Chapter 197: Fist Rises

The steel sword fell, straight to the neck of the water cold.

In an instant, everything was silent, and in the midst of silence, a hand grabbed the steel blade of No. Three's hair-blown and severed hair.

The hand is water cold, and at this moment, the water cold grinds the iron thunder armor and binds it to the palm of his hand, and he forcibly stops the steel sword in mid-air.

Annoyed, the Three continued to increase his strength, but strangely, no matter how hard he tried, the steel sword just stopped in place, not moving.

No. 3 was shocked, you must know that his arm is an iron arm that has been transformed with iron armor, and his strength is not at the same level as that of normal humans, but the red-clothed young man in front of him actually made him unable to move forward with one hand.

At this moment, No. 3, who has always been extremely conceited and has never looked at ordinary people in his eyes, suddenly had an inexplicable fear in his heart.

This guy, I may not be his opponent.

Such an idea was born for only a moment, and No. 3 felt very ridiculous, no matter how strong the person in front of him was, he was just an ordinary human being.

How can an ordinary person, still a teenager, be my opponent, you must know that I have paid an unimaginable price in order to obtain this body that is far beyond ordinary people!

Thinking of this, the nameless fire in his heart burned, and the whole person became furious, he withdrew his arm that had turned into a steel sword, and returned the arm to its original form, the wind wheel between his palms rotated at high speed, and the sound of striking was endless.

"The Wind Trick - The Wind Dies!"

The Wind Gang is actually the Wind Trick, this number three, is a member of the Money Gang! Or rather, when he was still a human, he was a member of the Money Gang!

Although Zhong Shao couldn't move, he could see No. 3's moves, and he could be sure that No. 3 was using the Wind Trick.

Duyang has been in the boxing sect for a long time, and Zhong Shao gets along with him, so he naturally knows a little about the longitudinal wind technique.

There are a total of nine styles of longitudinal wind formula, nine styles and three types of killing, royal, pro three categories, each of the three categories contains three types, killing the main attack, the royal main auxiliary, the pro style means advent, is completely different from the other two types of special exercises, in short, it is to integrate the power of the wind in nature into the veins, in order to strengthen their own secret method to achieve the realm of the unity of human wind.

If you can't master the power of the wind very skillfully and forcibly draw the breath of nature into the body, it will cause the power of nature to disturb the original Dharma veins in the body, causing the whole body to surge in the sea of qi and messy the Dharma veins.

It is said that if it is light, it will be repaired to a big loss, and if it is serious, it will directly explode and die.

Riding the wind belongs to the royal style, the sickle belongs to the proximity style, and this wind death belongs to the killing style, and it is the most fierce and ferocious style among the killing styles, which can be seen from its name.

When the wind dies, everything is destroyed.

The surrounding wind turned into extremely sharp knives in the next moment of the third "death" word exit, and those knives pierced Shui Han's body at an extremely fast speed, thousands, densely, wave after wave, never stopping.

Shui Han couldn't see the wind like a blade, he couldn't see anything at all, but he could deeply feel that the knife and knife kept stabbing back and forth on his body, like a never-ending hanging, and he couldn't resist even grinding iron.

The face made of steel No. 3 was distorted and hideous, and he continued to increase the intensity of the wind death, looking at the red-clothed young man lying on the ground in pain, he became more and more excited,

"Hahaha, what's the matter, with this steel body to strengthen the flow of the magic veins, even cultivating the secret method that is difficult for ordinary people to cultivate will become a hundred times easier.

Now you should also understand, the gap between us is the difference in the essence of the body, no matter how much the body of an ordinary person cultivates, it can't defeat our Shura soldiers!

Looking at your age and realm, you should usually cultivate very hard, you must be very eager for strength, or you should also consider joining us, give up this weak human body, and go to the path of a real strongman!"

Shui Han was in pain, he almost wanted to commit suicide to escape this torture, but he couldn't commit suicide, although the feeling of death was worse than death, but he was indeed alive, as long as he lived, there was still a possibility.

He could feel the pain that pierced his bones, but compared to the physical pain, the words that Number Three said made him feel angry.

No matter how much you cultivate, the body of an ordinary person can't defeat you?

What kind of stupidity is this, if power can be obtained by simply transforming the body, if you can become powerful by giving up the original human flesh and blood, then how ridiculous the world, the people of this world, will become!

"It's obviously because I was born as a human being and I feel my own shortcomings, so I will work hard to cultivate and pursue!

Now you tell me that I can gain power by giving up my identity as a human being and turning myself into this image of no human being and no ghost, how ridiculous!

If you want to give up your identity, if you can't even identify with your own identity, then what's the point of this power!"

Shui Han stood up, he was in pain, his whole body was like being gnawed by ten thousand insects, every inch of skin, every inch of bones, every inch of tissue was already gurgling in pain, but he still stood up, he staggered, he was shaking, he was about to lose support, but he was still supporting.

That inexplicable fear reappeared in No. Three's mind, he panicked, he continued to increase the intensity of wind death, he controlled all the wind elements that could be controlled around him, he no longer cared about his own consumption, his only thought now was to kill the red-clothed boy in front of him immediately.

"Die, give me death!"

Why, why are you still standing, why you just can't be killed, why do you annoying insects always stand in my way, why do you always insist so much!

In Three's mind, he remembered some images that he had long forgotten, the man with blonde hair, the man he would never reach for the rest of his life.

"Because, only those who have seen it will know firsthand that those who are truly strong will never give up their human identity!"

Of course not, with Zhongqiu's fifteen-day cultivation in Qijunziping, the water cold can best be experienced, compared to Zhongqiu's body, this so-called steel body is just a child's joke.

The extremely strong physical body that is truly obtained through cultivation must be flesh and blood!

This steel without temperature is not qualified to be compared to our human flesh and blood!

"One punch to the sky!"

The left fist strikes, and everything is born.

Number three, fragmented.

In the fragmentation, in the mind of Three, the memories became clearer and clearer.

I see, this kind of inexplicable fear has been experienced many years ago.

After so many years, I gave up my body, my name, and everything in order to gain strength, I thought I had overcome it, I had completely defeated it, and I would never be tormented by this inexplicable feeling again, and in the end, this feeling, this sense of fear from the heart, still lingered.

Jing Xiu, you're so ridiculous.