"What a sharp hand knife!! My body has reached the second level of explosive punching. The skin on the whole body is much tougher than cowhide. I left a red mark on my body! That is to say, another slash on the same part can easily break through my defense!"
Garen was startled. The blow was too fast, and he couldn't keep up with it. He felt that his left arm was cut in a blink of an eye.
When he looked at 101 again, the other party had already retreated three meters away, staring at him with cold eyes.
"Is it the speed type again?" Garen's expression calmed down.
101 was really shocked at this time, the knife in his hand didn't even cut the opponent's skin.
"This level of defense! This level of hard qigong! I haven't encountered it for many years! This man has such a strong physique! It seems that he must attack at the core, otherwise I am afraid it will not hurt him at all."
"His speed is not as fast as mine, and he can't keep up with me at all. You can walk around and test his weakest part first!"
With his thoughts fixed, 101 assumed an offensive posture again, kicked his feet, and rushed towards Garen again. The knife in his right hand instantly turned into a red shadow and disappeared in front of him.
laugh!
Garen was also stabbed in the right arm, and he grabbed it with one claw, leaving nothing.
Immediately afterwards, I only felt a pain in my back, and my vest was also stabbed severely.
"Death!" He roared, his arms bulging, and his muscles swelled instantly.
"Shape!!"
The arms are like two elephant trunks, and they are swung to the right side, forming a rotating posture.
hiss!
Garen turned around in a circle, and the swing of his arms still missed the mark, and a clear black circle was drawn by the boots under his feet.
It's just that the stirred up air is blown in all directions, forming a small breeze.
Figure 101 retreated two meters, took a short rest, and rushed forward again. The red shadow unfolded and stabbed Gallon's lower abdomen fiercely.
"I don't believe I can't find your weakness!!"
The hand knife slashed upwards again, tearing the clothes on Garen's chest with a sound.
Boom!
Garen clawed at the front of his body with both palms, and then his eyes blurred again, a red shadow flashed, and his lower abdomen was stabbed again by a hand knife, and a stabbing pain came faintly.
"Injured!" He could imagine the injury in his lower abdomen. Although it was not deep, it definitely pierced the skin.
"We must find a way to restrain the opponent's speed! Otherwise, even if I can carry it, I will still be able to win."
His thoughts were suddenly interrupted in a flash, and the armpit of his left arm suddenly hurt again, and he was stabbed again.
"Damn it!!" Garen was on fire, "If it wasn't for my shooting shape not being trained to the point where I can use my whole body at will, you bastard, go to hell!!!"
He punched hard with a straight punch.
Click! !
101 dodges and hits the board with his fist.
In a closed shop on the side of the street, the wooden door was directly pierced, and yellow wood slag was scattered everywhere.
Boom! !
There was another loud noise, and Garen punched nothing, hitting the stone wall, creating a crack and depression the size of a bowl.
"Are you just running around like a bug!! Damn monkey!" Garen roared angrily, and punched 101 again, but he dodged it lightly by bowing his head.
With a pain in his right fist and wrist, Garen became even more angry.
"You damn gray monkey!!!"
boom! !
He stepped on the air, stepped on the concrete floor, and immediately smashed a small hole. Then he swung his arms and hit a street lamp where 101 was hiding.
Click!
The thigh-thick cement street lamp post was directly shaken by a blow, and fine cracks quickly spread from the hit part, and fine cement slag splashed out.
Everyone else in the audience fell silent, and the dozen or so people in the Golden Ring were all silent. Seeing Garen's terrifying and destructive power like a violent bear, everyone's legs felt weak.
Some of them have quietly retreated to an inconspicuous corner, ready to flee the scene at any time.
The two boys and girls who were surrounded were watching the fight between Garen and 101 in astonishment.
"This man's physique is too strong." Sivka murmured, "This kind of terrifying muscle defense can't even hit a concrete pillar! It's terrifying."
The girl Eve, however, quietly ran to the boy and sat down while the others were frightened.
"This person seems to be an enemy of Jin Huan. His strength and resistance are too strong. He must have practiced some kind of martial arts like hard qigong. It's just that his speed is slow and his body can't keep up with the opponent's movements. We'd better Hide aside first, and escape when you have a chance."
Boom! !
The metal iron gate on the front of another family was punched with a hollow in a circle.
101 flew backwards, jumped back two meters and stood still, his face covered in cold sweat, and the tip of his nose was slowly oozing blood, which was scratched by the splashed cement slag just now.
His chest was heaving violently, his lungs were like a bellows crazily breathing in the outside air, the sweat was about to slip down to his eyes and he didn't even dare to wipe it off in the slightest. He fixed his eyes on Garen who was opposite him, for fear that if he was not careful, the other party would seize the opportunity.
"One punch!" His heart was beating violently, which was a reaction to excessive blood supply, "Just one punch!"
"I will die."
101 reached a conclusion in an instant.
"What's the matter? Gray Monkey."
Garen took a long breath and walked over with a sneer.
"That's the end of the matter? I haven't used my full strength yet!"
His fists collided, and there was a thumping sound of wood, as if the fists were not flesh and blood.
boom! !
Suddenly, a gunshot pierced the night sky.
The audience was silent.
The two boys and girls tightly covered their mouths, watching the scene not far away.
The surrounding subordinates of Jinhuan also stared blankly at the sudden scene.
With cold eyes, 101 slowly put down the silver pistol in his hand, with white smoke still emitting from the muzzle.
"Sorry, I'm not a pure warrior."
Garen stared down at his chest in a daze, where a charred bullet hole was clearly printed on the heart socket between his breasts.
Snapped!
He suddenly pressed down on the wound, and tapped his fingers lightly.
A brass-colored warhead fell to the ground, making a slight noise.
hiss.
There was a gasp in the audience. Everyone was stunned.
"He actually blocked the bullet!!" Sivka was dumbfounded and swallowed wildly. "I am not wrong, right!?"
"No," the girl Eve was also stunned, completely unsure of how to react. "I only heard that warriors who have reached the top of their martial arts can shoot without fear of pistols, but"
"Could it be that his martial arts are already at their peak?!"
"No, no, it's because this person's hard qigong is too terrifying!!" Eve swallowed, her voice trembling with shock.
"You you bastard!!!" 101 trembled all over, his face twisted violently, and he backed up again and again.
Bang bang bang! !
Then there was the clatter of empty guns, out of bullets.
101's face was pale, and he was still pulling the trigger frantically.
Garen looked down at the five gun holes on his chest. The muscles all over his body swelled, and the other four bullets were all squeezed out and fell to the muddy ground.
"it's over."
He stepped forward suddenly, and with a muffled bang, he flew forward and punched 101.
Boom!
101's head exploded like a watermelon, splashing back into a complete fan shape.
The loss of mind at this moment made 101 unable to display his due speed at all. In addition, he was almost at the limit of his physical strength before and lacked explosive power, so he was finally directly hit by Garen's punch.
"It was blown up!!"
A subordinate of Jinhuan was trembling with fright, and took several steps back.
"Ah!!!" Someone screamed.
All the people from Jinhuan dispersed in a rush.
The two boys and girls stared blankly at everything on the field, completely petrified by the bloody scene.
"Don't look."
A pair of big hands gently covered their eyes.
Garen withdrew his fist and calmly looked at 101 on the ground opposite.
"Killed again."
This is not the first time he has killed someone.
Since the first accidental killing, he felt that he had become more and more indifferent to life.
"Whenever you see the soft necks and fragile bodies of the people around you, as long as you don't pay attention and pinch them lightly, a life will be lost. People have been using such weak bodies to live peacefully, just like ants, though fragile, But the division of labor is still orderly.”
He felt as if some kind of strange change was slowly taking place in himself.
"Young man, that's not real martial arts!"
A calm and deep male voice came from the side.
Garen turned his face and met a pair of clear black eyes.
"Your boxing has already entered the path of magic."
It was a middle-aged man with a strong build and blond hair. His short hair was like a burning golden flame, constantly beating in the night wind.
The man was dressed in white, covered the eyes of the two children with his hands, and was staring at Garen seriously and quietly.
"Demon way?" Garen was taken aback.
He looked down at 101's headless body.
"It is true that someone once told me that my martial arts has deviated from the right way. But what is the right way, and what is the evil way? Who divides it?"
"The pursuit of power by any means, power is will, this is the characteristic of the devil." The blond man turned the two children away and stood up. "Martial arts are terrifying killing techniques created by humans in order to be able to fight with more powerful creatures!"
"Not for cannibalism!! Let alone meaningless cannibalism!"
"I'm just defending myself." Garen calmed down and said indifferently.
"But you don't really have to kill him! You just need to injure him and restrain him?" Eve, the girl who had just turned around, suddenly turned around and said loudly.
"Eve! Don't mess with him!" The boy Sivka grabbed the girl's arm with some fear.
"Your martial art was created purely for killing people. Who is your teacher?" the blond man asked in a deep voice.
Garen didn't answer, but just took a deep look at the three of them, turned around and walked towards the alley where they came, and quickly disappeared into the shadows.
The blond man looked around the audience, and suddenly his gaze froze, fixed on the concrete lamppost that was about to be broken.
"This kind of boxing. Golem door!!"
In his mind, he suddenly recalled the back view of the eerie and terrifying woman he met back then. The white tiger tattoo on the woman's bare back twisted and roared, as if a real white demon tiger was rushing towards him.
"In the future... don't mess with this person!" The man came back to his senses and said to the two children in a deep voice.
(end of this chapter)