Joe's movements were weird.

In other words, the dynamic skills in the so-called "Imperial Army Basic Breathing Method" are very strange.

Logically speaking, a big guy like Qiao, with a natural big skeleton, should have a special masculinity in every move. He should carry the heaviest weapon, use the simplest attack route, and use the most brutal violence to destroy the enemy head-on.

But now Qiao's movements inexplicably give people a sense of stretching like willow branches in the wind.

The gentle, agile and harmonious rhythm is like flowing water, and it also has a brutal and wilderness of violence.

That feeling...that feeling...

It is not like a furious wild bear roaring and charging in the mountains and forests, but more like a cold and ruthless snake with a strong body and amazing body length, swirling through the primitive jungle, and ruthlessly preparing to hunt food!

Sometimes, Qiao's entire body would inexplicably tilt forward forty-five or even sixty degrees, and his body would be weird, like a compressed spring. After the body was tilted at a huge angle, it ejected forward dozens of feet away.

Tengteng sweat emerged from Qiao's pores. With his swing of his hands and every step, the gray sweat with the size of a needle tip was spilled out.

On the crimson light curtain, Qiao didn't bother to watch it, but the data in his energy level column had undergone amazing changes.

As the scarlet evil spirit continued to inhale, as the battle in the square became more and more tragic, as the injured and more people died in battle, Qiao's sea of ​​power was expanding and strengthening, and the crimson flames in the sea of ​​power were gradually rising.

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Energy level: Sea of ​​strength (normal state: 2.135%) (perfect state: 0.127%) (physical strength: 100,300 pounds)

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The training progress of the sea of ​​power soared.

Pure physical strength soars.

There were many hidden states, and there were huge changes in Qiao unconsciously. The bones were tighter and heavier; the skin was tougher and smoother; the muscles were tighter and stronger; the tendons and periosteums were more flexible and denser.

Even the density of blood has increased a lot, and the new blood that has been reborn from the bone marrow has continued to grow, and the concentration of red blood cells, white blood cells, and other blood tissues has also increased a little.

All of this requires huge nutritional supplements.

Joe was fighting at the moment, and he did not replenish any food.

The scarlet evil spirit continued to pour into his body, and his body was inexplicably full of energy and nutrients, constantly replenishing his body's consumption and promoting his continuous rapid promotion in battle.

Laplaci complained a little annoyedly: "It's really... crimson... knowledge is priceless, money is valuable... You really don't think about it. Are you buying a few advanced prescriptions to assist in cultivation from me? It's too boring for you to do this!"

"It's so boring, well, let me think, let me think, what other knowledge do you need besides these damn prescriptions?"

Laplacie smoked his small pipe "bang" and kept complaining with the sharp and thin sound.

Obviously, as long as Joe is in the battle, he can continue to strengthen himself... Laplacie has sold Joe a prescription for a power potion worth a thousand gold mark.

In the predictable future, Laplacie probably won't be able to use the prescription to get money from Joe's pocket.

Laplaci, a little melancholy and a little melancholy.

Joe was not awakened from the wonderful fighting state by Laplacie's complaints. He roared in a low voice, his movements becoming more and more agile and weird.

Even after his collapse, his waist, which is much thicker than a normal person's waist, can twist into a smooth and stunning arc like a belly dancer.

The trajectory of his attack on the highlanders was mysterious and swift, like a grass snake swimming in the grass. You can't even figure out that Qiao would slap the enemy from that angle.

Especially his power has soared from the original 75,000 pounds of pure physical strength to 103,000 pounds.

There is no need to hit these highlanders with a baton. As long as his fists, his elbows, his shoulders, his waist and hips, his knees and soles "lightly" touch the enemy, terrifying depressions will appear on these highlanders.

Wherever Qiao's body touched them, their bones would shatter a large piece of them, and their bodies became incomplete as if they were bombarded by heavy artillery.

In just a dozen breaths, Qiao killed and severely injured more than a dozen powerful highlanders who rushed into the soldiers' queue. Then he turned over with a strange turn, causing a dull sound of breaking through the air, and rushed towards the highlanders who were at the Black Hard Door.

"Run out!" A man with an extremely tall height man shouted: "Remember my orders! Retreat in groups and retreat, without my orders, no contact is allowed."

Qiao's slightly red eyes locked on the highlander who gave orders.

He roared and rushed to the other side in two steps. He poked the baton with his right hand forward. The air in front of the stick exploded with a basin-sized white air burst, and a black shadow pierced the other side's heart.

The Highlander held a dagger with a wolf-tooth shape in his left hand and a silver shank in his right hand. The shank was mottled and colorful, and obviously a four-foot sword that was very old suddenly stepped forward towards Qiao.

'laugh'!

The highlander, who was more than half a foot taller than his accomplice, brought a large afterimage with his right hand. Everyone present heard a "sneer" sound, but in this sound, he slashed hundreds of swords at Qiao.

The sword lights were connected together and almost slashed on Qiao's baton at the same time.

With a loud bang, the baton in Qiao's hand was shattered by the knife light, and a large blade light slashed towards Qiao's right arm. Qiao turned over in a very embarrassing manner, and a strange arc appeared in his right arm, which narrowly avoided the sword light of the highlanders.

The moment the baton and the sword touched, countless sparks burst.

Qiao took the time to take a look at the silver-handled sword. There was no scar on the blade with a trace of blood.

Qiao's eyes shrank, and this sword was clearly an extraordinary weapon with some special power, just like Tifa's small gavel.

The baton in Qiao's hand is just a junk that can be made in an ordinary blacksmith shop with a few small silver coins.

A strong wind was brought up by the Highlander's body, and his figure followed closely by Qiao. The dagger in his left hand held back without making any sound of breaking through the air, and he stabbed Qiao's right kidney extremely fiercely.

Qiao roared in a low voice.

With his terrible combat instinct, he realized that this highlander was faster than him and his body skills were more skilled than him, especially the power he burst out instantly was stronger than him!

This is a strong man who has embarked on the true path of power.

"Wolf Tooth Swallow!" A ferocious smile appeared on the black and red face of the Highlander.

A low wolf roar came from his chest, and a light gray wind spurted out from his arm. A gray cold light three feet long shaped like a wolf's teeth spurted out from the dagger he held in his left hand.

‘Swish~swish~swish~’!

Accompanied by the extremely harsh sound of breaking through the air, the Highlander's left hand waving randomly at a terrible ultra-high frequency.

In an instant, the highlander's left-hand dagger slashed left and right, and pulled up and down hundreds of times. A dense gray cold light wrapped half of Qiao's body inside.

Qiao screamed, his body squirmed violently, and the thick scarlet evil aura in the square was swallowed by him in one mouthful, and the evil aura emitted from the black prison was also pumped into his mouth.

His body rotated and twisted, and quickly dodged in a dazzling and wild dance posture.

Among the many people present, except for the Highlanders who took action and the quick-supporting teeth, no one could see Qiao's movements at this moment. In their eyes, Qiao's burly and huge body had turned into a translucent shadow.

Large areas of high-temperature sweat splashed out from Qiao's rapidly dancing body, and the dense cold light cut through the high-speed sweat, making a crisp sound of "dingding".

The sharp dagger wiped against Qiao's body again and again.

The dagger cuts on Qiao's skin, and it passes by, bringing up shallow wounds, and then slight blood beads sprinkle out.

The highlander screamed and hissed, and his left hand waved faster and his trajectory became more mysterious.

He looked at Joe in shock and angrily.

The dagger slashed across Qiao's body. He felt that this was not a normal human body, but some kind of weird creature with tough, slippery outer skin and extremely strong defense.

The dagger he swung with all his strength was only a very small part of the force that could be put into Qiao.

Most of the other powers fell into the empty space with Qiao's strange twist.

'laugh'!

An extremely sharp tearing sound came from the side, and teeth appeared from the Highlander like a ghost. The sword was unsheathed with his right hand, and hundreds of extremely thin cold lights enveloped the Highlander's body.

The Highlanders took a step back helplessly.

Ya is definitely a terrible master of the same level as him. If he continues to attack Qiao who is not holding back, he will definitely not be able to stop Ya's sword.

A monkey squeaked.

Behind the Highlanders, three teams of accomplices who were about to rush to the gate of the customs building were almost exclaiming in unison.

"monkey!"

"Skin!"

The terrifying highlander had not figured out what was going on. When he retreated, a banana peel that had just been pulled down suddenly appeared under his right foot!

A sneaky monkey lay on the roof of the customs building, smiled "squeak" below, and clapped his hands proudly.

The highlander stepped firmly on the banana peel. With an extremely angry roar, his right foot slid back hard. With a loud "bang", his body suddenly faded and he made an extremely standard one-shaped horse on the spot.

When a master fights, there is no way to accommodate any mistakes.

The toothed sword pierced through the highlander's shoulders, elbows and wrists, completely destroying his combat power.

More than a hundred bloody holes were pulled out of the body, but they were very long. Qiao, whose upper body was almost shattered, rushed to him in one step and kicked him hard in the chest.

With a loud bang, the highlander pulled the horse and crashed hard against him.
Chapter completed!