147: C147 Kung Fu

C147 Kung Fu

On the other hand, Xiong Er had perfectly displayed the advantage of his tall body. From afar, he really looked like a bear.

However, Bolt and the others found it difficult to face the masked man. They had been hit several times by him, but fortunately, they were not hit in the vital parts. They were still struggling to hold on.

The huge centrifugal force directly tore off the backpack's back belt. The backpack also fell to the ground. Now, there were nearly twenty people surrounding Wu Di.

Seeing that the belt had been broken, the group of people rushed forward and swung their sticks at Wu Di.

Ah!

Wu Di roared and kicked the backpack on the ground. The backpack, which was almost fifty kilograms, flew up.

The masked man didn't understand what was going on when he saw a camouflage wall flying toward him. They lost consciousness and fell to the ground before they could even scream.

Seeing the corner of the encirclement open, Wu Di picked up the two rubber sticks on the ground and used all his skills to perform the most primitive battle in this primitive forest.

After the continuous modifications by the system, Wu Di's physique had now exceeded that of an ordinary person by eight times. With the enhancement of his skills, the strength of his punches had even exceeded Tyson's peak.

Using his flexible body and quick reaction speed, Wu Di dodged Masked Man's attack.

They were also very puzzled that when the rubber stick and wooden stick were about to touch Wu Di's body, the young man in front of them could dodge nimbly.

There was an urgent alarm in his ears. Hearing the whistling sound of air behind him, Wu Di clearly understood that there was an attack behind him.

This time, Wu Di did not dodge. He directly grabbed the wrist of a masked man in front of him, turned around, and hid behind the masked man. His right hand directly pinched the neck of the masked man.

It was a stone the size of a tennis ball. Wu Di saw the masked man in his hand and felt sad for half a second. Then he held the neck of the masked man, making his face connect with the stone precisely.

After a muffled sound, with a dull scream, blood stained his head. The masked man fainted and his body collapsed.

"I'm sorry! Brother!"

Wu Di expressed the embarrassment in his heart and let go of the hand on Masked Man's neck.

Seeing his comrade being used as a shield by Wu Di, Masked Man's heart was filled with fear and anger. The reason why they were afraid was because they didn't expect the young man in front of them to react so quickly.

Ah!

The remaining masked men looked at each other and shouted to raise their morale. They started another round of attack. They raised their rubber sticks high and flew towards Wu Di's head.

"This scene seems familiar!"

Wu Di suddenly thought of a similar scene in his mind and could not help but think of it.

"Kung Fu!"

Seeing the rubber stick and stick about to hit his head, a cruel and evil smile appeared on Wu Di's face.

He stretched out his right foot and stepped on Masked Man's foot. Even though Masked Man was wearing combat boots, he could not resist the gravity of Wu Di's foot. The tip of his combat boots sank deeply, making a muffled creaking sound.

Ah...

Before the crowd could understand what was going on, they only felt a huge pain on their feet, and the rubber stick in their hands also fell down. They let out heart-wrenching screams.

Wu Di understood in his heart that those dull sounds just now were all the sounds of someone's toe bones breaking. It was estimated that these masked men would have to rest for a few months.

Seeing the miserable scene in front of him, Wu Di did not have any pity in his heart. This was a battle of life and death. On the contrary, he became slightly excited and bowed toward the sky.

"Master Xing! I pay my respects to you!"

At this point of the battle, almost half of the masked men were lying down. The remaining six also became more and more brave as they fought. Everything around them had become usable weapons.1

Xiong Er was even more exaggerated. He directly swung a masked man and smashed him into the crowd. Wu Di could guess that these people must be in despair. They chose opponents they shouldn't have chosen.

Along with a few hissing sounds, smoke gradually rose from the forest.

"Smoke bomb!"

As soon as Wu Di finished speaking, everyone began to cough loudly. They also heard a series of dense footsteps and exclaimed.

"Not good! The enemy reinforcements have arrived!"

As expected, a group of strong men dressed in the uniform of Hunter School's instructors, wearing gas masks, charged at them.

They could not see anyone else in the thick smoke, but the instructors could clearly see them. The instructors kept waving the sticks in their hands and smashing them on everyone.

Luckily, Wu Di had the Loggerhead Turtle Breath Holding and bat ultrasonic skills, which allowed him to dodge the staff of the instructors.

However, the others weren't so lucky. Not only did they have to hold back their coughs, but they also had to face the attacks of their enemies. They were beaten so badly that they couldn't even raise their heads. They could only hug their heads and struggle painfully on the ground.

Wu Di did not dare to open his eyes now. He could only judge the position of the team members through their voices.

A series of densely-packed alarms rang in Wu Di's ears. He deduced that there was danger ahead based on the changes in the air current.

Wu Di quickly turned around, bent down, and flipped over the attacking instructor. He touched the instructor's head, pulled down the gas mask, and knocked him out with a punch.

Wu Di quickly put on the gas mask. He smelled a cigar. It seemed like the level of the person just now was quite high. Because he smoked a cigar.

With the gas mask, Wu Di performed a superhuman return. His eyes swept across the position and situation of his comrades.

The one in the worst situation right now was Bolt. A muscular instructor kept swinging the wooden stick in his hand at him fiercely.

Bolt's face was covered in blood. He had completely lost the ability to fight back. However, the instructor did not stop. He raised the wooden stick in his hand high, wanting to complete the fatal blow. If this stick hit him, he would probably die.

Seeing this, Wu Di picked up the smoke grenade that was still smoking under his feet and used all his strength to throw it at the fat instructor's head.

Another accurate directional attack. The error was not more than one centimeter. The instructor was knocked down to the ground by the sudden UFO, creating a loud noise.

Wu Di ran to Bolt's side and put the instructor's gas mask on him. Then, he went to help other comrades get out of trouble.

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