Seven seconds, perhaps, is a very short time for the average person. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

But for the strong, just a few seconds can make the difference between winning or losing a battle.

Now.

"Seven degrees of time... The last seven seconds of my life!!"

Woody muttered to himself, and even as he spoke, a white mist was steaming from Woody's mouth, which was characteristic of the vital abilities in his body that burned violently!

"Surprisingly hard!" Woody instantly appeared on the other side of the deck after punching, "I miscalculated, I can't blow this old face with one punch!!"

"Well, the second ....."

Woody's figure moved again, flashed to the other end of the deck, and suddenly appeared in front of the Night Weeping Elder, punching him in the face again.

"Actually... "Woody reappeared on the other side of the deck, his face elegant.... He muttered to himself in a very helpless voice.

"You guy!!Are you looking for death!!!" At this time, he finally reacted, and now this Night Crying Clan Elder is completely angry!!

He's rampaging through this deep sea... Seventy years ago, he climbed to the top from a second-order low-ranking Night Weeping Clan, and he himself experienced countless tragic life and death struggles... Naturally, it's not a bad breed!

But right now, for the first time since he reached his peak, someone punched him in the face openly, and... Two !! in a row

"You're looking for death!!" Pica Chilo turned his head, his head forced against Woody's fist, and he looked at Woody's calm expression with a hideous expression.

In the fourth second of seven degrees....

Picca Chilo didn't choose to move away at all... Woody still smashed his fist in the face. There was a tremor in his hand, and the fist covered with dark green scale armor on his hand instantly decided to return a tooth for a tooth.... Wave at Woody's delicate face!

Syllable!!!

This fist... Slammed into Woody's face, distorting his entire countenance, and blood flowed!!

The physical strength of the Deep Sea Clan is far stronger than that of humans of the same level, even at this time Woody.... The physical defense, which was also at the lower level of the third order, was also punched into the eye socket, and one eyeball pulp exploded directly!!

"Happy!!This is the romance between men!!"

Woody was overshadowed by the casserole-sized fist full of scales from the elders of the Deep Sea Clan.... Bent over, he knelt on the deck, but muttered to himself.

Even though he had lost one of his eyes, blood began to seep through the corners of his mouth.

He also scrambled to his feet---- and slammed towards Piccachiro in a posture that had died together, completely oblivious to his injuries. "Hand-to-hand combat between men... It's the highest romance of a gentleman!!"

"The first... Five seconds!!" With Woody's loud shout, a roar sounded...."Come on, the romance between men is the most direct physical fight, no... Any trick!"

"As you wish!!"

Picca Chilo was also provoked by Woody, and suddenly said loudly and fiercely: "It's just a human being, if you want to compare the physical strength with the deep sea clan, if you want to find death, just as you think!!"

Boom!!!

In the sea breeze, two fists collided together in the most tragic and direct way!

Woody's fist, accompanied by the contact of the two fists... Like a firecracker!! the bones and minced meat of Woody's entire arm burst in the air...

In fact, under this punch, Picca Chilo is not having a good time!

At this time, Woody already has the combat power of a knight at the bottom of the third order, and although the human body is far less talented and strong than his Deep Sea Clan, it is not far from him....

Although Woody paid for one arm, Picca Chilo's fist at this time was already slightly drooping in the whole arm, which was a sign of a fracture.

"Fun, it's so fun!!"

Woody's delicate face, who had lost an arm, suddenly spat out a mouthful of pus and blood on the deck, and he sat down on the ground, and began to look fanatical, "So, the last in my life... Sixth second!!"

At the moment of speaking, Woody's figure had disappeared from the ground in a slumping posture....

Boom!!!

Another explosion!

Woody's other arm burst and shattered in a direct collision with Picca Chilo's other fist.... At this time, Woody had already blown up both arms!

In exchange for just... Picca Chilo's hands were broken.

"It's not enough... That's not enough!!!The seventh second..."

Immediately after, while Woody lost his arms and laughed miserably, he suddenly used his head and forehead as a weapon to use the last strength of his body.... It slammed into Piccillo's head, causing Picca Chilo's head to be soaked in blood instantly!!

However, the price paid by Woody in exchange for such a result is.... His whole head was blown open by himself!!

Moment.... A headless corpse, slowly slumping on the deck.

"What a madman!!"

Picca Chilo's entire face was sprinkled with Woody's white brains, and he looked at Woody's corpse with palpitations, and said in a deep voice: "In this world, how can there be a mad dog-like fight!!"

At this time, Picca Chilo's arms were also in the middle of the fight that Woody had just fought regardless of life and death... Both fractures. Picca Chilo asked himself that he had experienced countless life-and-death fights in his life, and he was extremely experienced.

This fight was not the most seriously injured he had. It was the most heart-wrenching and tragic one! It was the first time he had encountered such a crazy way of fighting that didn't cost his life.

Now.

Woody's headless corpse lay on the deck, and there was an unexpected change, and the white heat that used to be steaming from the skin gradually disappeared....

The sequelae of his body's use of the seventh degree of time have also appeared...

His whole body began to wither like a plant... At first, the whole flesh turned into the withering of dark gray vines, and then began to gradually weather, turning into gray granular ashes, which were scattered on the deck.

Then, with a refreshing sea breeze, the whole ash began to drift to the deep blue sea below deck....

"This is the use of forbidden martial arts... The fate of squeezing all the life energy, after seven seconds, regardless of success or failure, will inevitably turn into ashes..."Seeing this, Midku shook his head and said in a somewhat inexplicable tone.

"Indeed, no one can escape their doomed fate after using the seventh degree!"

Woody sighed with emotion and continued to repeat: "In the last seven seconds of life, no one can escape the inevitable death, and this, even the most gorgeous fireworks in the world.... That's probably not it!"

Hearing this voice, everyone was completely stunned.

Whether it was the original sailor and Midku, or the Night Crying Clan and others, they all instinctively followed the sound... Dumbfounded!

I don't know when, Woody was wearing a noble and gorgeous black robe, sitting on a chaise longue at the edge of the deck, looking at everyone with interest.