Zongman: Starting From The Wish To Blow The Fist

Ding!

Suddenly, a system notification sounded in my mind.

"You have triggered a hidden mission."

"[Matador]!"

"Mission description ①: Under the command of 'Ghost Cow' Wu Horixiong, stay undefeated for five minutes (passive battles are not counted) - random skill level +1."

"Mission Description ②: Kill the 'Ghost Cow' Wu Horiou—the number of skill draws*1."

"Mission description ③: Defeat the 'ghost cow' Wu Horio, and ensure that he is not dead - random skill level +1, skill draw times *1, random role simulation card *1."

"Note: If any of the above conditions are met, the task can be completed, and the rewards will not be repeated."

...

A font that only he could see appeared in his field of vision.

Yetou's heart became more and more dignified.

You can't get hidden missions at all, because there are huge dangers hidden in them, and you will lose your life if you don't pay attention, which is completely opposite to the type of missions that don't matter if you do it or not.

Encountering a hidden mission also means that there is no choice.

Of course, this is not the responsibility of the system.

Hidden tasks also have no penalties.

Probably because if you can't pass the current test, no punishment is meaningful.

So the system's move is more like a warning.

Don't take chances.

And also gave rich material rewards as a motivation to motivate fighting spirit!

So, to what extent can you do it?

Such a thought was fleeting in Yato's mind.

Lowering his body, he stepped on his feet suddenly, and the hard concrete cracked slightly.

I saw him as if turning into a shadow, clinging to the ground, launching a surprise attack on Wu Horixiong!

"Have you overcome your fear so quickly?"

Wu Horio thought.

The posture of the body changed accordingly, dropping the waist and opening the hips, sinking the center of gravity of the body infinitely, posing a posture of using the physical advantage to fight positional warfare.

Just as Yato thought, it was simply too stable.

Obviously, the attribute value is completely crushed, but he still chooses to play steadily.

Yato felt like he was launching a suicide attack on a bull many times his size.

Wu Horio's two hands are sharp horns.

The moment he broke into the opponent's 'attack area', the bull's horn rushed over unceremoniously.

That ordinary whip punch, under the extremely high explosive power bonus, is not much inferior to a real steel tempered blade. Yato leaned forward, and the palm of his hand could barely brush the top of his head. To shave off a layer of his scalp.

Without caring about anything else, he punched Wu Horixiong's armpit.

There is a nerve under the armpit of the human body. Once it is hit hard, it will cause severe pain and local paralysis.

Yato's combat purpose is very clear, first weaken the opponent's combat effectiveness.

Otherwise, if you really enter the fierce stage of reckless fighting, you will only end up being hammered to death.

The fist is like a tip, and the arm is like a gun.

All the muscle fibers that can be used in the whole body are twisted together.

Transmit, transform, and amplify through human bones.

The resulting strength is the "integrity" that all fighters pursue.

Immediately afterwards, the moment it hit the opponent, Yato's wrist shook, this arm and even his whole body shrank suddenly, and pressed forward again.

The powder keg was detonated!

Inch strike + whole energy + vital attack.

This should be replaced by the opponents Yato has encountered in the past. Just this one will allow them to cultivate for more than half a year before they can continue to fight against others.

But Wu Horio was fine.

Not only did he not fall down, Yato even had the illusion of hitting the rock wall.

At best, it shook the rock wall and scattered a lot of debris and gravel.

Other than that it has no effect.

The skin is tougher than an elephant, and there is still a large amount of fat underneath to absorb the impact. Even if it cannot be completely digested, it can still be endured by the strong muscles, and it will never hurt the organs and lungs.

After this punch, Yato has learned what a 4.5 physique is.

Wu Horixiong was expressionless. Although he was hit a bit, this level of pain was nothing compared to the cruel practice in the past.

Using Yato's strength, he took a step back.

It looked like he lost his center of gravity and almost fell down.

But the right fist was retracted and pressed down, and it actually clamped Yato's fist forcibly.

He stretched out his left foot and hooked Yato's right knee socket.

If the upper armpit is a lock, then his feet are hooks.

From the eyes of others, it seemed that someone was about to fall, but was caught in time.

But in fact, Yato doesn't want to be this 'good guy'.

Since most of the opponent's weight was hanging on his body, his body balance was affected to a certain extent, especially when he had just finished attacking and the inertia of forward rushing had not completely disappeared.

So much so that this pinch and hook perfectly copied the miraculous effect of judo, making him unable to advance or retreat, like a bird caught in a net, to be slaughtered by a seasoned hunter.

In this posture, Yetou can't even use the most basic kicking skills, not to mention Lan's feet.

Wu Horio didn't give him time to think.

In the next second, he uppercuted with his left arm.

Aim at Yato's face.

Yato can only use his left hand.

But the muscle strength of the two sides is not at the same level.

boom!

Yato flew out with his whole body.

Fortunately, his lower body was stable, and he adjusted his balance in the air. After landing, he just stumbled and took two steps back, his back was barely attached to the surface of a load-bearing column.

If someone else came, it would be absolutely inevitable to hit this load-bearing pillar and fall completely.

There was also a hint of surprise in Wu Horio's eyes.

But not surprised by Yato's skill, but...

"Just now?"

He thought about it carefully.

That punch undoubtedly hit the opponent.

However, the damage was much worse than expected.

The reason lies in the opponent's response.

Kurehorio's eyes fell on Yato's right arm, which had a slight muscle spasm.

Forearms, to be exact.

"Actively use the forearm to meet it, and at the same time use the left hand to parry and absorb the impact...Is it Tianchao boxing?"

Although it was a question sentence, his tone was full of certainty.

This is confidence in one's own vision.

It is also based on rational empirical judgment.

"call."

Yato took a deep breath.

There was no time to pay attention to the other party's questions.

Whether it is chatting or distracting in battle, it is an act of death, but at the same time, it is also the margin of the strong.

However, Wu Horio was right about one thing...

Yato exerted a lot of strength with his right arm, and after confirming that it would not affect the battle, he slowly moved his steps, adopting a posture that seemed a bit too conservative in the eyes of others.

The arms are crossed in front of the body, and the palms are holding the front stand, giving people a look like a scout hand observing in front of the position.

As long as it finds a dangerous situation, it will retreat, and use its position to keep hostility out.

As the saying goes, hands are two doors!

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