kilograms backwards and flew three or four meters away.
Looking at the sneak attacker who was hit and bleeding and didn't want to get up from the ground with his own strength in a short time, Liana said in a deep voice: "Do you think that if my limbs are locked, there is no way to attack? Let me tell you, I've already trained every part of my body to be a weapon! The reason why I took a hundred and seven of your attacks was to see what else you didn't do, and what new punches could open my eyes, but unfortunately, you let me down. ”
The sneak attacker closed his mouth, and by this time he really had nothing to say.
But Lynga still had something to say, she turned her head to look at the opponent who was still locking her limbs, and said, "You have hidden a needle coated with anesthetic in that string of Buddhist beads, is this the killer feature developed by your 'Jundali' yoga technique after thousands of years of continuous cultivation?" With such an unruly little trick of yours, you also want to trap me Liana? You dare to claim to be a martial artist with an unpopular character like you, and claim to be practicing the thousand-year-old 'Juntari' yoga?! ”
Speaking of this, Liana's eyes suddenly widened, and he shouted wildly: "Get out!" ”
The yoga master who locked Lianjia's limbs only felt that an irresistible force suddenly burst out from Lianjia's body, and there was no need to compete and confront Lyrian at all, when the tactile nerves of his body, at a speed of 100 meters per second, transmitted the taste felt by his whole body to the brain, he clearly knew that if he didn't let go immediately, every bone in his body would be shattered by Lianjia's strong, domineering, and horizontal explosive power!
This is not Qigong!
Lianjia has never practiced any internal boxing techniques, her childlike surname, and she is not allowed to practice Qigong that pays attention to acting without a surname, stressing calm and calm, and she disdains to learn those tricks that are too fancy, and there are many changes.
Her practice is the simplest and most direct attack, through no less than 100,000 repeated exercises, every movement is completely integrated into her life instinct, until her bones, her muscles, her nerves, every cell in her body, are used to the angle and speed of the attack, and even more accustomed to the instantaneous burst of power.
And more than 12 hours of high-intensity physical training every day allows her to slowly stimulate her physical fitness, her limits, and her potential under the premise of having extraordinary talent. Combined with the simplest, most direct, and fastest attack techniques, Lianjia, a child, finally found her own fighting skills and style in the hall of martial arts.
Ranga looked back at the yoga master who had been shaken and dislocated by her brute force, and she suddenly frowned slightly.
The yoga master who was lying straight, beads of sweat the size of beans kept dripping down his face, his body suddenly began to tremble violently and uncontrollably, and his face showed a pale despair. Because following Lyanna's gaze, he suddenly found that his body had unconsciously ...... Crossed the cordon drawn by Liana!
didn't stare at the fierce eyes, didn't raise the wild fist, and didn't scream wildly, but looking at the seriousness and concentration on Lianjia's face, watching her first frown slightly, and then slowly flattening, and finally reached out and held the handle of the giant war knife, this god knows how long he has been meditating in the Buddhist hall, where would he not understand that the woman in front of him, whose long hair fluttered in the wind, raised the wild surname and innocence to the limit, has already moved to kill?
Ranga is the kind of person who is resolute and broad-minded, she can not care about the opponent's tricks, her strength is so strong that she can even ignore the fact that the two of them have joined forces to kill the killer, and in some areas, she is so tolerant that people are stunned.
However, once you accidentally step on the bottom line of Ryana, you will inevitably face a stormy attack, let alone expect to beg for forgiveness.
Although they were surrounded by their comrades, in the face of Lynga with a knife, this yoga master, felt absolute loneliness, and seemed to see death close at hand. He understood more clearly that under the pressure of this momentum, even if he shouted for help, he would not want to get anyone's support and help.
Although the yoga master's lips were trembling, he finally shouted the most important sentence in his heart before Liana pulled out the giant knife: "I just crossed the line with my left hand!" ”
"Ah......h
A terrible scream resounded throughout the audience, and almost no one could see how Ranga drew the sword, and it was in the flow of sword light that she cut off the yoga master's left arm with a single sword.
The corners of everyone's eyes were tapping.
It is because Lianjia is too simple, too innocent, too frank, too fearless, so the knife she cut also has this essence, this kind of qi, and this kind of god!
With just one knife, everyone present felt the emptiness and arrogance of the desert wind, the wildness of the thunder, and the vastness of the Qiantang River. And when Lianjia saw that Qi Muyang was seriously injured, the anger and sadness that rose in her heart made her sword incarnate Shura, full of the most murderous aura!
Looking at Lianjia, who had been attacked more than a hundred times in a row on vital points and acupuncture points, but stood proudly as if nothing had happened, and then looked at the giant war knife in her hand that had been stained with blood, and against the backdrop of white and red, it looked even more dangerous and brilliant, and the hairs of everyone present were breaking dance wildly upside down.
I don't know how many people sighed in their hearts at the same time: "Oh my God, even if we rush up, how many people will have to die to break through such a super perverted blockade?" Even the legendary Uncle Death, the Death Scythe in his hand is probably not as exaggerated as her knife, right?! ”
"Has anyone else come up to challenge?" Standing in front of more than 2,000 enemies, Lianjia actually took the initiative to challenge: "If not, come up together!" ”
1vs2000!
But of the more than 2,000 people in the audience, none of them dared to take the initiative, and no one even dared to shout at the crowd! The blade of the woman in front of her has been stained with blood, and her eyes have raised a murderous aura like a substance, so whoever comes out first will die one hundred percent!
Seeing this scene, you will truly understand that in the Three Kingdoms era, why the princes of the Eighteenth Route were obviously strong and strong, and there were many people, but they were single-handedly blocked by Lu Bu and Lu Fengxian from the Tiger Prison Pass!
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