From fist wishes to blade teeth, JOJO

The speed of Shun Tiesha is very fast, but it is a pity that it moves in a straight line, which makes it difficult for Tiantian to face the cold sky of Yu Lei's zero-speed lightning flash.

At the same time, the ultra-extreme reflex nerves brought by Aguya made him buckle on Wang Ma's incoming wrist, and then violently twisted, Wang Ma's arm joints suddenly made a cracking sound.

"Technology!"

"What I want to see is the Erhu technique that you are proficient in!"

"What's the use of running wildly by God all the time?"

"Even if you explode your potential again, can you still be stronger than my body?"

Leng Kong is really angry, does this person have a bag on his head?

Obviously he has mastered all the four majors of Erhuliu, and even comprehended the profound meaning, but he just doesn't need it!

He also clearly knows that his body is at an absolute disadvantage compared to himself, but he still has to forcibly squeeze his heart and his own hard steel!

Don't you just look down on Erhuliu technology so much?

But the key, what you are using now is the Erhu technique!

His fingers pinched the artery in Oma's wrist, and he kicked him more than ten meters away with a fierce kick.

"Cough cough."

"Impossible, Erhuliu is so weak, how could I lose to you!"

The blood was coughed up desperately, but the Ten Ghost Snake King Horse was still improving its magical power.

Boom!

Boom!

A violent beating sound that was more intense than before exploded from his chest, and when he raised his head again, the whites of his eyes were already scarlet.

"I will defeat you and prove that the two tigers are no better than this!"

The heart rate increased further, and the cardiovascular load further increased, which made Wang Ma even more insane.

At this time, there is only one desire in his heart, and that is to defeat, to defeat the muscular man in front of him who uses the Erhuliu King Kong type, so as to prove that his obsession all along is not wrong!

He is not wrong!

Because the Erhu who used the Erhu style died in front of him so weakly back then.

The two tigers are nothing but this!

"Roar!"

The corners of his mouth were pulled back to the limit, exposing his white teeth stained red with blood, Ouma roared unconsciously, and his body rushed towards the cold air again.

"Go to hell, Erhu!"

The body turned into a bloody light and appeared in front of Leng Kong, squatting slightly to gather strength, and the next moment he jumped up and hit Leng Kong's face hard with the tip of his elbow.

"So you're an idiot!"

"He's obviously a slender guy, but he insists on giving up his skills to match his muscular body?"

Leng Kong stretched out his big hand, and the jumping Ouma seemed to have sent his neck to his palm, and when he closed his palms, he lifted Ouma in the air.

"And why does defeating me prove that the two tigers are weak?"

"Obviously you are the heir of Erhuliu, okay?"

Leng Kong feels that this person has gone completely crazy, not only has he forgotten all the techniques, but his brain is also broken, because people with normal brain circuits can't figure it out at all!

"Hehe."

But how could Ouma, whose eyes were already filled with scarlet, be able to listen to people's words at this moment?

His throat roared unconsciously, his heart beat more violently, his body was hung by Leng Kong's hands, his waist twisted, and in the next second, his toes kicked Leng Kong's chin fiercely.

Leng Kong's head was raised by the terrifying force brought by the crushing life, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

It's not over yet, Ouma stretched his hands around the back of his neck while stepping out, grabbed Leng Kong's fingers and folded them violently.

Click

Leng Kong's index finger and little finger were instantly folded to the back of his hand.

It's a pity that the front of his right hand was twisted into a twist, and now he couldn't use much strength to move Leng Kong's thumb, so Leng Kong stuck in the air with his thumb, middle finger, and ring finger.

"Is it so cruel?"

Seeing that Ouma squeezed his heart hard, raised his strength to the same level as his own, and after breaking his index finger and little finger, he grabbed his remaining three fingers.

Leng Kong's eyes were instantly covered in pure black, he was about to release the ghost!

Dong dong dong

Compared with Ooma's beating heart like a bell, Leng Kong is the iconic beating of war drums.

The heart is like an engine. The difference in physical fitness between the two is too great. Even if Wang Ma loads up wildly, the essential gap cannot be overcome by just loading up.

With the sound of war drums, Leng Kong's body instantly turned dark purple, his muscles tensed, and his folded index finger and little finger bounced back to their original positions in an instant driven by the muscles.

"Since you desire power, then I will show you what real power is!"

The palm of the hand was strong, and the three times the force under normal conditions instantly pinched Oma's neck thinner. The moment the force was applied, Ouma's eyeballs popped out by one centimeter, as if they were about to explode at any time.

It also releases the potential of the body, but the power it brings is completely different.

Now no matter how hard Ouma tried, he couldn't move Leng Kong's fingers. At the same time, because the trachea and blood vessels in the neck were completely crushed, Ouma's face instantly turned purple and black.

At the same time, the eyeballs that were about to burst looked at the muscle monster in front of them as if they were seeing a ghost!

This power!

Does this terrifying force that is irresistible even if he unleashes his full body potential really exist?

Is this muscular monster really a human?

"Ho ho ho!"

There was an unconscious low whine from the throat, bloodshot eyes drooped from the corners of the mouth, and Leng Kongzi's arm was crazily pulled with both hands, but he couldn't shake it at all. In the end, because of the lack of oxygen in the brain, Ouma's consciousness fell into darkness in endless despair.

"So you didn't let me see Erhuliu's technology in the end!"

Leng Kong let go of his palm, and Ouma's body fell.

call out!

Bang!

But before landing, he was violently volleyed by Leng Kong, and was framed into the roadside mountain base.

"This kick is the price you pay for denting my car."

After seeing Ouma whose body had withdrawn from the state of relying on God, but whose mouth and nose were still crazily bleeding, he wiped the blood on his hands coldly, reopened the car door and sat in the driver's seat.

He knew how the genius warrior on the attribute panel was abolished.

What else but abuse of God?

Judging by the amount of bleeding, you can tell that the blood vessels did not burst this time.

This time the brain was further damaged, and it was basically hopeless.

But fortunately, the pure white space will keep the experience body in the strongest state, and it should surprise myself by then!

Put the ignition in gear and go home.

As for whether Ouma can hold on, whether he will die from a collapsed trachea or excessive blood loss, it depends on his own fate.

The frame was found by himself, and the consequences should be borne by himself.

Chapter 99 Two Tigers!

cuckoo

In the quiet and dark private driveway, there was no movement after driving away in the cold air, only the human body framed on the wall, with crazy bloody mouth and nose cooing.

"Ho!"

A panting sound that only a dying person can make suddenly sounded, and Ouma's eyelids trembled, and the eyeballs slipped back after rolling them.

"Suck."

The first time he regained consciousness was to inhale forcefully, but the suffocated black and purple face only took in a little oxygen.

The trachea has just been completely pinched in the throat of the cold air, leaving only the slightest gaps through which a little bit of oxygen can seep.

But this little oxygen can't meet the body's needs at all.

The palm of his hand slid across his neck, and Ouma instantly understood the desperate situation he was in now.

Strongly supporting the consciousness that was about to faint again, the little finger flexed and pierced his throat like lightning.

Two Tigers: King Kong Pole: Hugging the Bone!

puff!

The trachea is pierced with fingertips, air mixed with blood is poured in,

"Oh haha.!"

The whites of Wang Ma's eyes were turned up high, his lungs greedily absorbed the oxygen in the air and then circulated throughout his body.

"Hey again. Come back to life!"

Ouma tore off the flesh and blood covering the trachea, exposing the gap directly to the air, so as to prevent the blood from continuing to flow backward.

Only then did he press down on the side that was last violently volleyed by Leng Kong, and climbed out of the pit with difficulty.

The waist muscles were deeply sunken, and at least five or six ribs were broken.

But there was no sign of pain on Ouma's face.

Turning his eyes to the manor, he was relieved, and his fighting spirit was boiling.

"Zou Liu Yuan, Leng Kong, wait, I will prove in the boxing arena that I, the Ten Ghost Snake King Horse, is the strongest!"

"The strongest one!"

After speaking, he dragged his stump and limped, disappearing into the night step by step with bloody footprints.

And Leng Kong, who Wang Ma was thinking about, returned to the room and entered the pure white space after dinner.

"Ok?"

This will be looking at the experience body coming out of the gate, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Ouma's experience body looks very different from his real body!

If Wang Ma's personality is aloof, he is like a wounded lone wolf.

Then his experience body is a supreme martial artist who reveals the demeanor of a master, not at all full of murderous and hostile aura like the previous experience body.

The gap between the two is endless.

That's right, the experience body just stood still, exuding a guru aura similar to that of the martial artist Kuroki.

And not only the temperament is different, but also the appearance, the experience body also seems to be more than ten years younger than the main body.

A 16 or 7-year-old immature face rests on a strong body full of scars, but his eyes are particularly deep.

contradiction!

Very contradictory!

This made Leng Kong feel awkward no matter how he looked at him. His immature face was pressed against the body that had been ravaged by time, but his eyes revealed the aura of a master of martial arts.

This feels very incongruous!

"Why is it so surprising?"

The master-level experience body seems to have a little more activity. After it appeared, it did not immediately enter the CG plot to popularize its own genre to the host. Instead, it stood still and watched the cold sky quietly.

"Well, it was a bit of a surprise."

Leng Kong nodded, "The combination of your face, body, and temperament feels a bit awkward.

"Normal, you get used to it after watching too much"