Anything You Want

Obviously, this time it was not agreed in advance, but a temporary intention.

Finks covered his right arm, stared at Feitan with anger in his eyes, and spoke again with a roar.

"He! My prey!"

"You have to do it, you have to wait for him to get rid of me before it's your turn!!"

"Get away from me now!!"

The members of the brigade surrounding Finks could not help but retreat from his side after hearing this, and no longer guard him in the middle.

The members of the brigade were not hurt by the words, but respected the decision made by Finks.

Feitan put the sword in his hand into the umbrella sheath, turned and walked towards the brigade members.

Feitan kindly reminded him when he passed by Finks.

"That guy is weird, look for flaws before attacking, don't be stupid and hit hard."

"I know, I don't need your reminder."

In less than a second, Finks realized that something was wrong and turned his head and yelled at Feitan.

"Bastard! Who are you calling stupid!"

Feitan didn't turn his head, nor did he answer.

Finks stopped pestering Feitan, and turned his eyes to Noel, who was yawning, and stopped covering his right with his left hand.

Stepping towards Noel, Finks turned his left arm.

Turn the left arm clockwise to condense the qi on the arm. The more the arm rotates, the more qi will be condensed.

The flow of air could not escape Nuoer's eyes.

Just by looking at the amount of condensed gas, you can calculate how strong it is and what kind of power it can exert.

He raised his right hand towards Finks and moved his index finger provocatively.

"You turn slowly, I won't interrupt you, let alone move half a step."

"Okay! Don't regret it!"

Finks was really agitated, and said fiercely through gritted teeth.

Of course, he didn't fully believe what Noel said, and secretly guarded him.

Circle after circle, turning your left arm twice with each step.

Coming to Noel, Finks turned 30 times, and his entire left arm was filled with terrifying energy.

The left arm was bruised with blue veins and a trace of blood spattered.

It can be seen that this has reached the limit of tolerance, and it can no longer continue to condense gas.

If it continues forcibly, it is estimated that the arm will be scrapped without attacking.

The response was still flat, and Noel was even a little disappointed.

"Is this the limit?"

"You can take this punch and talk about it!!"

When Finks was talking, his left arm condensed with terror waved, and his fist hit Noel's face.

Nuoer frowned slightly, speaking a little unhappily.

"I'm standing still for you to fight, but you have to greet me in the face, which is a bit too much."

"No one ever told you that hitting someone is not a face?"

The right hand was lifted like lightning, and the palm of the hand caught the fist that hit the face.

The fist was caught, but the powerful energy created by the fist raised up the surrounding trees by their roots.

The fist could not move forward any further, and was caught by Noel.

Finks was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses in an instant.

The eyes became extremely fierce, and the qi mobilized frantically poured into the left arm, desperate to strengthen the power.

"Ah~!!!!"

Roaring, the extra blood vessels in the left arm burst, and even so, he did not stop, and continued to strengthen the output of qi.

However, it still failed to shake Noel in the slightest.

Noel felt a little boring and didn't plan to continue playing.

Slightly tightening the palm of the hand, a sound of bone shattering came out, followed by a violent tug.

A whole left arm of Finks was easily torn off like a piece of paper.

And it didn't end there.

Noel lifted his right leg instantly and gave Finks a knee blow directly to the abdomen, causing him to bounce back.

Flying backwards, Finks spurted blood from his mouth, with internal organs mixed in it.