Elevator Dimension Line

He Lujicheng was hit so hard that he gasped and groaned miserably, but he was also an extraordinary person and knew that this would not be the only blow. Sure enough, his body flew through the air, and just as he landed, a high whip kick swept towards his head. The force and speed were so strong that his trouser legs made whip sounds in the air, and the air flow from the instep even made a whistle sound.

Fortunately, He Lujicheng was experienced and had already raised his arm to block, but even so, he had a ferocious look on his face, ready to take a heavy blow.

However, the expected heavy blow did not come. While the opponent kicked his arm, he hooked his foot, changed his trajectory, and pulled him sideways. He Lujicheng was surprised and was slammed to the ground before he could change his moves. At the same time, a fist fell and hit him hard in the chest.

With a wow sound, there was a hint of bright red in his saliva, which was a sign that his lungs were ruptured.

But He Lu Jicheng was also a ruthless man. He didn't even have time to calm down. He raised his legs and kicked Teng Shengxianzhi out like a rabbit kicking an eagle.

These moves happened very quickly. When the dust settled, Helu Jicheng had already turned over, holding his chest and gasping for breath, while Teng Shengxianzhi, who was far away, was still cold and dead.

"Aikido? It also mixes in some fighting techniques. I underestimated you. I didn't expect to meet an opponent like you in just a primary elimination match." He Lu Jicheng panted. The pain in his lungs made it difficult for him to breathe.

"Admit defeat and quit, or die, your choice." Teng Sheng Xianzhi walked up slowly.

At this moment, a black figure staggered and landed in front of him. It was a black man with a look of surprise and panic, but he was looking in the direction of Wang Ma and his companions. When he reacted, he felt a fist as big as a sandbag falling on his head, and then he fainted.

Let's go back in time a little bit.

Wang Ma and Li Ren stood in front of Akiyama Feng. The fighters who kept coming up were all targeting the two of them. Because they all knew that they would definitely not be the opponents of these two people if they fought alone, they decided to unite and kill them first.

But the idea was good. Even if they joined forces, they were still no match for the two. As they watched the fighters being knocked down one by one, the situation became more and more relaxed.

But at this moment, a strong wind came, and a black figure, like a missile, flew across from Wang Ma. The two fighters who were blocking the way were directly knocked away and fell unconscious on the ground, without any resistance.

Wang Ma turned around and saw the person who had fallen to the ground. He was a black man wearing overalls. He was proudly doing exaggerated hip-thrusting movements to celebrate his defeat of the enemy.

"Perfect! Beat the crap out of those idiots!"

"Who is this idiot?" Wang Ma looked at Qiu Shan, "Xiao Feng, is he also a fighter?"

"Maybe! I don't know the origins of every fighter." Feng Qiushan said helplessly.

"It seems there is a clown here!" Wang Ma looked at the black man and said,

"Hmm?" The black fighter turned around after hearing Wang Ma's words, and then spoke fluently in bird language.

"You are my next prey!" He grinned and showed his white teeth.

The black man raised his hands and clenched his fists, then stretched them out and closed them in front of his chest. He squatted down and arched his back slightly. His thighs were more developed than those of an ordinary person, and his muscles were so tight that it felt like they could burst through his pants at any moment.

With a sudden force, the black man shot towards Wang Ma like a cannonball with superhuman speed.

Wang Ma narrowed his eyes and dodged sideways. A strong wind blew past him. The black man slid a distance after landing, turned over and shot again.

This attack method of transforming the entire body into a cannonball is indeed novel and special. Although it seems that the moves are single and the attack method is simple, the power is definitely not small. The black man is taller and heavier than ordinary people, plus his personal talent, this kind of impact attack, as long as it hits someone, it is almost impossible to block it, and the result will be a spiral upward. Just look at the unlucky people who were knocked unconscious in the black man's attack route to see it.

"I found out," Yumei squeezed back from the crowd and came to Tan Tai Ye's side, "The fighter who fought against Teng Sheng Xianzhi is called He Lu Jicheng, the representative of Amidai Fisheries, a very powerful man. It is said that he can strangle a great white shark with his bare hands. He also once dealt with a ship of international terrorists alone at sea. He is a legendary figure."

"Oh!" Tan Tai Ye raised his eyebrows, "I didn't realize that the big-bellied fisherman had such a powerful past. Then, what about the black man?" Tan Tai Ye pointed at Wang Ma.

Yu Mei looked up and accidentally bumped into Tan Tai Ye. Her face flushed and she quickly pulled back, flipping through the notebook in her hand.

"He is a fighter from the 22nd World Fass, named Jerry Tyson, from Detroit, USA. He has a record of three fights without a single loss. He is a Huaxia martial arts fan. He lived in Huaxia when he was young and was exposed to martial arts. Later, he imitated Xingyiquan and created this attack method that imitates weapons and missiles. His odds are very high. It is said that his attack cannot be stopped by a truck."

"Is he so powerful? I think his attack is just like that. This kind of attack without any changes in moves is easy to break!" Jiu Xiaoye curled his lips and said,

Ayumi, Yazi and other martial arts masters on the side were too lazy to comment. In their opinion, this kind of attack could be easily broken and was no different from seeking death.

At this time, the black man Jerry Tyson in the audience had launched another attack, but this time it was more fierce. Wang Ma was caught off guard by this strange boxing style that he had never seen before, and he did not dare to parry easily for a while.

On the other hand, Jerry Tyson, with his accelerated attacks, was like an unstoppable force. Anyone who wanted to take the opportunity to attack him was knocked away by him.

"Hahaha, my attack can last forever until it reaches the target. No one can stop me!" Jerry Tyson laughed wildly.

He accelerated again and rushed towards Wang Ma, but this time Wang Ma did not dodge. Instead, he turned sideways and activated his Erhu Liu's unique flow control, using the force to deflect Jerry's attack and make him crash into the bulkhead. Even if his fists were hard, they couldn't be harder than metal!

It is true that Jerry Tyson was flustered at first, but the next moment, the corners of his mouth curled up with a hint of complacency.

Just as he was about to hit the bulkhead, he turned over and kicked his feet against the bulkhead, like a spring compressed to the extreme, and suddenly bounced out.

"Ahahahaha, I used the rebound of the wall and now my speed is even faster. Who can stop me?"

Indeed, Jerry Tyson's current speed was more than twice as fast as before on flat ground.

Like a real missile...