"The strength and martial arts are terrifying!"

As the disciples of the Divine Heart Society rushed out of the hole to find their curator, Shibukawa stood up slowly.

"It seems that the little imp of self-denial is not exaggerating, you are really strong!"

Step by step, slowly walk in front of the cold sky and raise your head,

"Or rather, you're a monster like Yujiro!"

"Yujiro?"

Hearing this name, endless murderous aura surged out from the cold empty body, and at the same time, the muscles all over the body were also tightening and expanding wildly.

"You know where that pervert is?"

"I don't know! Shibukawa shook his head angrily,

"Yujiro is usually picked up by American military planes, and his whereabouts are uncertain, and it is difficult for others to find him!"

"But as long as a strong person appears, you don't need to look for it, he will also appear automatically."

"Ahaha, I'll wait for him."

The murderous aura in Leng Kong's eyes surged: "Then kill him!" ”

He came over to challenge the Martial God and the Martial Saint.

Checking the physique is only one of them, and the other reason is to make a name for himself so that he can attract Yongjiro to appear.

was hated by the strong (almost) didn't retaliate back, he was angry!

He looked down at the little old man who had already walked in front of him, "It looks like you're going to try your hand with me?" It just so happens that there are martial gods and martial saints as stepping stones, and I am not afraid that I will not be able to attract Yujiro! ”

"Hehe... With the emergence of a new powerhouse, which martial artist doesn't want to join forces? ”

Shibukawa chuckled and stretched out his right hand towards the cold sky.

"Wrestling?"

The short old man who looked at his small arms and legs stretched out his hand, and Leng Kong was puzzled.

He doesn't think that the other party wants to shake hands with him, everyone is used to holding hands by martial artists, not shaking hands.

"Well, play?"

Shibukawa raised his hand a little higher.

"Don't blame me for being crushed!"

Leng Kong's arm stretched forward, and his palm almost wrapped his small hand in it.

"Well, that's not right!"

The palms of his hands were closed, and instead of hearing the expected sound of bone cracking, Leng Kong felt that he was pinching a ball of water, and his strength seemed to be diverted.

"Huh. Then here we go! ”

Shibukawa's arm swirled, and Leng Kong's body flew up directly.

Step on!

Leng Kong quickly adjusted his posture in the air, landed behind Shibukawa, and rushed to his side on tiptoe, and slashed straight down with his palm into a knife.

"Huh?"

Seeing that Leng Kong could still stabilize his figure under his aikido, Shibukawa was also a little surprised. But the fast-falling attack gave him no time to think about it.

At the moment when Leng Kong's hand knife touched his shoulder, his body sank, and at the same time, his right hand grabbed Leng Kong's wrist and twisted it with force, and Leng Kong was thrown forward again.

Yikes!

The person was in the air, twisting strongly, and the cold sky landed steadily again, and his eyes looked straight at the little old man.

"Borrowing strength, this is your martial art?"

Two consecutive throws, Leng Kong also roughly deduced the genre of Shibukawa, the skills used by this old man are similar to those of the Erhu flow exercise type, but its manipulation accuracy is much stronger than the operation type.

"Haha. Sure enough, it's a monster, and it can see through my martial arts core so quickly. ”

Shibukawa was smiling, but in his heart, his evaluation of the cold sky rose again.

Because he can't shake off the cold air, and the other party seems to change the skill of the flow of force.

"Because I do too!"

The cold air shook the body, and the exploding muscle groups instantly surged like waves.

"Come again!"

This time, Leng Kong did not attack extremely quickly, but slowly handed out his right palm towards Shibukawa,

"Monster!"

Seeing that the cold sky muscle group seemed to be surging regularly, Shibukawa complained again in his heart, and also handed out his right hand.

The two arms, of different sizes, slowly approached at a strange and harmonious shaking frequency.

Inch after inch,

Wave!

When the palms of the hands touched together, the frequency of arm shaking increased at the same time, and then they swung back and forth up and down and left and right like water whips connected together. At the same time, his legs are on the ground, and his upper body is also swaying together.

Seeing Leng Kong and Shibukawa, they moved slowly and pushed around like an old man playing Tai Chi.

Katsumi Foolish, who was sitting in a wheelchair, looked extremely surprised when he was pushing him.

Is this still the terrifying thug who punched the curator away?

Why is it so slow?

But the real battle situation is that Leng Kong and Shibukawa are fighting for control of the flow of power.

In terms of technique, the cold air manipulation type naturally cannot be compared with Shibukawa's aikido hexology.

Shibukawa only borrowed a single strength technique, and he cultivated to the ultimate realm of the integration of the two tigers and the four large.

In other words, his flat A can achieve the effect of the "ghost" of the two tiger streams.

But.

But Leng Kong finally has an absolute advantage in strength, and with the help of the manipulation type, he is on par with Shibukawa for a while.

"The old man is good!"

The body swayed with his arms, and Leng Kong looked at Shibukawa with a smile: "You are stronger than the bald head just now, and you already have a tendency to surpass your strength with your skills." (Inferred from Shibukawa's handshake and kneeling Oliba)

"But it's not enough, is it?"

Seeing that he couldn't shake off the cold sky no matter what, Shibukawa's eyes opened violently, his body trembled violently, and sweat seeped out of his pores like rain, but his martial arts will to refine his life also turned into essence and exploded out of his body, and his control of strength instantly improved to a higher level.

Disease!

In the face of Shibukawa's sudden burst of control, Leng Kong stumbled and almost didn't fall.

But if he falls, it means that he has lost this invisible battle.

Knock knock.

The sound of dense war drums suddenly exploded in the room,

Hearing this voice, Hua Shan, who only had a crotch cloth on his body, instantly became solemn, and roared: "It's here!" ”

"What's coming?"

Foolishly Katsumi and Kato wondered,

However, there is no need for Hua Shan to explain, because the ghost body of the cold sky has been revealed in front of them.

The skin is dark red, the green tendons protrude from the surface of the body, the purple light flashes inside, and the black eyes and white pupils embedded in the face, the living demon is in the world!

"I'm sorry, old man!"

The purple red giant arm rotated strongly, and the upper body that was shaking in the cold air was instantly stable, on the contrary, Shibukawa's entire body was violently shaken under the huge force, and maybe it would be thrown out by the cold air in the next second.

"What?"

Feeling the surge in the power of the cold air, Shibukawa suddenly sweated wildly, and his left hand quickly rested on the wrist of his right hand, and his hands controlled but still couldn't stabilize the extremely fast shaking figure.

"Two hands are useless, you are four or two thousand catties, I am a thousand taels and ten thousand catties."

"Since pure technology can't suppress you, you can only rely on strength!"

In fact, Leng Kong is still a little ashamed to say this.

Because his skills are not to say that they are superior to Shibukawa, they can't be compared.

There is still a distance between the Dacheng technique of the Fist Wish World and the Aikido Demon Technique.

Under normal circumstances, Leng Kong also relies on the release of the maneuver style with far superior strength to maintain a confrontation state.

"Walk you!"

The muscles exploded, and an indescribable terrifying force exploded from the palm of his hand, and the Martial Sage was directly thrown away, and at the same time, with the blessing of the strength of the two, he flew higher than the foolish one.

Boom!

The body slammed into the hole, the wall was blasted through again, and the person fell out of the building.

"A combination of rigidity and softness?"

"Monsters really can't be judged by common sense!"

"Haha. The old man is not unjustly defeated!

His body was lying in the rubble and spurting blood, but Shibukawa was still laughing excitedly.

Leng Kong's technique can't compare to him, and Shibukawa doesn't care at all, because defeat is defeat, and there is no other excuse at all.

He was excited that someone actually had a monster physique and cultivated both rigidity and softness.

What does this mean?

This shows that monsters also have to practice martial arts!

This is a victory of martial arts!

(End of chapter)