With his left hand, he took out a straight blade from his spatial ring and slashed down at the fireball.
"Whoosh~"
This strike was as if it had cleaved through the void, carrying unparalleled power.
It was as if all the sharp energy fluctuations in the entire world suddenly subsided at this moment, all converging on this single strike.
"Bang!"
The blade clashed with the fireball.
Just one cut.
Endless energy raged.
The fireball shattered with a deafening roar.
Sparks of fire flew everywhere.
It landed on the ground.
It created a sea of fire.
"Let's fight!"
The instant noodle-headed guy roared.
He tossed the sports car aside.
His body suddenly shot out.
Make a fist with your right hand.
A ball of intense energy gathered on his fist, like a leaping flame.
With a scorching current, like a violent hurricane, it swept straight toward the sickly young man.
"Overestimating one's abilities."
The sickly young man sneered.
He pushed the RV away with one palm.
Switch from left-handed to right-handed knife.
He caught the blow from the ramen noodle head with a backhand.
The scorching airflow was split.
The man with the ramen-noodle-shaped hair suddenly sharpened his gaze.
He threw out both fists at the same time.
"Boom boom boom~"
A flurry of punches rained down.
Each punch carries the force of a thousand pounds.
It's enough to instantly kill a Tyrannosaurus Rex.
However, the sickly young man appeared unusually calm in the face of such a fierce attack.
With a few casual swings of his straight blade, he blocked all the fist shadows.
"Clang, clang, clang~"
Fists clashed, producing a series of loud bangs that shook the entire space.
After taking over a hundred punches in a row, the sickly young man suddenly turned his blade sharply, instantly switching from a defensive stance to an offensive one.
The straight blade slashed down like lightning, as fast as the wind.
This strike may seem ordinary and unremarkable, but the power it contains is terrifying.
Upon seeing this, the man with the ramen-noodle hair was startled and dared not underestimate the situation. He quickly took a step back and threw a punch at the straight blade that was coming at him.
"Boom!"
The moment the fists clashed, a crisp sound was produced.
Paomiantou felt a huge and sharp force surge towards him like a torrent, and his arm felt as if it were being torn apart, causing unbearable pain.
He dared not engage in a standoff and quickly retreated, distancing himself from the other party.
The man with the ramen-noodle-shaped hair raised his hand and glanced at it.
The armor that helped him overcome numerous difficulties and fight countless monsters.
At this moment, the arm armor attached to his entire forearm was shattered, with fragments constantly peeling off.
"Your punches aren't fast enough, nor are they powerful enough!"
The sickly young man held a knife, pointed it at the ramen-noodle-haired man, and had a mocking smile on his lips.
Although the man with the ramen-noodle-shaped haircut was unhappy, he had no words to say anything.
This guy in front of me is really scary.
In fact, in his mind, he was even more terrifying than Ye Li.
The sickly young man, carrying a knife, walked step by step toward the ramen-headed man, each step carrying a sense of oppression that made the ramen-headed man's heart beat faster involuntarily.
"Alright, now you can hand over all your resources and get out of here."
The sickly young man's voice was cold and ruthless, like a sharp sword piercing straight into the heart of the man with the ramen-noodle-head hairstyle.
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