C1233 Being Crushed
If he and Zhao Pengyu were both at full strength, they might have a fifty-fifty chance of defeating the red monster. However, the probability of them defeating the red monster was less than twenty percent.1
"This is going to be troublesome. Let Lin Yuan look at the monster in front of him alertly. Right now, we can only fight and pull it. But even if we fight while retreating, it is definitely not a solution, because the speed of the monster is too shocking.
At this moment, Lin Yuan remembered the two miniature explosives in his pocket. If he wanted to hurt it, he would have to find a way to stick the miniature explosives on his body and detonate it.
Although his body had been greatly changed, his body was still the same. Lin Yuan didn't believe that he could withstand the explosion of the explosives. If one didn't work, then two. The two of them had four miniature explosives in their hands.
"Come on, weren't you two very capable just now? Aren't the two of you very powerful? Why is it at this level? So the two of you are at such a level? Can't even withstand a single blow, unable to even truss a chicken? "
At this moment, Song Jiang was not in a hurry to launch his next attack. He was merely smiling as he crossed his arms and looked at Zhao Pengyu and Lin Yuan. It seemed like he was not in a hurry to finish the battle as he had said. Instead, he wanted to torture each other to death step by step and humiliate them.
"You two, hurry up. Can you two take the initiative to attack me? "Don't be timid like a mouse. I'm too disappointed. Can you let me experience a real battle? "Both of you were so arrogant just now, but why have you become so weak now?"
He fiddled with his fingers and stretched his shoulders at the same time. At this moment, Song Jiang let out a comfortable moan.
"Comfortable is simply too comfortable. Is this strength? Is this the strength of the so-called medicine? After that, my entire body became like War God. " Who is my opponent now? I am the strongest existence in the world. To be able to die under my hands... "The two of you also have a great honor."
Zhao Pengyu got up from the ruins. Currently, his body was covered in blood and scars, but he still had the will to fight. However, his current body was no longer suitable for fighting. In the end, his body could no longer hold on any longer.
"Comfortable. It seems like in this world... There's no one who can beat me. It's just a monster. However, in my opinion, even if it's a monster... You will never know who will be the final winner until the last moment. Now, you should be happy. "Later, you will cry even more miserably!"
Zhao Pengyu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. At this moment, he was still looking at the red monster, Song Jiang, with a provocative look.
At this moment, Lin Yuan seemed to be silent, because he had been observing Song Jiang's body. He had been observing the red monster's body. Lin Yuan wanted to find his weakness. He must have his own weakness.
However, his speed and strength had reached the limit. Even when he was at his peak, he was no match for it. It was hard to find where his weakness was.
"You want to beat me up? It's simply too funny. This is the funniest joke I've ever heard in my life. " Since you want to get rid of me, why don't you let me get rid of you first? I want to break all your bones first. I want your head to be stuffed into your anus! "
After saying this, the red monster disappeared from where it stood once again. Zhao Peng's legs were also clean when he realized the danger. Like a spring, he could not move his legs. Although his current body was almost at its limit, in this life and death situation, he could always stimulate a person's unlimited potential.
Lin Yuan did not stay idle to avoid getting injured by Peng Yu again. He immediately launched a fierce attack from behind the red monster.
However, Song Jiang just snorted coldly and punched Zhao Pengyu. He turned around and kicked Lin Yuan who was attacking from behind.
Zhao Pengyu cleverly dodged his attack and changed his position. Although Lin Yuan's attack missed, there was no real physical contact between the two of them in this round. At this moment, Lin Yuan and Zhao Pengyu relied on their individual abilities and tacit understanding to fight to a draw with Song.
"It seems like the two of you really have some skills. I know that the two of you are not ordinary, but I am the strongest person in this world."
Song Jiang launched another fierce attack at Lin Yuan. At this moment, he had already realized that Zhao Pengyu was already exhausted and wouldn't pose too much of a threat to him. Now, as long as he dealt with Lin Yuan first and then turned around to kill Zhao Pengyu, it would be as easy as pinching a chicken to death.
After that, Song Jiang shifted 80% of his attention to Lin Yuan and launched a fierce attack at Lin Yuan. Lin Yuan was indeed struggling in the face of the ferocious attack of the red monster. Moreover, he was being pushed back. The old wounds on his body hadn't fully healed yet, and new wounds were added to his body.
He stretched out his arm to block the kick coming from the sky. Then, he turned around and punched the red monster's shoulder. However, the red monster merely smiled. It turned around and swung its elbow at Lin Yuan's head.
If this elbow hit Lin Yuan's head, even his head would be torn apart and his life would be taken.
Now, these three people could be said to be red monsters. Each of their attacks was fatal to Lin Yuan and Zhang Pengyu. As long as they were not careful and made a mistake, they might lose their lives here.
However, Lin Yuan and Zhao Pengyu's attacks did not cause any substantial damage to the red monster.
Lin Yuan had been looking for an opportunity to stick the miniature explosives on his body. He had been looking for an opportunity. However, he had never found a suitable opportunity. He had to be careful this time. If he didn't let the other party find out, if the other party solved his number... Then he would pay attention later on, and he would have no chance at all.
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