587 Street Fighter, The Beginning of the Dark Tide

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"This kind of power..."

In another huge sound caused by the figure hitting the side wall, the figure belonging to the double-sword warrior disappeared in front of everyone again, and looking at the fist marks that had not dispersed in the center of the field and the figure of the man standing in the center,

Demon Resurrection, who was sitting in the second stand in the world, also frowned deeply: "It shouldn't be..."

"This kind of power is impossible to appear now."

Yun Jingbu on the side grabbed a few teammates who wanted to jump down to help, and then shook his head: "The fist that can emit strong wind can also be regarded as an extension of the use of sword energy on the glove, but

This kind of concussive effect produced by a pure blow...is theoretically impossible."

"Perhaps only players who have reached level 60 can do it." The red-haired demon resurrected and sighed lowly: "You and I have seen the strength of a body with a strength value of over 40 points.

But how to maximize this power is a question that current professional players are studying. After the free world opens a new version, players can generally get five more attribute points, so if you use pure strength to add points,

Players should be able to barely reach the threshold of fifty points of strength..."

"Could it be that Lu Benchou already has fifty points of strength?" The Immortal Star Soul on the side said in shock: "Is that guy already at level sixty?"

"It's impossible. None of the leveling madmen in our family have such a high level."

Phoenix Tianwang, who was holding a spear, shook his head and replied, but his eyes moved away from the angry madman who had not crawled out of the ruins, and placed them on the man with a dragon tattoo in the center of the field: "I want to explain.

This kind of unknown territory..."

"We can only start with that mysterious fighting spirit."

In the silent fighting arena, Lu Benchi, who was naked and clenching his fists, opened his fiery red eyes again, then stepped back and took a punching posture again. The figure belonging to the angry madman also broke through the ruins.

Buried, came to Lu Bench again with a violent roar, then raised his two swords, and slashed down the two sword lights with the fire element: "Strengthening the slash..."

"Zhan Tie!"

The light of metal and the rise of flames appeared at the intersection between the two people at the same time. The ground where Lu's bench was located also turned into cracked fragments, but the boxer standing in the middle of these two shattering scenes waved his fists.

But his body seemed to have no impact. The pair of boxing gloves that were blocked in front then flipped to the left and right, twisting the two swords coming from above to the ground aside, and the steel-like body followed closely.

He suddenly lunged forward and put his knees in front of the angry demon: "Dragon——"

"Angry attack!"

Boom!

Amidst the heavy impact sound that made people feel sour, the double-sword warrior once again spurted blood and fell backwards. Lu Benben, who landed on the ground, did not want to let go of his opponent. He took two steps to grab the opponent's chest before he landed.

: "Straight punch!"

"Uppercut!"

"Throw over the shoulder!"

"Thousand-pound drop!"

The angry maniac who was grabbed by the collar was beaten face to face, and then he was thrown to the ground with his backhand. Finally, he was dizzy after a burst of punches, and was grabbed by Lu Bench again: "I miss you.

I made a mistake..."

"If by combat experience you mean game experience... I don't need that kind of thing."

He chuckled lowly, and then threw the opponent's body straight away: "Kids like you, our brothers... you can hit three of them just by picking one."

"Look, this is what I mean? A master of fighting."

Pointing to the miserable body of the angry maniac who fell on the ground, Duan Qing shook his head and chuckled a few times: "It doesn't take a few moves to knock the opponent down. A few hits to the face and knees are enough."

"But... we must first overcome the opponent's resistance." Lost Dreams, who looked a little dull on the side, asked in a low voice: "Is the gap between the two of them really that big?"

"Are you referring to the gap in strength?" Duan Qing replied with a smile: "Although I don't know when he learned it, that guy does know a skill that no one else has. It seems that by compressing the surrounding elements into

in your own body, and then strengthen your body..."

"How did you know?" asked the whisperer on the side.

"Don't forget that I have fought against him before."

Pointing to the fiery red figure with clenched fists, Duan Qing smiled and shook his head: "Including the explosion just now... In fact, he also used this trick to crack it. The more elemental energy he absorbs, the more energy his body can achieve.

The higher the upper limit. Once the absolute difference in power exceeds a certain level, it will be difficult for the moves and skills of ordinary equipment to have a literal suppressive effect. In addition, the fighting skills of this street fighter...

…”

"There are really not many people in this world who can beat him easily."

"impossible!"

With the roar of the angry madman, the bloody double-sword warrior once again got up from the corner, then thrust the two swords in his hands into the ground, and frantically tore off his tattered clothes: "Impossible

!There is no way you can beat me! If you block the reputation of the League Cup, labor and management will cut you in half! Glory Strengthening——"

He took a deep breath and waved the two swords quickly: "Split the Sky!"

The frantic emotions then turned into frenzied sword energy, which flew towards the Lu bench on the opposite side one after another. The sound that was enough to crack the sky was followed by slashing through the sky over the arena again and again, leaving behind traces on the stone wall opposite.

Deep scars appeared one after another, and Lu Bench's figure in the center of this crazy track gradually became blurred. He smiled and swayed left and right in the baptism of sword energy. The seemingly powerful air-splitting sword energy, but

She passed by him again and again: "Look..."

"The first point of a street fight." Duan Qing on the side smiled and took on the role of explanation: "The pace must be flexible enough."

"This is too flexible..."

Amidst the whispers and sighs, the figure of the naked boxer finally disappeared in front of everyone, and then when the panting and angry madman finally stopped this round of attacks, he kicked him on the knee: "

ah--"

"The second key point in street fighting." Duan Qing said with a smile again: "You must hit the enemy's vitals."

"Such a fighting method... I'm afraid many people will not accept it." When a certain double-sword warrior was punched to the ground again, Ningyu Ninglan, who covered her mouth and snickered, commented in a low voice: "Look at the world's number one fighter.

2. The expressions of those people... their anger is about to reach its peak."

"This is the most effective way to fight."

Looking at the back of Lu Benchi who punched the opponent away again, Duan Qing shook his head in a leisurely voice: "Even players with enhanced attributes in the free world cannot ignore the various vital parts of the body, so I want to

If you want to learn how to defeat an enemy quickly, this person in front of you is the best demonstrator."

"Huh...huh..."

The heavy sword roared several times with the last two slashes of the angry madman, and then was grabbed by Lu Bench in his hand: "What's wrong, arrogant young man... I beat him too hard."

Can’t get up, or have you used too many tricks and not enough physical strength?”

"You...bastard..."

"Maybe my equipment is not as good as yours, and my strength is not as good as yours, but when it comes to fighting experience... I am confident that I will not lose to anyone."

Reaching out to push away the sword that the opponent had raised with difficulty, the naked boxer walked in front of the opponent again, then raised his hands and slowly retracted them to his waist: "I won't do any unnecessary humiliation, and I won't do it in the future.

You, the second best person in the world, are welcome to continue to come and teach me, but the people in our society...generally won't kill you as easily as you."

"It just hurts a little." He raised his right foot and stepped forward: "So that you can remember it."

"Dragon's--"

With this step, the ground once again shattered into flying debris that filled the sky, and then flew forward together with Lu Bench's right fist.

"roar!"

boom--

**********************

"That moment just now..."

In the arena that finally calmed down, the guards who started to clean up the arena were also rushing back and forth hurriedly and sloppily. The relieved murmurers seemed to have noticed something from the last scene just now: "I didn't see it.

If I’m wrong...it seems to be the usage of Bengquan in Baji Quan."

"This guy has been trained." Duan Qing also sighed leisurely: "No wonder he is so good at fighting..."

"A street boss who knows such fierce martial arts... It seems that the name "Dragon of Jingdong" was not given by others for nothing." Ningyu Ninglan also slowly lowered her head: "Those who provoked them,

I’m afraid I’ll start to be on tenterhooks from now on.”

"No, probably not."

Looking at the naked strong man walking to a corner on the sidelines, Duan Qing slowly shook his head: "If it weren't for his little brother, I'm afraid that guy wouldn't have such a strong fighting spirit."

"This is..." Xue Ling Huan Bing whispered: "The... power of the soul you mentioned?"

"Well... although they are exactly the same, they are almost the same." Duan Qing replied with a smile: "The company bosses are accustomed to call it hard work, and the soldiers on the battlefield are accustomed to call it morale. But when it comes to our players... we generally like to call it momentum, and the momentum has increased.

No one can stop you, and as long as you train properly... your momentum can be transformed into real combat power, unleashing your potential to an extraordinary degree."

"...Can I do what he does?"

"So don't be anxious, the road has to be walked step by step. If you really want to learn my unique skills, you'd better master what I teach you first... Well, how about it?

"

"It doesn't matter if you die, but you should be fine."

After finally completing the inspection, Lu Bench holding Liu Qingniu returned to Duan Qing: "I'm really sorry, my Aniu has caused you trouble again."

"No, we are good brothers." Duan Qing smiled and waved his hand: "If it hadn't been like this, when he asked for help... I would have driven him back long ago."

"...Yes." The still naked man nodded expressionlessly: "But it doesn't matter anymore, as long as I don't lose face."

"What are you going to do in the future...what do you plan to do?"

"Of course it will be decided."

The burly boxer smiled, then turned and walked out of the arena: "The personal debt between me and the Angry Demon can't be regarded as the debt between us and the second best person in the world. If they still like to sing, then

Keep singing with them..."

"The rest of the battle will be left to you." His voice passed over the two guards who hurriedly got out of the way, and then began to drift away: "I still have to go back and make preparations."

"Prepare?"

Looking at the side face of Duan Qing who turned around, Xue Ling Huan Bing asked in a low voice: "What else does he want to prepare?"

"Of course it's the next big thing."

Spreading his hands helplessly, Duan Qing took a deep breath: "Don't worry about it now, our battle is not over yet... Hey, classmates who are number two in the world, do you want to continue fighting?"

"Of course... although I really want to learn how to absorb elements from that guy."

The fiery red hair began to shine violently, and the second-largest president in the world, Demon Resurrection, stood up with a straight face: "But since the foreign aid has left, let's settle the account..."

"Wait a moment."

A steady voice interrupted what he was about to declare, and at the same time, Phoenix Tianwang's hand placed on his shoulder: "Let's not worry about this for the time being."

"What?" the red-haired man shouted: "He is our coach! Your brother! How did you..."

"I didn't say let's forget it. What I said was don't worry about it for the time being."

Making a calm gesture towards the opponent, Phoenix Tianwang quietly pointed to the front of the stand: "Sometimes..."

"The situation will change."

"……Wonderful."

With several loud claps, a long standing figure once again became the focus of the audience who were still discussing the previous battle. However, this player covered his head and face with a black hood.

He didn't seem to care about the eyes he attracted: "It makes me feel very itchy, Mr. Joel."

"...Do you also want to fight, my friend Wushuang?"

"As your follower, I have been so humiliated...don't you want to stand up for the second best in the world?" The mysterious player said loudly: "If you continue to swallow your anger, your allies will also be sad and disappointed.

Woolen cloth."

"You don't need to tell me these big principles. I know the pros and cons very well." Old Joel, who still had his eyes closed, replied in a low voice: "But the second best person in the world has already explained his position before the duel, and now I also

There is no reason…”

"In this case...it's not too late for you to join now."

Interrupting Joel again, the man showed his raised lips: "You don't think that you will escape this throne war just because you are the second best person in the world and go out to fight without permission, do you? Sooner or later, this spot will fall to you.

On the head, instead of hiding behind and being scolded, it is better to take advantage of this opportunity earlier..."

"What do you want to do?" Old Joel suddenly shouted in a stern voice: "You want to command a throne holder by virtue of your identity as an adventurer?"

"No, no, no, this is just my personal suggestion." The hooded man shook his hand hurriedly: "If you are not willing to listen, then I will change my approach... Wushuang."

"Do you want to participate?"

He turned his head with a low smile and asked in a low voice to another player beside him: "For...your master?"

"……no problem."

The player carrying a long bow slowly stood up and looked at the other person.

"Just listen to you."


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