Zhu Zhengyang and Yuan Wudi struggled to stand up. The blow just now caused serious internal injuries to the two of them. They looked at each other and moved at the same time, one to the left and the other to attack Watanabe Katsu.
Zhu Zhengyang punched Katsura Watanabe in the face, and Yuan Wudi hit Katsura Watanabe with a high whip kick at his temple. Both of them fought hard and used all their internal strength to finish this man with one blow.
Watanabe Katsu still had a look of disdain on his lips, and did not dodge at all. He allowed Zhu Zhengyang and Yuan Wudi to hit him on the head. In an instant, Watanabe Katsu's head tilted to one side, his ears were pressed to his shoulders, and he fell straight down.
Zhu Zhengyang grinned, held his fists, and cursed: "Is this kid's head made of stone? My hands are about to break."
Yuan Wudi's face was gloomy, he stared at the man on the ground closely, and said in a deep voice: "What's going on? He can obviously avoid it, why do he have to accept our attack forcefully? He can't be seeking death on his own."
Zhu Zhengyang burst out laughing and said proudly: "What's there to think about? It's because we are too strong. We two ancient warriors are attacking from both sides. Isn't it normal that he can't dodge? It's because he is too arrogant, otherwise we
I can spare his life."
"This is troublesome. Our mission was to capture Katsura Watanabe alive, but now we have beaten him to death." Yuan Wudi sighed.
Zhu Zhengyang rolled his eyes and frowned: "How about we take his body back?"
At this moment, Watanabe Masaru suddenly stood up straight on the ground without any bend in his body.
Zhu Zhengyang's eyes widened and he stuttered: "Blow up... the corpses will be blown up..."
I saw Watanabe Masaru holding his head with both hands, and with a click, his head straightened back up. There was a smile in Watanabe Masaru's eyes the whole time.
"You, what kind of monster are you? Are you a human?" Zhu Zhengyang exclaimed.
Yuan Wudi looked at Watanabe Masaru with full vigilance, and his palms were sweating. He had never seen anyone whose neck was bent at ninety degrees and could still be broken.
"Of course I am a human being, but I am an existence far beyond your understanding. Go to hell, you inferior creature."
Zhu Zhengyang and Yuan Wudi were blasted away before they could react. They both spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, gasping for air. They no longer had the strength to resist.
Yuan Wudi looked at Watanabe Masaru and said fiercely: "Watanabe Masaru, you can't run away. Even if you kill us, Chen Zifei will avenge us."
Zhu Zhengyang turned pale, laughed, spurted out another mouthful of blood, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said mockingly: "Boy, I didn't expect you to have some strength. It seems that the information is wrong, but defeating us is nothing. Wait until Da Fei
Come on, ten of you together won’t be Da Fei’s opponent.”
Watanabe Katsu kicked Zhu Zhengyang over and stepped directly on his face. With the force of his foot, Zhu Zhengyang's head suddenly changed from football to rugby.
"Damn fat man, that Chen Zifei is only at the Xuan level and wants to kill me? Huh, he's not qualified yet. I'll crush your head first and then send that kid on his way."
Watanabe Katsu said viciously, and suddenly he exerted force on his feet, and a terrifying force crushed Zhu Zhengyang's head. Zhu Zhengyang had a splitting headache, and he knew that his head was about to explode.
At this moment, suddenly a figure flashed by and punched Watanabe Masaru in the chest. Watanabe Masaru flew out more than ten meters away and hit the ground heavily. Watanabe Masaru's chest was as big as the mouth of a bowl.
The hole reaches straight to Watanabe Masaru's back.
Zhu Zhengyang's head relaxed, he took a deep breath, spit out another mouthful of blood, and felt a little better in his chest.
Struggling to sit up, Zhu Zhengyang said bitterly: "Da Fei, you are here. If you don't come, my head will be gone."
Yuan Wudi stared at Watanabe Masaru in the distance and said warily: "Be careful with that kid, there is something weird about him."
Chen Zifei frowned. He had spent a lot of time dealing with the black wolf just now. Although the black wolf's attack power was incomparable to Chen Zifei's, its speed was not comparable to that of Chen Zifei. In the end, Chen Zifei also deliberately exposed his flaws and forcefully
It took one claw to kill the black wolf.
After killing the black wolf, Chen Zifei immediately went up the mountain. He saw many people from the Watanabe family along the way. Chen Zifei immediately quickened his pace. As soon as he reached the top of the mountain, he saw Watanabe Katsu stepping on Zhu Zhengyang's head.
Chen Zifei was also shocked. In his impression, it should be the other way around. Then Watanabe Katsu is just an ordinary person. How could he be the opponent of Zhu Zhengyang and Yuan Wudi.
Chen Zifei was anxious for a moment and used the Fist of the North Star to penetrate Masaru Watanabe's chest.
"Are you okay? How could you be beaten like this by Katsuki Watanabe?" Chen Zifei frowned and said while checking the injuries of Zhu Zhengyang and Yuan Wudi.
At this moment, Chen Zifei turned around suddenly and saw that Watanabe Katsu had stood up from behind, and the big hole in his chest was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Chen Zifei was shocked. What kind of skill was this? He had never seen someone who could survive being punched through the chest, and he had never seen someone who could heal so quickly.
Watanabe Sheng looked at Chen Zifei mockingly and made a shooting gesture, "Bang..."
"Chen Zifei, we meet again. Your strength is indeed beyond my expectation. The fact that you can appear here means that the black wolf has been killed by you, but you still can't kill me." Watanabe Masaru danced a tap dance proudly.
Zhu Zhengyang was so angry that his face turned black and he shouted: "Da Fei, kill this guy, it's so hateful."
Chen Zifei stared at Watanabe Masaru. He felt something was wrong just now, but then he realized that it was blood. He had just punched Watanabe Masaru in the chest, but he didn't see any blood.
"Are you also an awakened person?" Chen Zifei said in a deep voice.
Zhu Zhengyang and Yuan Wudi also stared at him closely. They had guessed this problem just now, but it was impossible for an awakened person to survive having his chest pierced and heal instantly. He was no longer a human being.
Watanabe Masaru laughed and said: "I am an awakened person, but I am not just an awakened person. My body has been modified and a large amount of memory metal has been implanted. Even if you blow my heart, I will die."
If it doesn’t work, how about it? Isn’t it very despairing, hahaha..."
"Memory metal..." Chen Zifei frowned and said doubtfully.
Zhu Zhengyang was also confused and looked at Watanabe Masaru blankly, wanting to see what this metal was.
Yuan Wudi's expression suddenly changed and he said solemnly: "Memory metal? How could it be memory metal..."
Chen Zifei also looked at Yuan Wudi and said in a deep voice: "Old Yuan, do you know what memory metal is?"
Yuan Wudi nodded and said solemnly: "This memory metal is being studied by many countries in the world. This metal has the property of self-recovery, as if it is alive. If this memory metal is made into a robot,
Will become a killing machine on the battlefield..."
"But this memory metal is still in the research stage. How can the Watanabe family use this thing on people?" Yuan Wudi said in disbelief.