Do you think you can end the battle by touching the key points with your palm?
No, you can't!
My speed will be faster than your [Fa Jing].
The so-called Fa Jing is the most lethal move in Lin Nie's school.
Touching the target with the static palm, it is a full attack that is like hitting a cow across a mountain. It is also a cluster damage that concentrates all the power on a sharp point.
If such a move succeeds, you will be seriously injured even if you don't die.
Guanyin, who has lost all her arms, is equivalent to a snake with its fangs pulled out. She can't form any defense in front of Law's soft palm.
[Is it too late to pray at this moment?]
At such a critical moment, Nitro didn't think about that problem at all.
It can be said that it was a beast-like instinct. He didn't even take back Guanyin, who had lost her arm. No, it was too late to take it back and he threw out a palm.
It was no longer any palm of Guanyin, but a palm he threw out with his flesh, aiming at Law who was close at hand.
Nitro wants to be faster than Law's Fa Jing because he knows that Fa Jing is a kind of move that generates cluster damage in a static state, so it must be stored up.
Storing up power is a pause.
A pause is an opportunity.
Is his palm faster or Law's Fa Jing faster?
[Fa Jing]
In the face of Nitro's dangerous move, Law's eyes flashed with luster and did not waver.
The mental power in the body, like a pump, pushed the mental power in, and then pulled it out, gathered on the right arm, and passed it straight to the palm.
Then, Nitro's palm hit and kissed Law's forehead.
All of a sudden, blood blossomed on Law's forehead.
So bright, so dazzling.
The blood was almost in front of his eyes, so the smell of blood was very strong.
Law stared at Nitro's eyes, letting the blood on his forehead turn into several streams and flow to his chin.
A drop of blood fell to the ground first.
Tick.
A ripple.
Tick.
Two ripples.
Time seemed to be frozen at this moment.
The two of them maintained their respective postures, not moving at all.
Guanyin, who had lost her arm, stood quietly behind Nitro. She was like the strongest shield, never leaving him. But from beginning to end, Kelo did not summon General Baiyu.
Was this contempt or going easy on him?
No one knew.
The only thing that can be known is that Luo can not kill.
"Hu."
Nitro exhaled with difficulty. He slowly and stiffly withdrew his blood-stained right palm, and then calmly placed it by his side.
Then, he took a deep look at Law, then lowered his head to look at the hand that was imprinted on his chest, with a faint wry smile at the corner of his mouth.
"What's that?"
Nitro asked doubtfully.
Luo Hui said, "Domain."
"Is it a technique or a name?"
"Yes."
"Oh."
Nitro nodded slightly.
When the last syllable came out, his mouth did not open too much, and there was no exaggerated vomiting action, but a lot of blood rushed out of Nitro's mouth.
Before the blood came out, Nitro had actually spat out a big mouthful of blood, and the blood was on Law's forehead and face.
The blood flowed out and instantly soaked Nitro's lapel red.
Outside the field, Mo Laowu and the others were all shocked and rushed to the field.
The amount of bleeding from the inside to the outside was no joke. It was obviously a serious internal injury.
Compared with the tension of Mo Laowu and others, Nitro, as the person involved, was very calm.
He looked at his blood and whispered in an inexplicable tone: "Too slow."
As if mocking himself: I'm old.
His eyes began to darken, and his thoughts seemed to be disconnected.
The key is the air pressure, right?
It played a key role in guiding the Hundred Styles of Guanyin palm attack, and also blocked his last chance.
The final result was that he was not as fast as Law.
At the last moment of losing consciousness, Nitro thought so.
His body fell forward, but he did not fall to the ground because Law held him.
Guanyin, who stood quietly and motionless, suddenly scattered into countless small golden spots of light.
As Nitro lost consciousness, these small golden spots of light representing the power of mind did not retract into Nitro's body, but dissipated naturally in the air.
If Nitro had the strength to take back the Hundred Styles of Guanyin first at that time, then his last palm could have exerted more power and faster speed, and the result would not have been certain.
But there was no if.
Law did not give Nitro this environment, but in the final analysis, as Nitro himself said, his attack was not faster than Law's power, which was the most fundamental reason for his defeat.
"Old man, this is the last time."
Law looked at Nitro, who was in a coma, and did not care whether Nitro could hear him or not.
This was the last time he played with Nitro, and there would be no more. Moreover, he believed that Nitro would not find him again.
The first person to arrive was Mo Laowu, who came to hold Nitro's shoulder, and immediately looked at Law and stopped talking.
"He won't die."
"…"
Mo Laowu seemed to have a big walnut in his throat.
Others also came to the side and looked at the two with different expressions.
It seemed that they had a lot to say, but in the end, they could not say anything.
Law did not care about this strange atmosphere. He looked at Jin and said, "Tell Old Bai to be on standby."
Jin nodded. He was in a strange mood at the moment. He could not help but look at Nitro.
Nitro's injury was not life-threatening, but it was very serious.
The hospital's level could not make Nitro recover in a short time. Only Old Bai's mind could make Nitro recover quickly.
"It's ruthless."
Woking came to Law and hammered Law on the shoulder. He did not know if he had feelings for Nitro during this period of time.
Ruthless?
Luo laughed in spite of himself.
His last palm was not merciful in speed, but he took a little strength in power.
At that time, it was actually very dangerous. The power of the soft palm had to be controlled to a specific extent, with the two effects of interrupting Nitro's attack and making Nitro lose his fighting power.
In an exciting and tense moment, there can be no more or less. It is a situation where the margin for error is very low.
As a result, he succeeded.
Although he was not a battle maniac like Nitro, anyone would always have a sense of satisfaction after completing a stunning operation.
Now Law had this kind of satisfaction, but he just did not say it.
Nobunaga stood on one side with a long sword, becoming a quiet handsome man, because the shadow of yesterday was still lingering.
Machi kicked Woking's calf.
Woking suddenly looked at Machi in confusion. Although he did not speak, his eyes were asking: Why did you kick me?
Machi was too lazy to pay attention to him, leaned to Law's side and reached out to hold Law's hand.
Law smiled at her and immediately met Biscay's complicated expression.
Biscay knew Law's strength very well, so she was not surprised that Law could beat Nitro.
As for why the mood was so complicated.
How to say, Nitro was from the Heart Source School, she was also from the Heart Source School. In the final analysis, Law was also from the Heart Source School.
Before the battle began, she hoped that Law could beat Nitro.
However, when the result was presented in front of her, she could not laugh.
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