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Netero walked slowly, as if he saw something very interesting... and smiled.
Crush you!
Faith was aroused in Long's heart, and his eyes became extremely firm.
He first raised one hand, bent his other arm at the elbow, and immediately punched the old man in front of him with explosive force like a spring compressed to the extreme.
Divine fist!
"The telekinesis is not completely concentrated in the hands, but is used for overall defense to prevent me from counterattacking. Not a single bit of telekinesis is leaked, which increases the density of the energy in the fist... He is very good at controlling telekinesis and is very skilled in telekinesis. The most important thing is... his telekinesis was different when he fought with Biscuit..." Netero's mind changed.
He raised his arm to block Long's punch.
With a loud bang, the two men collided with each other, and the floor beneath their feet immediately exploded with circles of cracks that were still spreading.
Countless tiny debris floating in the air...
The trousers of the suit were torn into pieces in an instant...
"Although it is boxing, the key lies in the lower limbs..." The wind created by this fight made Netero's silver-white hair and eyebrows dance wildly, and his long sleeves rolled up, revealing half of his seemingly thin and shriveled arm. Although his expression was relaxed, his eyes were somewhat cautious, and he glanced at Long's legs.
Bang bang bang!
But Long's attack was far more swift and terrifying than the old man imagined!
After one punch, countless dense fist shadows came over.
The power of each strike and the release of thoughts are no less than the first time!
Long is doing his best!
Oboro's fist was swinging, and Netero crossed his hands to block... No matter how fast or powerful Oboro's fist was, it could not break through his defense.
Suddenly, Netero changed his moves, and one hand reached into Oboro's fist shadow, and his fingers accurately touched Oboro's wrist. Although the movement looked very slow, he was able to touch the target first before Oboro hit him.
Just as he was about to grab... Oboro's arm retracted as if it had been electrocuted. Netero continued to break the move and flicked his finger towards Oboro's face.
However, the opponent in front of him disappeared...
"Good form!"
Netero narrowed his eyes.
From behind, a whip kick transformed into a giant black axe and chopped diagonally towards his neck.
It's not just martial arts, but also the timing of releasing mind skills, which complement each other.
The breath disappeared in an instant and the body skills shifted...
"Young people... really don't know how to respect the elderly and love the young..."
The old man complained, swung his arm, and clamped Long's ankle with his palm like a handcuff.
But Long seemed to have predicted his action in advance, and a finger, like a needle, pierced the back of Netero's hand.
The next second, there was another crisp sound.
The two sides separated, ten meters apart.
Most of the long sleeve on Netero's right hand was broken, and the gap was smoothed into a straight line. People who didn't know clearly would think it was cut off by a pair of scissors and fell at his feet.
"Various martial arts... don't seem to be from the same school. They look familiar... but I've never seen them before. Did you learn them by yourself?" Netero pretended to be surprised, stroked his beard, looked at Long who was keeping a distance, and asked with a smile.
When the old man was young, he visited many martial arts schools, and his experience and knowledge are unfathomable.
He can see the essence of the famous schools of martial arts inherited from several continents, or the fighting skills that have evolved over the years, and judge the corresponding fighting methods with just a glance... As the saying goes, no matter how things change, they remain essentially the same, and many martial arts have something in common.
All of Long's methods are killing skills that are created by tempering a certain part of the body and then polishing it with new moves... The difference is that he seems to have incorporated some of his own understanding into it, mixed with a little bit of the shadow of other schools, increasing the power and efficiency of the original techniques.
"call…"
Long took a deep breath and calmed his breath.
Sweat has formed on my forehead...
The instant burst and the all-out attack...still failed to make the old man reveal the slightest flaw.
Unlike Biscuit, in addition to his well-tempered body, the old man's martial arts were even more unfathomable. In fact, when he threw the first punch, he had a premonition... Netero saw the loophole in his moves!
Biscuit's strength lies in his body, while Netero gives Oboro the feeling that in addition to his body, he also has immeasurable martial arts experience and close combat skills! The old man completed the analysis at the moment of attack... Moreover, although Oboro's use of telepathy skills is thorough, it still requires a part of his spirit and consumes physical strength.
On the other hand, Netero...he doesn't seem to be putting any effort into controlling his thoughts, it's as if controlling his thoughts is as normal as breathing, a seamless whole.
Long glanced at the back of Netero's hand. The skin that had just been stabbed by him with his powerful diamond finger did not even leave a red mark...
Not only is his physical strength, his telekinetic defense is also impeccable.
It is hard to imagine how much terrifying power is contained in such a short and thin body...
"what happened?"
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Netero gritted his teeth and rubbed the back of his head: "Didn't you just ask the old man to go down the mountain... Are you discouraged now?"
Step!
As soon as the words fell, several afterimages appeared, and it was difficult to lock onto the main body. Only deep pits that were trampled on were left on the ground.
Then, a breath landed in front of Netero.
Throw out another punch.
"It's useless... If I can't get the same move right away..."
Netero reminded with a smile, but before he finished speaking, Long's fist suddenly stopped and changed several times!
Long has integrated the outstanding martial arts and experiences of the masters he has met in the past few years into his own... This is also part of his growth! This is also the reason why he is eager to fight!
The fist had already touched the old man's abdomen, touching the material of his clothes...
“Hohoho…”
Unexpectedly, the seemingly successful move was dissolved as a palm reached out.
Netero covered his fist with his palm, and then twisted it slightly, and the skin of Long's arm began to tremble wildly. With the surging force, it showed signs of breaking. Long's face changed, and he could only retract his move, twisting his waist to dissipate this huge force.
But it also caused him to lose balance, and the old man hit him in the chest, forcing him to retreat several feet away.
"Phew...so dangerous, so dangerous, I almost got hit..."
Netero exclaimed, wiping the non-existent sweat from his forehead.
"..."
Long was silent.
He had a feeling of powerlessness... At this moment, the old man in front of him was perfect in his eyes, without any flaws.
Body, martial arts, experience, mind skills and temperament...
All-round crushing.
Of course, this is normal, after all, he is Netero...it would be impossible for him to take advantage of him.
Long was not hit, but... this kind of realistic feedback made him very unhappy.
He has improved a lot this year... but...
This is a very devastating emotion. Anyone with a fragile mind may have their faith collapsed.
"I just said something from my heart. There's no need for you to be so petty, right? I don't respect the elderly, and I've never seen you love the young... Fortunately, it's me. If it were someone else, after being hit so hard by you, let alone becoming a hunter, they might just be depressed in the future. They could have become an outstanding talent, but ended up being just like everyone else." Long said lightly.
"If you were defeated so easily, I wouldn't have come to see you."
Netero smiled.
The look in his eyes changed slightly.
Suddenly, he took a deep breath.
The breath was long and powerful, and when it was exhaled again, due to the cool temperature in the hall, a "white line" nearly one meter long sprang up.
Breathing technique.
"Ok?"
Netero put away his smile.
He observed that Long's body temperature was rising rapidly, as if the blood in his body was boiling.
Then, there was movement.
This time, even Netero subconsciously concentrated and felt the pressure... because Oboro's speed increased several times compared to before!
All the organs in Long's body are operating at high capacity at this moment...bursting out huge amounts of energy.
To provide control for the brain and flesh, and... the intensity of the thoughts also undergoes a subtle transformation!
boom!
Netero jumped up into the air...his instinct told him that there was danger!
But Long's speed was not slower than his at all. The moment he took off into the air, a black shadow appeared beside him.
Both of them were suspended in the air.
Blurred attack method, completely unclear.
The limbs moved so quickly that they formed an intertwined black lines, attacking the old man all over his body.
Netero had a serious look on his face, his eyes moved frequently, and he used his hands and feet together... In the endless sounds of fighting, he blocked all the attacks. However, at the moment of one of the exchanges, Oboro's five fingers, like sharp knives, actually found his open door and counterattacked, clasping the back of his hand.
Netero immediately used his telekinesis to strengthen the defense of the attacked area.
But...the back of my hand was still scratched!
Netero's heart skipped a beat, and he was about to give Long a big one.
Suddenly, noticing that the latter's breath was weak and his movements became slow, he fell to the ground from mid-air, lying there with his arms and legs spread out.
Netero stepped down on his clogs. "Can't you hold on? In that state..."
"Ordinary people can only simply control their external limbs...you just used the rhythm of your breathing to control your internal organs, right?" Netero's eyes lit up. Long's performance was beyond his expectations!
This is a very rare technique... To be exact, Netero has thought about it and even experimented with it... He could also do it like Long, but... He doesn't have a complete thinking and practice system, so he can only keep trying or exploring... Simply put, once this technique is formed, it means creating an unprecedented school.
Most importantly, this technique is closely related to 'Qi'!
And this young man obviously has connections.