48 White Eagle 2
"What a sharp hand knife!!! My body has reached the second level of the bursting fist technique, and the skin on the whole body is far tougher than cowhide, even if you stab it hard with a dagger-sharp knife, it is difficult to stab. He was able to leave a red mark on me with such a fluttering hand knife! In other words, another slash in the same part would break through my defenses!"
Garon was shocked, because the speed of this blow was too fast, he couldn't keep up at all, and he only felt that his left arm was slashed in front of him.
When he looked at 101 again, the other party had already withdrawn three meters away, staring at him coldly.
"Is it speed again?" said Garon's face fell silent.
101 was the real shock at this time, his hand knife didn't even cut the other party's skin.
"This level of defense! This level of hard qigong! I haven't encountered it in many years! This person has such a strong physique! It seems that he must attack, otherwise I am afraid that it will not hurt him at all." β
"He's not as fast as me, he can't keep up with me at all, you can walk around and test his weakest part first!"
Thinking of a certain thing, 101 once again assumed an offensive stance, kicked his feet, and rushed towards Garon again, the knife in his right hand instantly turned into a red shadow and disappeared in front of him.
Laugh at!
Garon was also stabbed in the right arm, and he grabbed it with one claw, and grabbed it directly.
Immediately afterwards, I only felt a pain in my back, and my vest was also stabbed hard.
"Die!" he roared, his arms bulging, and his muscles swelled instantly.
"Shake the shape!!"
Like two elephant trunks, the arms are thrown to the right side in a rotating position.
Hiss!
Garon spun in place, his arms still in the air, and his feet were drawn in a clear black circle by his boots.
It's just that the stirred air blows out in all directions, forming a small breeze.
Figure 101 stepped back two meters, rested slightly, and pounced again. The red shadow unfolded and stabbed Garon in the lower abdomen.
"I can't believe I can't find your weakness!!"
The knife slashed upwards again, tearing open the garment on Garon's chest with a thud.
Boom!
Garon grabbed the air in front of him with both palms, and then there was a flower in front of him, a red shadow flashed, and his lower abdomen was stabbed by a hand knife again, and a stabbing pain suddenly came faintly.
"Hurt!" he could imagine the injury to his lower abdomen, not deep, but definitely piercing the skin.
"I have to find a way to restrain the other party's speed! β
His thoughts were suddenly interrupted in a flash, and the armpit of his left arm suddenly hurt again, and he was hit by a hand knife.
"Damn!!" Garon was a little angry, "If I hadn't practiced my shooting to the point where I could use my whole body at will, you guy, damn !!"
He slammed a straight punch out.
Click!!
101 dodged, punching the plank.
A closed shop on the side of the street, the wooden door was directly pierced, and yellow wood slag splashed and scattered everywhere.
Boom!!
There was another loud bang, and Garon punched the air, smashing into the stone wall, striking a cracked depression the size of a bowl.
"You're just going to run away like a bug!!Damn monkey!" Garon roared loudly and threw another punch at 101.
The wrist of his right fist hurt, and Garon's heart became even more angry.
"You goddamn grey-skinned monkey!!"
Rumble!!
He stepped into the air and stepped on the concrete floor, and suddenly smashed a small hole. Then he flicked his arms and slammed into one of the street lamps where 101 was hiding.
Click!
The thigh-thick cement lamp post was directly shocked by a flick, and the hit part quickly spread fine cracks, and fine cement slag splashed out.
The rest of the audience all fell silent, and the more than ten people with the golden rings were all silent, looking at Garon's terrifying destructive power like a violent bear, and all of them were a little weak in their legs.
A few had quietly retreated to inconspicuous corners, ready to flee the scene at any moment.
The two boys and girls who were surrounded were watching in amazement as Gareon and 101 fought.
"This man's physique is too strong," Sivica muttered, "this terrifying muscular defense is nothing to do with hitting a concrete pillar!
The girl, Eve, took advantage of the fact that the others were frightened, and quietly ran to the boy and sat down.
"This person seems to be an enemy of Jinhuan, his liliang and resistance are too strong, he should have practiced some kind of martial arts like hard qigong. It's just that the speed is slow, and the body can't keep up with the opponent's movements. We'd better stay out of the way and get out when we have the chance. β
Boom!!
The metal iron door of another faΓ§ade was hollowed out in a circle.
101 flew backwards, jumped two meters away and stood still, his face covered in cold sweat, and the tip of his nose was slowly oozing blood, which had been cut by the flying cement slag just now.
His chest rose and fell violently, his lungs breathed frantically like bellows, and he didn't dare to wipe his eyes with sweat that was about to slide to his eyes. His eyes were fixed on Garon opposite, for fear that he would be seized by the other party if he was not careful.
"One punch!" his heart was beating violently, it was a reaction to the oversupply of blood, "just one punch!"
"I'm going to die. β
101 Instant Conclusions.
"What's wrong? Grey-skinned monkey. β
Garon exhaled a long breath and walked over with a sneer.
"That's it, I haven't used my strength yet!"
He collided with his fists, making a thumping sound of wood, as if his fists weren't flesh and blood.
Bang!!
Suddenly, a gunshot pierced the night sky.
There was silence.
The two boys and girls covered their mouths and watched the scene not far away.
The surrounding Jinhuan subordinates also stared blankly at the sudden scene.
101's eyes were cold, and he slowly lowered the silver pistol in his hand, the muzzle of which was still billowing white smoke.
"I'm sorry, but I'm not a pure martial artist. β
Garon stared down at his chest in a daze, where a charred bullet hole was clearly imprinted on the socket between his breasts.
Syllable!
He suddenly pressed the wound and clasped his fingers lightly.
A brass-colored warhead fell to the ground with a slight thud.
hiss
The audience gasped. Everyone was stunned.
"He actually blocked the bullet!!" Sivica was stunned and swallowed wildly. "Am I right!?"
"No, no" Girl Eve was also stunned, completely unsure of how to react. "I've only heard of martial artists who have reached the top of martial arts and can shoot without fear of pistol shots, but"
"Could it be that his martial arts are already at the apex?!"
"No, it's not, it's this person's hard qigong that's terrifying!!" Eve swallowed, her voice trembling with shock.
"You !! you" 101's whole body trembled, his face twisted violently, and he fell backwards and backwards.
Bang bang!!
Then there was the clatter of empty gunfire, and there were no more bullets.
101's face was pale, still frantically pulling the trigger.
Garon looked down at the five bullet holes in his chest. The muscles of the whole body bulged, and the remaining four bullets were all squeezed out and fell on the muddy ground.
"It's over. β
He stepped forward suddenly, and with a muffled bang, the whole person flew forward, punching 101, who was still frantically pulling the trigger.
Boom!
SCP-101's head exploded like a watermelon, splattering backwards into a full fan.
At this moment, the distraction made 101 not play its due speed at all, and the previous almost reached the limit of physical strength, and the explosive power was insufficient, and he was finally directly hit by Garon's punch.
"I've been blown up!!"
A subordinate of the golden ring trembled with fright and took a few steps back.
"Ah!!h
All the people of the Golden Ring scattered in a hurry.
The two boys and girls stared blankly at everything on the field, completely stunned by the bloody scene.
"Don't look. β
A pair of large hands gently covered the eyes of the two of them.
Garon withdrew his fist and calmly looked at 101 on the ground opposite.
"Killing again. β
It's not the first time he's killed someone.
Since his first mistake, he has felt that he seems to be more and more dismissive of life.
"Whenever I see the soft neck and fragile body of the people around me, as long as I don't pay attention to it a little and pinch it gently, it is the passing of a life. People have been living calmly with such a weak body, just like ants are fragile but still have an orderly division of labor. β
He felt as if he was slowly undergoing some strange change.
"Young man, that's not real martial arts!"
A calm and deep male voice came from the side.
Garon turned his face to meet a pair of clear black eyes.
"Your fist technique has entered the path of demons. β
It was a sturdy middle-aged man with blond hair, his short hair beating in the night breeze like a burning golden flame.
The man was dressed in white, covering the eyes of the two children with his hands, and was staring at Garon seriously and calmly.
"Demon Dao?" Garon was stunned.
He looked down at 101's headless corpse.
"Indeed, someone once said to me that my martial arts had deviated from the right path. But what is the right path, what is the devil's path, and who is it divided into?"
"The unscrupulous pursuit of liliang, liliang is will, which is the characteristic of the devil's way. The blonde man turned the two children on their backs and stood up. "Martial arts are terrifying killing techniques created by human beings in order to be able to fight and kill more powerful creatures!"
"Not for cannibalism!!!Not to mention meaningless cannibalism!"
"I'm just defending myself. Garon calmed down and said lightly.
"But you don't have to really kill him, don't you just have to hurt him?" Eve, the girl who had just turned around, suddenly turned around and said loudly.
"Eve, don't mess with him!" the boy Sivica grabbed the girl's arm with some fear.
"You're just a martial art created for the sake of killing. Who is your teacher?" asked the blonde man in a deep voice.
Garon didn't answer, just took a deep look at the three of them, turned and walked down the alley from which they came, and soon disappeared into the shadows.
The blonde man looked around the room, and suddenly his gaze froze, staring at the concrete lamppost that was about to break apart.
"This fist path Golem Gate!!"
In his mind, he suddenly recalled the back of the strange and terrifying woman he met back then, the white tiger tattoo on the woman's bare back twisted and roared, as if the real white demon tiger was rushing towards him.
"Don't mess with this man in the future!" the man said to the two children in a deep voice.
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