After Becoming a Little Sister

Nanya is like a pile of cow dung, no one wants to deal with it. Naturally, a group of yoga players can't threaten those who practice horizontally. Everyone is not in the same way at all.

It's as if the Ninth Game's fight against Gyeongbokgung Palace was a two-way foil that fell from the sky, so Gao Tianyuan's fight against Shiva was another kind of dimensionality reduction blow?

The Juggernaut Priestess looked at the opponent and didn't avoid it, but wanted to confront her head-on, her eyes also turned cold.

The other party is not looking down on him, but really stupid, such a stupid guy is even more annoying than pure arrogance.

"one!"

Before she could say 'One Leaf', the Juggernaut Priestess froze.

She only felt a gust of wind blowing up behind her, and she was startled suddenly, she subconsciously drew half of her knife out of its sheath, intending to slash towards her back.

The unsheathed blade reflected the light in the lobby, like a small sun bursting out, making people's hair stand on end and their backs feel cold when they saw it.

However, the guy who rushed over like a tiger ignored her at all, passed over her head, turned sideways like a rabbit pedaling an eagle, and kicked his feet heavily on the chest of the blue-faced man.

"Boom—"

The green-faced man stiffened his chest, kicked it down, and took two straight steps back.

The nail mallet in his hand was pressed against his back, trying to relieve the force, but it almost slipped out of his hand.

The strength of this kick seemed normal, but obviously the person involved didn't think so...

The back of the blue-faced man hit the pillar next to him, and the side of the pillar seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, and the entire brick surface was shattered.

Even his originally blue face had a tinge of dark red, which was obviously a surge of energy and blood.

Ah Miao turned over in the air, fell and took two steps back, and almost lost her footing - this guy is so tough!

Instead, the Juggernaut Priestess became a bystander. Looking at the sudden third party, she was not sure who to chop for a moment.

She... is helping herself, right?The enemy of the enemy should be a friend?But I don't know her...

Sister Xi, who was the audience of the martial arts drama, was stunned: "This man is so reckless, doesn't he dodge any attack?"

If I knew I would have taken a gun to biu him!

"I can't avoid it. The evil family he went to practice kung fu horizontally. This kind of hard qigong only exercises the muscles and bones, and the flexibility is almost non-existent."

Aliya gave a disdainful comment, doesn't the other party want to avoid it?It can't be done.

If you want to avoid Ah Meow's hungry cat rushing for food, Rudra's flexibility may be fine, but it will only be worse if this guy who is like a wooden stake loses his breath and escapes.

So the opponent is also very smart, knowing that he can't avoid such a person intervening in the battle, so he just held up his breath and held on.

It's a pity that he underestimated Ah Miao's strength. Even if Ah Miao is only half a benefactor, she is still in the superhuman category.

For a moment, the three parties on the other side of the lobby fell into silence.

Ah Meow rubbed her ankle and looked at the other person in shock, feeling that she didn't kick someone, but a tire of a large excavator.

The Juggernaut Priestess slowly put the sword back into the scabbard. Although she was not afraid of fighting people, one sword couldn't cut two people at the same time.

And the green-faced man was the worst. As the king of Yama who ran rampant in South Asia, Raja Yamotian had never been kicked so hard in his life.

Where are these feet? It's clearly a dump truck disguised as a human being. He never felt such pain when he was carrying a mad cow.

"I think, since he's not flexible enough, he should fly a kite." The bartender made a suggestion: "We have guns, and your cat has bows and arrows."

"No, I'm a little interested in him." Aliya rubbed her chin: "He looks like Brother Turtle..."

"Which one is Brother Gui?" Sister Jiu asked shamelessly—crossed out—thirsty for knowledge.

"You can think of him as a reformed person or a heterogeneous species. I still can't forget the heroic posture of carrying the nuclear explosion back then."

"...so we can use guns, right?"

Aliya smacked her lips: "Suddenly my feet itch."

The smile of the wine sister gradually disappeared, could this one...

She sighed immediately, obviously it doesn't matter who Brother Gui is, but the one who kicked Brother Gui probably has something to do with this one.

"You said if I give him a kick, can he survive?" Aliya pointed to Raja whose complexion turned blue again.

"I think, if he can't be kicked to death by you on the spot, that's his ability." Sister Wujiu kindly persuaded: "Don't you still want to ask him something?"

"I'll just put in some effort. If he dies, it's because of his lack of strength. At worst, ask someone else."

Although there is only one Shiva member who can break through the blockade, the other party is already very capable.

But compared with Alia, their ability is probably not winning or losing, but how long they can survive under this one's hands.

For example, Sakanda took several hits from Alia before he died, so the bartender felt that Sakanda was actually more capable than the man in the suit...

After seeing the movement of the blue-faced man 'digging' himself out of the sunken pillar decorative panel, Alia, who was delighted to see the hunter, moved.

She supported the bar with one hand, turned over and jumped out, a short distance of more than ten meters, started, approached, accelerated, and vacated.

Even if this set of movements is done smoothly and smoothly, how much destructive power can it have?

The blue-faced man who was kicked by Ah Miao before but still able to move normally seemed to be irritated.

He looked at Aliya who was flying into the sky, his eyes became fierce, and his originally rigid face showed a bit of vivid anger.

After all, anyone who is repeatedly disturbed and teased by these guys will feel irritable, just like a lion provoked by a hyena.

The green-faced man slammed the mallet in his hand on the ground, clenched his fists with both hands, and stretched out his chest, all the muscles in his body tensed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"who are you?!"

"Guga——"

PS: I figured it out, life is not just about getting some french fries, I got it!

PS2: continue tomorrow

Chapter 1609 1378 - Treat

Alia's flying kick was about to fall, and she didn't have time to say the long line of 'passing Kamen Rider'.

Compared with Ah Meow's flying pounce, Aliya's knight kick doesn't have any sound and light special effects, no matter how you look at it, it's pure death of a beautiful girl with no power to restrain the chicken.

With her body, her starting speed, and her movements—well, the flying kicks are quite standard.

But Raja had already realized the reason why he was hit by a humanoid dump truck before. Looking at the other party's ears and tail, he knew that it was probably a benefactor of God.

For those aliens, it is completely understandable to do this step, after all, they are all existences comparable to alien species.

But you are a human being!A little girl!

Just looking at the clothes, you can tell that they are ordinary people working in the hotel!how dare you? !

Obviously, he felt that he was actually okay after catching the flying kick from the benefactor before...

Just being a bystander is not enough. The Juggernaut Priestess looked at the blue-faced man standing still with a shocked expression, her small mouth was slightly opened, and her eyes were absent-minded.

She didn't know how powerful Arya's kick was - but she was Arya!

It was that terrifying black-robed tyrant!Even if this kind of existence raises its hand casually, shouldn't it be ready?

On the other hand, Ah Miao squatted down obediently and covered her ears, and even recited it in advance, unable to bear to watch the next scene.

Also on the earth side, if it was in the world of grace, even the golden sweat of the orc race would not dare to say that he stood still and took it hard.

Sister Jiu even rubbed her heart subconsciously, thinking of Mani Jiantuo who was punched directly to the point where his tendons were broken, his bones were fractured, his chest was sunken.

That guy is also a master, but he didn't disappear all at once...

In the next second, a flying kick landed, and the two figures collided.

Raja, who didn't have the sharp perception and intuition of Caiba, didn't feel his breathing stagnate until this time, and his eyes went dark.

However, in the eyes of outsiders, it was clearly a human-shaped cannonball blasted out of the hotel lobby in a violent manner!

The air wave visible to the naked eye exploded in front of Raja's chest, and a muffled sound like a collapsed floor was accompanied by the air wave "boom—" on the spot.

The body of the blue-faced man arched up, and his upper body led his lower body without any effort, flying backwards in an almost flat L-letter posture.

Such a figure slammed into the side of the revolving door in the hotel lobby, and then the door frame of the revolving door and the reinforced concrete structure inside were dented, and gravel residues shot out, covering all the originally smooth ground countertops around. It was mottled.

As if that wasn't enough, the other party rushed out and rolled on the street for a full 20 meters, dragging construction debris and bloodstains all over the place, and hit a lamppost on the side of the street. Lightning struck, shaking in place several times, swaying from side to side like a weak willow supporting the wind.

Then it slowly twisted and collapsed in the direction of the hotel, and the lower half of the lamppost was completely sunken like a truck hitting it.

Obviously, the previous heavy blow caused the original rigid structure of the lamppost to be unable to maintain a vertical standing posture.

But if you look closely, you will find that in addition to the sag of the column, this heavy blow also directly broke the concrete foundation like a truck collision.

The blue-faced man had already been folded in half, wrapping around the base of the lamppost like a rubber man.

Internal training of muscles, bones and skin failed to allow him to hold on for a while, his spine was shattered and fractured, and his external kung fu practiced horizontally has dissipated.

Compared with the tragedy of the street lights, Aliya's side is not without cost.

The soles of her shoes had exploded, and the entire elastic sole was completely flattened and could not be recovered. When it landed, even the bottom of her trousers were blown into pieces.

God knows what kind of physics and mechanics formula this exertion is supposed to be. If it is used as a test question, it is estimated that half of the senior high school students in the class will be strangled to death.

But no one has an opinion - is there anything wrong with talking about human science in a place where aliens appear?

Sister Jiu just covered her face and refused to take a closer look, it was too cruel and bloody.

This extremely violent fighting style can no longer be described in terms of violent aesthetics. No matter how you look at it, it is in the category of massacre.

Why bother?Is it bad to use a gun?Even if he is pulled out and shot for 5 minutes, at least it can make the other party die more clearly...

Aliya patted her trousers: "Dead?"

Ah Meow straightened up and looked into the distance, then shook her head: "Meow——"

"It's fine if you die. It's true that you don't have the resistance to beating those who practice yoga secrets. It's not good for him."

Aliya didn't take it seriously, seeing that Lie Xinxi didn't mean that he would save the opponent's life, as if he could save the other's life if he won.

Lord Shiva, there are no innocents shot by these guys one by one, and every other shot one by one is all missed. The upper limit of the dark world is nine rounds, and the lower limit is probably a share of Nanya. Those guys are not as good as the sticks in Gyeongbokgung Palace.

"Xihe—"

Arya looked at the hammer that had been left in place, picked it up, and weighed it.