Chapter 199 Fist of this world

  Chick.

  Silently, James turned his head and avoided the sudden blow from Neptune's trident. His actions were amplified hundreds of times by Neptune's manipulation and slowed down a lot.

  Like a traveler who has fallen into the quicksand of the swamp, every struggle is extremely heavy, and every movement of his hands and feet involves the torrents of the sea.

   "Hehe, it would be great if I could have this condition when I was practicing, but I can't really beat him to death."

While meditating, James loosened his fists, but instead retracted the bone blade. While clenching his fists, the four blood-red energy arms behind him also clenched their fists one by one, and the whole body was covered with black and red fiery Branding, finally serious.

   Shua!

The trident stabbed again, and stopped a few inches in front of James' eyebrows. The two arms behind him firmly clamped the sharp points on both sides of the halberd, and even faintly broke the Neptune, which has been passed down for tens of thousands of years. The trident twisted slightly.

  As the symbol of the kingship of the kingdom of Atlantis, the weapon passed down from generation to generation by the king of Atlantis. With it, you can give orders to all the people in the sea, have the power to control the sea, set off wind and waves, and create tsunamis.

  Half of Neptune Namor's abilities are blessed by the trident.

  He saw that James had actually produced four substantial energy arms behind him, and his strength had soared several times, so that the endless undercurrent of the sea floor could no longer restrain him.

  Namor couldn't help worrying that his trident would be destroyed, so he withdrew his halberd and approached him with a punch.

   Bang!

The invisible waves caused by the infinite impact under the ocean spread all the way to the sea surface and rolled up the waves. Namor's fist was firmly held by James. He looked at the "Wolf Emperor" from a close distance and grinned, slowly He raised his other hand and returned a punch.

  Boom.

  The dull explosion sounded like an earthquake in the depths of the sea. Namor seemed to see the sky full of stars. He shook his head and punched again.

  Boom, boom, boom.

  The trident had already fallen from his hands and stuck on a black rock in the trench. James followed Namor and punched down on the seabed one after another.

  The solid continental shelf on the seabed is like a huge crater smashed by a meteorite on the surface of the earth, and the surge of a waterfall on the sea surface above is actually caused by the wave conducted from the thousands of meters deep underwater.

   "Still resistant to beating."

  James punched hundreds of times recklessly, and the limp Namor had already lost consciousness. For the first time in his life, he was knocked out by a life hammer in the sea.

  James grabbed Namor's calf, pulled out the trident and went up

   "Come on! Come out, come out."

  The mirror image in the palace finally reappeared. Just after the two dived into the deep sea to fight, the people watching the battle through magic could only see the huge waves constantly surging and exploding, and guessed the battle situation below.

   "Sure enough. The king of Atlantis who can control the power of the sea can't do it either."

  People watched James Howlett rushing out of the water with a halberd in one hand and Namor the Neptune who had passed out in the other.

  Asazuo threw the space portal at the right time, and once again joined the two places, watching his father throw Namor on the ground casually, and the trident was also thrown by his side and inserted into the stone bricks.

   "After sleeping for a few days, my muscles and bones are still loose and comfortable."

  James twisted his neck, looked down at the crowd and asked directly without reservation:

   "Who else is not convinced?"

   After a long period of extreme silence, James scanned the hundreds of superhumans in white, black and even gray worlds.

  Finally, Wen Wu raised his hand and performed a Chinese boxing salute, and said loudly:

   "Mr. Howlett, Xu Wenwu knows that he is not your opponent, but he still wants to experience the power of 'breaking the void and being immortal'!"

   "Huh? Okay, he's a practicer."

  James landed in front of Wenwu from mid-air, listening to him speak Chinese and know a lot about martial arts.

  The contemporary "Iron Fist" on the other side trembled his arms, bright yellow light flooded his fists and was about to step out, but Master Lei Gong behind him grabbed his arms.

   "Little Orson, although this is not what the master should say, but it is meaningless to fight this man. In front of him, the inheritance of Kunlun is afraid."

Orson Randall had never seen Master Lei Gong so lonely. His thick body like a millstone seemed to be hollowed out, and he stared blankly at the "Wolf Emperor" for a long time before recovering. Come.

"My generation of martial arts practitioners pursue self-improvement! But for thousands of years, whether it is Kunlun or Tarot, even that civil and martial arts have only obtained power beyond the limit of human beings by external force, but this hero Mr. Leete. He has truly embarked on a road of 'becoming a god' that everyone can strive for! We—"

   "Master Lei Gong."

  Iron Fist Randall gently pushed Lei Gong's thick palm away, his eyes were filled with burning fighting intent, and he said generously:

   "Because of this, I want to experience his power for myself. We may have gone the wrong way, but if you don't even have the courage to punch, then you really don't deserve to be a warrior."

   "Iron Fist! Orson Randall also wants to experience Mr. Howlett's claws!"

  Boom!

  Wen Wu and Tie Quan stood in front of James, one on the left and the other on the right. They looked at each other and turned their heads away, without deciding who should go first.

   "For more than a hundred years, I have always wanted to see what other martial arts paths in this world look like. Come together, you two. I will control my strength and only fight for moves, not skills."

   Shua lang lang lang.

  Between his arms, ten rings of gold and iron chirped, bursting with blue lightning, and the scar-shaped dragon-shaped emblem on Iron Fist's chest ignited out of thin air, his fists surged with solid "Qi", and he also squatted down and pulled away.

  The two smashed the masonry almost at the same time, jumped up and punched James, each hitting James from one side.

   "If you don't count the teacher's flesh and blood living body secret technique, the level of these two should be about the same as you and me."

Bucky whispered to Steve, judging from the strength of civil and martial arts and iron fists, he can be regarded as a character with excellent individual combat ability, but even so, the two of them can only barely beat James Howlett's one hand.

  He didn't release the bone blade, and rarely used fist and palm kung fu to fight against the two. Each hand punched in a different way, moving and parrying the stormy attacks of civil and military and iron fists.

  Tiequan’s boxing techniques are similar to Shaolin boxing and Baihe boxing in the previous life, while civil and military kung fu is more simple, with some traces of the mother boxing of national martial arts, but they only have boxing methods and no boxing strength.

  Martial arts can really improve the essence of life. The ability to control qi and blood and control the skin, muscles and bones is covered by the extra strength they have gained.

  "There is nothing tangible, and after getting used to the power endowed by the outside, we forget to develop our own potential."

  (end of this chapter)