Human account is forced to full level

The strong man with long braids in crimson cloth shook his head slightly.

He rushed to Japan from the United States overnight, and he had just returned from the Dome Underground Arena.

He went to see someone, hoping to have a hearty battle that might cost his life, but unfortunately...

got rejected.

Lie Haiwang gave a rare sigh: "I went to see Miyamoto Musashi."

Immediately, the single hand holding the teacup tightened slightly, and after a moment of silence, Yudi Kemi said with a serious expression.

"...Mr. Lie, do you want to 'fight' with Miyamoto Musashi?"

"Well, that's right. Fighting the legendary strong man, gaining experience from it, and improving my own martial arts level are things I've always dreamed of. It's nothing strange."

Lie Haiwang said calmly with his expression unchanged.

"I've also met with the other party. It is indeed a man who is too strong to foul, but...the other party refused."

"why?"

Hearing this, Yuji Katsumi was startled instead.

Because although he hadn't seen the other party in person, just from the video he saw on TV, he was sure that that powerful man would never refuse the challenge of others.

And the next answer from the other party made him feel even more stunned.

"I recently realized that I am a bit weak, and I am not worthy of the title of Wushuang Tianxia, ​​so Wuyan accepts the competition of others and needs to seriously think about my own swordsmanship."

King Lie Hai said seriously word by word, and completely reproduced the answer he heard at that time.

"That's what he said at the time...Mr. Kemi, don't you think it's ridiculous? Such a man with an aura like a ghost would call himself 'weak'?!"

"This is really unbelievable."

Touching his chin with the only remaining left hand, Katsumi Yuji was meditating with doubts on his face.

Even if he didn't think that he would definitely lose to the man named Miyamoto Musashi, he was weaker than the other man, an obvious fact that he couldn't deny in his heart.

If such a man is weak, then what is he?

Disabled at the first level? !

"By the way, by the way, my adoptive father also went to see that Miyamoto Musashi last night." As if he suddenly remembered something, Yuji Katsumi said.

"Mr. Dubu? He is an undisputed strong man, so he should have asked for a competition. What's the result?"

"no result."

Shaking his head, looking at the stunned opponent, Katsumi Yuji leaned back, sank into the sofa, looked at the ceiling above his head, and explained in a helpless tone.

"He said last night that he was going to the Tokugawa Mansion, but later I confirmed from the old man that he didn't know why, so he didn't go at all. Instead, he came back very late in a mess, asked him what happened and didn't say anything. Just fell asleep."

Moreover, I don't know if it's his illusion, but his adoptive father seems to have grown taller.

Yuji Katsumi thought in confusion in his heart.

"However, I saw that there were no wounds on his body at the time, so I didn't care about it, but he was still lying in bed this morning. This is the first time I have seen it in so many years... What's wrong, Lie Haiwang?"

Katsumi Yuji, who had started to tell about his family affairs unconsciously, looked at the man in front of him, and at some point pulled out a sharp knife from his back clothes, with a serious expression on his face.

He couldn't help but asked softly in doubt.

"Mr. Kemi, something is wrong."

Standing up slowly from the sofa, King Lie Hai stared closely at the door of the room that he had locked beforehand, and replied solemnly in a low voice.

"It's too quiet, I can't hear the sound from the direction of the dojo, and... there is a smell of blood."

Hearing this, Yuji Katsumi finally sensed the abnormality, and frowned deeply.

As the curator here, he certainly knew that those students would never stop to rest at this point.

Although he has a martial arts talent that ordinary people can't match, and has gradually caught up with those seniors step by step, he is still too young, lacks qualifications, and does not have enough experience to deal with any emergencies like Lie Haiwang.

So, imitating King Lie Hai, Katsumi Yudi, who was in a relaxed state, immediately tensed up, also slowly stood up from the sofa, and turned his front to the door of the room.

"Could it be another death row prisoner who escaped from prison, come to my place to make trouble?"

Yudi Kemi frowned slightly.

"It's possible, but it doesn't feel like it, Mr. Kemi, my instinct is constantly sending me unprecedented danger signals."

A drop of cold sweat trickled down from Lie Haiwang's forehead.

The long-tempered horse stance has already unfolded, and the right leg that was bitten off by Pi Ke and turned into a prosthesis is also very firmly pressed against the floor.

"...There seems to be something outside the door."

The words just fell.

The next moment, a hand big enough to crush a head suddenly pierced through the thick door.

Sawdust flew across, and the aura that was so violent that it was not human-like surged forward, which shocked the two people in the room into a cold sweat.

Then, as if he were dealing with a plastic board or a thick piece of paper, he grabbed the doorknob with his big hand, pulled the entire door out of the door frame easily, and smashed it on the passage wall behind him.

Wooden boards, deeply embedded with cement stone bricks.

A frighteningly strong, two-meter-tall figure walked into the room.

Two thick arms like telephone poles hang down naturally, covered with scales like fish scales, exuding a black metallic luster.

The naked upper body was spattered with some sticky blood, and the sharp claws were even covered with minced human flesh.

A familiar black patch concealed the blind eye.

A non-human double pupil, and Katsumi Yuji who was stunned, met their eyes.

The burly figure who was once named "Foolish Land alone" grinned.

It said hoarsely.

"Katsumi, let's push karate...to a higher peak!"

Chapter 160: Parasite, Distortion, Evolution 5K2

"Boom boom boom!"

A rapidly flying figure smashed into the wall, blood spattered, but the momentum remained undiminished.

Reluctantly adjusted his posture in mid-air, and landed on the ground with the skill of jacking down.

The muscles of the legs were completely tensed, and the prosthesis and left foot made two deep marks on the floor.

"Whoa, whoa—"

He was panting violently, as if his lungs were about to burst.

Lie Haiwang, whose vision was blurred by the blood flowing from his forehead, concentrated all his energy and raised his arms to protect his chest, and received an iron fist that followed with extreme precision.

"Bang!!!"

A huge muffled sound resounded through the dojo, and the sound waves generated even directly shattered the glass on the entire floor.

A figure covered in blood flew backwards rapidly again, and its legs were firmly in contact with the floor, in order to relieve force and increase friction to the greatest extent.

In the end, his strong back slammed into the wall on the other side of the dojo, creating a pit full of cracks.

"Cough cough, cough, poof!"

A mouthful of thick blood was finally spurted out uncontrollably, and there were some broken internal organs mixed in it.

With his arms hanging down weakly, Lie Haiwang, who still maintained the Zamabu posture, not letting himself fall, leaned against the wall behind him almost exhausted, looking forward with tired eyes.

And it wasn't until this moment that he realized where he had been sent flying.

This is the dojo where the Shenxin Guild Hall is used for training.

In the past, no matter what day it was, there would be hundreds of students working hard here to practice their skills, but now...

Corpses are everywhere.

Severed limbs, large intestines, blood, heads, and corpses that were torn in half forcibly portrayed this place as a scene of hell that challenged the three views of modern people.

Even Lie Haiwang, who practiced martial arts all the year round, still couldn't help the urge to vomit.

"Lie, after receiving this punch, your arm bone is completely shattered, so you don't need to continue standing."

The burly figure with all the memories of "Foolishly Stand alone" walked slowly, stomped on a head on the ground at random, said in a hoarse voice, and carried a man who lost both arms in his left hand and had a dull gaze.

That is Yudi Kesi.

Already died in battle.

A broken knife was stuck on Yudi Dubu's shoulder, and a sharp flying knife was stuck on his forehead, all of which were pulled out by him at will.

Then, the wound began to heal rapidly.

"Did you see? I can be reborn even if I have a broken limb, but your broken bones can't be healed. This is the gap and limitation of race. Give up resistance and join us."

"...Mr. Dubu, did you kill the people here?"

Lie Haiwang said with a dry voice.

"This is the headquarters of the Shenxinhui, and it is also your life's hard work."

"It's because they don't live up to their expectations. They are so weak that they are not qualified to be my 'similar'."

Yudi Dubu, whose scales began to cling to his face, did not change his flat tone at all.

"However, you are different from Kesi. You are qualified, especially you Lie Haiwang. The rare martial art inherited from the ancient country, after being transmitted to my god through memory, will definitely bring a certain degree of 'novelty'."

"god?"

Lie Haiwang repeated with difficulty, doubts flashed in his tired eyes.

The pool of blood under his feet was expanding, and life was constantly flowing from the wounds all over his body, but he didn't care at all.

He was just silently watching the burly figure that was constantly walking towards him. In his greatly changed appearance, he could still see the outlines and familiarity of the previous facial features, but his breath was so strange.

He couldn't understand what happened to the other party.

But whether it is genetic mutation or human body modification, it doesn't matter now.

After taking a long breath, Lie Haiwang no longer leaned against the wall, but took the initiative to take a step forward, reluctantly pulled the corner of his mouth, and said.

"Come on, monster, let's go on."

"Oh?"

Yudi Dubu raised his lower eyelids in surprise.

The instinctive consciousness aggregate composed of tentacles couldn't understand the reason for the behavior of the carbon-based creature in front of him, but the part of the memory of being a boxer recognized such behavior from the bottom of his heart.

"...Lie, as a boxing hero, your arms are already crippled, how can you still fight me?"

"It's okay, I still have legs."

Lie Haiwang smiled weakly and said: "Don't underestimate me, Lie Haiwang."

Looking at the posture of the warrior, the memory of the human part of the burly figure was greatly touched.

After all, the individual it is now parasitic on is a guy who has practiced karate all his life and is revered as the "God of War".

But it's a pity, after all, it's just a touch.

You must know that those animals successfully parasitized by the black tentacles from Karthus will be fundamentally distorted and strengthened, and then evolve deeply to far exceed the upper limit of the original race.

But no matter how strengthened it is, it can only be regarded as a "puppet".

And if the parasitic object is an intelligent life, the dark tentacles can not only acquire all of its memories and abilities, but also retain the consciousness of the parasitic object to a certain extent in a form similar to symbiosis, but completely distort and change its personality.

Then target the three elements of distortion, strengthen the body and soul in all aspects, and achieve the effect of maximizing the ability of the parasitic individual, and...

The dark tentacles will instinctively accumulate the acquired "knowledge" and "technology".

They, too, will evolve.

"impressive."

Yudi Dubu commented like this.

Then, holding the thick arm of Katsumi Yuji who had died in battle, dozens of pitch-black tentacles suddenly drilled out, completely wrapping around the corpse that lost both arms, and then...

They blend.