Lee Sin's Bizarre Adventure

Bucciarati stepped forward without fear.

The steel chain fingers were waving the weapon tightly in their hands, making this ordinary thick wooden stick dance like a tiger.

The situation reversed instantly.

Anthony, who had been desperately trying to get Bucciarati to show up, actually felt an unspeakable pressure after he got his wish.

Staring directly into Bucciarati's calm and angry pupils, he actually had the illusion that he would definitely be defeated and die.

hateful.

Using such a mindless trick.

Anthony pursed his lips tightly, and his eyes gradually became firmer under the pressure:

In that case, let's have a fair fight!

Let's see if you can break through the blockade and attack me first, or if I can devour you before you succeed!

As soon as he finished speaking, the black-skinned toad suddenly stepped forward.

It stood firmly in front of Anthony, perfectly protecting its owner with its huge body.

At the same time, Bucciarati also approached under the protection of steel chain fingers.

finally

Bucciarati reached 7 meters in front of the black-skinned toad, which was the maximum distance that the long tongue could attack.

King of the River!

Steel chain fingers!

Two soft drinks sounded at the same time.

The dark red long tongue waved a phantom in the air like a flying colored drill.

In an instant, a strong wind came, and the phantom was so fast that it was hard to see clearly.

But the steel chain fingers can block it.

It accurately grasped the direction of the enemy's attack, and while running forward, it waved a sword light from bottom to top.

boom!

The wooden stick and the long tongue collided at high speed in mid-air.

Amidst the clear ringing sound, a dark red fish-shaped mark suddenly appeared on the wooden stick, and the larger and wider tongue suddenly flew backwards and backwards under the huge impact.

The arm holding the wooden stick with its steel chain fingers suddenly trembled, but its body movements as it sprinted forward were as steady as before.

The battle line advanced to the 6th meter.

Anthony covered his mouth subconsciously.

The blow just now was quite powerful, and his tongue was red, swollen and swollen in pain again.

But Anthony didn't stop fighting there.

The excitement brought by the head-on confrontation suppressed the pain, and the huge pressure of a life-and-death fight also forced out his potential.

He used his explosive mental power to drive his substitute to attack with all his strength.

The long tongue that had just been knocked away immediately twisted and turned quickly in mid-air, and in an instant it hit the person who was attacking from the front again.

It is extremely fast and its attacks are as swift as a shadow.

Steel Chain Finger swung again to meet the attack.

Snapped!

It's like a samurai fight in a sword and halberd movie, or a swordsman competition in a fencing competition.

The sword and the whip collided rapidly in the air, and then separated immediately after the blow.

The winner is still the steel chain finger.

At the cost of an extra fish-shaped mark on the stick, it once again repelled the enemy's invasion.

The battle front has already approached the 5th meter.

Come again!

Anthony also became violent.

Ignoring his injured tongue, he desperately drove the River King to continue his attack.

The flexible long tongue was like a poisonous snake that was completely enraged. It tightened its body in mid-air and suddenly exerted force, desperately biting towards the steel chain fingers.

Soon, the third tremor suddenly bloomed in the forest.

The number of fish-shaped marks on the wooden stick was superimposed to three, and in the next moment, it disappeared from the hands of the steel chain fingers.

4th meter.

The fighting power unleashed by that black-skinned toad should not be underestimated.

The tongue that was knocked away quickly turned back, blocking Bucciarati's path at all costs.

The steel chain finger raised the second wooden stick in its hand and struck again with its sword.

3rd meter.

At this time, Bucciarati was only two strides away from the big black-skinned toad.

He could even clearly see the hideous and terrifying mouth of the black-skinned toad, as well as the sharp and terrifying teeth in the mouth.

At this time, the two sides fought again, and the marks on the sticks reached two.

2nd meter.

The third mark appeared, and the second wooden stick was inexplicably swallowed by the flying tongue.

Last 1 meter.

In that short moment just now.

Bucciarati advanced 5 meters, and the steel chain fingers quickly engaged the enemy 6 times.

They lost two sticks picked up from the woods, and what they got in exchange was an opportunity, an opportunity to confront the enemy head-on.

Ali Ali Ali Ali!

The steel-chained fingers punched the black-skinned toad that was so close ahead without hesitation.

The blue fist shadow hit the big toad's fat and ball-like body like a violent wind, instantly causing waves of ripples and waves of flesh.

Well!

Anthony next to the big toad then let out a cry of pain.

At the same time, the big black-skinned toad staggered backwards uncontrollably.

this?

Bucciarati's pupils shrank.

He was somewhat surprised to find that the maximum firepower just erupted from the steel chain fingers did not seem to cause any serious damage to the enemy.

The big black-skinned toad quickly regained its balance after retreating slightly. The deformed meatball on its body swayed like jelly for a few times, and then quickly returned to its original shape.

It's like a ball of plasticine that won't break no matter how hard you knead it.

hehe.

Anthony wiped the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth and gave Bucciarati a bloody sneer:

Do you think the River King's body would be as easily injured as his tongue?

Let me tell you, its ability to withstand blows is stronger than you think!

What the avatar feeds back to the main body is the injury, not 100% strength.

Otherwise, if there were two stand-ins of Force A fighting each other, the main body would probably have been shocked to death by the original feedback power.

Therefore, the avatar actually has a hidden attribute - the ability to resist being hit.

The smaller the body, the worse the avatar's ability to withstand hits, such as the Sex Pistols:

As long as those six little guys were pinched with a little force, Mista, as the main body, would be seriously injured and vomit blood.

On the contrary, the larger the avatar, the stronger the ability to resist hits.

Just like the big black-skinned toad now, this guy has a wide face and a big mouth, and is as strong as an ox. He is ten feet tall and has a waist ten inches wide. He looks like a hill when he stands there, and the fat on his body is as thick as a city wall.

In the face of such a thick defense, the proud strength of the steel chain fingers became a complete joke.

Not good!

I just used my full strength, but I didn't expect that it could only cause slight damage to the body.

Bucciarati's expression became a little stiff.

The two wooden sticks have completely disappeared, and the attack opportunity finally created failed to cause the expected powerful damage to the enemy.

Nowadays, the steel chain fingers are defenseless, and if the blow continues, they can only use their bodies to resist.

no way

It's all here.

In this flash of lightning, Bucciarati made a quick decision.

He was already close to the big toad, and it was too late to retreat.

Since attacking the avatar has no killing effect, it is better to take a chance in this desperate situation and try to attack Anthony directly.

Thinking of this, Bucciarati immediately turned around.

Together with his steel chain fingers, he bypassed the obstruction of the black-skinned toad and charged towards Anthony, who was standing two meters away.

it's useless!

Anthony shouted with a distorted expression:

Now it's time for me to take action!

As soon as he finished speaking, the long and flexible tongue shot out again.

Now the steel chain finger has no weapons to use, and it originally had a fish-shaped mark on it, which has not had time to disappear until now.

In other words, as long as he is hit by that tongue two more times, the steel chain fingers will disappear from this world.

And at this critical moment.

Bucciarati stepped forward and blocked the steel chain fingers.

Humans absolutely cannot avoid the high-speed attack of the tongue, but it is still very easy to go up and get beaten.

Relying on his strong physique that he had developed over many years, Bucciarati quickly raised his left arm to block him in front of him, using his body to withstand the high-speed attack of the thick and long tongue.

The attack power of the black-skinned toad is not very strong, and is about the same as that of a trained human being.

Therefore, Bucciarati was only slightly injured after receiving this tough tongue, but he was still able to tenaciously continue to stand at the front.

I see.

I want to use my own body to help the stand-in block the knife, so that I can be hit by more tongues and bear more layers of marks.

But so what?

Anthony looked closely at the freshly baked red fish-shaped mark on Bucciarati's hand.

His eyes flashed with unusual excitement:

Since you want to block it, I'll let you block it!

Let's see if you can attack my body first, or if I can throw you into the belly of the River King first!

At this moment, Bucciarati and Steel Chain Finger were only two meters away from him.

But the distance of two meters is enough for that extremely fast long tongue to launch continuous attacks.

Come again!

In Anthony's nervous and excited shouts

Bucciarati charged forward with his substitute, and the long tongue of the black-skinned toad struck again.

Just like before.

But this time it was no longer the wooden stick that blocked the tongue, but Bucciarati's body, his arm that reached out actively.

Two floors!

Anthony was beyond excited.

He held his breath tightly, anticipating what was about to happen next.

King of the River!

The black-skinned toad suddenly popped out its huge dark red tongue.

The tongue attacked Bucciarati like lightning, so fast that it was frightening.

At this time, the steel chain fingers were rushing towards Anthony with all their strength.

It was as if it had completely forgotten about its owner who had two layers of marks superimposed on it. It only cared about protecting itself and letting its owner protect itself, completely ignoring the tongue that was flying over.

The roles of avatar and body seem to be reversed here.

then

Without any suspense, the tongue hit Bucciarati's arm for the third time.

On that arm, three dark red fish-shaped marks shone brightly in the dim light.

Hahahaha. It's now!

Eat him!

Anthony cried out excitedly.

The black-skinned toad suddenly opened its bloody mouth, and the invisible and terrifying power of space was activated instantly and silently.

at this moment

Bucciarati's left arm, the one that had received three attacks and was filled with three marks, disappeared.

However, all that disappeared was one arm.

He was only missing one arm, but he was still standing there perfectly fine, and even the next second he was going to kill Anthony with his steel chain fingers.

How can it be?!

Time almost stands still.

Anthony's expression also became extremely ugly.

It was as if he had signed up for membership and downloaded it, only to find that the resource he found was the complete collection of Calabash Brothers. He suddenly fell from heaven into hell, and was completely confused.

Why is Bucciarati fine, why did he only swallow one hand?!

River King's ability has always been to swallow marked objects whole.

Unless the object is really too big, it is impossible to have such an unexpected situation where it can only swallow part of it.

And, even more shocking is

After his arm was swallowed, Bucciarati not only showed no pain, but even the wound did not bleed.

It's like that arm isn't his.

Wait. Could it be?

Anthony was extremely shocked and thought of something.

Sorry, I lied.

Although I wanted to defeat you openly, I still secretly played some little tricks:

Bucciarati said calmly:

I wasn't hiding in the shadows picking up sticks, I was picking up arms.

This is actually the addict's hand, but I sewed it to myself with a zipper.

That is to say.

During the cold words, the figure with the steel chain fingers had already rushed in front of Anthony.

These words echoed in the almost stagnant time, like a death knell sounded by fate:

The guy who was swallowed by your substitute just now is not me at all!