Inheritance Of Garp, Sarutobi Hiruzen Begging Me To Come Out at the Start

"What exactly went wrong?

When I developed the Taidun·Weathering Technique, I had already carried out many experiments.

Except for Fire Style and illusion, all ninjutsu and physical techniques can't hurt me after weathering, how did the Iron Fist old ghost do it?"

Bai Lian racked her brains to think about why she was injured by Carl, while she quickly got up from the deep pit:

"Fortunately, although this punch was caught off guard, the Weathering Technique is not completely useless.

At least after being weathered, you can hold the blow of the iron fist old ghost and survive!"

Although she still didn't understand why she was injured by the iron fist, it didn't affect Bai Lian's feeling lucky and proud that she was alive.

Not everyone is qualified to suffer the fist of a hero!

The name of Iron Fist is not from the strong wind!

In the Sengoku era, no matter whether it was a ninja or a samurai, facing Carl's fist, they would all be injured if touched, and would die if touched.

Those who can survive a single punch from the front have all become under the three masters in the Sengoku era, and they are almost as strong as heaven's 687 flower piles.

And he, Bai Lian, is not a person who dominates physical skills and body, but he can punch Carl hard, and seven or eight ribs are broken. Still alive, still able to get up immediately.

"If you can take a punch from the old man without dying, you are considered a character.

It is worthwhile for me to look at you a few more times. "

After hitting Bai Lian severely with one punch, Carl stepped forward, and he had already crossed a distance of more than 500 meters, and came to Bai Lian in a flash.

Shaving, one of the six styles of Superman, has become an instinct of his body, just like eating and drinking.

On the ground, stepping is shaving; in the sky, raising one's feet is Moonwalk.

Everything looks so natural and casual, without any stiffness or effort.

"Don't take yourself too seriously, and don't underestimate the old man.

With such soft fists, the old man can take as many punches as he wants. "

(bfci) Bai Lian said nonchalantly, but quietly connected the broken ribs, and turned the violent and sharp Chakra into invisible hands to return the displaced internal organs.

"Is it really?

This time out of the mountain, the old man also figured out a problem.

With the current strength of the old man, the shadows of the Ninja Village era can receive one punch from the old man; the Five Kages of the First Generation outside Hashirama can receive two punches!"

Hearing this, Carl didn't feel annoyed at all, but casually raised two fingers at Bai Lian.

The so-called pick-up is not really pick-up.

But after one punch, the shadow disappeared.

Similarly, the Five Kages at the First Generation level, except for Senju Hashirama, are all gone with two punches.

"There's a limit to talking big."

Bai Lian's gloomy face was full of disbelief.

It's not like he didn't fight Tekken during the Sengoku era.

Although he was beaten to death like a dog, it is absolutely impossible for the gap to be as big as two punches.

Before, he had the confidence to take five punches from Carl.

Live another life, become the main force, punch.

As for the two punches Carl mentioned, he just scoffed.

Unless Carl lives another life like himself, he will not believe that an old ghost who is nearly a hundred years old can still beat the peak of the Sengoku era.

"Do you really think that the old man is standing still all these years?

Even a guy like you who is dead but not stiff can improve, let alone a living old man. "

Carl sneered, stomped his right foot on the ground, like a bullet, he rushed to Bai Lian in an instant.

"Who wouldn't say big words, with you, a relic of the old era, you can still bury the old man with two punches?

Do you really think you are a fairy?

Can't you get older and stronger?"

Bai Lian's eyes were full of shock and anger.

He couldn't even accept another defeat, let alone accept the result of being punched twice.

In the face of Carl's trampling and humiliation, he was a little frustrated and no longer had any reservations. While keeping distance with Swift Style, he made different marks with his left and right hands at the same time.

"Ice Escape·Ice Giant Soldier!"

"Taiwan Escape·Strong Wind Cleave Blade!"

Following the afterimages of his ten fingers flying, with his body as the center, an iceberg hundreds of meters high rises from the ground, towering between the ground.

Before Carl could punch out, the huge iceberg that stood tall had already shattered with a clang.

Surrounded by the starry ice debris, a huge ice titan, which was only surpassed by Three Tails, appeared out of thin air.

Immediately afterwards, the ice titan stood upright with both feet, and after standing up, his body became even taller. With a slight movement, his head had already pierced the sky and pierced the newly condensed sky.

At the same time, the ice titan who stood up opened his hands, holding ten huge ice fingers that were finely crafted towards the air, and directly held two giant blades of wind shining with dazzling blue light in his hands.

"Does it feel familiar?

This is the power I prepared to defeat you three Sengoku masters by living another life!

Stronger than Uchiha Madara's Susanoo!"

Quite similar to the full body Susanoo, at this time the white lotus is standing on the forehead of the ice titan.

At this moment, he looked down with both eyes, looking at Carl who was as small as an ant, and an indescribable conceit went straight to his heart.

This is the supreme product of his combination of the power of the three blood successors, plus the power of the tailed beast!

Stronger than Susanoo, who is just a Blood Successor Limit Sharingan!

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