Chapter 129 [More despicable skills] (23)
The owner of the stable maintained a kicking posture with his right foot, and the area at the ancestral hall quickly turned red.
Uppercut?
I think you are a troublemaker!
"Bang--"
The tall and burly BOSS had a distorted facial expression and his mouth opened wide, unable to make any sound. Immediately afterwards, the person's movements remained unchanged and he fell straight backward, kicking up a large amount of dust.
Don’t get me wrong, the person is not dead yet, but the corners of his eyes are moist and tears are falling down. Obviously, the macho gym leader let this uppercut not only render him incapacitated, but also caused him to become autistic and simply give up on himself.
“I’m dirty!”
The instigator looked at the blood on his fist, not to mention how ugly his face was. It was due to both the blood on the fist and the attack position of the "uppercut".
"Extremely Evil·Martial Daoist" you might as well just change the name to "Xia San Luan·Despicable·No Table for Dog Meat·Specialize in Watching People and Fighting in Three Ways·Martial Dao Jia" Forget it! !
He Sheng is completely "desperate" about "Martial Arts Master" and can't save anything. Who is a good person who always attacks others in three ways? But, that's the extent of the despicableness. There can never be a trick more shameless than demolishing a human shrine.
Half a million times today, his liver is still not full. He pushed open the hanging flower door with complicated emotions and chose the third copy. Once upon a time, when I came into contact with martial arts novels for the first time, I longed to win the snow in white clothes and travel to the end of the world with a sword.
Now, I turn into a crotch-gazing cat.
No wonder, no wonder Brother Xun said that ideals and reality are often two extremes.
Brother Xun: “It’s up to you, I said everything.”
Next, the remaining two hundred and seventy-five thousand and twenty times are over.
[Occupation: "Extremely Evil·Martial Arts Master"]
[Level: Lv10 (5500410/10000000)]
The next day, at night.
Half a million times, done quickly.
[Occupation: "Extremely Evil Martial Arts Master"]
[Level: Lv11 (5500410/20000000)]
"The next talent and skill should be Lv15."
Fifteen days later, half a million times achieved.
[Occupation: "Extremely Evil Martial Arts Master"]
[Level: Lv15 (5004100/60000000)]
[Talents: "Muscle Explosion", "Inner Demons", "Five Poisons", "Poison Wounds"]
[Skills : " Kick Technique: Lower Kick" Lv4, "Footwork: Shunpo" Lv4, "Sanshou: Neck Break" Lv3, "Boxing Technique: Uppercut" Lv2, "Street: Poison Tempering"]
He Looking at the words "Quenching Poison", I fell into silence and was speechless for a long time.
On the road to despicableness, "Martial Arts Master" is running fast and never to return.
"Martial arts master, these three sacred words. In the end, it was dirty just because of the two words "extremely evil" in front of it." His tone was full of regret.
After he finished speaking, he turned around and went to find the King Kong Hall Master.
After a while, he came out with a grimace.
The skill "Poison Tempering" requires the use of weapons.
Don’t even think about it. If you hit it at a close range with the Kazhanga Heavenly Stick, whether it is poisonous or not, the person will be broken into pieces. No matter how violent the poison is, what's the use?
As for the bow and arrow in the equipment slot.
Using "Poison Quenching", the arrowhead turns green, and you can tell it is poisonous at a glance. Then... when the arrow hit the King Kong Hall Master and was bounced off by his tough skin, he fell silent.
The second time, I almost broke the iron tire bow.
The arrow was as fast as lightning, hitting the BOSS and shattering it into pieces in an instant.
There is no way, the pulling force that the iron bow can provide has a limit, and the quality of the arrows is there.
"Junk skills."
Forty days later, the 249,795th time.
[Occupation: "Extremely Evil Martial Arts Master"]
[Level: Lv20 (0/100000000)]
[Talents: "Devil Muscular Man", "Holding "Heart of Caution", "Invulnerable to All Poisons", "Poisonous Heart"]
[Skills: "Kicking Technique - Lower Kick" Lv5, "Footwork - Shunbu" Lv5, "Sanshou - Neck Break" Lv4, "Boxing Technique - Uppercut" Lv4, "Street - Poisoning" Lv2, "Weapon" ·Backstab》Lv1】
“???” When he saw the first talent, for some reason, the voice of Senior Brother Duan ShuiLiu came to his ears.
“In 1974, he won the championship in kickboxing for the first time in Southeast Asia; in 1982, he defeated the Japanese heavy gunner Thunder Dragon, and then defeated all Japanese karate masters for three consecutive years and won the All-Japan Championship. Free fighting champion. Nickname: Devil Muscular Man! "
If anything, his muscles are still exaggerated, but they are more linear than before, and they don't look bloated or bulky overall.
""Backstab"?"
Does it mean that there must be a weapon in hand when it is activated?
Forget it, let’s go find the King Kong Hall Master.
Ma Long: "I might as well gain experience."
Second copy, end of level.
"Weapon·Backstab" is launched!
The next second, a red message prompt appeared.
[Please stand behind the enemy to activate this skill. 】
Simple.
"Footwork: Shunpo", a flash of light, coming directly to the front. "Sanshou·Breaking the Neck", flashed twice, went around behind the back, and quickly tightened the neck of the Vajra Hall Master with his right arm.
The big BOSS immediately fell into a state of rigidity and remained motionless.
"Weapon·Backstab".
"锵——"
A sound of gold and iron sounded, and He Sheng suddenly found that a simple dagger suddenly appeared in his left hand.
“???”
Okay, bring your own weapons together, no wonder the prefix is [weapon].
Speaking of which, the skills are getting more and more buggy. It’s ridiculous that you can actually create weapons out of thin air!
Then, something even more outrageous happens next.
The left hand holding the dagger naturally thrust forward.
“Pfft——”
The sharp weapon penetrated his flesh, and the King Kong Hall Master's expression suddenly froze.
“(⊙o⊙)…”
The instigator looked down, only the handle of the dagger was exposed, his expression was also dull.
He subconsciously let go of his arms. The King Kong Hall Master staggered forward a few steps, and then fell to the ground with a plop.
"Woo woo woo"
There were bursts of sobs, and the tall and muscular man shed tears.
He did not laugh at the other party, but looked at the dagger with only the handle on the horse owner's butt, and fell into deep thought. In my mind, I remembered a sentence I said not long ago.
[This is the level of despicability. There is no way there can be a trick more shameless than demolishing a human shrine. 】
In fact, it really happened.
"You call this "Backstab"? Isn't this "Millennium Killing"?"
He never expected that what he thought was a "backstab" was a stab in the back. As a result, the skill "Backstab" is the kind that specializes in sewers and makes blood flow.
"Dirty, I'm dirty."
The King Kong Hall Master muttered in a low voice, his eyes full of despair, a look like [Tired, destroy it! ] expression.
“I’m dirty too.”
He Sheng looked at his left hand, an indescribable emotion spreading. Good guy, your right foot demolishes the ancestral temple, your right fist makes trouble, and your left hand makes an asshole, can there be any clean place on your body?
"I can't cleanse myself from the yin-kidnapping, mischievous punches, and thousand-year-old killing." The first two can be explained to some extent. After all, these two moves are not exclusive to him. There are more or less similar moves in other boxing gyms.
It’s just the latter’s stabbing, chrysanthemum. I really can’t explain it, even if it’s covered in mouth.
"In the future, try to use it as little as possible."
What can he do? He is also desperate.
(End of this chapter)