Chapter 115 of Volume 4: Continental Rebellion: Fighting Warcraft with bare hands!
Chu Mo shrugged his shoulders, looked helplessly at the painful manticore, walked aside, and kicked the huge red scales of the manticore hard.
‘Bang…’ the sound of heavy objects hitting each other sounded.
The manticore was kicked ten meters away by Chu Mo.
The manticore kicked by Chu Mo was hunched over like a shrimp. The lightbulb-sized eyes that Chu Mo had stabbed with his fingers were tightly closed, and its strong limbs were helplessly moving on the ground.
one time.
Poor manticore, it can't even think of opening its eyes for the time being.
Let us observe three seconds of silence for this eighth-level monster, the manticore, which was abused by Chu Mo.
One...three...ok, it's over.
Chu Mo deliberately let out footsteps and walked heavily towards the manticore.
Although the eyes are temporarily blind, as an eighth-level monster, the manticore's hearing and senses are still good.
The manticore roared, heard Chu Mo's footsteps, quickly got up, drew a beautiful arc, and crashed directly towards Chu Mo.
You must know that the Manticore was also mad at Chu Mo at this time. First, he didn't sleep during his lunch break, and was poisoned by Chu Mo's singing for a long time. Then he met the little guy, his mortal enemy, and then met Chu Mo's
disdain,
This made the manticore go crazy. Now that Chu Mo's eye was stabbed and kicked by him, how could he not avenge this humiliation? The manticore had lost his mind. The only thing he thought about was
Knock Chu Mo down, bite him to death, beat him to death...
The instinct of the beast shows up.
For Chu Mo, this was a mixture of joy and sorrow.
Why?
It's very simple, because the instinct of the beast appears. The sad thing is that the strength, speed, flexibility, and explosiveness are much stronger and more difficult to deal with; but the happy thing is the same. We just talked about the high-level
Warcraft all have their own wisdom. Now that the beast's instincts are fully revealed and the manticore has lost its mind, how can it be wise at all?
For example, is it more difficult to kill a tiger or a human being?
Hearing this, many people will say that of course it is difficult to kill a tiger, because tigers are more powerful than humans! They are stronger and faster than humans.
But if you want to kill a tiger, you just need to use a trap. It is very simple to use meat as bait to kill it.
But what about people?
To kill someone, the bait must not only be big, but the trap must also be decorated gorgeously and realistically so that he cannot quickly identify the authenticity. Otherwise, if the enemy discovers a flaw, this well-planned trap will not kill the enemy, but will
Kill yourself.
In this comparison, who do you think is stronger?
Again, this is the truth.
Chu Mo understood this truth, so he deliberately increased the sound of footsteps to further stimulate the manticore.
Perhaps due to the consistent habits of ferocious beasts, the first attack is usually a pounce.
The manticore was no exception. It jumped up high and rushed towards Chu Mo.
When Chu Mo saw this, he immediately lowered his body and speeded up, and was under the manticore in an instant.
When he raised a fist in his hand, the blood-red true energy did not spread as before, and it was just a solid punch.
He gathered all the power Chu Mo could use and punched out.
There was a lot of blood at the corner of Chu Mo's mouth, and the breeze blew by, and his long black hair was floating freely on his shoulders and back.
The resolute cheeks are as sharp as a knife, and the dark eyes are deep and cold, and they are blooming with a breathtaking cold light at this moment.
The whole person was still in a state of punching at this time.
A fist as big as a casserole was pressed tightly against the manticore's body.
‘Bang…’ The manticore fell backwards, its body directly pressed against the ground and rubbed for dozens of meters before it stopped.
The red scales all over his body were now covered with dust, and the red scales on the left side that had just been hit by Chu Mo's punch began to crack rapidly.
What a domineering punch.
The perfect combination of power and speed.
There is no fancy prelude, just one punch. This is Chu Mo's one punch that can rule the world.
Now that there is no blood-red Qi in Cun Tuo, it is still powerful.
But what about Chu Mo?
Chu Mo watched the manticore fall to the ground and did not get up for the time being. He exhaled a breath and swayed a little. For a long time, he pressed his hands on the ground and barely supported his whole body. He knelt on the ground with a pair of dark eyes.
He stared at the manticore that fell to the ground not far away.
Zi Xuan, Nian Yan and the little guy all looked at Chu Mo with eyes that were almost admiration.
What a hot-blooded man, who defeated the powerful eighth-level monster, the manticore, with his flesh and blood alone.
How spectacular and wonderful this is!
From ancient times to the present, there has never been a person with such shocking strength.
It can be said that Chu Mo's punch fully unleashed human beings' potential.
This moved Zi Xuan, who had practiced magic martial arts for many years.
"Don't you need any fighting spirit and magic elements, just train your body to the extreme, and then you can dominate the world?" Zi Xuan murmured with some trembling.
"In front of such a powerful fist, can my light magic shield be able to withstand it?" Similarly, Saint Nianyan also secretly compared in her heart.
Only the little guy was stunned. He jumped up from the arms of the two women and waved his fleshy little bear paw. It was obvious that he was cheering for Chu Mo's punch and that the manticore fell to the ground.
Cooperate and be happy.
Unfortunately, before everyone could be happy, the manticore quickly got up.
Although the red scales on its left side were slightly cracked, they did not make it flinch at all.
The instinct of the beast stimulates its nerves.
The dignity of being a king protects it.
The eighth-level monster Manticore is angry!
The tail that stood upright at the back was as thick as a human thigh, and the tail was covered with jade-like joints, and at the end stood a gleaming bone spur.
It was just such a bone spur with cold light, which was locked on Chu Mo.
Chu Mo knelt on the ground, and the manticore was pressing towards Chu Mo step by step.