The days of surviving on a desert island with a flight attendant

In the past, the opponents I faced were either less intelligent than me, or less flexible than me physically, or had obvious shortcomings, but now, the weaker one is obviously me, the black man in front of me The man in the robe is tall and tall, and his physical fitness will never be inferior to mine. When it comes to wisdom, flexibility, strength, and dexterity, I may not be able to gain the upper hand.

Besides, before I dealt with an opponent in the past, I usually inquired about his background, figured out its origin, so that I could deal with it in a targeted manner, but this time it was too hasty, and I didn't figure out his strength and background at all, except I learned nothing about it except that it was taller than me.

Therefore, this is a tough battle, and I have to use 100% of my strength to deal with it.

He walked towards me, with a strong murderous aura all over his body, he leaned down and approached my ear, and said, "Before I crush you to death, do you have anything else to say? But I may not convey it for you."

I trembled all over, and I was deeply suffocated by this terrible oppressive force like a mountain whistling.

Although he was talking to me, his eyes were looking at Yunwen. He was trying to use my weakness in front of him to praise his tall and mighty, so that Yunwen would look at him with admiration, but with my attitude towards Yunwen I understand, she is extremely bored now, because she hates others who despise me and look down on me. This guy is counterproductive.

"I want to tell you that in terms of melee strength, I may not lose to you." I said.

He laughed, shook his head with extreme contempt, and said, "Really? But in front of me, no matter what your strength is, you can convince yourself that you lose. I want that little beauty to see clearly who is the real one." A real hero, whoever is the winner, is worthy of her. Follow the weak, and on this island, you can’t live for a minute. Only by following the strong can you dominate the sea and live a truly strong and safe life. Is it? As for you, you are too weak."

I clenched my fists tightly and turned my head to look at Yunwen in the window on the second floor. Yunwen smiled at me, but she still frowned and was very worried.

"No one is worthy of her but me," I said.

This sentence made the black-robed man clenched his fist immediately. He sneered and swung his fist. I heard the sound in advance, predicted the position, and immediately dodged sideways. Just when I thought I was dodging, I was caught I sucked my body, and when I was about to say that he was foul-mouthed, I saw him sneering. He never thought of fighting me openly.

Because my back is facing Yunwen from this angle, even if she fouls, Yunwen can't see it, and I can't tell. This is because he caught the loophole, so I didn't dodge it, and he was caught by him all the time. The punch hit the chest, and suddenly the ribs hurt, and the blood was tight. With a wow, a mouthful of hot blood spewed out. He looked at me proudly, and punched once, twice, and three times.

They hit me on the face, on the shoulders, and on the stomach respectively. He didn't use all his strength, so he planned to abuse me slowly so that Yunwen could watch, and Yunwen upstairs kept calling "assistant", but This competition was invited by me, even if the man in black robe didn't listen to Yunwen, it's justifiable, and Yunwen could only cry upstairs.

Soon, my blood was pouring out, my head was buzzing, and I was sucked by that suction force, and there was no room to fight back. I kept complaining, and then my eyes began to turn black, and I yelled with pain all over my body. I never thought This is about to end at the beginning, and the gap is too obvious.

Just when I thought that I was cheated by him and ended the battle, and was about to be humiliated to death by the enemy in front of Yunwen, suddenly the golden sword at my waist glowed faintly, Huaxiang girl was able to let the golden sword fly up , although she has such supernatural powers, I always feel that it has something to do with the will of Jin Que Sword itself.

However, these are just some of my personal feelings without evidence. It may not be true, but if it is true, it can fully relieve my current embarrassment. I dare to jump off the cliff in three days to find the ability of flying dragons in the sky in a desperate situation , maybe I can too.

I closed my eyes and said to myself: "Fly up, fly up."

If it was before, I would feel that I was very stupid and would believe this kind of thing, but now when life and death are at stake, I believe it more and more. Maybe it is a kind of meaning of a dead horse as a living horse doctor, or maybe it comes from some special feeling of mine. inspiration.

I remember hearing a Western theory that people have three kinds of consciousness, conscious, subconscious and superconscious, and this superconsciousness is sometimes the embodiment of inspiration. Some people in the West say that they have psychics, so they say It is through the superconsciousness to predict the direction of the incident, and now I suddenly have the feeling that the sword will listen to my will, and I feel that it may also be related to the superconsciousness.

That being the case, I will try this inspiration.

Punch after punch, my body will soon be unable to withstand it, even though I have never relaxed my training, but under this kind of strength, my muscles are simply hard to resist, if this continues, I will die undoubtedly.

That is, when I recited it silently for the seventh time, a golden light suddenly flashed in my mind, as if I had a special link with that golden sword, it felt like I was connected to wifi and had a signal network!Damn, it's time to fight back!

"Fly!" I shouted.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that man in black robe was startled by me. At this moment, Jin Que Sword jumped out of my hilt, flew up, and cut through the evil black energy that was sucked in with one sword. Released, finally free too.

After receiving so many punches, at least a dozen or so punches, I have somewhat understood its attack mode. He has long hands and feet, and he is used to leaning over when attacking me. , I unintentionally lengthened the distance, because if I punched straight, the distance would be closer, and if I punched obliquely, it formed an oblique angle, and the distance to hit me obviously required him to extend his hand a little to reach it.

And he is probably used to being arrogant, he is not used to leaning over and forming a fighting posture, instead he stood up straight, for fear that he would not look mighty, and this formed a kind of incoherence to his attack, weakening him imperceptibly. His own attack strength has been increased, but his blind punches have also exposed a huge shortcoming, that is, to expand his attack distance, and thus increase the buffer time of the attack. , there must be cumbersome preparations.

And the punching punch is indeed powerful and looks domineering, but it is flashy and has many shortcomings. This is what I fully understand about him now.

"Brother, it's time for me to fight back." I said.

He smiled disdainfully, and punched me in the face again, trying to use the evil black energy to suck me in, but he was broken by the flying golden sword. Under the punch, wrists, elbows, and shoulders were all Stretched, a broken spot is enough for him to suffer, and I can feel that he usually hits my cheekbone part of the face. After the prediction, I turned my back on my side, and his diagonal punch passed my shoulder.

In this gap, I grabbed his punching wrist with my left hand and squeezed it tightly. My shoulder pressed against his elbow bone, so that his whole body was supported, and the door was wide open. He twisted his body. My right elbow Aim at his waist, and hit him hard!

Boom boom boom boom!

Continuously adding crazy top explosions, his strong body can't stand this kind of embarrassment, after all, the elbows and knees are the hardest part of the body, while his waist is the weak point, and I coughed violently for a while .

Seeing that it was almost done, I clenched my fist and slammed back violently, hitting his face directly, kicking his knees, and I exerted force with my upper body, his body was floating in the air, and I suddenly threw him over his shoulder, It hit the ground fiercely, and the dog ate shit!

I can't spare the attacks after so many slaps, I continued to twist his elbows, kneel and ride on his back, aimed at the back of his head, swung the fist I had been angry for a long time, once again violently He smashed down, made a bang, punched violently, his elbow was restrained by me, and the other hand was pressed under me, his body and face were squeezed on the ground, there was no chance to protect him, let alone counterattack up.

This is called being weak.

"Do you want to be shameless? Someone like you who can't win by playing tricks, seems to be favored by Yunwen. It's too beautiful to think! Originally, I wanted to give you some face. Although it is an evil dragon, it is a dragon after all. , but you are so despicable and shameless, I don't think you should take that face or anything, just eat and beat me!" I yelled.

The iron fist bombarded him endlessly, he was so beaten that he was powerless to parry, and Kong Po could only be subdued.

But at this moment, he yelled loudly, black air burst out all over his body, and dragon horns grew on the back of his head again. I knew it was about to rise again, and I was in a hurry when I suddenly felt something strange on the ground, something wanted to come out of it. Like coming out of the ground...