Chapter 6: Deathmatch
Some people are afraid and will give up resisting, but he is just the opposite, as long as he becomes more and more irritable in the face of fear, the final emotion is born, which is called:
Wrath.
The more powerless, the more fearful, the more angry.
Link's whole face began to twist, the muscles in his body writhed like earthworms, the green tendons bloomed, because of anger, the pain in his body began to disappear, and at his call, another weak force in his body was absorbing his negative emotions and expanding.
"Boom!"
"What?!" Huiguang's full kick was firmly blocked by his erected elbow, and his face changed slightly.
"It hurts!" I don't know when he stood up, Link who blocked a foot with his elbow raised his head, with a hideous smile on his face, the corners of his mouth almost grinning to his cheekbones, revealing two rows of sharp teeth, his eyeballs were bloodshot, tears were falling in strings, and the green tendons on his forehead were blooming.
"Good! Pain! Yes!!! ”
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
With Link shouting from depression to rage, the fist frantically imprinted on Huiguang's face, blasting him out.
"Cough~" Huiguang slowly got up, spit out a mouthful of blood foam, a smile appeared on his face, he twisted his somewhat deformed neck, and made a clicking sound, "Yes, you are more useful than I thought, but you are still too weak!" ”
"Next is the second round." He spread his arms, his robe shattered, strips of cloth fluttering in the sky, and his broad bat muscles stretched slightly, and his whole body turned into an afterimage.
"Peng!"
"Peng!"
"Peng!"
The afterimages of the two of them were intertwined, and they were rapidly improving their skills almost synchronously, and the enhanced impact system did not reach the fifth level of adrenaline infinite extraction, which would cause permanent damage to the body, but they didn't care at all.
Just win.
"Wrong! Wrong! Wrong! Huiguang yelled, "Idiot. His right palm was barely imperceptible to Link's neck, sending him flying.
"Let anger dominate you, what qualifications do you have to become a martial artist!"
Link rolled on the ground, bounced up again, and rushed up again.
Huiguang jumped up, and when he staggered in the air, Link's palm that could have broken iron and steel touched his body, but as if glue was inserted, when it fell on the other party, there was almost no strength left, and in the end he could only press on the opponent's waist in vain.
"Power...... A little more! Link's whole body was condensed, and every muscle in his body was screaming from overload.
But in the next second, Huiguang's right palm firmly pinched his head, and the two of them fell with gravity one after another-
"Bang!" A huge amount of dust was raised high, and then Huiguang pressed Link's head and charged to the ground until Link's strength completely dissipated and his palm spread out weakly.
"The more angry you are, the calmer you have to be."
"No matter how fanatical your anger is, be sure to keep a calm heart."
I don't know why, Link's head suddenly flashed with Huiguang's memory, what the abbot had said to him who had repeatedly lost to his junior brother.
"Impotent anger can only make one's own skills unable to play, find the balance between emotion and meditation, use emotions to stimulate inner strength, use calm to use power, and then you will be a qualified martial artist."
The abbot's words seemed to be in my ears.
"Balance between meditation and emotion......" Under the violent beating, Link's anger swelled like weeds, but his heart suddenly calmed down.
"Whew!" Huiguang had already stepped on his head.
Link curled up on the ground in an eerie posture to avoid stamping, his left hand twisting his claws upside down, and with the sound of the fabric of his trouser leg breaking, his whole body scurried upside down with the support of his right hand, his legs clamping Huiguang's neck, and his claws clasping his legs.
"Sting!" The flesh was torn by sharp nails.
"Emotions inspire inner strength."
"Boom!" Link flicked his tail and planted Huiguang to the ground, and he landed with it, followed by another whip leg.
Huiguang rolled and dodged, with an incredible expression on his face, he had just heard the other party's whispering words, and he also remembered who these words came from.
"It can't be!" He roared forward.
"Peng!" Fighting again, the two were really evenly matched, but it was obvious that Huiguang was becoming more and more impetuous, and there was no way to control his strength well, and soon, he was beaten out by Link again.
"I don't believe it! I've been practicing hard for twenty years, how can I not be as good as you! Huiguang, whose eyes were red, remembered the junior brother who had become a demonic obstacle in his heart, and roared and rushed forward again.
"Poof!"
The two of them flashed by.
Link kept panting with his body, the blood on his right fingernail slipped drop by drop, his pupils turned into vertical pupils again, and not only teeth, nails, but even cheeks had a little fluff, compared to before the battle began, the demonic aura on his body was dozens of times stronger.
"It's not ...... Can ......"
Huiguang had an unbelievable anger on his face, and his head slipped quietly.
Link felt a flower in front of him, and he returned to reality, still sitting cross-legged on the ground as if nothing had happened.
He reached out and touched the fluff growing on his cheeks, and also saw the long sharp nails on his palms, getting rid of the life-and-death duel just now, and after slowly standing up, he sighed and left while the night was dark.
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A month later, late at night, on the rooftop of a high-rise somewhere.
"Alien...... Link sat on the edge, silently watching the lights and traffic below.
Since defeating Huiguang, he has found that his demonization level is accelerating, and the demonic energy is also soaring, and the enhanced impact system that strengthens himself by stimulating adrenaline itself will make the emotions extremely full, and when encountering the demonic energy that is highly dependent on negative emotions, they become catalysts for each other.
During the battle, he found his heart, but unexpectedly brought himself closer to the monster.
Link lay down with his head down, his hood slipping off, revealing his brown and yellow hair, and now whenever he was emotional or overexerted his strength, he would grow brown and yellow hair all over his body, and his forehead would grow black stripes arranged in the word 'king', and his body would swell, like a Siberian tiger standing upright.
As a result, he had to live in isolation and dress tightly to buy some things, but the savings he had left behind were about to run out, and it was time to think about how to make money without revealing his identity.
The trouble is that the monsterization is obviously judged by the inheritance to be affected and changed by its own will, so it is impossible to solve the problem of its own monsterization by opening the inheritance.
"Ding~Ding~Dingdong"
He pulled out his phone, and on it was a message from Koichi Ishii.
'Lin Sang, have you heard about the recent killing of monsters! ’