Chapter 1413 Olga's Transformation
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Wu Zhi's shooting speed was extremely fast.
Moreover, the angle and movement of his punches are different from those of ordinary martial arts practitioners.
If placed in modern times, ordinary people would be able to tell at a glance that Wu Zhi is now using boxing!
Left hook.
Right hook.
Straight punch!
Wu Zhi was having a great time beating him, and the whole space echoed with the sound of the punches hitting the flesh.
Not only does Wu Zhi punch fast, but his power is also faster and stronger with each punch!
When these sounds are connected, it's like setting off firecrackers, filling people's ears with deafening sounds.
"Golden bell?"
"Iron shirt!"
"There is no stone in this world that cannot be smashed, and there is no steel that cannot be chiseled!"
When Wu Zhi was speaking, Bavluo suddenly struck back.
That powerful fist hit Wu Zhi hard in the face.
Wu Zhi suddenly laughed.
His body quickly squatted down to avoid Pavlo's fist, which caused Pavlo's body to tilt slightly the moment he swung it in the air.
What Wu Zhi seized was such an opportunity!
I saw Wu Zhi's right hand, from bottom to top, hitting Pavlo's chin hard!
"Poof!"
With this punch, Pavlo, who weighed more than 200 kilograms, was sent flying.
After Bavluo landed, Wu Zhi did not take advantage of the victory to pursue him. Instead, he stood there and stared at Bavluo.
He stretched out a finger and tickled Pavlo.
Pavlo immediately tore the clothes off his upper body, and then let out a roar like a wild beast.
He quickly jumped up from the ground and was about to punch Wu Zhi when his body suddenly shook.
They suddenly covered their foreheads and shook their heads.
"What, is it not working anymore?"
Wu Zhi had a look of ridicule on his face.
Pavlo immediately roared again: "I'll kill you!"
Pavlo took extremely heavy steps. Every time he stepped on the ground, the ground paved with bricks and stones would collapse!
His fist, whipped up by the fierce cold wind, roared towards Wu Zhi's face.
Wu Zhi's body shook slightly and he quickly avoided the opponent's fist.
At the same time, he stretched out his left hand, grabbed Pavlo's wrist, and pulled hard behind him.
Immediately, the shaft of his right hand hit Pavlo's heart hard!
"Bang!"
Bavluo was once again pushed back several steps by Wu Zhi.
"Haha, boy!"
"Your fist is nothing more than that!"
"Your Song Dynasty people's martial arts are very fancy, but they are of no use at all!"
"I am born with supernatural powers, copper skin and iron bones. Do you think you can hurt me with just your fists?"
As he spoke, Pavlo clenched his fists and showed off his power.
"I tell you, my fists have killed hundreds of Song people!"
"There are many so-called martial arts masters among them, and soon you will become one of them."
Ojia initially wanted to help Wu Zhi, but now she has been completely attracted by Wu Zhi's unique fighting style.
Not to mention anything else, just the kind of power, speed, and the angle and skill of the punch that Wu Zhi showed just now.
It was something Oga had never seen before.
This is a simple, direct punching martial art without any internal force.
Looking at the entire world, it can be said that it is unheard of and unseen.
It can be said that Wu Zhi relies entirely on his own strength, skills, speed and body's reaction ability.
Oga knows very well how strong Pavlo is.
He is the son of a warrior.
His father is old. Although he still bears this name, everyone actually knows it.
In three or two years, the number one Rakshasa warrior will be Bavluo!
Pavlo had clearly been hit by Wu Zhi so many times just now, but he was still as hard as steel, with no wounds visible on his body.
But for some reason, Ojia had a feeling.
Moo Shik will win!
This chapter has been completed!
