Chapter 202: Dedicated to the opponent

2002 Dedicated to the opponent's heritage (third more)
This is the realm. If you say that people who do n’t follow this path of cultivation, they ca n’t see it at all. There are still a lot of achievements in this path.
He could feel the danger of the other party.
This trick is called no attack
The name was not attacked, but it was a great oppression. Osho's expression became more and more ugly. Finally, a violent killing sound was shot.
Without a shot, his momentum will be completely suppressed.
Spooky Madness appears here
A monster like three heads and six arms rushed to Zou Liang, but this time Zou Liang was not polite, and suddenly a sliding shovel. This was the biggest gap in the early stage of Osho's move.
Talk to each other ~~
With a crisp and loud sound, Zou Liang's sliding shovel link was close to 150 degrees, and it was impossible to resist. Osho's head struck fiercely, followed by a 360-degree swing kick.
boom……
Osho was kicked off.
This is Shura.
Thunder serial kill
There is no defense at all. Osho is a famous genius in the boxing world. It is said that the mastery of rhythm has reached the extreme. Even if he can suppress him on the beast spirit and attributes, he cannot break his rhythm. Many people who really understand martial arts Optimistic.
Has never been burst by such a big move.
Osho fell to the ground and quickly climbed up. This is not reflected in the data. His body was tempered by countless heavy blows. Since the day he was sensible, this training has begun.
In the Orcs, there is a cruel family called Monta Ellis. As the immediate descendants of Monta Ellis, it is considered to be the most tragic thing. These children will have to undergo the cruelest training since their childhood. Master.
To be powerful, the royal family of the wolf clan must endure what ordinary people cannot do, do what ordinary people cannot do, and achieve the most powerful force.
Zou Liang's even strokes, I am afraid that a full-data soldier in white can't stand up, but Osho soon took up.
Wiping off the corner of his mouth, Osho's face showed a smile, and his health was gone, and now he has a little pain, how wonderful it is.
Standing up, Osho slammed his body, and a savage wolverine seemed to reveal the centuries of desolation of the wolf tribe.
Without madness, howling Osho became better, howling ...
The rapid wolf step and the chaotic rhythm, Zou Liang also showed an excited smile. In front of this wolf tribe knows how to play the steps, which is interesting.
So the soldiers who saw the pace of Osho have a sense of distortion. They substituted themselves into this battle. This pace ... is too painful. It just feels like they can't keep up when they look at it.
Some fighters with good strength turned pale instantly, apparently they were too invested.
At that time, I still remember that talented opponent, the semi-finals, and a pair of highly myopic glasses, the words were incoherent, but they gave Zou Liang the strongest resistance at the peak.
Named: Red Flame Ran
It's a genius who gathers pace, body rhythm, and even expression.
Super self-made, the two fought hard for 21 sets, so that the finals became clouds.
This Osho is a little charmed, but it's too much, so I miss this opponent.
During the chaos, Shura changed. The first was the change of momentum, and the qi was controlled by others. This is a transformation that no one can match. The momentum changes first, followed by the physical change, the distortion of the center of gravity, and then the change of pace.
Red Flame Ran
This is a complete reversal of people's habits, which is distorted, anyway, and continual chaos reveals good times.
When Zou Liang saw this rhythm, there was only one feeling, genius, real genius
puff……
The audience, especially the most recent one, saw a few soldiers who were watching intently, spurting blood and closing their eyes quickly.
They were too devoted, too beaten into the rhythm, and had been hurt by Osho, and the red violent violent killings could not be resisted.
Osho, who was in the middle of the game, had already reached his throat, and the figure in front of him was getting bigger and bigger. It was a state of unrecognizable Shura.
No one knows this terrible rhythm better than Osho.
He does not believe
This person will never be more than eighteen years old. Even if you start training from the mother's womb, it is absolutely impossible to realize this state. Maybe there is a genius in the beast spirit, but there is no shortcut in martial arts. It is absolutely impossible
Osho is desperately resisting. Each race has its own characteristics and strength. But when it comes to mentality, no race is better than the upper wolf race.
Zou Liang can conclude that even if he is a white warrior, he will vomit blood and die under this traction. If Osho had not awakened his memories and feelings, he would not have been able to exhibit such a degree of red inflammation.
This is the realization of martial arts.
Countless phantoms staggered, blood dripping from the corners of Osho's mouth, drop by drop, in the snow and ice, he was only five years old standing in the wilderness, savage winds were raging, besides being alone, he was the monster that appeared his body.
The wolf fights with the sky, with the ground, and with the entire beast.
In such a world, he survives, his body is like steel, and his will is better than steel.
Teeth bittered and rattled. He couldn't make a sound, but his heart was crying silently.
boom……
Zou Liang took a step. This was a blow to Osho's mind. Osho's heart was undoubtedly shaking, but Osho was still standing, his eyes were red, that was the unyielding wolf.
With this persistence, Zou Liang seemed to see the man in the glasses, biting his teeth as tightly as he could without saying a word, that fragile hand could burst into extreme operation.
In the twenty-first game, it was an unprecedented fierce battle. It was crazy. Everyone was crazy. In the twenty-first game, Zou Liang finally relied on the solid basic skills and experience, even physical strength, to win the game.
The eyed man fell, with a smile on his face. It was Zou Liang's most perfect battle. He won, but in fact he lost. He did not defeat the genius in terms of skills, nor did he give in to the other side.
The two figures seemed to overlap.
Zou Liang took the second step, and the momentum had completely covered Osho. It was Osho who pushed him out of this state, and he naturally wanted to return.
Osho's ice and snow world began to collapse, his body had collapsed first, terrible opponents, so strong, his father often said that the Mengjia Empire had countless talents, especially for many races, they had an inherent advantage, and the wolf had no talent, they Some are just as tough
Beyond the tenacity of any race, this kind of tenacity can give them strength and defeat those who rely on the existence of talent to achieve the strongest.
And in the history of the wolf race, there have indeed been more than one master in the world.
Wolves, once the eight major races.
嗷 ~~~~~~~~
Osho screamed earth-shattering, and stood up to the second step. At this time, the circle around the battle altar had fallen, but the weak ones did not know what happened.
third step
boom……
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This is Hongyan Chaos.
Osho's body turned into nothingness.
Zou Liang stood quietly. He knew that with this Osho's will, in reality he would meet him someday, and he was creating a powerful opponent.
On the pursuit of martial arts, they must meet
Glasses, this is a heritage dedicated to you.
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