Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Devil

Under this superb grip, Wang Ma's arm capacity soon reached its limit.

The brachial artery, as well as the ulnar and radial arteries at the branches of the brachial artery, burst open one after another under this squeezing force.

Blood is almost spurting out of the broken skin!

In just an instant, Wang Ma's two arms were already unconscious.

The confinement of the neck was lifted, and Bai Tangjing looked sideways at Wang Ma beside him.

The blood splattered from his arm made the young man's face white.

Didn't let go of the king's broken arm.

Instead, the muscles of the whole body surged, and the king horse behind him slashed an arc directly in the air.

Smashed in front of him!

"Boom!"

The ground cracked, and fine sand and gravel splattered.

The horse, who had no room to react, smashed a hollow in the bowls on the ground, and the cracks like cobwebs stretched far away.

"Uh-uh!"

With the blessing of [Not Bad], the tense muscle defense did not make Wang Ma faint, but this smash on the ground still made him let out a low cry of pain.

But soon, Wang Ma gave up the defensive nature of [not bad], and immediately tilted his head to the side on the ground.

"Boom!"

The young man, who was still dragging his broken arms, stomped his feet on the head, causing a hole to appear in the ground where the king's head was originally located.

And Wang Ma can also distinguish what is the top priority.

That is to quickly free his hands from the side of the Baitang Mirror!

Otherwise, what's the difference between that and being dragged and beaten?

【Water Swallow】

The technique of softening the limbs is applied to the legs.

The messy and powerful combo whip leg swung towards the fragile face door eyes, successfully forcing off Bai Tangjing's pursuit intentions.

"This situation ...... That man won't die in the ring, will he? ”

Even sitting in the audience, Yuta Sawanaga, who already had a little fear in his eyes, swallowed his saliva and asked his friends around him, Hikaru Narishima.

"It's all on the desperate field, who cares about this kind of thing!"

Unlike Yuta's hesitation, the look on my face as I looked at the arena was not afraid at all, but became more and more fanatical.

It seems that if it weren't for the fact that he had been under Takemoto Jiu'an during this time, he would have increased his knowledge, seen the world, and understood the vastness of the world.

Maybe I'll rush to the arena right now!

And compared to these two guys who even barely had the threshold to enter the fighting skills, the positions of Tsuneko, Garuda, and Takemoto Jiuan were much quieter.

"Grandpa Takemoto, how long can that Ten Ghost Snake last under the hands of the mirror?"

A girl who is younger than Yuta and even wears a JK suit, but she is not uncomfortable in the face of the bloody scenes on the field.

Instead, he was swinging his feet in his seat as leisurely as if he were watching a performance.

There was not a hint of doubt about the victory of his sweetheart in his tone.

"W-it's hard to say." The sturdy old man in the kimono rubbed his chin, "If that little imp of the Second Tiger Flow gives up using [Relying on God], then the mirror may return to the mode of skill battle to play, and the time will be extended a lot." ”

"And, look at the amount of bleeding from the wounds of the ten ghost snakes." On the side, he added, "The kind of abnormally large amount of bleeding, it is estimated that the so-called [relying on God] is an increase technique involving blood flow rate." ”

"If he doesn't turn off the secret arts, he won't be able to bleed for ten minutes."

"In other words, is he about to quit the arcane state?"

Garuda said thoughtfully.

But the ten ghosts, snakes, and king horses on the field did not mean to act according to other people's estimates at all.

The seaweed-headed man had a hint of determination flashing in his eyes.

Even if [Relying on God] is used, this battle is a one-sided suppression!

Facing the unrestricted state of Bai Tangjing, two arms were pinched at the beginning.

Until now, the technique of the Ten Ghost Snake King Horse had not even been able to pose enough threat to the teenager.

In contrast, Bai Tangjing's attack could simply be said to be as swift and ferocious as a tiger.

Around Wang Ma's two arms, which were already fluttering like tattered strips of cloth, the young man continued to press the past.

He tried to grab the broken limb, pinned the horse to the ground, and punched him again until he was incapacitated.

And Wang Ma naturally doesn't want to be dragged and beaten.

Then it is even more impossible to give up the physical improvement brought about by [relying on God].

Even if it makes the crack in his arm gush like a fountain of blood.

【Fire Sky Type: Quiet Step】

The technique of dodging the enemy's attack with visual dislocation inducement in the Second Tiger Flow successfully dodged the Rakshasa palm that the Hakutang Mirror hit close to the blind angle displacement of [Fox Shadow Flow: Instant].

But the arms that shook like rags still affected the completion of the moves.

He lost that smoothness of flowing water.

And it was this sluggishness that allowed the teenager to successfully seize a gap.

"Smack-"

It's not loud, but it's a crisp sound of flesh colliding.

It was the sound of the palm of the horse's shoulder, almost in a sweeping gesture, as the king horse was about to retreat.

Now that the arms are not controlled, the swing of the shoulders is necessary to adjust the center of gravity when moving.

And once such an action is affected......

"Boom !!"

Almost instantly, Wang Ma, who was half a beat slower, was pressed by Bai Tangjing on the chest and smashed to the floor again!

And this time, the hand pressed on his chest did not take it away, but kept restricting his movements.

"It's over."

The boy said calmly, then raised his fist high.

Without waiting for the horse to react, the muscles of the whole body were twisted into a steel wire like a rubber band.

Then it was released suddenly, and the fist fell like a hammer!

[Burst core]!

Restricted in movement, the bleeding was frightening, and even the heart made a harsh murmur......

A super striking skill that can break down a wall in the hands of a samurai Wakatsuki will only be even more unreasonably strong in the hands of Hakudo Mirror who defeats him!

It seems to be a dead end.

But under this dead end, Wang Ma's eyes were fixed.

"It's time to wait!"

If you learned Kiryu's [Kitsune Shadow Flow] in an instant, and now you have mastered the technique of [Nitora Flow] in an instant, then you won't let go of Wakatsuki Samurai's strongest striking technique!

"Ahhhhh!!hh

On the pinched arms, the muscles that are still intact are violently exerted!

Forcibly relocate the shattered bone stubble and eroded muscles back to their original positions!

The forced movement of the broken flesh structure, this feeling of tearing from the inside out, made the eyes of the Ten Ghost Snake King Horse almost instantly covered with a layer of bloodshot!

Under the severe pain, the corners of Wang Ma's mouth hooked up a vicious smile.

【King Kong type, pole, bone】!

Use intact muscles to force the broken arm to move.

And this is to take this trick!

"Boom !!"

The [Burst Core], which can be called the strongest striking technique, bombarded Wang Ma's face without reservation under Bai Tangjing's hands.

And Wang Ma's fragile head did not shatter into a pulp in an instant.

Instead, the two arms bounced up as if they had been reflexively reflexed while they were still intact.

Knife into a hand, slash at the side of the boy's neck!

- [Erhu Flow, Mystery, Ghost]!