"Feeling confused?"
Wei Curcuma kicked the humanoid that was staring at his white blood, knocking the unprepared creature to the ground.
"Do you feel any pain?"
He then punched it on the cheek, causing the other side of the head to hit the ground hard.
Watching it get up, Wei Curcuma didn't give him a chance to get up completely, and took off with his feet on the ground.
This technique is called the "Superman Punch" in the boxing circles. It can exert power far beyond the limits of a person's body. It is also known as the flying punch.
The skills he learned while watching TV were used without any hindrance at this moment. Wei Curcuma has always been a genius in this area. This punch can make a trained boxer fly away an opponent of the same weight, which is enough to prove its gold content.
But Wei Curcuma didn't just stop there. He jumped up to the diagonal high platform, and took off again from the high platform. He jumped to a height of nearly three meters that would make an ordinary person fall and hurt himself.
Jump up, take a step, jump up again while twisting your body to exert force, retract your fists, tighten your wrists, clamp your upper arms, swing your shoulders, and blast out. The strength of the whole body mixed with gravity is carried on the right hand wrapped with a black and red ribbon. The arm directly hit his body, which had just climbed up halfway, and hit its head violently.
Being hit by such force, its cervical vertebrae were as if it had been hit by a truck running at full speed, twisting into a 90-degree tearing curve, and its entire slender body flew out like a torn sack, smashing and smashing. Countless red plastic chairs flew away.
From Yu Zhiyu's perspective, it looked like an exaggerated scene like red flower petals being exploded by bullets. The slender human figure finally stopped on the side of the gymnasium wall, half of its body was smashed in, and it fell like a rag. With.
When the dust settled, Wei Curcuma spit out a mouthful of blood-foamed saliva.
At the moment when it was abnormally knocked away, it was able to counterattack Wei Curcuma with a fierce blow from an impossible angle in the same posture as it had just climbed up, hitting him on the cheek. At this moment, The cheek was quickly bruised and swollen.
The teeth on the inside were a little loose, but they quickly healed firmly. Wei Curcuma spitted out another mouthful of saliva. This time, there was only a little bloodshot left in the saliva. His physical strength and recovery power had also unknowingly reached the level where he could be called... To the extent of being a monster.
"Feeling fear?"
Wei Zeshu slowly approached the anomaly that had knocked down countless chairs. The other person had his head lowered and was lying against the broken wall. White blood flowed from his head and also from his facial features. It had no facial features, its nose, eyes, mouth and ears were outlined with white blood, and its orifices were bleeding at the moment.
The anger burning in his heart has not diminished at all, but this level is nothing compared to the classmates and teachers who were killed by it and painfully maimed by it.
