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Chapter Eleven Steel Escape and Weaknesses

"Not good!" Seeing Minghao's fist colliding with the bandaged monk's fist, many people's faces changed.

They were already impressed by the power of the bandage monk's fist. If they collided together, they would probably be destroyed. Minghao's fist belonged to the dry side, and Land Zheng, who served as the referee, was even ready to rescue people.

If you lose, you lose. Life is more important. This is the future of Fire Temple.

"Explanation." When the fists were about to collide together, Ming Hao suddenly shouted softly, and then everyone was surprised to find that Ming Hao had become shorter.

What's the situation?

Everyone looked confused.

At this time, I will press the button for the time being, because Minghao's body suddenly became shorter and the position of his fist also shifted. I missed it perfectly with the bandage monk's fist.

Minghao was in the air and let everyone see what real technology was. He saw his body tilted and cut into his opponent's arm at an extremely incredible angle, treating his arm as a stick. His hand was like a spiritual snake, hitting the snake and following the stick, and taking the bald head of the bandage monk.

At this moment, all obstacles were cleared and nothing could stop Minghao's fist.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the seemingly thin fist hit the bandaged monk's bald head, which contained a simple punch of chakra. Its power was not small. Even a wooden stake could leave a depression on it.

It was just that such a powerful punch made Minghao feel like he was hitting the steel, and it was obvious that he did not make any contribution.

This scene caused many monks of the Fire Temple who were planning to cheer for Minghao to stop suddenly, like ducks pinching their necks, which was very uncomfortable. Didn’t they say that their weakness was on the head?

What's going on?

"Sure enough, the bandage you are wrapped around is not to help you play, but to play a trick to make your opponent think there is something tricky on the bandage, so that you can focus on your head and reveal flaws during the attack."

Ming Hao was not surprised by this result, but he decisively opened the distance and looked at the bandage monk and analyzed.

When the bandaged monk was hit by Minghao just now, it turned dark gray, like steel, and physical attacks were completely ineffective.

"This is, the steel escapes the blood flow line!" Ming Hao asked. In his previous life, he specialized in understanding the blood flow line, the blood flow line, and the blood flow line.

"Oh, I really didn't expect that you actually know the blood succession limit. It's really rare. Although you can see it, so what? Since you know the blood succession limit, you should know the power of the blood succession limit. Give up the loss."

"The blood-resistance boundary is really scary." Ming Hao smiled, but there was no fear in his tone, but he was eager to try it.

Ninjas with Bloodstorm are like gods. At least 70% of the Ninjas with Bloodstorm belong to the category of geniuses in the traditional sense. Compared with ordinary ninjas, they have at least two advantages.

First of all, their excellent bloodline makes their physical fitness better, which also brings them a chakra far exceeding ordinary people;

The second is the special ninjutsu that Blood Relief itself possesses. For example, the steel-respawn monk in front of him can be used without making seals. He is simply the nemesis of the physical ninja. For the young monk in the academy who has not yet mastered ninjutsu, he is basically invincible.

But, so what? Bloodline, haha, I just don’t believe in this evil.

"Just now, you used the transformation technique to make yourself taller. When you were running, your body was tilted, so you didn't pay attention. When you were fisting, you suddenly removed the transformation technique."

"yes."

"Good boy, it's amazing to think of this method."

The doubts in my heart were explained, and many people couldn't help but admire the little bald man on the field. It was quite rare to think of this method and apply it to actual combat.

"Senior brother, I remember the attribute ninjutsu, you haven't passed it to him yet, right?" Di Ming said to Di Lu beside him in a low voice.

"Well, not yet, don't underestimate him. Steel Escape is not without flaws." Di Lu said, as if he was very confident in Minghao.

"flaw?"

"Physical strength, speed."

...

"I want to see how you break my escape." As he said that, the bandage monk rushed towards Minghao. Since the little plot had been exposed, he no longer deliberately protected his head and could let go of his tricks.

"Drink." With a loud shout, the Steel-Dun Monk jumped up, his body turned gray and black, falling from the sky, with a terrifying momentum, and he took Minghao straight.

"Stand-in-Order technique." Ming Hao was not panicked and calmly made seals. Before the big iron lump landed, he exchanged positions with the substitute wood. His body was unscathed. As for the substitute wood, it was very miserable.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Just two kunai are just a few.

"Bored." He stood there like this, letting Kuwu hit him and then bounced away.

"Swish!Swish!"

There were two more kunni, but these two were a little crooked and were not heading towards the opponent.

"I was so scared that I couldn't even throw Kowloon accurately. It was indeed... Nani?"

Dingding, two light sounds, these two kunai accurately hit the two kunai that were bounced away, and three kunai changed directions and flew towards the bandage monk. As for the remaining one, they were wrong in the calculation and missed, but even so, it was still amazing.

Seeing this, the bandage monk had to use steel escape again. It has to be said that some blood successors are cheating. For example, his whole body turns into steel without any seals. He can do it with just one thought. As expected, blood successors ninjas are all the favorites of heaven.

"A trick of juggling." The bandaged monk looked at the bounced open Kyuuba and sneered.

"Hehe, it seems that your steel escape is not as powerful as you said. The shortcomings are actually very obvious." Minghao said to himself:

"First of all, when using steel escape, the speed will slow down, so your steel escape attacks are mostly top-down. At first glance, they are to increase the power of the attack, but in fact, you are to save energy."

He raised his second finger and continued, "Secondly, if there is no chakra, hehe, can your steel escape still be used? I'm curious, or I'll change the question, how long can your physical strength last?"

"You..." The bandaged monk changed his face slightly when he heard this. He didn't expect that his biggest flaw would be discovered so easily.

"Have you ever played with kites?" Ming Hao asked with a smile.

"What's the meaning?"

"If I run at high speed and then continue to attack you with kuna and shuriken in the process, you have seen my kuna skills. How long can you last? I'm very curious."

“…”

His face changed again and again. If he was an ordinary opponent, he would not use steel escape and only use physical skills to block Shuriken and Khuna. However, after seeing Minghao's magical Khuna throw just now, to be honest, he himself did not have much confidence.

"Arrogant little guy, do you really think you have won? You are talking to yourself somewhere." The bandage monk shouted angrily, but he didn't dare to step forward. He didn't even notice it, and he was a little timid.

"Haha, although the kite flying tactics are good, but it's." Minghao rolled up the wide sleeves of his monk's robe, and bandages were wrapped around his arms and wrists, with a seal on them, and said, "I still think about it, give it a try."

As he said that, Minghao actually rushed towards his opponent with bare hands.
Chapter completed!
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