Doomsday Endless Shop

Chapter 445
The thin man looked at the muscular man in front of him. He was clearly familiar with this guy, who was an ordinary alienated person like himself. What was his name, how old he was, and which type of alienated person he belonged to.

For people who want to challenge, the transaction point clearly marks the information of these personnel on the forms that need to be filled out and the identity cards that they turn in. This is also a disguised neutralization. After all, the squad fighters at the transaction point will The day before the big competition inside the trading point, everyone's fighting style and habits will be seen by these challengers.

So the challengers didn't have much opinion on the detailed information learned by the trading point. Fairness has always been the most basic agreement in the arena.

"Skinny man, let me!"

The man opposite looked familiar to the thin man, looking at the thin man who was much taller than him with a playful smile.

"Sanmao, it's impossible for you! But I don't understand why I know I'm good at hand-to-hand combat, but why don't I choose to fight with a knife! Are you so confident in yourself?"

Looking at Sanmao on the other side with an indifferent look, the thin man was a little confused. As the captain of the second team, he had his self-confidence. Swordsmanship, what he is better at is the strength of hand-to-hand combat, and Sanmao knows his own characteristics, but still chooses to fight head-to-head, which makes him puzzled.

"Countdown to the game is 10 seconds! 1098"

The broadcast resounded throughout the arena, and the thin man's tall body slowly bowed, like a wolf about to pounce.

On the opposite side, San Mao had very obvious scars on his face. As one of the best members of the Iron Head Gang and a well-known alienated person in the stronghold, his relaxed expression gradually dissipated, and the battle was about to begin.

"321! Start!"

Before the first two words were finished, the thin man's two long legs were already kicking hard on the ground, and he jumped out in an instant.

The distance between the two was more than ten meters, and within a few seconds, the skinny man was already close to San Mao who was standing still, his left leg was on the ground, and his right leg, which was longer than ordinary people, swung round and pulled towards San Mao's head.

This is the thin man's favorite attack method, and it is also the attack method he is best at. His two legs became not only longer, but also stronger at the moment the alienation was activated.

"Snapped"

The crisp impact sound is like the crisp sound of hitting on leather.

Sanmao's left hand was pressed against the left forehead, and his whole body was beaten, and he stepped back a few steps to the right. One can imagine how terrifying the power of this whipping leg is.

The thin man frowned. Although his speed was very fast, San Mao, who was also an alienated person, could dodge it, but resisted him, which made him a little elusive.

But in battle, hesitation and overthinking are the most taboo. The thin man followed Chen Long's teachings. Before his right leg hit the ground, the station's left leg exerted force again, and he spun around in the air. Sanmao's back.

Sanmao was seen falling forward due to the huge force, but he stopped with his hands and gritted his teeth to hold on.

"The strength is really great! You should also be an alienated person with a balance of strength, but why do your legs have such great strength!"

Sanmao turned around, looked at the thin man, and said doubtfully, the two times he took risks with his body, but it was the result of his trying to move. It can be imagined that this guy is very confident in his own strength.

The thin man's eyes were fixed. It seemed that Sanmao wanted to use his body to try out his strength and habit of moves, but he seemed to be unable to bear it after listening to him.

Indeed, the thin man's leg strength was somewhat beyond Sanmao's expectations. As the leader of the Iron Head Gang, he had been sparring with the powerful alienators, but he had never felt the strength of a powerful alienator's legs. Power, there is such terror.

I touched my back and found that the vest on my back was fluffy as if it had been beaten into satin. I could feel the entire skin on my back becoming black and blue with a gentle touch.

"TMD!"

Cursing secretly, Sanmao stopped defending and started to counterattack.

When the thin man had the upper hand, of course he would not give up the initiative. He took a step forward with his right leg, turned around half-turn, and kicked the San Mao away diagonally with his left leg.

This kick was like a straight kick from a carbine, and the speed was so fast that Sanmao's hair trembled, and he passed dangerously against his chest, trying to grab the thin man's long legs with both hands, as long as he grabbed his legs, he would fight close , he may have a greater chance of winning.

After all, Sanmao's body is much wider than that of the thin man. With the tonnage and the strength in his hands, he is confident that he can defeat him. As long as he closes the distance, the ability of his legs cannot be easily used.

But the thin man realized San Mao's thoughts at the first time, and his left leg was used to a hem in an instant, and then the station's right leg was raised in the air, and he pulled hard towards San Mao's side who was leaning forward because he jumped at his left leg.

"Snapped!"

Sanmao didn't dodge this time, and he couldn't dodge it.

The side kick of the thin man's legs in the air sent Sanmao flying, and the thin man fell heavily from the air to the ground.

However, the thin man would not let go of such an opportunity. His red eyes carried a distinct evil spirit of an alienated person. When he landed on the ground, he supported himself with both hands, and pounced on San Mao who was also on the ground like a wolf.

When the whole person was about to reach San Mao, he did a forward somersault in the air, with his legs pointing upwards, and then bent. Then when the flip was completed, from top to bottom, with two iron knees, towards San Mao who was just about to stand up, Smashed into the air.

Sanmao's whole body felt as if he had encountered a huge terror. The hairs all over his body stood up in an instant. He bit a embarrassed dog and rolled to the ground. He barely escaped this attack that made him frightened.

But his danger was not over. With a loud "dong", the ground hit by the thin man's knees could be seen, and it sank in an instant.

The thin man, who was also gritting his teeth, stretched out his hands, and once again moved his legs like an inversion towards Sanmao.

A floor movement similar to hip-hop, and also somewhat similar to gymnastics, Thomas's full spin, the thin man's legs, kept whipping San Mao, who was passively defending.

"Clap clap clap!"

The constant crisp sounds made San Mao, who wanted to keep trying to fight back, unable to get started.

Hands and legs can never be easily compared. The advantage of legs is that they are longer and stronger than hands. As the saying goes, arms cannot hold back thighs. This is the reason.

But the hands also have their advantages. After all, they are the most familiar tools for humans and the limbs that are best used. People are better at making various movements and playing a greater role with their hands than their legs.

But at this time, the skinny man's legs were constantly spinning like his hands and hitting Sanmao, so that Sanmao could only retreat passively, and gradually his back was close to the wall.

"caught you!"

Sanmao let out a loud roar, and the anger on his face was obvious.

He finally grabbed one of the skinny man's long legs while being constantly beaten.

However, the thin man put his hands on the ground. At the same time as he grabbed his legs, he exerted force with his hands again. The left leg that was not caught kicked Sanmao's chest hard, while the right leg that was caught, He also exerted force at the same time, his legs flew directly into the air like a bicycle in the air, constantly bombarding Sanmao's chest.

"bang"

"bang"

"bang"

With the constant bombardment, Sanmao couldn't retreat, and his whole body was like hanging a painting, being hit by the huge force from the skinny man's legs against the wall.

It is not clear how many kicks the skinny man had with his dazzling kicking speed, but only saw Sanmao's whole body, from fierce resistance to giving up resistance, to eyes slackening and blood spitting out of his mouth.

At this time, the thin man did a backflip, stepped back, landed safely in the distance, and let out a slight breath.

"Snapped!"

Sanmao's body stuck to the wall fell heavily to the ground in an instant, motionless.

(End of this chapter)