Just as I was about to happily follow suit and place my bet, my old friend suddenly intervened. Amid the chuckle of Lalma XIII, Katahara Metō looked at Oh Hyeriyo beside him with slight surprise, and then revealed a subtle smile. Wherever he looked, the elders from the evil ghost clan were staring at the figure in the field with bright eyes. All I see is my younger self. No, it's above that. Mietang, and His Highness Lalma, you are not insiders, and you may have noticed something, but you definitely won't see it as clearly as I do. Having observed his "cultivation" over the past few months... no, that no longer counts as cultivation. I don't see any possibility that this young man, who walked out of that Shura field, will fail. ——There is no doubt that my great-granddaughter Wu Huiliyang has a damn sharp eye. That child is the future of our "Wu". ........................ After just a few rounds, Gaolang Winsawad felt a sense of pressure.
There was an unprecedented and indescribable pressure coming from the man in front of her who was a whole generation younger than her. A watertight defense, an unbeatable counterattack, and a body of a god or ghost that cannot be broken at all. And that cold look in his eyes clearly seemed to be saying something. "——Hurry up and enter this life-and-death arena. Otherwise, this level is far from enough to defeat me." but. "...I have already entered the realm of life and death." There is no need to elaborate on the exquisite boxing skills that are invincible in the boxing world, as well as the vicious knee strikes, the iron elbows that are powerful enough to kill, and the well-honed kicking skills and joint-breaking techniques. Earlier, Gaolan Wensawad was still concerned about the dignity of that prince, and he was still pursuing to win grandly and beautifully, but unknowingly, he had already used deadly and risky moves one after another! Since ordinary attacks cannot hurt the enemy, then aim at the vulnerable joints, soft abdomen, acupuncture points, and the head and neck which have many vital points. All the glory and the pride of a boxer had been thrown behind him. Now, Gaolan Winsawad had already found his original wish in this young man. ——In other words, a hearty battle with an opponent of sufficient strength, with your life at stake! He then threw out a lightning jab that could be called a family heirloom, the speed of which was too fast to be captured by the naked eye, but it was still easily blocked. This was something Gaolang had foreseen. In an instant, his eyes widened, and then he struck out with a "Crescent Scimitar" - Step forward and hit the elbow!!! Generally speaking, in actual combat, Muay Thai masters will avoid using elbow techniques such as smashing elbows, which are too large and easily detected, and instead use hidden but non-lethal elbows and thrust elbows. However, how could the “Thai Fighting God” be just an ordinary master? His jab is the best in the world. Most people can only throw two or three jabs with power and speed, but he can throw fifteen in one breath! With such physical fitness, his elbow strikes are extremely fast and have incredible lethality! however.
"I can't reach it...why, why can't I reach it?" It was that strange situation again, as if the opponent had already reacted before he made his move. At this moment, Gong Yang Zhen made a move similar to the "Upper Dansuke" in karate, which deformed the opponent before the elbow knife arrived. follow closely. "Shua!——" Is it a sweep kick? After taking a slight breath, Gaolang used the same trick again and squeezed into Gong Yang Zhen's inner circle to avoid the damage, and took the opportunity to use the inner circle fighting killer moves such as knees and elbows. Unexpectedly, this time Gong Yang Zhen used not the familiar Muay Thai moves he remembered. "Click it." "?!" His knees bent to a strange angle in an instant, and then his calves were swung high, forming a high-pressure posture. During this process, the muscles slowly moved, and the slightly dislocated knee joint was instantly restored by inertia. At the same time, with inertia and the strength of the torso and legs, a gorgeous foot sword was swung down fiercely! Whip Rope Kick!!! The strong wind brought by the foot knife that went straight to his head made Gaolang feel as if his skull was about to be split open. No hard cap! This was Gaolang's reaction in an instant. He kicked the ground hard to escape. However, due to the previous tactical mistake, his position was already too deep! Just barely avoiding the head and shoulders, the foot blade drew a breathtaking arc in the air, followed by - [Heart of Steel - Passive - Huge Devour has taken effect, your maximum health has increased. ] A bloody wound was torn on Gaolang's chest and abdomen, and blood gushed out! “…Hu…Hu…” The arm and leg bones that the Thai boxer was so proud of already had some tiny cracks. This was the price for not being able to evade and block the punches from Gong Yang in time. Coupled with this deep cut, Gaolang was already covered with bruises! "...His movements are much more refined than the first round...This is natural. After all, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that he was just playing around back then." But I still didn't expect that his fighting skills were so advanced. Feeling his body slowly sinking into fatigue, Gaolang's heart gradually sank to the bottom. At the same time, I also felt an emotion called "confusion" rising in my heart. ...This is no longer just a simple combination of boxing and Muay Thai. Assassination, karate, Chinese boxing... Too many shadows appeared on Gong Yang Zhen's body, blending together so harmoniously, and the movements were so refined and smooth, this was no longer a simple martial art. Rather, a complex system has been formed.
A system that belongs uniquely to Gong Yang Zhen, and which he uses skillfully at this moment. Opposite him, Gong Yang Zhen slowly withdrew his strength and looked at Gaolan who was secretly gathering strength as if for a dying counterattack. For some reason, he suddenly remembered the days in Wuzhili. “…All the pain has now borne fruit, Sister Feng Shui.” "If it were the me in the past, I might not be able to see through this man, Gaolang Wensawad's extraordinary fast punches for a while." "But after that inhumanly torturous training, I am now able to fully capture it." ——This is a matter of course. From direct pistol shooting to sneak attacks between people in the market. That is the period when the ram's tensed muscles are not able to completely block the bullet and the bullet will penetrate into the muscle fibers. Under Wu Fengshui's shocked and ambiguous gaze countless times, Gong Yangzhen stood up again with bullet holes all over his body every time... and after several times, there would inevitably be fewer bullet holes. By the later stages of this training that could be described as Shura purgatory, Gong Yang Zhen's senses had reached a level that was difficult for humans to achieve. His eyes could observe the subtle muscle contractions of Wu Fengshui before he pulled the trigger from hundreds of meters away. His hearing can detect the assassin's position the moment the firing pin of a gun sounds, so that he can contract the muscles of his whole body and prevent the bullet from penetrating his body. Until one day, when Wu Fengshui was on a high building with his sniper eyepiece aimed at Gong Yangzhen's waist and abdomen, he sensed a vague premonition of crisis. When she was hiding behind the fence on the roof, her slender figure was instantly captured by Gong Yang Zhen. This "Magic Bullet Shooter" who was considered outstanding in the assassination team could no longer avoid the wolf's sight no matter how he hid. "...Dear Zhen, is this really something that humans can do?" "..." Not sure, maybe if someone else has the same vigorous vitality as Gong Yang Zhen, they can also try this indescribable and terrifying practice to verify its feasibility. But the facts proved that at least Gong Yang Zhen did it. He emerged from yet another round of purgatory, having gained a paradoxical power. "First of all"? "First of all"? "First of all"? "First of all"? I don't know whether it should be classified into these categories. But at this moment Gong Yang Zhen knew—— Next, it's time to end the battle. "From now on, I will be at the top of the fighting game." His eyes fixed, and as his mind was mobilized from his internal martial arts, he slowly penetrated, penetrated... Until a earth-shaking figure appeared in his mind. "We are all of the wild bloodline..."
Search Chapter 121 A New Peak is Born His hands, feet, arms, and legs were mostly bloody and swollen, and there was a deep bloody wound from his chest to his waist and abdomen, with blood still flowing slowly on his body. However, because his head and internal organs were not injured, his sense of balance and flexibility remained intact. Can we still fight? It must be so! The injured strong man is more fierce and will force his opponent to death! This is the current state of Gaolang Wensawad, who had previously launched a violent attack on his opponents with eight body parts, namely his fists, elbows, knees and feet. And opposite him. His breathing was slow and long, and the muscles in his naked upper body and legs were full and distinct, with no bruises or redness or swelling between the contractions. This is the state of Gong Yang Zhen, who was mostly in a defensive counterattack posture after a bloody battle. As calm as dead water, as still as a mountain, the oppressive feeling emanating from his body makes people despair. As the battle progressed to this point, Gaolang felt that the man's aura had changed again. Since the beginning of the game, it was like a sharp sword hidden in the edge was unsheathed in an instant, revealing a sharp light like the bright sun between heaven and earth. Now the feeling that Gong Yang Zhen gave him has changed again. If it was still a sharp weapon before. Now it has become a ferocious beast in the wild land! "…Are you finally going to take the initiative?" The ram's counterattack made Gaolang Wensawad feel damn difficult and helpless. His defense was watertight, and at the same time, the powerful striking skills that he launched when he was unable to turn around repeatedly worked on him. Although they were all effectively blocked, he still couldn't handle it. The power of Jiaolan was unprecedented. As one side gains strength while the other loses strength, the other side has established a considerable advantage. This won't work. Even if the opponent can't find a good opportunity to knock him out for a while, the physical energy consumption and injury accumulation of both sides are completely at a different level. There is no doubt that I will be the first to fall! And if the opponent takes the initiative to attack, Gaolang Wensawad will have the opportunity to capture the opponent's flaws and give him back! ——That’s what he thought. Even if he was just defending, this terrifying opponent, who could not even get an inch of impact from the punches and kicks of the world-famous "Fighting God" Gaolan Winsawad, would reveal his fatal flaw if he took the initiative to attack? I’m not sure, but I no longer have the time to worry about gains and losses or be suspicious. Even though he is covered in wounds, he still has the will to fight! Even if he might be crushed to pieces, he still firmly believes in his fists. This is the "Fighting God"! Knowing that his opponent was no longer at the level that would be filtered out by his jab, Gaolang changed his stance and returned to the normal boxing stance, which might not be as convenient for throwing a lead jab as the "Detroit Killer Style", but could allow for more natural combination punches and a more comprehensive defense. Meanwhile, the Rams were shaken.
He still charged forward with his hind legs, but this time his posture had become fucking weird! His entire body was slightly submerged, and at first glance, he no longer looked like a human, but rather like a ferocious beast walking on all fours, pouncing on its prey! This posture—— Is it a grapple? Should we stop using striking techniques and start deciding the outcome with combination techniques or throwing techniques? Although there was a moment of hesitation, I don't know why the opponent would make such a change in tactics after gaining a significant advantage with fighting skills. But at the moment of life and death, the reaction has reached a peak never seen in this life, Gaolan's body has reacted before his brain! The center of gravity sinks, and he is ready to step back and kick to prevent being taken down. At the same time, the muscles in his arms contract slightly, like the sharp teeth of a tiger, ready to bite the opponent's neck at any time!