Zhou Li prepared to pass through Dieshanli as soon as possible.

Without being chased by a group of red-eyed monks, without being chased by the aloof firework god Liu Kuang, and without being chased by the fairy Zhuge Qing who had his precious things stolen, Zhou Li felt that the difficulty of his speed-running through the mountains was no different from eating a piece of bread.

On the Body Forging Mountain, every time you walk a certain distance, you will be "attacked". This kind of attack is not an attack, but an indescribable beating, just like being repeatedly beaten by a meatball on a chopping board. People on the Body Forging Mountain will always be beaten by an invisible force.

This kind of beating cannot be avoided, you can only resist it. But this kind of beating will definitely not kill you with one punch, its strength will be just right, a little less than your limit, so that you can bear it, but the mental pain will be extreme.

If we don't withstand this kind of attack, we won't be able to move forward.

There was still 97 meters to go, and Zhou Li felt that he was no different from a chewy beef ball. In just meters, Zhou Li walked out with a feeling of King of Fighters . This feeling was mainly reflected in the fact that he was the unlucky guy who was hit by the King of Fighters character's Ten Cuts Infinite Combo.

No.

Zhou Li, who was knocked to the ground by an uppercut and a spinning kick, staggered to his feet and looked at Tang Wan with a ferocious expression.

Tang Wan held her stomach, rubbed it, and said with emotion: "It hurts so much."

Damn it, why?
Eighty punches in a row!
After being hit eighty times in a row, Zhou Li almost vomited last year's lunch. He half-knelt on the ground with fear in his eyes.

Jiang Li, who was standing by, casually endured the attack on his back, looked at Zhou Li, and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

Eight children!
After being grabbed sixteen times, Zhou Li's body kept spinning in the air, and finally fell heavily to the ground.

He struggled to get up, and the expression on his face had completely changed into that of a dragon.

Why···

Among the three people, Tang Wan would be punched in the stomach, and Jiang Li's body is very strong so he would be punched in the heart.

Only Zhou Li would be randomly selected to use a physical skill combo and beaten to death.

Eight Young Maidens, Rising Dragon Fist, Whirlwind Kick, 800-ton Gravity Punch, in short, all the moves that can be thought of, can't be thought of, and can't even be thought of were used on Zhou Li.

"This is fucking unreasonable!"

After suffering another series of attacks, Zhou Li stopped where he was. With bruises all over his body, he pointed at the ground and said in pain, "Why is there still Wing Chun?!"

After being beaten with Wing Chun, Zhou Li became completely furious.

Not like this.

Why are they all punching and kicking when we all go up the mountain together, while I'm playing King of Fighters 97?

Are you fucking reasonable?
"You can...resist it."

Jiang Li was also a little surprised at this time. She had seen the design ideas of Dieshan before. The attacks here were just right, with precise numerical fluctuations, and could be endured by people of all physical strengths. But it was the first time she had seen someone like Zhou Li who came up with a Rising Dragon Fist.

I guess this is the treatment Megatron would receive if he came.

You know, Jiang Li's physical strength is already terrifying, but the strongest physical training she has ever suffered is the iron hammer hitting her chest just now. And Zhou Li has already been lifted into the air and has been calmly performing infinite combos. If you don't know, you might think Zhou Li is performing stunts.

Is he so strong?

Zhou Li himself didn't know he was so resilient.

After taking a blow from the Black Tiger's heart-piercing punch, Zhou Li continued to move forward with a ferocious look on his face. He felt that it was no longer a question of whether to speed through or not. He now seriously suspected that Dieshan was trying to speed through him.

Fight for a while longer and your mother's positron cannon will come out. Now it is still fifty meters away from the top of the body-building mountain. Zhou Li has begun to consider whether his body after death will be worth a fortune when made into Chaoshan beef balls.

Tang Wan, who was standing by, was a little worried. She looked at Zhou Li and asked:
"Old Zhou, if you die, can I inherit your estate?"

"Call me dad now and I'll inherit your property."

Zhou Li said through gritted teeth.

After taking two more steps, Zhou Li suddenly felt a sense of relief. Just when he thought he was dead and that what he felt was all hallucination, a voice sounded in his ears.

"Man, I'm so sad."

A heavy elbow instantly knocked Zhou Li to the ground.

Damn you.

Tears of humiliation flowed down Zhou Li's face. He would never have imagined that one day he would be beaten to death by a mountain, using all the moves in his mind.

and many more.

Suddenly, Zhou Li raised his head sharply, and Tang Wan beside him even thought that there was a corpse here. Zhou Li slapped his head and said with great joy:
"Hehe, they're all fake!"

"It's over. There's no hope."

Tang Wan said firmly: "This is the late stage, it can be buried."

"No, no, no, you know a thing or two."

Zhou Li smiled evilly, stood up, closed his eyes, and said slowly: "These are actually illusions. I am just tempering my body mentally. In fact, my body has not been harmed, but my mind has been resisting the pressure."

Jiang Li on the side was shocked.

How did he notice it?

That's right, what Zhou Li said is correct. In fact, the body-building mountain trains the spiritual body. After all, if Zhou Li has been beaten all the time, he should have been reborn for the fifth time at this intensity.

But under such frequent beatings and constant pain, Zhou Li actually realized the true meaning of this mountain, which surprised Jiang Li. She never thought that Zhou Li would see through this so quickly.

"Fuck, who in the family knows Wing Chun?!"

Zhou Li cursed inwardly.

To be honest, he tolerated all the previous moves, thinking that maybe this attack method was too similar to his own. But when Wing Chun and the boss's elbow attack came out later, he couldn't hold it anymore. How could this be a normal human attack? This elbow and the Mamba Mentality were hard for the earthlings to think of. Do you think this was thought up by a cultivation civilization?
Isn't that fart?
Therefore, Zhou Li immediately held his breath and began to construct other beating methods in his brain. For example, cupping, scrubbing, bone setting, massage, beating on the third floor of the bath center, etc.
come on!

Zhou Li opened his eyes suddenly. He now felt that he was extremely powerful. As long as he could endure the milk rubbing, salt rubbing, vinegar rubbing, cupping, bone setting, massage, rehabilitation, and bathing on the third floor of the center, he would definitely win!
Zhou Li stood up with dignity and walked towards the top of the mountain facing the rising sun.

Took two steps.

He was hit by a dirty hand and flew up into the air.

"this···"

Jiang Li rubbed his hands aside and added tactfully: "It actually has nothing to do with what you think. What beat you up is mainly what you are used to, familiar with, and accustomed to. Your last-minute thought is meaningless."

Oh, you mean I am usually a idiot who pretends to be cool every day, gets beaten up by a sly hand, likes to use the Mamba elbow to hit people, pretends to be a Wing Chun successor to hit the water column when taking a shower, and imitates the King of Fighters' ultimate move after watching the King of Fighters video? (End of this chapter)

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