Chapter 868 Slow Down

Do you think that the palm of your hand can end the battle?

No, no!

My speed will be faster than your [Fa Jin].

The so-called Fa Jin is the most lethal move in Lin Nie's school.

Touching the target with a still palm, inflicting a full-strength attack like beating a cow across a mountain, is also a cluster damage that concentrates all the power on a sharp point.

If such a move is successful, it will cause serious injuries even if it is not dead.

Avalokitesvara, who lost all her arms, was like a snake whose fangs had been pulled out, and could not form any defense in front of Luo's soft palm.

[Is it still too late to pray at this moment? 】

At such a critical moment, Nitro didn't think about that kind of problem at all.

It can be said that it was a beast-like instinct, he didn't even take back Guanyin who lost his arm, no, he swung a palm before he could take it back.

It was no longer any palm of Baishi Guanyin, but a palm swung by him with his physical body, and the target was directed at Luo who was close at hand.

Nitro wants to be faster than Luo's Fa Jin, because he knows that Fa Jin is a move that emits cluster damage in a static state, so it must be charged.

To charge is to pause.

Pause is opportunity.

Was it his own palm clap that was fast, or Luo's hair that was fast?

【Fat Jin】

Facing Nitro's dangerous move, Luo's eyes shone brightly, unwavering.

The thought power in the body is like a water pump, which presses the thought power in, then draws it out, gathers it on the right arm, and transmits it directly to the palm.

Then, Nitro's clap came, and he kissed Luo's forehead.

In an instant, blood flowers bloomed suddenly on Luo's forehead.

So bright, so dazzling.

The blood was almost right in front of his eyes, so the smell of blood was very strong.

Luo stared intently at Netero's eyes, letting the blood on his forehead turn into several streams and flow down his chin.

A drop of blood fell to the ground first.

tick.

a ripple.

tick.

Two ripples.

Time seems to freeze at this moment.

The two maintained their respective postures without moving.

Avalokitesvara, who lost her arm, stood quietly behind Nitro, like the strongest shield, never leaving him, but Ke Luo never summoned General Baiyu from the beginning to the end.

This is contempt or release water.

unknown.

The only thing that can be known is that it is impossible for Luo to kill.

"call."

Netero exhaled with difficulty, retracted his blood-stained right palm at a slow and stiff speed, and then let it hang safely by his side.

Immediately afterwards, he took a deep look at Luo, then lowered his head to look at the motionless hand imprinted on his chest, with a faint wry smile on his lips.

"what is that?"

Netero asked suspiciously.

Luo replied: "Field."

"A move, or a name?"

"Both."

"Oh."

Netero nodded slightly.

The last syllable was exited, the mouth was not opened too wide, and there was no exaggerated vomiting movement, but a large amount of blood poured out of Nitro's mouth in a threatening manner.

Before the blood came out, Nitro had already spit out a big mouthful of blood, and the blood was stained on Luo's forehead and face.

The blood flowed out like money, soaking Nitero's lapel red in an instant.

Outside the arena, Mo Laowu and his party were all shocked, and rushed towards the arena one after another.

The amount of bleeding from the inside to the outside is not a joke, it is obviously a serious internal injury.

Compared with the nervousness of Mo Laowu and others, Nitro, who is the person involved, is very calm.

He looked at his own blood and whispered in an inexplicable tone: "Slow down."

As if self-deprecating: I am old.

His eyes began to darken, and his thoughts seemed to be disconnected.

The key is air pressure, right?

It played a key role in pulling the Hundred-style Avalokitesvara Palm Slap, and also blocked the chance of his last palm strike.

The end result is that I am not as fast as Luo Kuai.

At the last moment of losing consciousness, Nitro thought so.

His body fell forward, but he didn't fall to the ground because Luo held him.

Avalokitesvara, who was standing still, suddenly scattered countless small golden light spots.

Because Netero lost consciousness, these small golden dots representing thought power did not retract into Netero's body, but dissipated naturally in the air.

If at that time Nitro had the spare power to take back the Hundred Styles of Avalokitesvara first, then his last palm would have exerted stronger power and faster speed, and the result would not be certain.

But there is no if.

Luo did not give Nitro this kind of environment, but in the final analysis, as Nitro himself said, his attack was not faster than Luo's force, and this was the most fundamental cause of failure.

"Old man, this is the last time."

Luo looked at Nitro, who was in a coma, regardless of whether Nitro could hear him or not.

This was the last fool around with Nitro, and there would be no more, and he believed that Nitro would never find him again.

The first person to arrive was Mo Lao Wu, who came to support Nitro's shoulder, and immediately looked at Luo, saying nothing.

"I can't die."

"..."

Mo Lao Wu seemed to have choked on a big walnut in his throat.

Others also came to the side and looked at the two with different expressions.

There seemed to be a lot to say, but nothing came out in the end.

Luo didn't care about this weird atmosphere, turned his head to look at Jin, and said, "Tell Lao Bai to stand by."

Jin nodded, he was in a strange mood at the moment, and couldn't help but glanced at Nitro.

Nitro's injuries were not life-threatening, but serious.

The level of the hospital cannot allow Nitro to recover in a short time, only Lao Bai's thoughts can make Nitro recover quickly.

"Rough enough."

Wo Jin came to Luo's side and punched Luo on the shoulder. He didn't know if he had been abused by Nitro during this period of time.

Ruthless?

Luo let out a laugh.

His last palm did not show mercy in terms of speed, but withdrew a bit in power.

At that time, it was actually quite dangerous. The power of the soft palm had to be controlled to a certain extent, which had the two effects of interrupting Nitero's attack and making Nitero lose his combat power.

In exciting and tense moments, you can't add a point, and you can't lose a point. It is a situation where the fault tolerance rate is extremely low.

The result is that he succeeded.

Although he is not a fighting maniac like Nitro, anyone will always feel a sense of satisfaction after completing an amazing operation.

The current Luo has this kind of satisfaction, but he just doesn't talk about it.

Nobunaga stood on the side holding the long knife, turning into a quiet handsome man, because the shadow of yesterday was still lingering.

Ma Qi kicked Wo Jin's calf.

Wo Jin suddenly looked at Ma Qi in doubt. Although he didn't speak, his eyes were asking: What did you kick me for?

March didn't bother to talk to him, leaned against Luo, and reached out to hold Luo's hand.

Luo smiled at her, and then met Bi Siji with a complicated expression.

Regarding Luo's strength, Bi Siji had a deep understanding of it, so she was not surprised that Luo could beat Nitero.

As for why the mood is so complicated.

How should I put it, Nitero is of flow of heart, and she is also of flow of heart. In the final analysis, Luo is also of flow of heart.

Before this battle started, she really hoped that Luo could beat Nitro violently.

However, when the result was presented in front of her eyes, she couldn't help but laugh.

Because Luo Tamiao used other genre skills to defeat Netero, and she is a member of Xinyuanliu, even if Luo is her apprentice, why can't she be happy?