Global Thriller: My Organs Have Their Own Minds

　　But when he looked at himself, his eyes were filled with greed for his prey.

　　It is clear.

　　This treacherous man who is obsessed with fighting has made him his favorite prey.

　　"........."

　　Without speaking, Lin Hun silently clenched his fists.

　　"Haha! Very good! Then... I'm here!"

　　Seeing his action, Boxing Demon let out a wild laugh, his figure flashed, and he had already rushed in front of Lin Hun.

　　"Die!"

　　The thick fist clenched and slammed out.

　　At this moment, Lin Hun felt that the entire space was filled with this huge fist.

　　The huge pressure caused the shadow doubles covering him to splash with wavy ripples.

　　"Is this the black plague?"

　　Feeling the pressure of the fist that made him unable to breathe through the shadow stand-in, Lin Hun suddenly realized that he was being careless.

　　This black catastrophe-level boxer, even if his strength is suppressed to the blood level.

　　His strength is not something that can be countered by the usual blood-level treacherousness.

　　Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Hun didn't hide it, and directly released the ability of Soul Hand.

　　It's just that he didn't release the soul hand outside, but directly superimposed it with the shadow double attached to himself, and merged into the shadow double's hands.

　　As if water and ru blend.

　　The fusion of soul hand and shadow double did not produce the slightest rejection.

　　Even in Lin Hun's perception.

　　With the fusion of the Soul Hand and the Shadow Stand, he felt a wonderful sense of satisfaction and completion.

　　But he did not indulge in this wonderful feeling.

　　Instead, he suddenly threw his fist, a fist to defend the fist of the fist ghost.

　　boom!

　　The twisted air volume spreads in all directions with a thick spiritual force.

　　The ring that bears the brunt is the first to suffer.

　　One after another huge cracks spread in all directions from the position where the two stood.

　　A stream of blood gushed out from the crack, and skeletons continued to drill out of the crack, trying to escape some kind of bondage.

　　But just as they poked their heads out of the crack, they were blown into pieces by the violent fist wind in the ring, and the dead couldn't die any longer.

　　Bang bang bang!

　　The muffled sound kept coming.

　　Lin Hun's fist and Quan Gui's fist collided non-stop.

　　The surging shock wave surged like a tidal wave (Zhao's).

　　The cracking of the ring was even more serious, and the fence around the ring made an overwhelmed twisted moan.

　　".〃 Yes! Yes! That's it! Haha! He is indeed my favorite opponent, but Xueli has such power, it's great!"

　　The fists turned into phantoms, and the hair was rising like flames. The fist ghost's mouth was spraying with high-temperature turbidity, but his eyes flashed with excited blood.

　　He has not encountered such an interesting opponent for a long time.

　　Although this opponent's strength is very weak now, his strength is very strong.

　　And that kind of power is very peculiar, somewhat similar to the power of the hand of punishment that has disappeared for a long time, but also contains an inexplicable scorching power.

　　Under the confrontation of this force, even He felt a slight tingling from his fists.

　　But this pain not only did not make him timid, but made him even more excited. .

Chapter 160

　　"What a sick guy..."

　　Looking at the excited fist ghost, Lin Hun narrowed his eyes slightly.

　　At this time, he was also full of firepower.

　　The fusion of soul hand and shadow double.

　　It seemed to him that he had opened the door to a new world.

　　He felt that he had entered an inexplicable state of "completeness" at this time.

　　The power of the main body's organs, through the action of the soul hand, is connected to the shadow doubles in the outer layer.

　　With the fusion of the power of the organs, the fit between the shadow stand-in and itself becomes higher.

　　It felt as if he was driving a Gundam that required manual operation at first, but now he is using an eva that integrates man and machine.

　　Become more like an arm.

　　In the fist fight with the fist ghost again and again, Lin Hun felt that his various strengths were being tempered and forged.

　　It seems like a rough embryo is being forged into a peerless edge.

　　"That's nice! That's nice! You're nice! You're more interesting than any opponent I've ever met!"

　　Compared to Lin Hun's composure, the boxing ghost's state gradually became mad.

　　In His eyes, Lin Hun's face seemed to be constantly transforming, not only changing into those forty-one beings who were tied with Him.

　　And as the time of 273's fight progressed, the familiar faces were constantly shattering.

　　That was the manifestation that Lin Hun was transcending these existences.

　　This also made the boxer even more excited.

　　"It feels good to have an opponent!"

　　Do your best to control your own power, not to let your own power break through the bloody limit.

　　Boxing Ghost's thoughts seem to have returned to the era when there was a lack of hand-to-hand combat in the ring.

　　He was still alive then.

　　But his daily life was no different from death.

　　Fight, kill, eat, mate.

　　He is like a machine that only knows how to kill, constantly repeating the same life.

　　But this life did not make him despair.

　　Instead, he was addicted to it.

　　He likes the punch to the flesh, he likes the sound of bones shattering.

　　The screams of the opponent made him intoxicated, and the screams of the audience excited him.

　　He is a born gladiator.

　　But he was still human after all.

　　It was not until one day that a group of heavily armed officers and soldiers rushed into the arena and poured crossbows at him, that he realized that human beings are so fragile.

　　Unwilling, angry, resentful.

　　Negative emotions formed flames one by one, using his last life as fuel, igniting a certain door to terror.

　　The inexplicable existence gushing out devoured all the humans who annihilated his lair.

　　These well-fed fellows were not satisfied and wanted to turn around and devour him, the master who opened the "door".

　　But at this time, he has completed a new resurrection with a lot of energy pouring out of the door.

　　He is now inhuman.

　　Incarnate Himself as Him.

　　Use a pair of iron fists to kill the opponent on the left and right.

　　With blood on his fists, he did not choose to go to the world, but followed this burning passage to the world of the dark side.

　　Started a new life for him.

　　fighting life.

　　boom!

　　Heavy fists slammed together again.

　　The fist ghost couldn't hold back the fighting spirit in his body any longer, so he untied the shackles.

　　call!

　　Accompanied by the black arrogance rising into the sky.

　　The entire arena was transformed into an iron cage shrouded in black flames.

　　"Forehead!"

　　In an instant, Lin Hun felt a strong suppressing force, and the terrifying suppressing force made the bones of his whole body creaking, as if they were about to shatter.

　　But at this moment, a new prompt suddenly came from his mind.

　　[Your bones feel the oppression, which means that there is oppression there, there is resistance, your bones have awakened the attribute: unyielding, do not let your spine bend down in any (bfdd) treacherous, the stronger the pressure, the more your bones will become. hard. 】

　　Kaka!

　　Accompanied by the sound of bones rubbing against each other, Lin Hun, who was a little hunched because of the pressure, stiffened his body abruptly.

　　He looked at the surprised Fist Ghost, and grinned, revealing his white teeth.