The Last Mecha

Chapter 155

A muffled thunder-like sound came out from Wu Gou's chest. At this moment, his two arms and Jiang Mulin's palms were intertwined, and he was still under the oppression of his opponent.

He stared, the blood in his dark eyes scattered, and after staggering Jiang Mulin's palm with his right hand, he bowed violently, his five fingers bent into claws and hooked fiercely towards the opponent's wrist.

Jiang Mulin calmly circled Wei to rescue Zhao, and moved his other arm halfway, moving it flat and straight to Wu Gou's wrist.

But Wu Gou's eyes sharpened accordingly, and he saw a deep blue under his body like thunder rolling, and he swiped diagonally to kick Jiang's hip.

Simultaneously playing the upper and lower lanes, Jiang Mulin hardly hesitated. He used all his strength with his feet. The mud-yellow trouser legs seemed to be passing through the border. He had a clear goal and wanted to grab Wu Hook's single foot to support his body.

So what about the two-way game, he wants to add one more!
People's attention is always limited, and in an instant, most of Jiang Mulin's attention was focused on the attacking leg, because this was the point Wu Gou had to save, and once he lost his balance, he would become a lamb at the mercy of others.

Compared with it, a little gain and loss between the hands and the crotch is not commendable.

However, a look of determination flashed across the young man's eyes, and his hooked five fingers suddenly caught the arm that Jiang Mulin pushed up in the opposite direction, and took advantage of this opportunity to lift himself up into the air.

Although dozens of previous failures had proved that facing an opponent of Jiang Mulin's level, it was not a good choice to vacate his body, but Wu Gou did it without hesitation.

He was already at a disadvantage.

The two dark blue trouser legs twisted up against Jiang Mulin's arms like a whirlpool, and there was a slight bone sound, but Jiang Mulin's eyes were still fierce, and a knee rose up and hit Wu Gou's lower abdomen.

Wu Gou spat out a mouthful of bloodshot white saliva. He held his breath and clenched his teeth. His legs that had been twisted along Jiang Mulin's arms suddenly let go. It hit him on the neck.

Deadly part!Extremely short distance.

All actions are only for this last step!
In front of him, for the first time in Jiang Mulin's eyes, there was a look that his life was in danger.

But unfortunately, only for a short moment.

He leaned back suddenly, bent his body into an exaggerated arc, and at the same time kicked his feet suddenly, and the whole person turned over more than half a circle in mid-air, and it turned out to be an upside-down carp.

The mud-yellow trouser legs came out at a slant, like thunder, kicking Wu Gou's neck back ninety degrees.

"Click!"

Wu Gou opened his eyes. It was obvious that he had lost again, and he was killed with one blow.

He gasped, stomped his feet and said to himself, "Old lunatic, why the hell did you beat me like this?"

But after scolding, he also showed a smile.

The last move to control the enemy was obviously a temporary idea, and a series of plots to take his life forced Jiang Mulin to jump out of his own domain and use the wisdom of fighting against Wu Gou.

This teacher is still a teacher, and the unexpected strange tricks are enough to learn for a long time.

But as long as he can be pulled to the same level as himself, there is no reason why he cannot win.

Moreover, it was not only the progress in martial arts theory, Wu Gou also felt that his Tiger Leopard Lei Yin seemed to be about to become before the battle.

The moment he was about to counterattack, subconsciously his chest rumbled and rolled, and for a moment it gave the illusion that his whole body was gathered into a small point, and then a force spread from the chest to the whole body.

He was able to force Jiang Mulin to do business on the spot, and this sudden tiger, leopard, and thunder sound had three points of credit.

As the first layer of Xingyi internal strength, it usually takes several years for ordinary people, and there are few shortcuts for such a solid thing.

However, under the hard top of various qi refining methods, he almost finished it in only three months.

Not a small gain tonight.

Wu Gou raised his eyes and looked at the night sky. The bright white crescent moon was hanging high. Judging from the height, there were still about three hours before dawn. He simply cleaned up the things in the courtyard, and walked away from the quiet Jiang Song Guoshu Museum.

Not for sleep.

He felt a little urgent, because after the last use of the memory core, the piece of martial arts unicorn sewn in his pocket had already produced a perceptible restlessness.

For Wu Gou, being able to climb up to the first-level tower of Tanwu is not only an extra backup, but also a sign that his own force has reached a higher level.

It was silent at night, and the city of Jiangsong was wrapped in sporadic dim lights. Wu Gou shuttled through several long streets, bypassing the yawning patrolmen in fur hats.

Mottled light and shadow hit him, and in a blink of an eye he came to the top of Sheshan Mountain, which belonged to his practice place.

He tore apart the cloth strips sewn with stitches, and the coin-sized metal core lay in the palm of his hand, and the faint fluorescence of blue and blue on it was like smoke in the dark night.

Then Tanwu Qilin began to vibrate on its own, and the ring-shaped light patterns swam across the surface at high speed like waves, and Wu Gou's palm unconsciously seeped a large amount of sweat.

Then came a slight tingling sensation, one point, two points at first, gradually forming lines and patches, pushing along his palm to the whole arm, and finally the whole body.

Suddenly, without any warning, a cyan arc in Wu Gou's eyes pierced the sky and lit up everything.

After the blue color covering the world dimmed, he blinked, and faint clouds and mists drifted in front of his eyes.

Wu Gou looked around, there was almost no vegetation on the stone surface under his feet, the bare rocks were continuous, and in the dark brown wall cracks, the muddy yellow water flowed along the cracks and fell into the abyss behind him.

On the top of the mountain with cliffs on all sides, under the layer upon layer of white clouds, there is a remote darkness, and there is no sound of water dripping, as if there is no end.

At this moment, the earth shook, and a towering shadow rose from behind Wu Gou, reaching straight into the sky.

He turned his head and saw that the stone tower leading to the cloud almost occupied the entire space in his field of vision.

Four pillars with a width of more than tens of feet support the layers of the tower. It is rough, serious, and concise, revealing indescribable violence and beauty, and it does not match any architectural style of human beings so far.

A pair of orange-yellow eyes opened quietly, and their condensed eyes were like nine-day thunder rolling down. The whole body was covered with cyan scales, and on the fiery red horns, jumping thunder flowers continuously exploded orange-yellow flames.

Majestic, sacred.

It is not the same as the description of Kirin in human mythology.

The boy's face was reflected in those terrifying eyes, and Wu Gou didn't dodge it, their eyes met, and time seemed to stand still.

Finally, the divine beast raised its front legs, and slapped its paws surrounded by streamers on the eaves of the first floor. Amidst the sound of vibrations, the protruding steps arched upwards, and finally landed at Wu Gou's heels.

The young man didn't hesitate, he opened his legs, and the moment the toe of his shoe touched the stone steps, the Tanwu Qilin raised its head and let out a roar that shook the world, even the clouds in the sky parted from the left and right.

The sunlight fell on him through the gap between the clouds, as if this was his stage.

(End of this chapter)