Chapter 175 Impulse

"Bastard, take your life..." Wu Chi Lin punched Miura in the face, but Miura didn't care about this attack at all. With one hand blocked, Wu Chi Lin opened his door, and Miura's fist also hit Wu Chi Lin's chest like raindrops.

At this time, Zhou Tian had already rushed towards Miura and Wu Chilin, but Miura's fist was very fast. When Zhou Tian kicked Miura, Wu Chilin had already been hit by more than ten times, and his mouth was already covered in blood.

"Puff" Wu Chilin's mouth was spurted out, and it happened to be sprayed on Miura's face. Wu Chilin's behavior obviously angered Miura. After avoiding Zhou Tian's attack, Miura shouted loudly, pressed Wu Chilin's head down, and pressed it with her knees.

Wu Chilin was punched by Miura for more than ten times in a row, and his consciousness was a little unclear when he left. The mouthful of blood he had just spitted out had consumed his last strength. So when Miura pushed his knees with all his strength, Wu Chilin had no reaction at all. He could only stare at the knees that were getting closer and closer in front of him, waiting for it to end his life.

"Dad, my son is unfilial. I couldn't keep the teahouse you gave me. Now my brother is missing. I have no shame to see you..." Wu Chilin's consciousness blurred, and his father's appearance before his death flashed in his mind. He also had the incompetent brother. He had no chance to apologize. Brother should live...

"Japan, I'll fuck your grandma..." With a curse, Miura's knee suddenly flashed when it was about to touch Wu Chilin's head, because Miura had been knocked away by Zhou Tian's punch.

"Wu Chilin, are you okay..." Wu Chilin's eyes were a little distracted, but his breathing was still stable, and nothing happened for a while.

Seeing that Wu Chi Lin had nothing to do, Zhou Tian felt relieved, and then slapped Wu Chi Lin on the head, and Wu Chi Lin fainted.

"Good rest..." Zhou Tian lit Wu Chilin a few more times, shouting at Liu Zhao beside him, "Wu Chilin is dead, tell the bastard Miura that I will carry him down first and then fight him."

At this moment, Miura had just gotten up from the ground and her head was a little dizzy. After listening to Liu Zhao's translation, she waved her hand and asked several Japanese soldiers to drag Wu Chilin out.

"Wait." When Wu Chilin was dragged out of the field, the colonel named Sato walked down from the second floor and said to the Japanese soldiers, "Look at whether it is true or fake death."

"Report to the colonel, I'm exhausted." The Japanese soldier put his hand on Wu Chilin's nose and said.

"Oh, are you really dead? You're really impatient, but he insulted General Miura and must not let him die so cheaply." Sato threatenedly glanced at Zhou Tian in the venue, took out his pistol from his waist, aimed at Wu Chilin's head and pulled the trigger.

"Bastard!!" Although Zhou Tian didn't hear what Sato said just now, Zhou Tian felt that something big was wrong as soon as Sato appeared, so he made some preparations. When Sato was pulling out the gun, the shoes that had just taken off in Zhou Tian's hand had already flew out and hit Sato's hand. At this time, Sato's gun had already fired, but because of Zhou Tian's shoes, the gun did not hit Wu Chilin's head.

"Baga!!" Sato was obviously angry by Zhou Tian's actions, and he aimed at Zhou Tian with a flash of his gun.

However, Zhou Tian is definitely not a person waiting to die. Seeing that Sato wanted to shoot him, Zhou Tian hid behind Miura with a flash of force. No matter how brave Sato was, he would not point Miura with a gun.

"General Miura, your country's etiquette should not be abused by corpses." Zhou Tian, ​​who hid behind Miura, said to Miura. However, Liu Zhao, who should have translated for himself, was already scared and anxious. Zhou Tian shouted at him, "Liu Zhao, are you stupid, are you? Translate it quickly, translate the original words, I didn't scold him this time!"

Liu Zhao asked Zhou Tian to roar, and came back to his senses and rushed to Miura's translator.

Miura glanced at Zhou Tian behind her and shouted at Sato, who was about to take the body of Wu Chi Lin to vent his anger, "Stop Sato, don't shoot in my fighting arena, even if you treat dead people!"

"Hi!" Hearing Miura's drink, Sato reluctantly put away the gun. After waved his hand, he asked several Japanese soldiers beside him to carry Wu Chilin's body out.

"Now you and I can fight. Your strength just now was beyond my expectations again. Just a fist can knock me away. Not bad, not bad." After seeing Wu Chilin's body being dragged out of the field, Miura slightly moved the arm that Zhou Tian had just hit.

"Then you can wear Taoist uniforms and fight me now." Zhou Tian said after hearing Liu Zhao's translation.

"It's not possible. Although I admire your strength, I don't think you really have the strength to let me take it seriously. Let's fight first. If you have that strength, I will naturally take it seriously." Miura shook his head and said. Miura is just afraid of Zhou Tian's power now, and the moves Zhou Tian used just now did not attract Miura's attention at all, so Miura didn't think that Zhou Tian's true strength would not be as strong as his power.

"Then let's fight." A big drop of sweat flowed out from Zhou Tian's head. Although the expression on his face was relatively relaxed, he was actually very nervous. When Zhou Tian saved the martial arts forest just now, the punch had already used the instantaneous giant force technique and light body technique to the extreme, and hit Sanpu hard. However, despite this, Sanpu was nothing, so based on Sanpu's ability to resist the attack, Zhou Tian probably wouldn't be able to pose any threat to the other party at all, and the opponent's strength, speed and fighting skills were not weak. It was impossible for him to attack the other party again like before.

After some analysis, Zhou Tian concluded that he could not win the opponent at all. Although Zhou Tian had expected this speculation, when he truly felt the opponent's ability to fight against the attack, Zhou Tian was still very disappointed with the gap between him and the opponent. However, now is not the time to sigh at such a thing. Zhou Tian lost for sure, but how to lose is a problem. If Zhou Tian admits defeat immediately after two hits, then Miura will definitely not let him go. If he really wants to fight with Miura to get Miura disabled, Sato's pistol will definitely have to greet him in the head. After thinking about it, Zhou Tian can only suffer a little flesh and blood to make Miura feel happy. Anyway, as long as he doesn't die, with the talisman medicine skills, he should be able to get better soon.

After making up his mind, Zhou Tian started to use the giant power technique and light body technique, shouted violently, and rushed towards Miura. Although he would definitely lose in this battle, he would have to lose with a bit of dignity. He tried to fight Miura for a few more times, but he probably wouldn't be able to deal with any heavy damage to the other party if he didn't fight hard.

"I forgot to say it, your speed is not slow either." Miura also roared, and her eyes were condensed and she fought with Zhou Tian.

Zhou Tian, ​​who was operating the giant power technique and light body technique, obviously had some advantage in speed and strength, but Miura's martial arts technique was more than just a step higher than Zhou Tian. Zhou Tian could not threaten the opponent with his half-baked Liao family boxing technique. As soon as he punched, Miura's body would twist like a loach and dodge his fist. In this way, he was empty and powerful and could not do it. On the other hand, Miura was much more relaxed, and he did it easily in dodging and moving. This punch was also orderly, and his fists were not lost, and he hit Zhou Tian. Even after Zhou Tian practiced the "Shu of Heaven", his physical fitness was greatly improved, but Zhou Tian could not bear it after that bombardment. He vomited blood from Zhou Tian's mouth.

After Zhou Tian was beaten, he didn't have any gains. Zhou Tian found that Miura's left arm was very stagnant and not very strong when he swung his left arm just now, so Zhou Tian must have never made Miura feel uncomfortable with his punch just now. With this discovery, Zhou Tian took Miura's left arm when attacking, but Miura had already paid attention to his left arm, but despite this, Miura still asked Zhou Tian to push his left arm with his head for a while.

"Baga." Zhou Tianding's moment of attack was extremely cruel. After that moment, a lot of sweat suddenly oozed out of Miura's head. Of course, with the severe pain on Miura's arm, his attack became more and more fierce.

"Puff" all the blood in Zhou Tian's mouth sprayed on Miura's head.

Zhou Tian, ​​who was beaten to the point of dizziness, had long forgotten what plans he had before. Zhou Tian now only had one sentence in his mind, that is, to hit Miura, no matter what method he used, so Zhou Tian, ​​who had exhausted his spiritual power, began to use the "dirty" technique, but in Zhou Tian's state, even if he wanted to fight Miura, there was no way.

Miura, who was angered by Zhou Tian, ​​roared angrily. He completely regarded Zhou Tian as a sandbag and tried hard to vent his anger that had been sprayed twice today. Under the continuous bombardment of Miura, Zhou Tian gradually lost consciousness. Before he fell into a coma, the only scene that Zhou Tian remembered was the blood that Miura hit his fist and splashed at Miura with his last breath. As Miura's fist approached, Zhou Tian felt that his world had become very quiet, as if he had fallen into endless darkness...
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