The huge ammo box and the huge Thunderstorm stood quietly under the sun.
Qin Fen passed by it and reached out to grab it in his hand. Right now, time was life. Ten seconds was usually a very short period of time. But right now! For those swift and fierce insect warriors, it would be a long century for them to kill wantonly.
Yang Jiwu looked at Qin Fen carrying the heavy weapon as if he was flying. He sighed again in his heart. It was hard to say whether he was the first among the young martial artists of East Asia. If it was among the East Asian recruits, Qin Fen could be called the first.
Although he didn't want to admit it, Yang Jiwu had to admit that he was far from qualified to become Song Wendong's grandson-in-law. Even if he challenged Qin Fen, he would only be humiliating himself.
More than a thousand recruits were caught up by the insect warriors before they could join the other part of the main force. With nowhere to retreat, Kyokushin Genichi acted as a temporary leader. The recruits hurriedly gathered together and began to support each other to fight back.
After all, the recruits were not insect warriors without fear. They knew what pain was, what it meant to cherish life, and what it meant to fear death.
In a one-on-one situation, the difference in strength between the two sides was already very big. One side had five-star strength while the other side only had three-star strength.
Under such a gap, the weaker side might have some chance of winning if they fought with an aura of desperation. However, as several recruits had their heads smashed by the insect warriors and their hearts ripped out, they were completely scared out of their wits.
They had never been on a real battlefield, so naturally, they had never seen bloody deaths. Instead, they could only exert eighty percent of their usual strength.
Survival depended on luck if they wanted to exert more than their usual strength. They could only exert eighty percent of their strength. For a time, the screams of the recruits' deaths were heard one after another.
When Qin Fen entered the battlefield, the insect warriors had already dispersed to fight. The insect warriors that did not fight in groups could not really pose any threat to him in a one-on-one or two-on-one battle. The tyrannical strength destroyed three nearby insect warriors instantly.
Yang Jiwu rushed into the battlefield and jumped into the crowd. He came to the adjutant's side in a few leaps. There were still Kyokushin Genichi, Okamoto Takeshi, and Park Jong-Hwan here to support the situation. It was far more stable than other places.
He grabbed the megaphone from the adjutant's hand and shouted, "Don't panic! We've already killed half of these monsters, they're not invincible! "
The recruits who were screaming and fleeing suddenly quietened down. Their morale, which was on the verge of collapsing, stabilized in that instant.
These days, the recruits were used to listening to Yang Jiwu's words. Usually, in order to establish his personal prestige, Yang Jiwu would often display his strength. Whether it was spear techniques or martial arts techniques, they were far superior to the recruits.
It could be said that he was the pillar of support in the hearts of most recruits! Now, the recruit commander-in-chief whose body was stained with the blood of insect warriors had returned!
Many recruits subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound. Even many insect warriors were attracted by the loud sound of this loudspeaker.
At this moment, Yang Jiwu became the real focus of the battlefield.
A ferocious roar suddenly rang out from behind Yang Jiwu. Park Jong-Hwan's body suddenly flew up. A huge palm print with a powerful force pierced through his chest from his back!
The sound of bones breaking and the sound of internal organs bursting out from the skin on his chest sounded almost at the same time!
A four-star peak martial artist was dead.
Park Jong-Hwan didn't even have time to feel the pain. His body was already flying high, and his internal organs and bones broke through the skin on his chest and flew out.
He looked back at Okamoto Takeshi, puzzled. This Neo Sumo expert who suddenly attacked and had his strength increased sharply.
Without waiting for him to understand what had happened, Okamoto Takeshi roared and waved his arm, which was as thick as a stone pillar, and smashed it towards Yang Jiwu's completely exposed and defenseless back with the Great Monument Breaking Hand.
"Not good!"
As the danger of life and death approached, Yang Jiwu had goosebumps all over his body. He immediately activated his biochemical beast, and the three dipper true energy quickly flowed along his bionic meridians.
He planted his feet on the ground like a rooted tree, neither retreating nor dodging. Instead, he twisted his waist, turned sideways, and shook his shoulders. His entire arm was like a sharp arrow shot from a divine bow, thrusting towards the Mighty Miracle God. His target was the palm that was as thick as the Mighty Miracle God's.
This move of Yang Jiwu's Arrow Fist and Arrow Kick, which was launched later, had released all of his strength in a moment of life and death. Even Qin Fen, who was not far away, was amazed.
Okamoto Takeshi's arm-thick hair fell back against the strong wind. The Arrow Fist had yet to arrive, but the pressure of the arrow was already close!
Qin Fen's pupils constricted. This Arrow Fist was no longer a simple punch. What was powerful was not the degree of concentration of the Arrow Fist, but the aura of power in the Arrow Fist! There was no turning back!
The moment Yang Jiwu turned around and punched, he suddenly had an unprecedented feeling. At this moment, there was no one else between heaven and earth, not even his opponent, Okamoto Takeshi, existed. There was only a huge palm, and this palm was like an arrow target on an ancient battlefield!
All the murderous aura on the battlefield was absorbed by Yang Jiwu into this one-way arrow! Essence, energy, and spirit were all condensed to an unprecedented peak!
The aura of power of Qin Fen's punch made him feel that his biochemical beast, fist technique, and true energy had perfectly fused together. It was like the rumored unity of man and nature in martial dao!
Such a blow was no longer a fierce and fierce Arrow Fist, but a blow that was truly a fusion of heart, skill, and body!
Even a peak seven-star martial artist would find it difficult to resist the full blow of a six-star martial artist coupled with a level two fusion biochemical beast! Not to mention a blow that was a fusion of heart, skill, and body!
Yang Jiwu was confident that even if Qin Fen were to fight with this blow, he would definitely be able to defeat Qin Fen.
BOOM!
The fist and palm collided like a car collision. The sound of flesh and bone colliding was so loud that it made people's ears ring. Okamoto Takeshi's seemingly meaty palm, which was like a big cattail leaf fan, was as taut as steel. Yang Jiwu's Arrow Fist looked like a toothpick in comparison.
As the fist and palm collided, Yang Jiwu's posture of drawing the bow and shooting the arrow shook. The sturdy and wear-resistant military boots under his feet made a cracking sound, and the soil and weeds under his feet also rolled and splashed outwards.
Yang Jiwu only felt a force that could topple the mountains and overturn the seas breaking through his body along the surface of his fist. The bones in his fist and arm made a cracking sound, and then his body flew high into the air, as if he had been hit by a high-speed F1 car. The friction with the air made a whistling sound like a cannonball, and a stream of blood spurted from his mouth.
The few young experts with the best eyesight could see that the veins in his whole body were twitching, and the pores on his right arm that used the Arrow Fist kept spurting beads of blood.
A blow that was a fusion of heart, skill, and body was actually defeated!
A blow that used the biochemical beast to release an unprecedented strength was defeated in such a straightforward manner, without the slightest bit of sloppiness.
Qin Fen and the others were shocked. It was extremely difficult to take that punch just now, let alone defeat the opponent in an instant.
Okamoto Takeshi, a peak four-star martial artist, had actually done something that was difficult for a young six-star martial artist to do.
A Great Monument Breaking Hand sent Yang Jiwu to the brink of death. Okamoto Takeshi looked up to the sky and let out a long roar once again. His huge and fat body was now covered with bulging veins. The veins were intertwined with each other and completely surrounded his thick fat, turning him into a huge greenish-black meat egg.
His two extremely thick arms were also covered with hideous and twisted black veins. The loud heartbeat sounded in this quiet battlefield, thump … thump … thump.
Every time the sound came out, it would severely knock on the recruits who had just regained their morale. Yang Jiwu was defeated. He was easily defeated by this Great Demon God who only appeared in myths and legends.
The insect warriors, who were still going berserk just now, all knelt down to Okamoto Takeshi, who let out a roar, at this moment, just like the ancient courtiers worshipping the emperor.
Okamoto Takeshi had become an insect warrior.
Qin Fen and the others exchanged glances and saw the worry in each other's eyes.
Three-star recruits, after becoming an insect warrior, had their strength skyrocketed to the realm of a five-star martial artist. Okamoto Takeshi was a four-star martial artist. According to this calculation, wouldn't he be a six-star?
An ordinary recruit, after becoming an insect warrior, would have the strength of a thousand pounds. This Okamoto Takeshi, who was originally extremely strong and walked the path of fierce and overbearing martial dao, how strong was his strength now?
The most unbelievable thing was that Okamoto Takeshi was in the level two fusion state of his biochemical beast! In the last battle with Zha Can, he didn't even have the chance to use his biochemical beast and was completely defeated.
Today, he finally had the chance to activate his biochemical beast. With just one punch, Okamoto Takeshi's attack, which was the fusion of 'heart', 'skill', and 'body', was completely shattered and sent to the brink of death.
The moment the roar ended, Okamoto Takeshi stomped his feet on the ground. That huge body, coupled with the power of the Demon God, made the leaves of the big tree shake. The recruits nearby even thought that there was an earthquake.
His body was huge, but it didn't hinder the high-speed movement of Okamoto Takeshi's huge body in the slightest. The moment his feet stomped on the ground, Okamoto Takeshi appeared in front of Zha Can as if he had teleported. His huge palm, which was like a cattail leaf fan, rolled the Great Monument Breaking Hand and enveloped Zha Can.
No one knew whether Okamoto Takeshi could still think. But he at least instinctively remembered that he had been defeated by Zha Can before.
Okamoto Takeshi's speed was too fast. Just as the whistling sound reached Zha Can's ears, that huge, cattail leaf fan-like Great Monument Breaking Hand had already smashed down.
He wanted to dodge, but all his escape routes were completely sealed by this Great Monument Breaking Hand. The consequence of forcefully dodging was that he would be able to dodge this attack, and when facing the next attack, he wouldn't even have the chance to resist and counterattack.
The distance between the recruits and the experts was relatively far. Even if they did their best to dodge, before receiving the second attack, no one would be able to rescue them in time.
PS: Today I have a lot of snot and tears … Skyscraper also … caught a cold … Fortunately, it's not the swine flu. My head is dizzy, and there will be a second chapter. There will be a second chapter today, and I will sleep after I finish … Have a good rest, and welcome the Shi couple's visit tomorrow.
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