Shura on the pillar of the blade of ghost slayer

Chapter 117 Through the World

Suddenly, in the open space, the green and red figures stopped.

The fists and palms of both sides intertwined like lightning and flint, and the speed was dazzling.

Li Qingming didn't want to play chasing games with Beimingyu Xingming anymore. He thought that the other party's body was huge and his physical strength would be consumed quickly, but he didn't expect that the robot-like action could effectively control the loss of physical strength. There will be no result.

Confronting Beimingyu Xingming head-on is the best way to prove yourself.

Block punches, block swings, block uppercuts...

Between attack and defense, the two sides have fought hundreds of back and forth.

It's just that Li Qingming has only hit Beimingyu Xingming 5 punches so far, and he has already received more than a dozen punches from the opponent.

Beimingyu Xingming is blind in both eyes!

Why is my five senses sound, but my seventh sense is still at a disadvantage.

It felt like Beimingyu Xingming knew every punch he made, even if he couldn't block it, he could contract his muscles in advance to minimize the damage.

How can this be? !
Li Qingming knew that his physical strength was completely incapable of confronting a full-level player like Beimingyu Xingming. If he hadn't possessed the self-healing ability like a ghost, he might have lost the battle long ago.

Between fists and winds, I felt a slight depression in my chest.

A sharp pain told him that there was a slight fracture of the rib.

why?
He is still confident in his recovery ability, but why was he injured during the confrontation?

His brain was working fast, and he quickly recalled the situation of being attacked before.

He found that from the fifth punch of Beimingyu Xingming, the next dozen or so punches were all in the same position.

That was the location where it was pierced by the hand ghost's black finger when unlocking the first gene lock.

The opponent obviously noticed the difference in his physique and chose to attack the weakest part of his body.

But how does he know that this is the weakest part of my body? !

In his mind, four words emerged.

See through the world!
This is the realm that human beings can only reach when they reach their limit. They can see the movements of the opponent's bones and muscles during the battle, so they can predict the opponent's next move and achieve suppression.

It was also at this time that Li Qingming realized that penetrating the world has nothing to do with whether or not the stripes can be opened. If the stripes are the state that can be achieved after practicing the breathing method of the body, then penetrating the world is the state that can only be achieved after practicing the breathing method of the spirit.

Bang, bang, bang!
Another three punches hit some broken ribs, and the recovery speed here is obviously much slower than other positions.

No, I can't lose here!

For some unknown reason, Li Qingming's fighting spirit suddenly ignited. There was no reason, but he felt that he didn't want to lose.

It might just be today's mood, or today's weather, or the youthful blood in his chest.

Block punches, block swings, block uppercuts...

Punch, parry swing, uppercut, punch, swing, uppercut...

Gradually, he gave up his defense and chose to fight in the most bloody way.

He didn't know that there was a weakness in the part of Beimingyu Xingming's chest, but he just wanted to cause more damage to the opponent.

Although Beimingyu Xingming's body has reached the full level, it is still a mortal body. After withstood hundreds of punches, it also showed varying degrees of bruises.

It's not fast enough, it needs to be faster!
Li Qingming gritted his teeth and let Beimingyu Xingming's fists hit him like cannonballs.

He has only one thought now, and that is to let the opponent fall one step ahead of himself.

Beimingyu Xingming seemed to be influenced by Li Qingming. After saying "Namo Amitabha" in a low voice, he also gave up his defense and launched a fierce attack on Li Qingming.

The arms of the two people kept bombarding each other's body like a machine, making muffled sounds.

Fist to flesh, it is definitely a real man's fight.

The people present were already dumbfounded, and the men present couldn't help feeling a sense of awe towards the two of them.

The meaning of this battle, in the hearts of everyone, has far exceeded the meaning of a trial.

This is a kind of unyielding passion and stubbornness.

But they could all see that Li Qingming was about to reach his limit, and the dent in his chest could be seen with the naked eye.

The fists were like a gust of wind and rain, leaving blue and red colors on the two of them, their breathing became rapid, and their bodies also faintly shook, but Li Qingming shook more violently.

"You brat can't hold on any longer..." Undead Kawa Miniya said.

There was no joy in his tone, but a little worried. After this battle, he changed his view of Li Qingming a lot, and found that this kid really had a warm-blooded feeling, which really moved him.

Ganlusi Mili covered her mouth in shock, her voice sounded like a mosquito, "Stop beating, it won't heal if you get hurt."

Butterfly Ren didn't have a smile on her face, she frowned worriedly, and secretly asked the people from Diewu to prepare a bed for Li Qingming.

Yoshiyuki Tomioka seemed to be unable to stand it anymore, he opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

Because he knew that this battle would only stop if one person fell.

Yuya Ubuyashiki said, "Both of you, let's go as far as we can, don't get hurt."

Sure enough, the fists of the two still did not stop, Li Qingming and Beimingyu Xingming chose to ignore the lord's words by coincidence.

There must be a winner in this battle, and only by doing your best can you respect your opponent.

When the two were attacked by each other, they also received this will.

The dent in Li Qingming's chest deepened a bit. Just when everyone thought that Li Qingming was about to lose, his full speed suddenly increased, so fast that he could no longer see his way, and his rainstorm-like fist touched the island of mourning. When Xingming's chest was in the air, he actually knocked it into the air.

Punch after punch, Beimingyu Xingming's huge body seemed to be suspended and fixed in the air.

At first, Beimingyu Xingming was able to counterattack, but after taking forty or fifty punches in a row, he completely lost the ability to counterattack. No matter how strong his body was, he could not withstand this level of fast attack. Scattered, the arms can only be protected in front of the body, struggling to resist.

Everyone was caught off guard by the sudden reversal, and saw red five-pointed star patterns appearing on Li Qingming's forehead and neck.

They couldn't help thinking of an ancient legend, a legend about a striped swordsman thousands of years ago.

Beimingyu Xingming had already given up the counterattack, Li Qingming took a step forward suddenly, the cobblestone metal under his feet shattered, and the back fist blasted Beimingyu Xingming away like a rocket launcher.

Beimingyu Xingming flew five or six meters away. After landing, he staggered back a few steps before stabilizing his figure. He kept standing like a mountain, clasped his hands together, and said convincingly, "I lost, Namo Amitabha .”

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(End of this chapter)