MTL - Extraordinary Bloodline Integration-v2 Chapter 60 Only those who can receive one punch are eligible for dialogue

The fist pierced Naraka's body, and the combination of holy light and fire elements ignited raging holy flames, completely purifying and stripping the vitality in this body.

Naraka's body was cremated by the pure white flame, leaving only a little black ash.

"Hmph, useless little trick."

The heart suddenly shrank, breaking the blade that pierced the heart, and then the muscles squirmed to squeeze it out. Naraka's knife was faster and sharper, but the wound was relatively smooth, and it was not difficult to seal the blood spurt with tight muscles.

When he was in [Foreign Land], Mo Cheng often encountered opponents who aimed at the fatal weakness of human beings. The heart, the center of the human body and the source of strength, is the favorite part of attack by those opponents.

Therefore, Mo Cheng has quite a lot of experience in resolving attacks that attack the heart.

As long as the heart is trained to be stronger than the muscles of the body, strong enough to pinch the muscles, strong enough to resist death, then the weakness will naturally no longer be the weakness.

And the dragon blood makes Mo Cheng have a physique equivalent to that of a young dragon, and the toughness of his heart can even withstand 500 violent beats per minute.

In fact, when Mo Cheng was hit hard and the blood of the berserker broke out at full force, Mo Cheng's heart beat even exceeded 1500 times per minute.

Instead of saying that the thing in Mo Cheng's chest is a heart, it might as well be called an "engine".

As the source of Mo Cheng's strength, it has nothing to do with [weakness], pierced by a blade?

Then use the strongest muscle to pinch it off!

The wound running through his chest quickly recovered. Due to the characteristics of the Berserker's blood, although Mo Cheng's clothes were torn all over his body and blood was bleeding in many places, it was only a skin trauma.

"I just hate opponents with knives, always ruining my clothes."

With this level of damage, it would take at least a whole day for the clothes on his body to recover.

Using his hands to straighten the staggered bones on his body, Mo Cheng suddenly said, "You two, have you made a decision after looking at it for so long?"

"Should I do it? Or just leave?"

When fighting Naraka, Mo Cheng could feel two powerful auras coming from the edge of the battlefield.

Without knowing whether it was an enemy or a friend, Mo Cheng had no choice but to smash the [Zen] with the [Beast] and force him to kill Naraka with a powerful punch.

If you don't do this, if the person who comes is Naraka's teammate, then he can't stand the three-on-one situation.

"I am the head of the Law Enforcement Corps, Margaret Lauren Frost."

In order to avoid misunderstanding, Margaret took the lead in revealing her identity outside of Mo Cheng's attack distance, "Thank you for your shot just now, the law enforcement team and the Knights are arresting these prison escapees."

The smoke and dust rolled up by the battle gradually fell to the ground with Naraka's death, and two figures appeared behind the dispersed smoke.

Mo Cheng stared at the huge figure, not only the other person's extraordinary figure, but also Mo Cheng's [feeling].

He [feeled] the power contained under that huge body, felt the hidden animal nature of the opponent, and even felt like an outsider who had broken into the territory of wild beasts.

It's the [similar] breath!

"Hey!"

The thunder exploded, and before the roaring sound swept across, the huge fist hit Mo Cheng one step ahead.

Mo Cheng concentrated and calmed down, all the power and power converged, and his mind entered the extremely quiet [Zen] state.

Then the [wild beast], unwilling to be saved or tamed, broke the Zen realm with rage and wrath, bursting out with great power.

[Wild Beast] pushes Mo Cheng's power to a whole new level, a power that exceeds the maximum power his body can bear at the moment.

"Come to fight!"

The body couldn't bear it, and the bones in his arm exploded outward. At this moment, Mo Cheng was like a bomb mixed with bone and flesh.

Crazy, in the face of such a strong man, Mo Cheng used all his strength to punch beyond the limit, using fury as the first driving force, absolutely no one can stop him at this moment.

Absolutely not!

Fist to fist, a duel of strength, the extremely dynamic collision instantly turned into extremely quiet, and the wind stopped for an instant, and the smoke and dust no longer had the qualification to leave the earth, and were firmly suppressed on the ground.

"Snapped!"

There was a crisp sound, followed by continuous explosions like a chain reaction. Mo Cheng's right arm couldn't bear his own strength, and it exploded crazily, until the whole arm was blown into a pulp.

But Ralph was not having a good time either. He only felt a force piercing through his arm like a spear, straight to his back. All the bones, flesh, and even blood vessels along the way were destroyed by the penetrating force, eventually causing a huge cavity-like wound on the back.

His right arm exploded, and Mo Cheng held his right shoulder with his left hand. How could a mere arm incomplete restrain him: "Damn Holy Light, fix my arm!"

The holy but dazzling holy light was lit up, and the outline of an arm was vaguely seen being born in the holy light. In just a few seconds, Mo Cheng had reorganized the arm, and the unquenchable flames of war ignited in his eyes again.

"Come on, keep fighting!"

No matter who is here, UU reads www.uukanshu. com The opponent has already aroused his fighting spirit.

The next thing is extraordinarily simple and direct, the winner is the winner.

"Ralph, stop!"

The two fought so quickly, and Ralph's actions were so abrupt that even Margaret couldn't react. When she realized it, Mo Cheng had already lost an arm.

Margaret immediately stood in front of Ralph, with her back to Mo Cheng, sheathing her sword in her hand: "He is not an enemy, I will not allow you to use force unscrupulously!"

"Ha, Margaret, you'd better look back at the priest's eyes. Those eyes that want to bite me like a hungry wolf are not ordinary people."

Ralph didn't continue to attack, and he didn't even care about the hollow wound on his back. He pointed his thumb and introduced himself: "I am the Grand Master of the Knights, Ralph. Priest, you are very skilled." , are you interested in joining our knight order?"

The Knights believe in selecting elites, and only those who can withstand Ralph's punch without getting down in terms of combat effectiveness are eligible to join.

The blow just now was just the most basic "greeting" among the knights, but Ralph did not expect that even if he fought an opponent who was infinitely close to the "hero" level first, Mo Cheng would still have the ability to inflict damage on him.

"Being able to emit output beyond the general [hero] level, and that powerful holy light, how about coming to me as your deputy head?"

The fist fight just now made Ralph understand a lot of things, for example, the priest in front of him has output beyond the normal [hero] level, and he can at least send out twice in a short period of time.

And the purity of the holy light was comparable to that of the bishop of the Glorious Cathedral in Fairhaven. He rebuilt an arm in just a few seconds, and his resilience was astonishing.