Chapter 176

If Yilin still has leisure mood at the moment and takes care of Pan Zhengyi, he may mistakenly think that Pan Xiaozheng is "on the number" again and gloat around.

Unfortunately, Erin is not free.

All his attention was focused on the bad old man in front of him.

Every move of the enemy is as natural as nature.

It seems nothing special, but between actions, it erupts irresistible power.

Yilin was pressed on the wall by the inertia of the punch and stuck for several seconds before he slipped to the floor.

[HP] 41%.

The seemingly ordinary punch knocked out more than half of Yi Lin's life in an instant.

This is still in the case of irinkan blocking.

Yilin's face was expressionless.

He stood up again.

One arm dropped and the forearm bent at a strange angle, looking very sad.

Mo Rendi smiled: "I'm afraid my good granddaughter Mengmeng will be angry, so I just beat you."

“……”

Click.

Yilin twisted his other hand, and the broken arm made a sour sound of restoration. The bent bone was forcibly straightened by Yilin.

【+5%】

【+5%】

【+5%】

With the wave after wave of fatigue and emptiness, Yilin's HP is recovering rapidly.

A mysterious force gushed out of the body, and the bones broken by the enemy were healing at a certain speed.

After being strengthened by [Dionysian factor (incomplete)], Yilin's physique has been separated from the category of human beings.

Eh?

Think of it.

Yilin felt as if he had forgotten something important.

"Dionysian factor" is not an flawless enhancement. Every time you restore HP, it will take away a certain amount of physical fitness of Yilin.

Physical fitness can not be quantified, and Yilin can only estimate how much physical strength he can give according to his physical state.

If you are hammered down by this bad old man again

The consequences are unimaginable.

No one sees the action of Yilin.

There was a slight light in his eyes.

"Oh?"

Yilin waited until the recovery was completed.

He took a deep breath and remembered the mysterious footwork that Mo Rendi showed in front of him more than once. He couldn't help asking, "what footwork is this?"

Mo Rendi smiled: "do you want to learn?"

Yilin's expression stagnated: "did you teach me?"

"Bah, you think so."

Yi Lin: "

tell the truth.

The fist of the enemy cannot be learned by Yilin.

After all, there is no such attribute.

But the way of moving and the unpredictable rhythm made Yilin a little interested.

Forget it, stingy.

Yilin had already guessed the result, but unexpectedly, Mo Rendi suddenly skinned at last.

Thinking of this, Yilin sighed and prepared to leave.

But the enemy snorted, "did I let you go?"

Yilin didn't look back, just stopped in place, smiled and said, "can you really kill me? Don't forget, I didn't give you a hard hand for the sake of your grandpa Mengmeng, otherwise, even if I can't beat you, I can let you..."

Yilin didn't go on.

Mo Rendi was curious: "hmm? What do you want me to do?"

Yilin continues to walk towards the exit.

In the corner.

Lao pan whistled happily.

Then he smiled and stretched out two fingers: "round. 2 ~"

Yilin heard pan Zhengyi's words.

At this moment, Yilin's heart suddenly gave birth to a feeling of "Heaven's good reincarnation, who does heaven bypass".

This is not pan Xiaozheng pretending to be pan Zhengyi, right?

Right now.

Mo Rendi smiled again, and the black Kung Fu robe rippled again.

The footsteps were silent, and there was no trace. The enemy seemed slow but fast. In the twinkling of an eye, he forced towards Yilin's back.

The enemy seemed unwilling to sneak attack, so he shouted: "watch my fist, I'm going to hurt you!"

Whew.

Yilin suddenly threw a small card on the ground.

“？”

Card?

prop?

Oh.

No one was pleased to see that Yilin finally began to show His Apostle's ability.

In this way, I can beat you more calmly!

If Yilin lay on the ground with his face up to the sky, closed his eyes and put on a posture of allowing the king to taste, no one would dare to hurt him with his identity and qualifications.

As for the props used by Yilin... No one is afraid at all.

You can do everything, I'll solve it with one blow -???

Just when the enemy of Mo people punched out and his heart was full of pride.

The little card that Yilin shook out turned into a small and delicate banana peel.

The color is as yellow as shit.

"Hum! How could I --"

Babbling——

The enemy suddenly looked confused.

Somehow, when he saw the banana peel, he clearly thought that it was impossible to step on this boring trick, but his heart looked like hiding a "good granddaughter Mo Mengmeng", making a sweet and lovely voice, "Yo Yo" to induce Mo's enemy to step on it.

Mo Rendi finally couldn't help it. He put away his fist and stepped on it. The next second, Mo Rendi was slipped by a banana skin.

When Yilin threw out the banana peel, he had long expected this scene.

After all, the "ordinary" series of props are different from ordinary props.

Although this series of props have no substantive lethality or other terrible abilities, they can be so extreme that people have no temper.

Even Zhang Huichun was killed in the duel space by Yilin's banana peel.

In the duel space, Yilin used five banana skins to kill Zhang Huichun.

And now he has consumed one use, and Yilin is a little silent distressed.

So——

Yilin was already ready. At the moment when the enemy was destined to face the sky, he didn't hesitate and punched and kicked the enemy's hateful face without expression.

In fact, at the moment when the enemy fell, Yilin wanted to have a try. Now he took out his knife to see if he could kill the enemy.

By the way, get an achievement of "killing the strongest human".

But at the thought that Mo Rendi is Molly's grandfather, no matter how tempting the idea is, Yilin can't do it.

Unless... No unless.

Never.

Besides, with the attribute of Mo Ren enemy and the ancient martial arts trained to the peak, if you really want to kill yourself, it is estimated that the first punch, Yilin will directly consume the life-saving props that have been used.

That was a precious "death free gold medal". Yilin didn't want to waste it in Mo's opponent.

Dong Dong Dong.

Although this bad old man can't kill, it's still OK to hammer to death. Anyway, Mo Ren's enemy has high strength attribute, rough skin and thick meat. Yi Lin doesn't believe that ordinary boxing and kicking can kill Mo Ren's enemy.

So he started without mercy.

"Lying trough!"

The enemy of Mo people was hammered ten times, and suddenly reacted with a loud roar.

In an instant.

Yilin seemed to feel that a boundless killing opportunity broke out from the enemy.

Almost at the moment of feeling the fierce killing, Yilin did not hesitate, nor did he miss the pleasure of beating on the enemy's face. He immediately opened [run fast] and retreated back with the fastest speed.

Step!

Suddenly.

The whole room seemed to vibrate violently!

When Yilin looked back.

I found that the enemy had mysteriously disappeared in place.

Where the enemy lay on his back, Mo left two deep footprints.

On a closer look, even the texture of the soles of cloth shoes can be seen clearly on the footprints.

The most terrible thing is that there is no excess crack around the footprints, that is, the edge of the footprints.

In other words, the degree of control of Mo people's hostile forces has been beyond imagination. One move is made in one form, hands and feet are raised, retracted and released freely, and there is no excess power to leak out.

I remember in Guiwu mountain, Zhitian dance also tried to stack the power attribute to the limit of "power lock" with "ghost gas buff".

But at that time, Yilin had seen through the shortcomings of Zhitian dance and could not completely control the soaring power.

The real human limit should be the tip of the iceberg inadvertently revealed by the enemy.

"Up!"

After the enemy disappears.

Yilin suddenly raised his head.

I saw the enemy with two fingers, deeply buckled into the ceiling, and maintained the posture of hanging on the ceiling only with the power of two fingers.

"Huh?"

Yilin couldn't help laughing when he saw the enemy's action.

Are you afraid of banana peel?

"You..." Mo Rendi's expression was startled and uncertain. It seemed that he couldn't accept it at all. He thought about it for a while and finally couldn't help asking, "what kind of skin is this?"

Yilin's mouth turned up and said, "do you want to know?"

"Huh?"

"Oh, I won't tell you."

“……”

Yilin was also a little surprised.

I didn't expect that fat beat Mo Rendi just now. Mo Rendi didn't even have a little skin blue on his face.

After all... Yilin's strength attribute value is too low.

If there is no knife in hand, Yilin's lethality is really limited.

No enemy, though not an apostle.

But from his expression, no one guessed that it was not an ordinary banana peel.

It's not an ordinary banana peel that can make him step on it and fall like that!

Don't be afraid to calm down.

Although he was slipped by the banana skin, Yilin's fist didn't hurt or itch.

But it's embarrassing!

The leader of Tangtang special group, the strongest man in longguoming's face and the old man with brand face, was slipped by a wilted banana skin. If it was passed out

Even if it's not spread, if it's spread to my good granddaughter Mengmeng, where can I put his old face as a grandfather!

I lost grandpa's face!

That's why the enemy hid temporarily on the ceiling in this way.

As long as he doesn't touch the ground, he won't step on the banana peel.

As long as he hides high enough, the banana peel won't come up.

Yilin's eyes twitched slightly, and the enemy hooked his index finger on the flower board: "you come down?"

The enemy's beard shook and said, "come up!"

"You come down!"

"No! You come up!"

"You are so... Come down!"

“……”

For a time, the two were deadlocked.

No one will give in.

One is afraid of losing face, the other is afraid of being beaten.

In the corner.

Pan Zhengyi, who had no sense of existence, suddenly took out a stick from the storage space.

Duang！ Duang！ Duang！

Pan Zhengyi hit the ground with a stick, made a dull metal knock, and then raised three fingers.

"Round. 3 yo ~ ~"