The sick life of a pirate

In other words, just fighting close to each other is enough.

Thinking of this, Fu Nuo grinned and stopped trying to block the impact of the feedback from the blow just now.

His body turned sideways, and his steps stumbled backwards.

Lift your legs, strike in turn, all in one go

砰

Muriel, who was still in a state of old strength, was kicked hard by this kick. With his feet firmly planted on the ground, he drew back nearly half a meter.

"Have you ever seen a fist as big as a sandbag?"

Just as Muriel stood still, there was a fist coming from his field of vision. Muriel's expression changed and he subconsciously turned to the side.

But just as he dodged, Fu Nuo's right fist that had been preparing for a long time hit him hard in the abdomen, causing Muriel's figure to suddenly arch into a shrimp, with bulging eyes and a frozen expression.

Damn, damn

A look of ferocity flashed across Muriel's face, and he ignored the attacks on his body and attacked Fu Nuo like crazy.

bang bang bang

The sound of the collision of flesh was continuous, and the battle between the two made everyone around them swallow their saliva. This desperate style of completely giving up defense, withstanding the opponent's attack and attacking the other at the same time, they can be said to be the first Saw once.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I asked you to fight hand-to-hand, but I didn't let you engage in such a bloody hand-to-hand fight."

The old drunkard shook his head, becoming more and more certain that Fu Nuo had mental problems. Normally, he would dodge attacks and attack at the same time. This alternating attack and defense was called a fight.

And Fu Nuo's current style of play is completely forcing the opponent to fight for his life.

Once this kind of battle occurs, the battle is about who has the stronger endurance. Once one party cannot bear the coma, they will be beaten to death by the other party in just a few seconds. It can be said to be an unskilled but extremely cruel fight. Way

The fight between the two became more and more crazy, with almost every punch causing blood to spurt out.

砰

Fu Nuo punched out, resisted Muriel's punch, and then raised his left arm.

But at this moment, his movements stopped and his pupils shrank slightly.

Can't move

For some reason, his left arm suddenly lost consciousness. Even though his brain was sending signals frantically, his left arm only trembled slightly, as if it was broken.

The old drunkard immediately noticed Fu Nuo's strangeness and couldn't help but sigh.

The fact that Fu Nuo's tolerance for pain is different from ordinary people is indeed his advantage, but it is also his disadvantage, which prevents him from correctly judging the severity of his injuries like others.

Unlike Muriel, Fu Nuo's left arm had already been severely injured in yesterday's battle with Kyle.

Although after a day of recuperation, he had recovered a lot thanks to his terrifying self-healing ability, but a forceful eight punch and a battle that lasted for such a long time had already reached the limit of his left arm.

Muriel was stunned by Fu Nuo's sudden pause, but he kept moving his hands and punched Fu Nuo hard on the chest.

砰

Amidst the muffled sound, Fu Nuo pressed his right hand on his left arm and shoulder, causing his whole body to slide backwards, staggering several times and almost falling down.

He hadn't felt anything during the life-and-death fight before, but now that he was separated, Fu Nuo's brain was confused. The dizziness caused by excessive blood loss rolled over him like a tide, making Fu Nuo's figure stand where he was. It was shaking slightly, as if it would fall down at any moment.

"Hahaha~~"

Although he didn't know what happened to Fu Nuo, this was an opportunity for Muriel. Fu Nuo had reached his limit, and he was also seriously injured in the life-and-death struggle for just a few minutes, no more than Fu Nuo. How much stronger.

His only advantage now is that he doesn't feel dizzy.

"go to hell"

After the laughter stopped, Muriel's face flashed with murderous intent, and ripples surged up when he clenched his right fist. When the ripples gathered to the strongest, he rushed towards Fu Nuo.

"Eight punch boxing"

Muriel rose into the air, and with the weight of his huge body and the eight punches integrated with his whole body's strength, he hit Fu Nuo like a mountain.

Fu Nuo bit his tongue fiercely. The severe pain made his brain wake up slightly. A fierce look flashed in his eyes. Without thinking, he punched forward and gathered all his strength with the force of a finger gun.

As long as you can memorize the feeling of the punch just now and use it in the right place, it is not difficult to defeat him.

But at this moment, Fu Nuo suddenly remembered the old drunkard's words.

Use in the right place

finger gun

right place

A flash of light flashed in Fu Nuo's narrowed eyes, and the punch he threw changed in mid-air, turning the fist into a finger.

噗

The sound of breaking the air came from Fu Nuo's index finger, and a layer of impact visible to the naked eye formed a cone around the index finger, which instantly collided with Muriel's eight punches.

"court death"

Seeing this, Muriel couldn't help but laugh out loud. The eight punches that even his fists couldn't block were blocked with one finger. This kid is crazy.

But the moment they collided, Muriel's expression changed.

He only felt an impact that was difficult to describe in words suddenly appeared. The shock wave of the eight punches that he was so proud of was actually shattered and scattered in all directions the moment it came into contact with the index finger, but that tiny finger was gone. The momentum continues unabated.

砰

噗噗

Fu Nuo felt that his index finger instantly penetrated Muriel's fist, just like penetrating a thin layer of paper, but the impact of the finger gun did not end there; as the second abnormal sound came out, A cloud of blood suddenly rose from Muriel's shoulder.

This finger not only shattered the shock wave of the eight punches, but also penetrated Muriel's entire arm.

"Ahhhhhhhh"

Amidst the screams, Muriel's whole body rolled backwards with the impact. He rolled nearly ten meters before he stopped and fell to the ground motionless.

"This is a finger gun"

Looking at his bloody fingers, Fu Nuo couldn't help but have a look of disbelief on his face. He couldn't believe that the blow just now was caused by him.

Looking up at Muriel in the distance, Fu Nuo hesitated for a moment, then turned and walked towards the old drunkard.

The old drunkard shook his head when he saw this, silently picked up the musket beside him, and pointed it at Fu Nuo.

Fu Nuo was stunned when he saw this.

At this moment, a roar of extreme resentment came from behind Fu Nuo.

"This is impossible, how could you fight?"

嘭

The sound of gunshots came out and the words stopped. Fu Nuo turned his head and took a look, only to see Muriel, who was lying on the ground before, standing behind him, with a look of great resentment on his face, but between his eyebrows. A bloody hole appeared.

thump

The tall body fell to the ground, splashing dust.

"Innocent brat."

The old drunkard blew on the muzzle of his gun and glanced at Fu Nuo disdainfully.

Fu Nuo then collapsed, his tense nerves relaxed, and his vision went dark.

"Whether you are fighting pirates or fighting the navy, don't forget that this is a life-and-death fight. Either the enemy dies or you die."

The old drunkard's voice reached Fu Nuo's ears. He raised his head and glanced at the old drunkard with a disdainful look on his face.

"you"

Fighting back the dizziness, Fu Nuo trembled: "I just took a shit and didn't wipe my butt."

When the last word fell, Fu Nuo's head tilted and he passed out completely.

""

The old drunkard's face darkened, and the hand holding the gun trembled. He wished he could kill this bastard who wanted to laugh at him even if he was unconscious.