It has to be said that some people are really talented. When the fists that were too much beyond the normal standards were thrown at Kohler, he felt that the sunlight above his head was completely covered.
At this time, people will only subconsciously cover their heads and reach out to make futile blocking movements, hoping that the damage caused will not directly smash their heads.
This subconscious action does not go through the brain's thinking, but is a subconscious protective action. It is a conditioned reflex formed by the brain's long-term training in controlling the human body.
At this moment, people will only feel that their brains are blank, because the whole body and mind are attracted by the threat brought by this punch, and all the energy of the whole body will be concentrated on the arm making the blocking action.
And this is exactly what Li Yi wants to see.
With just a thought, the micro-robot lying on Kohler spit out a drop of liquid from its thin mouthparts. The liquid flowed quickly along the skin and quickly found the target location - the one that was in the blocking state. arm.
Even Kohler himself didn't know that his arm became indestructible the moment the liquid reached it through the skin, even the strongest alloy in the universe was no more than that.
Of course, it doesn't matter if it's just solid, because solidity alone can't withstand the impact of powerful and fast speeds.
Therefore, this temporarily modified arm also has another powerful attribute.
The imaginary sound of the arm breaking did not sound. Kohler just felt a huge force being sucked in like a deflated balloon the moment it touched the top of his head.
And as the impact was absorbed, the huge sense of oppression that had been hovering above his head also disappeared.
Kohler looked at Chang Sanbeng, who was also confused, in astonishment, and found that the opponent's fist, which was bigger than his head, stopped right on his head, and was blocked by him with his thin arms... ..Block?
this!
Kohler looked at this scene in surprise. No matter how much he thought about it, he would never have thought that this scene would happen to him.
At that moment, he even suspected that the other party was just showing off.
But when he lowered his head and saw the ground shattered by the opponent's feet, he immediately gave up this idea.
He is familiar with every part of this street, and he knows very well that the seemingly dirty ground is actually paved with fired floor tiles, which are so hard that they can smash a person's head without leaving any traces. A trace.
Even such floor tiles were crushed by the big man in front of him.
How did you do it?
Although the sense of oppression had disappeared, Kohler knew that the danger had not passed, because the big man just tilted his head slightly, slowly retracted his fist, and stared straight at himself, with that vague sense of oppression. Attacked again.
This guy is coming again!
Suddenly, Kohler felt his scalp explode, but because of the previous experience and his unusually rich experience in street fighting, Kohler quickly calmed down.
Although he didn't know what happened just now, it stood to reason that there was no way he could dodge such an attack that could blow his brain with one punch.
But he was certain of one thing.
Perhaps, this has something to do with Lord Angel!
This is how people are, once a thought called hope pops up in their hearts, no matter how decadent they are, they will immediately cheer up and start to burst out with their strongest energy.
Kohler was no exception. Ever since he discovered that the angel he believed in had such abilities, he immediately gained the confidence to fight against him.
In addition, his body was extremely flexible and his speed was very fast. This caused Chang Sanbeng, who was known for his strength, to miss all his consecutive swings. However, Kohler seized the opportunity to use what he saw in the sewer. He stabbed the other person several times with a sharp weapon.
The scene immediately changed from the crushing situation to a balance of power.
This scene greatly surprised the onlookers, and at the same time, the indifference on their faces gradually gained some luster.
If you still can't tell that this kid Kohler has any adventures, then you really look down on these people who are making a living at the bottom.
Gradually, some people who were familiar with Kohler began to discuss it.
"This kid has been acting weird lately. It seems like he hasn't been out on the streets much since he took on the job of cleaning sewers."
"Yes, I also discovered that I used to squat in the back kitchen before the bakery closed in the evening, just to pick up the expired bread and eat it. I often saw it, but now there is no one there."
"Hey, I saw that kid last time. It was midnight and he had just come out of the sewer. Looking at him like that, not only did he not know how tired he was, but his face was full of excitement."
"What!? Are you sure? I've done it before. That place... to be honest, it's dirty, tiring, and smelly. It's not a place for people to stay at all. How did he stay in such an environment? A whole day?”
The other person had a look of disbelief on his face, obviously not quite believing what the other person said.
"These are not the main points. What I find most strange is that Kohler still believed in this kid, but recently..."
He didn't finish what he said, but everyone obviously understood what he wanted to say.
This guy is weird, he probably believes in some other god!
But everyone couldn't understand it again.
What kind of god has to stay in that sewer all day and night?
Is sewer semen semen?
Once they had this strange idea, these originally expressionless and indifferent neighbors all looked at the boy who was still fighting Chang Sanbeng with extremely strange eyes.
The small Kohler could not even reach the opponent's waist in front of Chang Sanbeng, who was as strong as a bear.
But for such a thin little man, he was not at a disadvantage at all, and instead fought back and forth with Chang Sanbeng.
Of course, due to flexibility issues, he is actually the one doing the trick most of the time.
In the eyes of everyone, as long as there is one careless moment, the fist that is bigger than the head is enough to give Khloe a drink.
This situation did not occur from the beginning to the end, until the bear-like Chang Sanbeng finally fell to his knees in pain.
The reason is also very simple. After his magical block blocked the fatal blow just now, Kohler did not rely on this magical power.
More often than not, he used the dagger he carried with him to inflict wounds on Chang Sanbeng by constantly changing his body movements.
He also had to admit it.
This guy's body is so strong.
Although most of the time, he could see an opening and stab the opponent's body with the dagger, but in fact, many times, the not-so-sharp dagger failed to cause much damage to the opponent. Even as soon as it was stabbed on the body, it slipped away with a swipe.
This can't help but make Kohler wonder, can a person have such a body?
What's more, this guy isn't even a genetic warrior.
But real ordinary people!
Kohler couldn't help but feel scared when he thought of this.
It was already so difficult to deal with when he was an ordinary person. If it hadn't been for the inexplicable blockage just now, he would have turned into a puddle of mud by now.
It is really not a wise move to be an enemy of such a person.
But there was nothing Kohler could do.
You don't want to be your enemy, but others don't want to let you go.
Probably no one would choose to sit back and wait for death at a time like this.
That’s what Kohler thought and did.
So he took action without any hesitation. After half an hour of fighting, he finally seized an opportunity and drove the dagger into Chang Sanbeng's vital part.
It was precisely because of this, and the wounds caused countless times before, that Chang Sanben, an extremely strong guy, couldn't hold on for a moment and fell to his knees on the ground.
But even so, he did not wave his fist at the cunning enemy again and again.
Although his body was covered in blood, he looked like a dying black bear. He was viciously slapping the hunters who tried to get close to him with his palms and letting out an unwilling roar.
This time, he lost.
