"Slippery ...... Sliding?"

Wiping away the bloody spit that spilled from the corners of his mouth, Roland let out a moaning question.

He had seen the same technique from Li Lin, and if he wanted to do it, he could also do a quick slide within 10 steps. can be as comfortable as Azdahaka to perform a sliding step of about 20 steps, and hit the "inch strength" with his fist in front of him, which is still far behind, not to mention that it is comparable to Li Lin's teleportation-like Cheng Dù.

I didn't even predict the whereabouts of the opponent's fist, and then take a circumvention of the gap, and I took a solid punch.

"That's the end of the disguise, crappy actor. Although I'm not a boxer, the punch just now is also a fancy style, but the feel is also there. ”

Azdahaka, who had the upper hand, shook his fist and sneered leisurely and relaxedly.

He had never really practiced boxing techniques such as "inch strength" and "sliding step", but after being flattened by someone with this strange movement, he left a deep impression in his memory, and at this moment, with the dragon clan's extraordinary body, he reproduced a similar scene. But even the fist of the grinding spear in battle, when used by the dragons, is enough to shatter the boulder with one blow.

The fist that struck Roland's chest did not have the real sensation of bones shattering, and the young wolf embedded in the wall was very good, but he still lived to speak.

"Jumping backwards the moment your fist hits, thus unloading the punch? ”

"Unlike your ancient species, I'm just a weak human. ”

Jumping out of the pit and readjusting his breathing, Roland was half-sunk. Make a punch starter.

Bajiquan.

When he cultivated to Dacheng, he was full of murder weapons all over his body, and a blow that instantly concentrated the strength of his whole body and exploded could even ignore the defense of the armor and deal a fatal blow to the enemy's internal organs. In the absence of external injuries, put people to death.

This is true for humans in armor, but what about dragons with tough scales all over their bodies?

"Aren't you awake when a human fist wants to hit the dragons? Or can't you stand the fear of death anymore? Hey, little master, cheer up a little, you're the chosen heir of that guy, don't let me down." ”

Azdahaka looked at Roland with an eye that bordered on pity. No one in their right mind would think they could take down a dragon with a single blow from their fists. This kind of thinking arises. Obviously there was something wrong with the mental state.

Even Minerva and Michelle thought that Roland was either crazy or stupid, and that one or the other must be the other.

"Thanks to you, my current state couldn't be better. Bastard garbage like you. I won't be willing to do it without a punch. Right. Just like Li Linhai-bian, you. ”

"What's ......?!"

"That's right. ”

Looking directly at Azdahaka, a murderous look suddenly rose. Roland said in a breezy tone, his voice crisp and loud, obviously deliberate.

What Azdahaka is best at. It's all kinds of magic. If you are serious about launching a large-scale annihilation technique or intensive bombardment, it will be difficult for Roland and the three of them to escape from the ascension, let alone seize the opportunity to fight back.

But he just used the appearance of a human to attack Roland with human fists.

"The dignified dragon clan, but they did this kind of human-like thing, just to play the prey, or did they use this seemingly unnatural behavior to vent the shame of being knocked down by Li Lin with a punch?"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa—!!!"

The roar that erupted from Azdahaka's abdomen was like a hurricane landing, and in the roar that reached into the sky, the tattered roofs were blown off, and the earth cracked with a roar of humiliation and rage. The Chimera, hiding in the rubble, scurried into the woods without looking back. Minerva and Michel, who had been exposed to the impact of the dragon at close range, collapsed on the ground and could not move.

The howl stopped, the storm subsided, the clouds over Alcatraz disappeared, and all the creatures on the island crawled to the ground with bated breath. In the roar of the messengers of the ancient gods, all beings can only prostrate on the ground, trembling and waiting for fate to come.

As a fellow dragon, Nidhogg's dragon might was enough to subjugate many creatures, including dangerous species, but Azdahaka, who had survived much longer, was clearly superior, and the killing intent attached to that roar almost overwhelmed Roland's knees.

Obviously, after Nidhogg's special training, he is somewhat immune, but it is difficult to withstand this roar.

Judging from this appearance, most of the inferences just now hit the bull's-eye. The once-comforting trauma returned, and Roland's caustic provocation ignited the anger in Azdahaka's heart.

"You're a man...... There are so many ways to commit suicide in the world, why do you choose the most painful one for yourself?"

Azdahaka raised the corners of his mouth, and his voice just fell. The pillars of flame exploded one after another in front of Roland's eyes, although it was an active defensive magic "burst pillar", but if it hit directly, its power was enough to kill people on the spot. Even if it misses, the soaring pillar of fire is enough to stop you.

Pillars of flame continued to erupt around Roland, and before he could react, he was already surrounded by flames. The heat wave swept through the body, the eyebrows and hair were burned until they curled, the eyes were difficult to open, and it was even more dangerous because the oxygen was rapidly depleted, and it became more and more difficult to breathe.

In two minutes at most, Roland would suffocate to death and be burned to a piece of charcoal.

A gap suddenly opened up in the circle of flames, and a gap was opened with "Honkai", and a figure jumped out of it.

Before it was too late to rejoice, the iron fist that had already been ready to attack was coming.

Azdahaka had been waiting for Roland to jump out, and a powerful punch with scales and increased power appeared on the surface to pierce the atmosphere—as Roland said, once defeated by Li Lin's fist. The humiliation and resentment that have accumulated since that time must be reciprocated with fists in order to be slightly diminished. Even if the object in front of him is not Li Lin, as long as it can bring Li Lin a heavy blow, it doesn't matter.

With the thrill and sense of accomplishment of revenge success, fists and figures intertwined, exploding in the air.

The debris scattered, and the storm extinguished the flames with the power of a small bomb. However, the object that hit him was not Roland's head, but the stone that wrapped his clothes.

Fooled-

Realizing that he was deceived by Roland, he insisted on ending the game with his fists under the provocation, but the moment he was led into the trap, the young man's fist hit the chin of the demon dragon.

An earth-shattering uppercut, the roar of a grenade resounding through the room, and the invincible Azdahaka flew into the air with an expression of disbelief.

"You seem to think you are an artist, but artists don't become famous until they die! Take your disgusting art and go back to your hometown!"

Crushing the ground under his feet and blasting the powerful enemy away with the power of the eight directions, the boy raised his bloody fist and roared with all his might. (To be continued......)

PS: I was called by my girlfriend to be a coolie to carry things, and then stewed soft-shelled turtle soup as a reward, and knitted a pair of gloves for me, so that I could wear them when typing, and my hands would not be cold...... The feeling surging in my heart is the legendary happiness?