Chapter 1965 Visualization Object [Muscle Golden Wheel

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The veins of Xie Yimu swelled, and the whole body exuded a red aura, which was exactly the same as Su Yunbing's red. This was the color that represented pure power.

"Missed muscles."

Xiaolaodi looked at Xie Yimu's perfect body and sighed.

The next second, a foot kicked him hard on the old face.

The old head turned 180 degrees in an instant, and the bones creaked, but then twisted back 180 degrees and returned to its original position.

The young man licked the blood that spilled from the corner of his mouth: "Young people don't follow martial ethics, and I almost got kicked to death by you."

Just this hand shocked the whole audience. Xiao Lao Di's neck seemed to have no bones. He could twist it back 180 degrees. Is this still a human body?

"I didn't feel the kick. Did you twist my neck to remove my power?"

Xie Yimu's brows frowned, and his power was neutralized.

"The little old man's head is weak. You can't feel anything when you kick him."

Xiaolaodi waved his hands and smiled.

Xie Yimu punched Xiaolao Di's chest again. The wind roared. Xiaolao Di retreated. He seemed to be in a hurry. His feet were unsteady and he tripped and fell to the ground. He dodged the punch impartially. .

Xie Yimu's eyes became sharp, his hands moved out frequently, and the shadows of fists filled the sky. The scarlet power breath gave off a sense of explosion, and explosions occurred one after another wherever the strong wind blew.

Even with the protection of the ban, the creatures in the audience instinctively huddled up, fearing that they would be affected.

The little guy was rolling and crawling, and compared to Xie Yimu's punch speed, he was as slow as a tortoise, but just in such slow motion, he could always dodge the fatal blow.

Even if he was hit by one or two punches occasionally, his body would fall like leaves, as if there was no gravity.

After several fights, Xiao Lao Di was unscathed despite his appearance.

"Release force, twist your body according to my moves, and completely release the force. Is this the skill you have learned by letting go of your strength?"

Xie Yimu frowned. He felt that every punch he punched hit the soft paper leaves, and the opponent received no force at all, which made him very unhappy.

But this can only be called a side path, not enough to be called a skill.

"Human beings have their limits, and I don't have divine substances in my body, so I have to find some tricks."

The little guy Di said cheerfully.

"Do you think I don't understand this little trick?"

"The so-called force relief also has a limit. If there is not enough space for force relief, you will be beaten to death with one punch."

Xie Yi Mu almost teleported to Xiao Lao Di and grabbed one of his arms, preventing him from moving freely.

"Oh, your speed is also extraordinary."

Xiaolaodi let his hand be grabbed, looked at Xie Yimu and sighed.

"I will not test you, let alone hold back. I am eager to understand the full extent of the skills you have mastered."

"Law of Power!"

Xie Yimu raised his right fist high, scarlet light bloomed, and the most primitive and wild power aura exploded, hitting Xiao Lao Di's head from top to bottom like a meteor.

Before the punches came, the arena that had been repaired before the start was once again broken into several pieces. Sand and rocks were flying, and smoke and dust were everywhere. It was shrouded in red light and it was difficult to see the inside.

"Boom!"

A huge roar sounded, and the arena was completely reduced to dust. The ground was covered with spider webs, and huge bottomless ravines extended in all directions. Even the restricted barrier protecting the auditorium had a few hair-thin cracks.

The place fell into silence.

The creatures held their breath and stared at the ring with wide eyes.

There is no life in the billowing dust, only the violent red light that belongs to the law of power flashes.

After a few breaths.

The smoke and dust dispersed, revealing a shocking scene.

Xiaolaodi had one hand behind his back and held Xie Yimu's wrist with the other hand, standing on the ring intact.

On the other hand, the evil memory curtain hit the ground hard, and the entire body was embedded in the ground. Only the wrist held by Xiao Lao Di was exposed.

The scene was shocking. No one knew what magical thing happened at that moment.

The little old man who was supposed to be at a disadvantage actually suppressed the God of Power in an instant.

The power displayed by that punch was not like holding back one's hands to hide one's weakness. Even the restrictive barrier arranged by Father God had cracks, which is enough to illustrate its power. But such a terrifying power was actually reversed?

How on earth is this done?

[Bai] saw it clearly: "The ultimate in ordinary martial arts, with the help of force, was raised to a new level by Renzu."

Li Xiaobai wondered: "But he is just an ordinary human body, how can he receive the fist of the God of Power?"

Logically speaking, an ordinary person's body would be crushed into powder by the punch without even being able to touch it, let alone relying on force. If you want to resolve the force, you must at least touch the opponent, right?

Mengxin explained: "With the blessing of the law of yin and yang, otherwise we would definitely not be able to do this."

Su Yunbing shook his head and disagreed with his statement: "Obviously not, it's because he prepared well. He didn't use the unloading technique from the moment he received the punch. The god of strength just stood in the ring, which was enough to make ordinary people Both human form and spirit will be destroyed.”

"And Xiao Lao Di is intact, which shows that he is adjusting his posture every moment to use his strength. When the two sides confront each other, he uses muscle shaking, twitching, and minimal body twisting to resolve the pressure of Xie Yimu's momentum. , and when fighting, he uses his own body as a conductor to circulate the power of Xie Yimu's punch through his body, pull it to his wrist, and then go out, and put it on the opponent in an instant. "

"The power equivalent to Xie Yimu's punch is returned to his body intact. Coupled with the rotation force of Xiao Laodi's body, this power is probably even stronger. If he can do this, I am afraid that every piece of internal organs in his body will be , flesh, blood, and even meridians can perform force-relieving techniques at will."

Su Yunbing was deeply touched by Xiao Lao Di's state. She was also a monk who hone her physical strength. She knew very well how incredible it was to achieve this. It could no longer be described as a miracle, it was simply a miracle.

Xiaolaodi used his personal release to explain to the world the feasibility of the theory. Even a mortal body can transform the power of gods, which subverted the understanding of the spiritual world.

"Crack!"

On the stage, in a huge pothole.

Xie Yimu slowly crawled out, covering his head with a look of confusion in his eyes.

Apparently he was blinded by the huge force that caught him off guard just now.

"How about it?"

"Is it okay?"

"Would you like to go down and take a rest?"

Xiaolaodi greeted him with a smile and asked thoughtfully.

"Need not……"

"I understand your moves. You use yourself as the axis and carrier to return all the incoming power intact. I was knocked down by my own power just now. It is indeed my power!"

Xie Yimu's eyes returned to clarity, and his whole body was full of fighting spirit.

"But if you let me know the secret of your moves, it is equivalent to exposing your fatal injuries to me."

"Removing force, converting force, and borrowing force to fight all require physical contact to complete. In the world of spiritual practice, there is more than just a fist-to-flesh fighting mode. If I don't touch you, how will you use this skill? Woolen cloth?"

Xie Yimu shook his hand, broke away from Xiao Laodi's hand, took a few steps back, and said coldly.

"You discovered me so soon. I'm in big trouble."

The little guy spread his hands and couldn't say no.

"Humph, just pretending."

Xie Yimu stopped talking nonsense and spread his arms. Layers of bloody mist surged around his body, and a huge golden wheel appeared behind him.

"Visualization object: [Muscle Golden Wheel]!"