A Panda's Martial Arts

Jonathan turned his head and glanced at the panda that swooped up.

"Is the earth such a fragile thing in your eyes? How is it possible? Even if it is a large-scale geological disaster, only human beings will die. After the disaster is over, new races will naturally be born. civilization……"

"Then you are really a traitor."

33 titanium alloy paper airplanes swam around, and all the slender spider threads that were close to the panda were cut to pieces.

Immediately afterwards, the three paper airplanes left the invisible track around the panda and went straight to Jonathan's face.

Killing intent, this is a rare killing intent. From his debut until now, it was the first time he wanted to kill a target so wholeheartedly.

It wasn't any consequence after the contest, nor was it a choice made in a desperate situation, but from the bottom of my heart, I wanted to physically erase the man in front of me.

Pandas don't understand those big principles. In fact, until now, he has been unable to determine what is truly correct. This is directly reflected in his martial arts. Most of his practice is in confusion. During the middle school, he never had any views on the sect, nor did he have any preferences, which means that he can learn any technology at will, but it is difficult to reach a high level in a single item.

Once upon a time, he also used the idea of ​​inclusiveness to comfort himself, telling himself that the world is constantly changing, spring, summer, autumn and winter, vicissitudes, everything in the world is in constant motion, and the only constant thing is this change itself.

This kind of metaphysical thing did make him logically self-consistent, and even pushed his martial arts to an unimaginable level, but the characteristic of "water is good for all things without fighting" directly cut off his reason for taking action, even if life and death In the fight, he will still let him keep one hand, and give the opponent a chance to start over.

But now, Panda suddenly realized a problem.

In addition to change itself, there is another thing, which is also constant.

That is cerebral palsy.

Cerebral palsy will not change, and it is impossible to wake up from cerebral palsy. Everything may be false, but only cerebral palsy is absolutely true.

Cerebral palsy, after all, is real cerebral palsy.

Just like some jokes said, learning martial arts is to make cerebral palsy reason with you.

As for when cerebral palsy is unreasonable?

"Then let there be one less cerebral palsy in the world."

Thirty paper airplanes covered the whole body, and the panda's sharp claws faced Jonathan as a hood.

"interesting!"

Looking at the sharp blades around the panda, Jonathan laughed out loud.

"Good weapon! It was specially developed to deal with me! To save mankind, you killed me? What is the difference between you and me now!"

"no difference."

When fists and palms were exchanged, the panda nodded calmly.

"Why bother with the difference? Are you still looking forward to a battle between good and evil in your heart? Then what do you want to play? A brave man who saves the world? Or an evil big devil?"

The steel wire and the paper airplane fought together, and the heavy punches of Panda and Jonathan also hit each other's chest at the same time.

"Do not be silly……"

The sharp claws were raised, and a large piece of flesh and blood was torn off Jonathan's chest.

"It's just all too common, cannibalism."

"There will be no more cannibalism in the future."

Jonathan's fingers trembled slightly, and the steel wire wound from behind fiercely cut into the panda's back.

"Your presence will unite them, and humans will never lose."

Chapter 330 The Final Battle

Impossible to lose.

Both sides in the war are so sure.

Whether it's the slender silk threads around Jonathan, or the 33 titanium alloy paper airplanes around the panda, the two sides with full firepower no longer have any defensive loopholes to speak of. What comes out, both sides have been invincible almost from the beginning.

This is no longer a martial art, and they who control these are more like a confrontation between two armies.

The thin paper plane made of titanium alloy is like a cruising cavalry, looking for any opportunity to see a needle, and the sharp blade will cut off a large piece of silk thread every time it charges——

But the slender silk threads did not lose the wind. These seemingly thin threads were woven into a tough net in an instant, just like heavy infantry waiting in battle, always ready to let those equally fragile paper planes collide with this wall of death. wall.

"You can't even pass my Great Wall, why do you stop me?"

While all the panda's attacks were blocked, Jonathan once again reached out to the seemingly ordinary sapling.

"Maybe you should go to the aircraft carrier battle group to see, at least it can teach you how to use flying..."

hum-

Four paper airplanes roared past, and the sharp blades forced Jonathan to withdraw his hand.

Maybe he's going to take back what he just said.Although the panda in front of him doesn't know how to use an airplane, he obviously knows how to use a knife.

And on the panda's right paw, a steel knife formed by overlapping three paper airplanes chopped down.

Zheng——

With the panda's swinging arm, the layered spider web was broken open with a single knife.

The battle was once again pulled into close hand-to-hand combat.

The silk thread tightened around the fist, and Jonathan swung his fist to meet it. In the process of punching, the slender silk thread has been intertwined into the shape of a sharp sword. The short sword with a jagged edge will bring a big blow if it is torn. Puffy flesh and blood, but was still blocked by the iron armor made of paper airplanes, and the sharp blade swung by the panda was also held in mid-air by the tight silk thread.

They all know each other way too well.

"So why are you stopping me?"

Jonathan gritted his teeth.

"If it's you, you should be able to understand what I'm doing. I just want a chance, a chance for humans to compete fairly with other races again. Only in this way can they get rid of the tragedy of the rise and fall of the dynasty and truly unite together... This is a human thing, what does it have to do with you? Why do you want to stop me?"

"Because you're becoming the kind of person you've ever despised the most."

The panda also clenched its fists.

"Because I understand your thoughts, I want to kill you... just like you would do the same."

"Why do you act as if you know me well?"

Looking at the panda close at hand, Jonathan suddenly smiled.

"Have you really understood me?"

"Varied……"

In the sight of the panda, Jonathan suddenly clenched his left hand.

The slender spider silk that had almost blended into the air suddenly appeared.

It was a fine net bag, which had been attached an inch away from the panda's abdomen at some point, and with the force of Jonathan's left hand pulling, the originally loose net bag was instantly tightened by the silk nooses on the left and right sides. .

It wasn't a killer move, and it wasn't even a throwing skill, but it was such a move without killing intent that could deceive the panda's terrifyingly keen intuition.

"Bam—"

The moment the silk thread was taut, the spider web that seemed to be just for defense turned into a ferocious creation like a catapult.

Before he even had time to react, the panda's figure flew into the distance.

"Actually, we didn't need to fight each other from the beginning."

Seeing the figure of the panda flying out, Jonathan shook his head.

Is his purpose to kill the panda?Obviously not.Although the panda will bring him a lot of trouble, killing the panda is even more troublesome for him.

It doesn't need to be so troublesome, all he needs is a little time.

"Just a little time..."

With a sigh, Jonathan's hand finally reached for the inconspicuous little tree.

As long as this small tree is shaken, his power will be accurately transmitted to the stress point of the Himalayas by the roots of the tree. This was originally the ultimate weapon prepared for themselves by the cock clan who call themselves the people of the mountains, and it is also theirs. Last chance to come back.

Since they want a chance, Jonathan doesn't mind giving them a chance.

After all, the human species is like this, there must be someone to be the enemy.

Whether it is a backward feudal slave owner, an evil blood-sucking capitalist, or an anti-human fascist villain, only after clarifying one's own enemy, human beings will not continue to degenerate, and will they bloom in the battle with foreign enemies. The greatest brilliance--

And these ancient alien races are obviously better opponents. Only when the enemy is strong enough can human beings grow more and more under this pressure.

For the future of mankind, he is willing to be the villain who opened the gate of hell.

Even if it will cause a lot of blood debt...

"I will carry it all."

Facing the inconspicuous little tree, Jonathan threw his fist.

"For the glory of humanity—huh?"

A slender thread passed before Jonathan's eyes.

He couldn't be more familiar with this silk thread, after all, it was a killing tool made by himself——

But Jonathan clearly remembered that his silk thread had either been chopped off to the ground, or he had already taken it back. The remaining silk threads should all be entangled in his hands.

But where did the silk thread in front of me come from?

"you!"

Jonathan turned his head abruptly, only to see that the panda that flew upside down in mid-air also pulled his left hand.

"when will you……"

puff-

Accompanied by the panda's movement, Jonathan felt a sudden pain in his chest.

"what……"

Blood welled up in his throat, and Jonathan looked down at the thing that pierced him from behind.

It was half broken ivory.

"Oh! That's my ivory!"

There was an Indian beard shouting something in the distance, his voice was as noisy as a fly, but it was difficult for Jonathan to take care of these small problems any more.

His chest was completely pierced, and his lungs and heart were severely damaged. Even if he tried his best to turn around and punch that punch, he could no longer manipulate the steel wire to protect himself at the same time.