"Asma, let's fight!”
Lu Xiaobu said to Asma in a serious manner. Coupled with his tattered clothes, a sense of humor welled up.
Asma happened to take a puff of her cigarette and immediately choked.
Cough cough!
How did this guy's brain work? Asma almost choked to death. She finally managed to catch her breath and looked at Lu Xiaobu speechlessly.
However, this was exactly what Asma wanted. He also wanted to know how strong Lu Xiaobu was so that he could provide more information when he returned to the village.
The two of them stood facing each other. Asma said confidently to Lu Xiaobu,""Come on, let me see how strong you are!”
To Asma, Lu Xiaobu's strength was unknown. However, he did not dare to be careless after looking at the destruction he had seen previously. Thus, he was prepared to go all out.
Fire Escape, Burning Ashes!
As the complicated hand gestures were made at a speed that was difficult to discern with the naked eye, Asma suddenly opened her mouth and a gray smoke shot out rapidly, forming a cloud of ash that surrounded Lu Xiaobu.
This was the Ninjutsu that Asma was proud of. This was the Ninjutsu that he had created when he smoked. The spellcaster spits out a scorching cloud of ash from his mouth, giving the opponent third-degree burns! Because it spat out ashes instead of flames, it could maintain and burn in the air for a period of time and surround the enemy. It is a B-level, medium-distance (5-10 meters) ninjutsu.
This was Lu Xiaobu's first time witnessing the miraculous ninjutsu, and it made him even more excited!
This was a real battle, a real battle for hot-blooded men!
The long-lost hot blood filled his entire body with strength. A majestic aura erupted like a volcanic eruption along with the palpitations in his heart.
"Boom!"!!
Everything within a radius of several dozen meters was crushed into pieces. Under the sudden pressure, the ground cracked.
The gray smoke that was coming at him was shattered in an instant and disappeared.
Asma's eyes almost popped out, and the cigarette in her mouth fell out, sparks flying everywhere.
The huge pressure was like a speeding truck, sending him flying.
Puff...
A mouthful of blood spurted out. Asma's appearance was simply too tragic to look at.
Lu Xiaobu lowered his head and felt the power in his body. His eyes were burning with fire, but when he was ready to go all out, everything in front of him was like a bucket of cold water poured over him.
With the support of Lu Xiaobu's perverted dynamic vision, everything was clearly seen. It was like a slow-motion replay, and the smoke in front of him was reduced to ashes with a light touch.
Immediately after, Asma looked terrified as if she had seen a ghost. Lu Xiaobu could even see Asma's pupils rapidly contracting.
After that, Asma's cigarette fell out. She felt as if she had been hit by a large truck as she retreated rapidly. During this period, there was blood that " filled the sky." If this was accompanied by flying pigeons and tragic music, it would simply be the ultimate aesthetic of violence...
Pui! Pui!
Lu Xiaobu interrupted his scattered thoughts and looked at Asma, who had fallen to the ground in front of him. What was going on?
Where was the hot-blooded battle?
What happened to the fist hitting the flesh?
What happened to the intense confrontation?
This was completely different from what he had imagined!
At that moment, Lu Xiaobu seemed to understand something, but he also seemed to have lost something. The aura that was soaring up to the sky disappeared completely. Everything returned to a few seconds ago, except for the scene of the violent destruction around them and…a certain someone who vomited blood and fainted.
Lu Xiaobu looked at his hands, his body dispirited.
Only now did he understand how powerful his body was.
Just like Saitama-sensei, who was in a state where it was lonely at the top, he yearned for a hot-blooded battle. However, no one could block his punch. Although Lu Xiaobu was not sure who was stronger between him and Saitama-sensei, one thing was certain. The so-called Jounin could not withstand his punch at all! No, he didn't even have the time to throw a punch before he fell!
Suddenly, Lu Xiaobu felt a little bleak. It was not easy for him to transmigrate. He wanted to be hot-blooded again and be young again. However, the cruel reality told him that he was already an uncle. He should not think too much.
"I just want to catch the tail of youth. What's wrong with that?”Lu Xiaobu roared at the sky in grief and indignation, but he could not find any answer.
A loud roar of grief and indignation woke up the unconscious Asma.
The pain in his chest reminded him that what had happened just now was not an illusion. That astonishing aura had already turned into substantial damage. Just a slight touch was enough to heavily injure him. Cold sweat trickled down Asma's forehead.
This was too scary. Who was this Lu Xiaobu?
Such a powerful aura, even his father would not be able to withstand it!
It seemed that only those legendary existences could match him!
Turning her head stiffly, Asma looked at the man not far away. Such a powerful person was now in a 45-degree posture with his head facing the sky. Coupled with his dirty clothes, he looked so artistic under the moonlight.
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