Xie Yimu's face was ferocious, the muscles in his hands were bulging, and his veins seemed to be alive, struggling and beating, and his arms were broken.
His muscles broke through the restraints of the skin and were exposed to the sun.
The muscles wrapped the skin, turning the entire body into a monster covered by muscle tentacles, with only the scarlet eyes vaguely visible.
"What kind of look is this?"
Xiao Lao Di's eyes widened with disbelief on his face.
"I'm very pleased. It seems that even the ancestors couldn't reach this level back then. The strength is accumulated in the muscles and becomes stronger and stronger. In order to maintain the human shape, I can only keep compressing, compressing, and compressing it again. The skin and flesh restrain this body of violent muscles. If I completely let go of the restraints, this body of muscles will instantly cover the ring, spread to the audience, break through the venue door, and go straight into the sky!"
"You understand when I say this, let alone muscles, you can't even cut my skin. In the face of absolute power, any technique is useless!"
Xie Yimu's body trembled, and countless muscle tentacles flew all over the sky, pouring in from all directions towards Xiaolaodi, wrapping him tightly in an instant, and the muscle tentacles continued to tighten and squeeze inward.
This is an all-round force squeeze with no dead ends, leaving Xiao Lao Di with no room to move and unable to use his force-relieving skills.
But then the strangulation of the big meat dumpling suddenly collapsed, and each muscle tentacle suddenly accelerated in the direction of its original force, and rushed straight out without having time to turn around.
Xiaolaodi put his hands behind his back and walked slowly.
"You can take off your strength in this situation?"
Xie Yimu frowned. He had never mastered this technique, but in his mind, his whole body was wrapped and he couldn't move. How could he use this technique?
"I was teasing you just now. The active use of muscles is not a high-level skill. I practiced this move to the extreme thousands of years ago. But judging from the fact that you don't understand what just happened, it's obvious that you don't Not exercising every muscle to its maximum.”
The little guy chuckled.
"You know that nothing in the world is absolutely still. Stones that appear to be motionless are actually moving all the time, but they are invisible to the naked eye. If you follow the force, you can often have unexpected effects."
"For example, the tentacles you release have different patterns of rising and falling in the air, but I can accurately control them, find the force in them, and pull them, just like this."
Xiao Lao Di stretched out a finger and poked the tentacle closest to him a few times. The swing of the tentacle became significantly larger.
After a few more pokes, the tentacles began to dance wildly.
With a final flick of his finger, the muscle tentacles shot out like an arrow from a string, instantly piercing Xie Yimu's shoulder blade.
Bloody flowers bloom frequently.
Xiao Laodi strolled among the many muscle tentacles, and each tentacle shot uncontrollably towards the evil memory curtain.
Xie Yimu held his head with both hands and squatted on the spot. While resisting the tentacles, he slowly retracted his muscles and compressed them back under the skin.
"You're still in need of heat. It's so hard to compress your muscles that I even walked in front of you."
Xiaolaodi looked down at Xie Yimu and said calmly.
"die!"
Xie Yimu grabbed the little guy Di's ankle with one hand and wanted to throw him out.
But the old ankle only twisted slightly, instantly neutralizing his strength, causing his center of gravity to become unstable and he fell to the ground.
Xiaolaodi grabbed Xie Yimu's red hair and pulled it in the direction where it fell. The huge body of power rotated 360 degrees in the air and was embedded in the ground.
The arena was completely shattered.
The entire venue was silent. This was the second time that the God of Power was driven into the ground.
Moreover, the situation in the arena was clearly visible this time. They could not understand Xiao Laodi's methods at all. How could a weak body resolve the terrifying power of the God of Strength?
"It has something to do with his law of imaginary objects. I haven't seen him for a long time. I heard that he gave up his power, but I didn't expect that both the law and the imaginary objects were changed together, turning him into a complete monster!"
In the audience, Lei Mingzi stared at Xiao Lao Di with a dangerous look in his eyes.
To the gods, this is definitely a dangerous person. He has perfected all aspects of himself and used his original theory to become a hexagonal warrior.
This kind of unique creature is the most difficult to deal with, because only he can use his skills. Even if others know the secrets, they will not be able to resonate with him and will be easily frustrated.
Just like the evil memory curtain, I know that I use the ultimate force-removing technique to deal with it, but I still get hurt repeatedly because I only know its basic principles and ignore the deep understanding.
"But how did he do it? The God of Power has no power to fight back."
"It will be very detrimental to Lord Xie Yimu if this continues."
"Yes, even if he can dissolve his power, there is always a limit. Otherwise, who can defeat him?"
The gods still don't understand and want answers.
"The strength of the tentacles pulled by Human Ancestor is beyond the control of Xie Yimu. Each tentacle will instinctively resist when being pulled. The power of resistance comes from Xie Yimu, and he uses this power of resistance, Accumulate along the trend, and when it resists again, continue to accumulate in the opposite direction. Repeat this several times, and the power of the tentacle is several times that of the evil memory curtain, so he naturally cannot escape."
"Judging from the current fight, all he uses is this principle. As long as the evil memory curtain can move, he can reverse it. Even if the evil memory curtain does not move, he can use actions to make his body instinctively resist. And then use the power of resistance to bring it down.”
"You must remember that he is a human ancestor. He is older than everyone here and older than me. He is the first human being. If he had not given up on cultivation, Xie Yimu would be far from his opponent in terms of strength. But even with such terrifying power, he gave up so easily just to hone a new theory. Do you think this new theory will be weak?"
"I'm afraid he can freely control his whole body. Every drop of blood, every strand of hair, and the power that every cell can control will be exercised to the limit,"
Lei Mingzi said in a deep voice.
"I hope Xie Yimu will find out as soon as possible and don't let Ren Zu take the lead."
In the arena.
The evil memory curtain climbed up from the deep pit, intact.
The injury healed in an instant.
Xiaolaodi looked at it and frowned: "No wonder everyone wants to become a god. This thing about divine substances is really unfair. It's like a weakling who can't be killed."
"It's all little tricks. I thought you could come up with more novel fighting skills. It seems that resolving and giving back are your so-called theories. You misunderstood the essence of fighting. Fighting is for fighting. Fighting is for fighting. When fate is at stake, your behavior of suppressing your own strength and waiting for the enemy to strike first is filth and impurity, and is no different than a child playing house."
"Human Ancestor, don't blame me. After all, you are just a weak body. Your weaknesses are too obvious. I can make countless mistakes, but you only need one mistake to die!"
