Budo: Age of Chi

Chapter 63 Victory

Zhu Yanghong looked down upon Meng De with his arms outstretched, and the wound on his waist and abdomen was closed into a thin line by his powerful control. If you didn't look carefully, you really thought his injury had healed.

"Now, do you think you can beat me?"

"Huh~"

Meng De let out a chuckle, relaxed his mind, and his breath suddenly rose sharply.

High-level body refining realm!
"what?!"

Zhu Yanghong's eyes burst out, he couldn't believe it.

"If I hadn't suppressed it desperately, I would have entered the high-level body training realm long ago.

Zhu Yanghong, don't dream, relying on a little improved physique, you want to come back?
It's ridiculous, if you don't work hard to polish your martial arts, just rely on your foundation, but it's just those outsiders who rely on their age to get ahead. Facing real danger, they have no ability to resist at all. "

Meng De sneered, and also learned the technique of attacking the mind, and at the same time felt a pity in his heart.

This breakthrough is not full and overflowing, and the breath is a bit vain, and it takes a few more days to settle.

Poured a lot of tonics into the body, all the resources and energy were used to build himself, and there was almost no entertainment. How could such a Mengde not have the ability to break through in battle!

In the past, it was just unnecessary. When the critical moment came, Meng De would not hide it.

He wants to shine, strive for more investment, and need more resources to fill his bottomless pit of consumption.

"I do not believe!

Even if you break through to the high-level body refining state, so what, every progress in the viscera state is greater than the body refining state, I will defeat you! "

Zhu Yanghong was not reconciled, the veins on his body exploded, the skin membrane was thick, and the muscles were congested and swollen, like a general in armor, launching a charge.

Boom boom boom!
The sound of heavy footsteps came from the steel arena, Zhu Yanghong rushed in front of Meng De and shouted:
"Broken Jade Fist!"

There were a few bloody openings on his fist, which was caused by too much internal energy pouring in, causing the body to be unable to bear it.

This is really the limit, if this continues, not to mention defeating Meng De, he will not even be able to keep his own hand, and Wu Dao will be ruined!

One can imagine the future of a warrior who lost his right hand.

Maybe, even the college entrance examination will be affected, the aura of elites will fade, and they will become ordinary.

In the age of true qi combined with technology, medical treatment is indeed powerful, whether it is re-cloning a hand, or seeking some precious medicine that can produce bones, it can be restored.

But the impact of losing his right hand is really unbearable for ordinary people. A family working together may not be willing to bear this price.

Don't look at the relative cheapness of cloning a hand, tailor-made, even can't see the problem.

But this has become a weakness, and it is necessary to re-train the inner breath, spend a lot of time, energy and resources to maintain this hand, so as to achieve the same strength of the body.

The follow-up price is actually the heaviest.

Suiyu Suiyu, as expected of Suiyu Fist, has similarities with Seven Injuries Fist. It not only crushes the enemy, but also smashes its own imprisonment, displaying extraordinary combat power.

Meng De's face was serious, and he didn't dare to underestimate this blow.

At this moment, Zhu Yanghong has surpassed himself, sublimated to the utmost, and blasted out the most powerful punch ever.

Meng De didn't want to fight hard, but it was really hard to dodge.

He was too fast, and his agility was a little faster than his own.

But this gap, coupled with the limitations of the arena, played a vital role.

With folded arms, the iron fist fell.

Bang!
Meng De was beaten upside down, and a purple fist mark appeared on his arm.

This force was so strong that it even passed through his arm and hit Meng De's chest.

It's a pity that Meng De could not be completely defeated after all.

The Qi and Blood Dragon with the Five Dragons Holding the Pillar has both offense and defense, and has a great iron cloth shirt. Zhu Yanghong can only injure him, but he cannot determine the outcome.

However, Zhu Yanghong thought he had seen hope, his eyes lit up, and he ran quickly.

"Your eagle claw grabbing hand is indeed powerful, and with that strange martial arts, it can break my elephant armor, but you also need to have a gap for this attack.

As long as I keep attacking, I don't believe you can break through my Broken Jade Fist and scratch my body again.

Even if you exchange injuries with me, I won't suffer! "

Meng Dezhen's arms were numb, and he kept releasing his strength. His face was very calm, and he could see that Zhu Yanghong was supporting himself.

"Stop it, you won't last long, do you really want to abolish your own hands?"

Zhu Yanghong didn't answer, but the attack became more and more fierce, and the blood burst from the bloody mouth.

Even under the pressure of the powerful inner breath, it spurts out from time to time.

"Stubborn!"

Meng De's eyes turned cold, and he decided to decide the outcome as soon as possible.

He still has to hunt monsters, he can't be injured too badly here.

The inner breath circulated crazily in the body, the qi and blood boiled, and the reddish mist wrapped around his body.

The wind follows the tiger, the cloud follows the dragon, and the blood dragon swims in this light red cloud, as if it really came alive, extremely agile.

Especially the big dragon surrounding the torso, the blood-red scales reflect the light, and the scales rub against each other, clanging like metal armor!
When the spine moves, the power is mobilized, the strength is integrated, and the body coordination is extremely strong.

After all, Meng De chose to use the Dragon of Qi and Blood, desperate to lose part of his Qi and blood background, and also to defeat Zhu Yanghong.

Otherwise, if it continues, neither of them will end well.

"Eagle Claw!"

The acupoints of the five fingers are stimulated, the inner breath is injected, the skin and flesh are firm and firm, and the dragon claws on the fingertips are sharp.

Stop defending, grab forward.

Bang!
Meng De flew upside down again, and was hit by Zhu Yanghong's Broken Jade Fist in the center of the mouth.

The outcome has been decided!
He turned over and stood up again, like an unbeatable god of war, only his pale face showed that he was also seriously injured.

However, with the blood dragon and the iron cloth shirt reducing the damage, he didn't hurt the root, resting for half a day and a night, he is another hero.

On the other hand, Zhu Yanghong still kept his punching posture, and the dragon scales wounded his fist fingers with more fine blood, and the bones could be seen deep.

On the left side of the abdomen, a large piece of flesh was opened, and the belly had already been disembowelled, and the viscera could be clearly seen.

A piece of intestine protruded from the bloody wound. Zhu Yanghong looked down, lost consciousness, and fell forward.

Mengde stepped forward, supported his body, and made him fall on his back to prevent more internal organs from leaking out.

He still kept his hand, not tearing off the whole piece of flesh and blood from the abdomen, nor did he go deep into the abdomen and tear off the intestines.

Now turn over the torn skin and flesh, it can cover the belly like a lid.

"Still saving people?"

Meng De stood up and said coldly.

"I can't guarantee how long he can last."

Many spectators in the audience just woke up like a dream. Some daily maintenance staff of the base came to the stage, and some people moved over the stretchers that had been prepared nearby.

After doing a simple examination and cleaning and bandaging, a medical staff fed Zhu Yanghong a grain of Guyuan Dan, and said:
"Send him to Academy City, the conditions here are not good for him to undergo surgery."

Zhu Yanghong was carried away. After all, he was in the visceral environment with strong vitality. It would not be a big problem, and his life could still be saved.

The remaining group of medical staff examined Meng De, who was seriously injured.

However, most of the wounds were skin trauma, and there was a slight bone fracture, which did not affect the combat effectiveness, but the consumption was very high, and it would be enough to recuperate for a long time.

Bone fractures are a bit more troublesome, but it doesn't affect Meng De's hunting of demons.

(End of this chapter)