Mr. Hua knows that for those who practice "fighting", inviting the world's masters to fight is the key to practice, and winning or losing is a critical issue of life and death. But for him, fighting for victory is the key to practice.
It's just a hand that achieves the goal
It was just a stage, and victory or defeat never mattered. Therefore, despite the aggressive display of fireworks, Mr. Hua never had the intention to fight with all his strength, and he was willing to admit defeat because of his low status. He just wanted to capture Sun Suhe and leave as soon as possible, and beat him to death.
Meaningless.
However, in order to force him to come out and fight, Hanabi threatened Sun Suhe, which completely angered Mr. Hua. Sun Suhe's life has become the key to Mr. Hua's ability to get the "Wangchuan Picture" he cherished. If Sun Suhe was here
If something goes wrong at this juncture, it would be a failure for Shan Jiuren. All the hard work of the past few months would be in vain, and it is even more likely to damage "Wangchuan Picture". As long as there is even the slightest possibility of this, Mr. Painter will never tolerate it.
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He sat on the hands of the two puppet soldiers, held up his hands, and penetrated deeply into the heads of the puppet soldiers without any hindrance. The angular bodies of the two puppet soldiers quickly changed from the heads to thick
The liquid writhed and wrapped around Mr. Hua's arm.
Naturally, Hanabi would not allow Mr. Hua to cast spells calmly. In fact, this was the best opportunity not to be missed. The masters competed with each other, focusing on momentum. Hanabi pressed forward step by step, using combat power, strategy, words, and repeated actions. Finally, in
At this moment, she had the absolute upper hand in terms of momentum. No matter whether the opponent became angry, changed his moves hastily, or deliberately feinted with murderous intent, she was confident that she could beat Mr. Hua to justice with one blow.
Hanabi spread her body skills, forced herself in front of Mr. Painter as if teleporting, and then struck out with a palm without any fancy. This palm seemed ordinary, but in fact it was Hanabi's special killing move, just like the undercurrent under the water.
It's calm, but in fact there are hidden changes. One blow seals all the enemy's escape routes. Coupled with the huge power blessed by "Dou Zhan" and "Yang Fire Lotus Style", even steel and iron bones must be defeated under his palm.
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Mr. Hua has a sharp eye and can see the secret at a glance. As long as you take a step back at this time, your momentum will immediately weaken. No matter how powerful you are, you will still fall into passivity. When the time comes, you will inevitably be killed by repeated heavy blows.
Ending. His eyes were cold
Light, a long roar, the hands and arms were covered with huge ink blocks transformed by the puppet soldiers, like the hands of a dark giant, the whole person did not retreat but moved forward, clenched his right fist and blasted out, attacking head-on in an earth-shattering way, fighting with fireworks.
A sharp palm gesture.
At the moment when Mr. Painter punched, Hanabi suddenly changed her body. She was like a weak willow supporting the wind. She was helpless. She narrowly avoided Mr. Painter's hard-hitting attack. At the same time, she turned her palms into fingers, and her sword energy burst out.
He bullied Mr. Hua to his right side and cut him close to him.
Mr. Hua did not expect that Hanabi's body skills were so good. He punched in the air, which was indescribably uncomfortable. At this time, Hanabi's invisible sword energy had already cut in unavoidably from the blind corner. In the moment of life and death, Mr. Hua
He made a quick decision and used a trick with his left hand.
He stretched out like a snake from a different angle, connected with the invisible sword energy, and secretly summoned a spell in his heart. All the puppet soldiers in the mist simultaneously turned into countless sharp ink arrows, and they shot at Mr. Hua like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea.
The enemy will die together, and we will perish together.
Hanabi sighed secretly in her heart, and retreated with the power of a slash, avoiding the menacing rain of arrows.
The moment the sharp ink arrows hit Mr. Hua's body, they all trembled and turned into lumps of ink again. From a hundred-refined steel to a finger-wound softness, they then attached to Mr. Hua's body, transformed, solidified, and became a body.
A huge armor in the style of a medieval knight. Mr. Painting’s figure is
He is not tall, but he has transformed into a giant knight in armor more than three meters tall. The surface of the armor is pitch black and looks dull, but once you take a second look, you can't help but feel that it is dark and deep like an abyss, which makes you feel confused.
The terrible feeling of being taken away from you.
"god_bless_you." Mr. Hua said calmly, he had already made up his mind to kill.
The black giant disappeared from the spot like a teleport. Hanabi turned around in shock and slapped a palm inexplicably. Even with her senses, she could barely catch a shadow. The black giant punched out solidly, and the fists and palms met, Hanabi
Her body was shaken violently. She tried her best to release the fierce punch, and her whole body was like willow leaves flying away in the wind.
However, the black giant came first and intercepted Hanabi. He punched out both fists and smashed the head of his bag. Hanabi managed to catch the move, but the force of the punch was irreversible. She felt a sweet sensation in her throat. After only two moves, she was already injured.
Vomiting blood. Mr. Hua, the notorious evil god, finally began to show his true abilities.
Sun Suhe could only vaguely see two shadows, one red and one black, running as fast as thunder. The two shadows separated and merged suddenly, forward and back, fighting from the ground to the air, and from the air to the ground. The momentum of both sides
entangled
Like rolling waves, violent winds, and extreme dangers. The strong winds caused by the confrontation were raging, and the original trees and thatch had long been destroyed, and the ground was plowed into ravines, which were as shocking as wounds.
Only a small area where Sun Suhe stood was protected by the tacit understanding between the two. Sun Suhe felt that he was standing in the eye of the hurricane. This was beyond human imagination, and it was simply the overwhelming power of God that he could not resist.
The two of them fought more and more urgently, and loud noises erupted in succession. Mr. Hua felt a bit anxious in his heart. He originally made up his mind to kill Hanabi on the spot within ten moves, but now the fight has reached a hundred.
When moved away, the fireworks are like rubber balls floating on the water with great flexibility and cannot be suppressed no matter what.
Even, the more you fight, the stronger you become!
Although Mr. Hua always had an absolute advantage, he knew very well that in such a battle, a moment of timidity, slackness, and misjudgment would immediately turn into a fatal injury that could change the winner and kill him on the spot. There was a dark cloud in his heart.
He turned the face of another person and said, "Damn Douzhan, those who practice this way are indeed people with brain problems. There is definitely something wrong!"
Hanabi was actually at the end of her strength at this time. Her family knew about her family affairs, and her body was already overwhelmed. It would not be surprising if she collapsed immediately in the next second. Although the "fighting" practice she practiced had the principle of getting stronger when you encounter strength, and nourishing yourself with battle.
The strange characteristics of war, but after all, it still has its limits. The ability to endure until now is entirely due to the arrogance in the chest that is willing to risk everything and refuse to admit defeat.
How long can she hold on? Can she wait for that opportunity? Can she wait until the moment when he reveals his flaw? Hanabi never thinks about these questions that no one can answer. Until this moment, she still has no doubt about her victory, and she knows,
At the moment of victory, you will be stronger than ever before.