Fist Godzilla

Chapter 67 Counterattack
"Varied!"

Before the samurai had time to be surprised, the sound of turbulent wind poured into his throat.

Samurai Wakatsuki, who was fixed on the right side of Bai Tangjing's body, was under the boy's sudden increase in wrist strength.

The 193KG body was instantly accelerated to the point of tearing out afterimages!
(Brothers who have no training experience, don’t even try to punch with a dumbbell, thank you)
Then, like a doll, he was slammed into the concrete wall behind the boy!
"Oh!"

Just now, the solid wall of a big hole was stepped out by the boy's unloading force, and in an instant, there was another cobweb-shaped hole the size of a person.

"Woo-"

In the first half of his life when Samurai Wakatsuki was protected by high-density muscles, it was the first time that the back of his head suffered such a heavy blow!

So much so that this stubborn man even let out a faint cry of pain!

Although in his professional career as a fighter, he has been defeated by [Floating Cloud] Chu Jianquan and [Mie Tang Fang] Ganaker.

But both of them used consummate jujitsu and twisting skills to destroy his joints and subdue him.

This is the first time that he has received such a heavy blow in a real striking technique!

Weak human nerves will not allow a human to maintain muscle tension while receiving a blow to the back of the head.

The legs that bound the neck, the muscles that were strong enough to crush the bones suddenly relaxed.

The boy who escaped easily did not pause at all.

Twist your waist and body, turn around and kick!
"Boom!"

The penetrating kick attack in Jeet Kune Do, with the momentum to pierce the chest and abdomen, directly hit the warrior's body hovering in mid-air!
Then he embedded his whole body horizontally on the concrete wall!

But Bai Tangjing already understood after the previous fights that this kind of attack that can instantly kill a group of ordinary people is not an unbearable damage to this monster wearing muscle armor.

Not taking it lightly, a handful of blue smoke flew out from the sand, and Baitang Jing's figure had once again stuck to the warrior embedded in the wall.

The Jeet Kune Do posture is spread out, the left hand protects the chin, and the strong right hand is forward.

"Bang bang bang!"

Jeet Kune Do's famously fast straight punch hit Bai Tangjing's hands, just like [God of War] Gaoran's thirteen jabs in one second in the last round!
That is the haste that can make bystanders have the illusion of "the world has dropped the frame"!
It was almost a shadow of fists, covering the upper body of the samurai.

The sound of the collision of punches and bodies resounded throughout the audience.

And under the strength of the boy far surpassing Gaoran.

After each sound, the cracks on the concrete wall as the receiving side also expanded, deepened,

Fine smoke and dust were blown out from the crack by continuous heavy blows, covering the upper body of the samurai and Baitang Jing who was performing continuous beatings in front of him.

Only the samurai's smoky legs twitched reflexively with each blow.

"What kind of monster is that little brother?!"

Guan Linchun felt his back molars hurt when he thought that he would have to face this kind of "thing" after the next victory.

Although it would not be said to be fear.

But a man who can't be locked by Wakatsuki Samurai's level of strength to perform twisting skills!Should he hit him with the head? !
Chu Jianquan beside him didn't speak, but looked at the warrior's legs beyond the smoke, and squinted his eyes.

The first meeting of ancient Jiu-Jitsu and modern Aikido masters, his understanding of the human body is not inferior to that of top surgeons.

In his eyes, that kind of movement is not like a reflexive twitch, but more like adjusting the angle by using the appearance of twitch?

"Boom!"

From the auditorium of the Deadly Arena, one of the samurai's legs could be seen twitching, and then he suddenly raised his knee and crashed into the smoke!
After the explosive sound of physical collision, a figure's left palm was emitting green smoke, and the smoke was blown out by the huge impact force.

The hem of the clothes brought out a few trails of smoke and dust in the air.

Immediately afterwards, the bursting airflow blew away the concrete dust.

It reveals the Wakatsuki warrior who is still embedded in the wall horizontally, but is already in the posture of pushing his hips and raising his knees.

"Fortunately, I still have my left hand for defense, and I don't have double fists." Bai Tangjing, who was knocked out of the smoke, smiled, and casually blew away the blue smoke from his palm. It's terrible, uncle."

"Plop - say 'scary', spit." The samurai turned over and fell from the wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood, staring at the young man not far away, "You are the one who is scary!"

"It's really hurtful, uncle." There was an evil smile on the corner of the young man's mouth, and he danced lightly, "Although, I can't refute it, so-"

The sound of feet rubbing against the sand can be heard.

The samurai's pupils contracted suddenly, and he tried hard to search for the trace of Baitang mirror, but he found nothing except the spiral pattern on the ground where the boy had just stood.

"This is from that Kiryu Setsuna in the last round?!"

The boy who had sneaked into the blind spot of vision reappeared in the senses of the samurai, within arm's length!
The rotating palm collided with the hastily raised left arm.

"Pa-woo!"

The unique clear and crisp collision sound of Rakshasa palms was mixed with the pained cries that Wakatsuki warrior was holding back.

Even the fifty-two times ultra-high-density muscle tissue is too fragile in the face of the techniques specialized in physical destructive power and the power of Baitangjing!

The entire solid left arm was like a towel that had been wrung dry, and the muscles of the fingers, palm, and forearm were directly messed up into a bundle!

"ended."

The boy thought in his heart.

First, there was a high-intensity fist fight, and then the back of the head was hit, and then the upper body was bombarded by heavy straight punches at high speed for nearly half a minute, and finally the left arm was messed up again.

Not to mention a mere pair of muscle armor, even a solid iron man should be dismantled to pieces!

However, Bai Tangjing found out after hitting Rakshasa Palm that he was in excruciating pain that was almost equivalent to sending his arm into a meat grinder.

Samurai Wakatsuki, this thick and solid man, did not waver in his eyes!

In those eyes, the fighting heart and desire to win are burning like a raging fire, which is worthy of the name [Tiger]!

Blood was spilling from between the lips and teeth.

The body is creaking like a worn-out old machine.

But this man, in such a state, turned around and stepped on the sole of the boy's foot that hadn't evacuated.

"Fortunately, Master Takemoto has found a way to crack this step." While muttering, his resolute and steady face disappeared, like dew in the morning.

What replaced it——was the hideousness and ferocity of fighters!
The right hand is clenched into a fist!

"Little devil!"

"Come and taste this punch!"

The left foot holding Bai Tangjing cannot move, and the attacking hand is the right hand, so it is impossible to form a rebel stance, and it is impossible to hit the super heavy blow technique.

Could it be that you thought an ordinary fist could knock me down?

With the internal force of the dragon's blood running, Bai Tangjing didn't feel that this punch would pose a threat to him.

But suddenly, a familiar change occurred in the movement model of Wakatsuki warrior marked by the brain on the retina.

Among the densely packed muscle tissue, there is such an inconspicuous bundle that is climbing towards the red color that represents "high energy"!
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