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Chapter 189 Wave Fist?

"Dalang, it's time to take medicine."

Almost as soon as Zhang Tong's voice sounded, the narrow room began to glow with light.

In the holy white light, a continuously rotating white ball of light emerged, and under the pull of spiritual power, it was directly stuffed into the open mouth.

White light burst out, and Bai Lian's holy power that cleansed away evil and evil raging into the monster's mouth, causing the monster to let out an ear-piercing scream.

The sound as if a hundred thousand rats were screaming in unison made Zhang Tong, who was the first to bear the brunt, feel dizzy and had to take a few steps back.

Looking at the monster now, it turned out to be crazy and destroying everything around it.

The originally alluring face, under Zhang Tong's holy mental power, was as if sulfuric acid had been poured on it. The entire face was covered with traces of corrosion, as disgusting as the bark of a tree that had been burned by fire.

How painful it would be for a person to have sulfuric acid thrown at him, and how painful it would be for the monster right now.

Although this kind of pain is not fatal to the monster, it is enough to make the monster completely lose its mind.

While the monster was madly destroying everything around him, Zhang Tong, who was densely packed with spiritual power, could predict the enemy's prophet and dexterously avoid many of the monster's attacks.

When he arrived in front of the monster, Zhang Tong's fist burned with a layer of faint white arrogance due to the extremely concentrated mental power.

Looking at the two-meter-tall monster, Zhang Tong exerted his strength on his legs, and his whole body rose into the sky.

A white light flashed, and Zhang Tong's fist hit the monster's chin hard.

The bloody mouth that was originally open was closed by Zhang Tong's punch.

The sharp teeth directly bit off his tongue. With the powerful strength that only soldiers have, the two-meter-five-meter-tall monster was knocked off the ground by Zhang Tong's punch!

"Ha...Hauken?"

Seeing Zhang Tong's series of methods, Lily Zi had forgotten her initial fear.

As an authentic neon person, although Yuriko is a girl, she also knows the well-known wave fist!

To be precise, it is wave upwelling.

The so-called wave rising flow is a method in the Street Fighter game where the wave fist is first used, which is a method of launching a white light wave with both hands to lure the opponent to jump and dodge.

Then, while the opponent is in the air, he approaches the opponent in an instant and delivers a powerful uppercut from the ground to the air.

I have to say that Zhang Tong's series of methods are really like a street fighter.

Although the ball of light shot out of thin air is not as gorgeous as the new generation of Hadou Ken, it is extremely close to the Hadou Ken that Yuriko remembered from her childhood.

And Zhang Tong’s Shenglong Fist, like the Shenglong Fist in the game, has its own light effects!

At this moment, Yuriko was completely stunned.

However, seeing the monster twisting its body and limbs and rushing towards Zhang Tong from the narrow corridor like crazy, Lily suddenly woke up and shouted in Dongci language:

"Zhang Tongsang, be careful!"

"This may be one of the hundred ghosts in mythology, the legendary bride."

"In the neon legend, the nympho is a spider-turned-human monster that tempts men. When a man is tempted, he will take his head and eat it."

The mythical monster appeared in the human world. Even though Zhang Tong showed superhuman strength, Yuriko was still nervous instinctively.

After being reminded by Lily Zi, a look of understanding suddenly flashed in Zhang Tong's eyes.

"Sure enough, my initial guess has been confirmed. The launch of the extraordinary game is global."

"If this is the case, does the cultivation system in those Western countries and the monsters in myths also mean that they will reappear in the human world?"

"The Evil-Eyed Demon King in the deep sea, Medusa on the archipelago, the three-headed dog at the entrance to hell...and the neon specialty Yamata no Orochi?"

When I think of those myths, there are some monsters that destroy the world or have no solution.

Zhang Tong couldn't help but think of the gods in mythology who could easily kill monsters.

"For example...Amaterasu Omikami!"

For no reason, Zhang Tong's mind flashed back to the strange red sun he saw in his dream yesterday morning.

When facing that red sun, Zhang Tong almost fell into it.

It is a kind of insignificance when faced with the supreme, trying to look directly at oneself but not being able to, understanding oneself not being able to understand, and leading to mental collapse.

That red sun is an existence that I cannot understand at this stage.

It cannot be looked at directly, cannot be associated with, and cannot be described.

It is an existence beyond the limits of Zhang Tong's description, and it would be a mistake to describe it.

Such an existence made Zhang Tong instinctively think of a word unique to Dongci - Da Luo!

What is Da Luo?

To put it simply, Daluo is as awesome as humans can describe. The existence beyond Daluo is indescribable. It is wrong to say it and fallacious to think about it.

"Such an existence wouldn't be locked up in the spiritual world by an extraordinary game, right?"

Zhang Tong suddenly had such a ridiculous idea in his mind, but before he could think about it, the new bride smashed a large number of wooden walls with a piercing scream and rushed towards him.

Zhang Tong was shocked. He knew that he must not be distracted at this time!

Seeing the monster running towards him, Zhang Tong reached out and made a move, and the samurai sword placed as a handicraft at home not far away flew into his hand naturally.

With a swish sound, the katana came out of the body.

The mental power spreads along his handwriting and adheres to the katana, extremely compressing the concentrated mental power, like burning white flames.

The katana shrouded in pure white aura is like the sword in the hand of a neon mythical sword master, exuding a sharp sword aura.

Of course, this is a wrong imagination in Yuriko's eyes.

Just like Zhang Tong couldn't understand the red sun, Lily Zi couldn't understand Zhang Tong's extraordinary power.

If you try to understand it forcefully, you will only create such a wrong imagination.

However, Zhang Tong is only a Sequence Nine in the end. Even if Yuriko mistakenly imagines and misunderstands Zhang Tong's power, it will not have any impact on Yuriko herself.

Holding a sharp samurai sword, Zhang Tong slashed with a horizontal sword!

The katana with the evil spirit power cut off one of the monster's long legs in an instant, and the dark green juice, accompanied by a foul smell, splashed everywhere in the room.

Fortunately, Zhang Tong had the protection of his spiritual power, so he would not be contaminated by filth.

Taking advantage of the monster's loss of a leg, causing the body to lose balance, Zhang Tong took mysterious steps and shuttled between the virtual and the real among the flying limbs.

The white sword light turned into a curtain of swords. Under the powerful force, Zhang Tong forcibly cut off each jointed limb.

After a few breaths of time passed, Xinnuluo, one of the hundred neon ghosts, turned into a ghost stick!

Without its limbs, only the body and head are left, and the ghost stick cannot move at all.


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