"Boom!"
The bricks covering Xiao Luo's body splashed in all directions. Yellow sand flew in all directions. Xiao Luo stood up again. His clothes were torn and scarred, but his hostility was even stronger. He walked step by step until he was more than ten meters away from King Kong. Then he sat cross-legged and used Yi Jin Jing to regulate his internal injuries.
"We can't let them fight anymore. Send guards to stop them!"
In the office building, Dongfang Shuo Yu felt that the situation was not good. These were two S-class soldiers. It was okay to compare notes with each other, but it could not evolve into a life and death battle. If that happened, the loss of NSA would be huge.
Zhang Gu frowned and did not give an order for a long time.
Dongfang Shuo Yu was so anxious that he shouted, "Old Gu, what are you still thinking about? Mr. Mie has already proven his strength. If we continue to fight, both sides will suffer. Do you want to see our two S-level soldiers become disabled?"
Zhang Gu gritted his teeth and loosened his clenched fists. He sighed and said, "Well, call the guards to stop them …"
"Wait a minute!"
At this moment, an old and dry voice sounded.
After Zhang Gu and Dongfang Shuo Yu saw the person who came, their faces changed color. Then they quietly respected him, as if they were subordinates facing their superiors. They straightened their bodies.
…
…
On the training ground, Xiao Luo, who had been sitting cross-legged and adjusting his breath for a moment, looked much better. He stood up, and his eyes were full of fighting spirit as he glanced at King Kong. He said lightly, "Again!"
King Kong was slightly stunned. He was surprised that Xiao Luo could recover so quickly. However, this was a happy thing for him. He had not met a decent opponent for a long time, and had not really let go of the fight for a long time. This opponent was like a timely rain, relieving his thirst and thirst.
He moved his neck left and right, "Well, let's continue."
After saying that, he actually took the initiative to rush toward Xiao Luo. After a five-meter burst, he leaped into the air. His clenched right fist drew an extremely fierce arc, and with the momentum of Mount Tai, he violently blasted toward Xiao Luo.
The power shook the sky!
Xiao Luo was like a hungry wolf baring its fangs. His face became a little ferocious. With a roar rolling in his throat, he also burst into the air. The onlookers inhaled and exhaled as he rushed up to the sky. He also met with a punch. His fist was like a sporadic cut through the air, breaking through the barriers of the air.
"Peng ~"
The scal-numbing sound of the impact exploded four meters in the air. The two fists collided, and the fierce force swept around like a storm....
......... but before they landed, both..........................................................
... by....... from this height....................................................................... es...............................
. "So strong …"
Ji Siying swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Her face was full of shock. Although she had long been mentally prepared that Xiao Luo was strong, she did not expect him to be strong to this extent. He was unscathed when he clashed head-on with King Kong. How did he train his body to be so strong?
She didn't know that this was the double effect of the King of Mercenaries' Constitution and the Yi Jin Jing's Marrow Cleansing. Under the circulation of his internal force, an ordinary person could only produce a superficial wound even if they used all their strength.
"Not bad, and this guy is quite handsome."
Fu Yiren muttered to herself like a little girl who hadn't seen much of the world. Then the corner of her mouth curved into a charming smile. She was referring to Xiao Luo.
Xiao Luo and King Kong, who were lying on the ground full of yellow sand like four-legged beasts, raised their heads. Their eyes were full of bloodlust and fighting spirit. The air in the training ground froze under their aura.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for practicing the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. It costs 150,000 points!"
In Xiao Luo's mind, the system's emotionless prompt sounded. At the same time, a line of introduction was shown in the form of a light screen: The world's most masculine martial arts. It is invincible and unbreakable. It can be light or soft at will. It can mix hard, soft, and hard. Every move requires the use of internal force. The stronger the opponent, the stronger …
All the bones in his body were crackling. All the moves of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms appeared out of thin air. They were so familiar that it was as if they were created by him.
"Again, I want to fight to my heart's content today!"
A hysterical roar of excitement exploded at the tip of his tongue. King Kong's entire body shot up like a rocket, carrying a terrifying might that was like a tsunami as he charged forward, leaving behind flying sand and dust along the way. The scene was extremely visually impactful.
The distance of more than 10 meters was shortened in the blink of an eye. He approached with a strong force like the wind and lightning!
"I'll use you to test its power!"
Xiao Luo stood up and circulated his internal force to his hands. His right arm bent inward, his right palm drew a circle, and then he pushed it out fiercely with a whoosh.
"Roar!"
Accompanied by a deafening dragon's roar, an earth-shattering force swept through the whole training ground. The vast force was surging like a raging sea. The majestic palm force was like a rolling river, rushing toward King Kong like a torrential river, stirring up yellow sand along the way.
King Kong's face changed color. This palm force was definitely not something that King Kong's indestructible body could withstand. But there was no way to avoid it, so he could only grit his teeth and bear it.
"Boom ~"
The palm force hit in the form of a storm, like a tornado parallel to the ground, with a terrible power that could tear everything apart.
The strong wind messed up Xiao Luo's hair, but his body was firmly nailed there like an iron pillar. At this moment, his figure gave people an unattainable feeling.
"Ah ~"
Finally, King Kong was unable to resist the palm force. He let out a painful howl and flew backward like a kite with a broken string. He finally landed on the ground 20 to 30 meters away. His pants were torn and tattered, leaving only his underwear. He looked like the members of the devil team in "Shaolin Football" who were hit by the last goal of the Shaolin team. He was in a sorry state.
But no one laughed at him, and no one felt that it was shameful. Everyone present, including Fu Yiren, was shocked as they looked at the training ground where the power storm gradually stopped.
Just now … What was that move? Why was there a dragon's roar?
Everyone opened their eyes wide and couldn't believe what they had just seen. It was definitely a scene that could only be seen in martial arts TV series. But now it happened in real life. How could this not be shocking?
"Eighteen Dragon Palms?"
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