Martial arts giant

Chapter 101 Infinite Battle Intent
"what is this?"

Standing on tiptoe, Zhang Anhai looked up to the arena, just in time to see Zhang Hua raising his blackened fist.

Black, no matter what, gives people a bad feeling.

"He was poisoned."

Li Xin spoke softly at the side.

Gu Mochen frowned and looked at Li Xin.

"It's just poisonous, very poisonous."

Li Xin rolled his eyes and explained.

"will die?"

Gu Mochen clenched his fists and asked in a deep voice.

"It's hard to say without testing, but at least from now on, even if it's not fatally poisonous, if the toxin stays on his fist for too long, the whole arm will be amputated."

Li Xin thought for a while and gave his own answer.

"Saw off the arm?"

Zhang Anhai and Wu Jie looked at each other, shocked and angry.

Such a vicious He Weijun, the two of them competed in the arena, and he poisoned them at the slightest disagreement!
"So your suggestion is...?"

Gu Mochen clenched his fists tighter and tighter. The word poison, no matter what era it is in, is an uncomfortable existence, especially this kind of poison that can amputate an arm at a light level, or kill him at a severe level.

"My advice?"

Li Xin calmly said: "Of course my suggestion is to surrender and admit defeat. Haven't you seen the hatred when the opponent's team leader looked at you? It's almost impossible to get the antidote from the opponent. Zhang Hua is called to end, so I can have more time to study toxicity for him and find out the right method."

"Admit defeat?"

Gu Mochen looked coldly at the ring. From his perspective, He Weijun's disgusting back came into his eyes, and he wished he could punch Leihu Bangtianpo directly and kill this disgusting person to the brim.

"Admit defeat..." Li Xin sighed, "This is the best way I can think of."

"Little Gu?"

Zhang Anhai and Wu Jie frowned deeply. For Zhang Hua, it seemed that the best way was to admit defeat.

"I see."

Gu Mochen nodded, suppressed the anger in his heart, and was about to reach for the white handkerchief on the sidelines when suddenly...

"do not want!"

On the stage, Zhang Hua suddenly yelled.

When Gu Mochen walked to the edge of the ring to get a white handkerchief, Zhang Hua's eyes just passed He Weijun to see his movements.

Gu Mochen paused his hands, raised his head, gave Zhang Hua a wry smile, and shook his head. He was still going to ignore his stop and insisted on getting the white handkerchief that represented surrender.

"Look at the fist!"

At this moment, Zhang Hua suddenly yelled loudly in the arena, and countless lightning flashes suddenly appeared!
呲味味味味味味味——!
A Thousand Strikes struck again, and crazy lightning raged across the sky. This time, not only He Weijun was included in the attack range, but the entire arena was filled with terrifying lightning roaring back and forth!
Gu Mochen was taken aback, Zhang Hua blasted this move so recklessly, his purpose was far more than just to attack He Weijun, but to stop him as well.

Throwing the white handkerchief into the arena now will inevitably be torn to pieces by Zhang Hua's lightning quick fist, and the referee on the ring is also being forced to panic by Zhang Hua's punch at this time, step by step back away from Gu Mochen. edge of the ring.

Even if the referee couldn't take care of himself, he didn't have the time to observe what was going on in the arena. Even if Gu Mochen yelled out to admit defeat at this time, the referee might not be able to pay attention to it for the time being.

Gu Mochen sighed secretly.

Zhang Hua's punch was known as a thousand strikes in an instant. Although the punch was fast, it could not last long. If Gu Mochen wanted him to admit defeat, it would not be too late to open his mouth until Zhang Hua's punch was weak.

However, this is Zhang Hua expressing his attitude to himself.

He...would rather fight to the death than surrender!

"Boy, don't you understand? Your punches are useless against me!"

It was another round of fast attack. Under the intensive lightning punches, He Weijun couldn't stop sneering. He didn't even have to move. When the lightning struck him, the black scales covering his whole body would naturally attack him. Bounced away, the strength of the attack he suffered was not even one in ten.

What's more, in addition to defense, this scale armor is also highly poisonous. Zhang Hua's attack on himself will also aggravate the poison in his punches. He doesn't even need to move at all, just wait slowly Toxic onset.

"It's all invalid, try it again!"

Zhang Hua replied very rarely, when Gu Mochen wanted to surrender for him, Zhang Hua, who had always been calm, was also aroused with enthusiasm.

He... didn't come to travel, he... came to fight!

The first defeat, the second bye, and the third surrender, what kind of battle is this, the whole is a history of blood and tears for the weak.

After witnessing Wu Jie's rise, Zhang Hua, who has never liked to talk too much, had quite a stir in his heart.

He is not as nervous as Zhang Anhai. Gu Mochen and Wu Jie's conversation is heard in his ears. Of course, it is impossible for Zhang Anhai to go in with his left ear and out of his right ear without paying attention to it.

From the expressions of the two, Zhang Hua knew that he must have been separated by Wu Jie for a long time. As a brother, he didn't want to be the weakest and most cared for one!
Therefore, he also wants to become stronger, at least not to drag down his brother's pace!
If he wants to become stronger, fighting is the best choice. Only by fighting can he catch up with Gu Mochen and even Wu Jie step by step!

surrender?

admit defeat?

Do not!
He can't accept it, he... wants to fight!
"war!"

Zhang Hua, who had always been taciturn, changed his normal behavior after being stimulated with blood in his chest. When he roared out the word "war" with all his strength, his expression resembled that of a legendary berserker!
brush--!
The lightning disappeared, and another round of thousands of blows disappeared on the ring, and Zhang Hua's figure also disappeared suddenly with the word "war".

In addition to Instant Thousand Strikes, he also has Xingluo Instant Body!
Swipe, swipe, swipe—!
Almost in the blink of an eye, Zhang Hua's figure flickered rapidly, with He Weijun as the center, his figure was punching and attacking in all directions.

A thousand hits in an instant!
This boxing method consumes a lot of internal energy, and at this time Zhang Hua has been beaten out of blood, so there is no need to waste it, every time his figure flickers, lightning bursts once, there are people in all directions, and punches in all directions!
"Is it useful?"

He Weijun smiled contemptuously, his cold vertical pupils moved with Zhang Hua's movements, he was indeed a master of art and bold, every time Zhang Hua unleashed a round of lightning fast punches, he greeted him head-on, almost puffing out his chest stiffly Enduring countless punches from Zhang Hua.

呲味味味——!
The black scales rubbed against the lightning fast fist to produce countless sparks, and He Weijun's disgusting body stood proudly under the bath of endless sparks!
Brush, brush, brush——!
What responded to him was more lightning from Zhang Hua. At this time, he even saved the energy to speak, and used every ounce of energy to attack!
(End of this chapter)