MTL - Marvel Reverses Wolverine-Chapter 8 this world!
Chapter 8 This world!
Fate seldom gives favors to others. We often feel that we have fallen to the bottom, but we are still too optimistic. The most painful thing is that she always leaves a glimmer of hope, a glimmer of hope that makes people persist in bitterness and regret in sinking.
At this time, James seemed to have fallen into a demon in his practice. He was supposed to be in a state of meditation in emptiness, but he was annoyed at his powerless weakness and became resentful and ferocious. The eyes that opened suddenly were bloodshot, he slapped on the boulder with one hand, turned over and jumped down with a somersault, and frantically used every set of boxing techniques he knew.
In his previous life, Master Bai Feng inherited from a secret Xingyi. In addition to the complete three-body posture and five-element boxing, there are very few true five animal shapes-dragon, tiger, snake, eagle, bear, and all internal boxing. All sects regard it as the supreme marrow-washing exercise—Hubao Leiyin!
After the boxing method became perfect, he learned Taijiquan, Baguazhang, Bajiquan, etc. from the masters of hundreds of schools. Although it is impossible to learn untransmitted kung fu such as "big toad strength" and "hum ha two sounds", but it is also the essence of each boxing technique.
Panda on the side had never seen his master so violent. In late autumn, the Lager forest was full of fiery red fallen leaves, washed and fluttered by the gust of wind and fist blown by this figure. Stepping on the gossip swimming palm, the pace turned quickly, the body shape continued to intersperse, and the fists and palms crackled.
Suddenly it was Taiji hammering again, moving block hammer, body hammer, cannon hammer, clothes and pants were blown by the strong wind, and the muffled sound seemed to be beating a thick-skinned drum. The five-element chopping, collapsing, drilling, cannon, and horizontal fists are performed at will, and the air sometimes explodes like a thunderbolt, and sometimes roars like a muffled thunder. The shoulders, elbows, knees, and legs follow the movements like fists, showing the peak of strength.
James ignored the horse's neighing and struggling. At this moment, he only had a fire in his heart, a fire that burned him madly. The rotation of time and space, the great fear under the supreme power of heaven and earth, the bewilderment and depression in the depths of another world, the great sorrow of being unable to resist when a serious illness is approaching.
His boxing intention has never been so full of determination to change the world like this. It seems that the soaring boxing intention is no longer aimed at defeating the opponent who should be a human being, but to smash all barriers of space and time, and smash the wheel of fate!
Untiringly displaying all the skills I have learned over and over again, in the end I no longer stick to faction routines, only the purest attack! Everything is instinct, the fighting instinct that human beings have for fighting and killing.
James slowly felt a force in his body that was about to move. With the last tailbone of the spine, the electric current circulated back and forth. Heavy punch.
"Bang!"
The flesh-grown fist sank deeply into the two-meter-high boulder that James sat cross-legged just now. The flesh and blood were intact, but the boulder seemed to have been gouged deeply by a punch. The small hole the size of the fist was wet, and the surrounding area It was densely covered with cobweb-like cracks, spreading inch by inch.
Dark strength is achieved!
James finally stopped slowly, Yoyo withdrew his hands to calm down his blood, and nodded secretly. The strength quality of a normal body is much higher than that of the previous life. Even a healthy body can not achieve such destructive power at all. At most, it can only leave cracked lines on the boulder. His heart was full of pride and ambition again, and the initial frustration and resentment were swept away.
"What a waste again! In this life, I will not only re-enter Huajin, but also sit on my hips with the alchemy in my hands, and become a stellar qi, so that my achievements will not be bad! Look at the limit of human physical cultivation! Look at this turbulent American continent, look at it. What kind of world is this!" James' eyes were bright and full of high spirits.
Suddenly, the scorching heat that seemed to emanate from the bone marrow permeated every blood vessel, nerve, blood muscle, and even cells in the body. This feeling is so familiar. I would have a strange disease two or three times a month, and it came again. And, more intense than ever, the pain…
James sat slumped on the ground, his body twitching uncontrollably. The pain was so severe that he couldn't even resist as usual. His hands were deeply embedded in the soil, trying to make it stop shaking. James, who was kneeling on the ground, was sweating profusely, his dark pupils began to dilate, becoming vaguely olive-shaped, with a slight green glow.
Unprecedented pain flowed between the arms, as if the bones were pulled out of the flesh, and the long strips of the skin were like parasites, spreading all the way from the forearm to the back of the hand, twisting and wriggling with. Tormented by the severe pain, James raised his head to the sky and howled. The shrill sound like weeping blood penetrated the sky, startling the birds in the forest, circling and neighing uncontrollably above his head.
The dark woods suddenly became haunted.
Panda next to him was lying on the ground and trembling uncontrollably. Even James' crazy boxing practice just now only frightened it, instead of the terrifying tremor like a top-level carnivorous beast sniffing at its neck.
His fists that were suddenly raised in the sky were gradually covered with blackened veins.
"噗嗤"
A pair of bone claws pierced through the phalanx of both hands.
Silence, absolute silence.
It seems that the silent mode has been switched off, and even the wind has stopped breathing. All the pain receded like a tide, and there was only a wave of itching in the body, which disappeared in a moment, and there was even an unprecedented sense of relief.
James stared blankly at the six pale bone claws growing out of his hands, and his mind went blank for a while.
After a while, he took a long breath and looked at the pair of sharp claws carefully, his face full of complexity.
The six bone claws are at least 20 centimeters longer, the middle one of each pair is slightly longer, and the overall length is basically the same as the forearm. Thick as a thumb, shaped like a triangular pyramid, the tip of the claw is like a slender dagger, slightly curved, and each bone claw has a knob-like protrusion like a vine.
"This is... this world, this world is..." James almost groaned to himself. He no longer knew whether he should be happy that he had solved the strange disease, or be distressed by the miraculous result of a collapsed brain cell.
"Logan, Victor, it seems so, I'm that... Wolverine?" James quickly connected scenes of details that he hadn't thought of before, Victor's strange fingernails, the last name Logan, and This vaguely familiar story.
In his previous life, he was not a fan of Marvel movies or anime, but he had more or less watched some Marvel-related movies or videos. It happened that he had watched the first Wolverine, and he remembered the man who stabbed his biological father to death. The child, and his brother Victor, who is also a mutant.
"The fate of the original story has not changed fundamentally..." James remembered that whether it was John Howlett or Thomas Logan, although the process was different, they both died in the end. He just knelt on the ground quietly, thinking a little bit, recalling all possible impressions he had of this world.
So far, it should be said that the background of the world is based on the movie, at least consistent with what he has seen, but he doesn't know if this is a world with only mutants, or a huge universe where half of life is wiped out in a snap of fingers.
…
After a long time, the sun had already set, and the shadows covered by the branches on the ground gradually disappeared. James got up and walked towards Panda, hissed softly, stroked its long face gently, and pressed against it to comfort him gently, this boy horse who was still a boy was really frightened today. It stuck out its tongue and licked James' cheek twice, as if to confirm whether the smell was its own owner.
James jumped on the horse lightly: "Panda, let's go home!"
The horse felt the urging of the owner, and galloped away quickly, as if wanting to seize the time to go back to his stable to have a good meal, rubbing against the beautiful white mare to calm his frightened emotions.
James smiled slightly on the fast and bumpy horse, and then gradually laughed out loud, and even shouted with a bit of madness. While galloping the horse, bursts of nervous laughter echoed in the valley.
Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and muttered: "I forgot to bring a rabbit to O'Hara..."
(end of this chapter)
