An invincible journey that begins with a different race

Until Stank took his fingers out, and then knocked on the walls on both sides of the round hole.

In an instant, half of the wall collapsed, as if only a thin layer of wall skin was left.

This stunt made everyone's eyes widen. What kind of power, strength, and flexibility can it achieve this level! ?

They stared at White Wolf's fingers in bewilderment. Only then could they understand why White Wolf could walk around the world with two fingers, and easily defeat with two fingers... Oh no, he suppressed two second-stage female cursers.

This is too... outrageous.

Seeing that everyone was convinced, Bai Lang snorted softly again and said: "I have been walking around the world for many years. In order to exercise my fingers, I did not hesitate to make myself unable to lift the sword and eliminate all distracting thoughts. After decades, day by day It took me a lot of training to get to where I am now. Do you think this mere curse can do anything to me?"

... Just to exercise these fingers, don't you hesitate to lift them? The price is too high.And having said that, is there any necessary connection between the two?

Everyone wanted to complain, but since Bai Lang was indeed a very famous person, they still suppressed their desire to complain.

Aesop once again discovered key information from what everyone wanted to complain about.

He asked: "Did you just say that you can temporarily suppress the cursed ones with your hands?"

"Of course." Bai Lang nodded and said, "That's how I got all the way here. I also heard that there is a very powerful and cursed dream demon here, so I want to observe it first. She waited for an opportunity to take action. I didn't expect you guys to come and almost disrupted my plan."

Aesop didn't care about the White Wolf's plan. His focus was still on using his fingers to suppress the cursed person.

Being able to suppress the cursed with just your fingers and awakening their lost sanity to a certain extent, wouldn't that be a perfect battle?

And it won't hurt yourself.

Aesop told the others this idea, and their expressions suddenly became quite subtle.

How should I put it... As expected of you, your imagination is too big.

But White Wolf was very disdainful of Aesop's idea: "Little brother, let's not talk about whether I am willing to hand over my unique skill to you. Even if I am willing, do you think you can learn it? Look at my fingers."

As he spoke, Bai Lang stretched out his two fingers, and then slightly hooked his fingertips back.

"Let's talk about strength first. Can any of you try to challenge me?" Bai Lang said.

Several people exchanged glances with each other, and then Bruce stood up: "I'll do it."

The strongest one here is Bruce, so Bruce stood in front of the white wolf, stretched out his fingers, and started to break with the white wolf.

Then, he watched Bruz use all his strength to suck, but still couldn't move Bai Lang's fingers even half an inch. Those seemingly ordinary fingers turned out to be as solid as a rock.

"Ah... I'm sorry, I really can't break it off." Brutz gave up. Just when he wanted to praise the strength of the white wolf, he suddenly found some brown liquid on his fingers. He reached out to his fingers curiously. Nose, sniffed, "What is this?"

"Oh, it's nothing." Bai Lang said calmly, "I also met two male cursers on the way here, and I suppressed them by the way."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bruce fell to the ground, twitching all over.

"I think strength can be trained," Aesop said. "It can also be enhanced with magic. This is the least important thing."

Bai Lang looked at Aesop, and then nodded: "You are right to say that. The so-called strength is just hard work. It can be achieved by hard work. But my stunts can be achieved by more than just hard work. Yes, it’s very demanding on your fingers, do you think you can do it?”

"I think I can do it." Aesop stretched out his fingers and showed them in front of White Wolf, "I think my fingers are quite flexible."

White Wolf was a little disdainful at first and didn't take Aesop to heart, until he saw that Aesop's two fingers were as flexible as elves and could make various movements, and his eyes widened.

"You, how can you be so good?!" Bai Lang was shocked, "Who taught you this?!"

Aesop thought for a moment and replied: "Magical conch."

Ersanqi doesn’t really think that I only know how to shovel shit, right?

"...Magical conch? What the hell is this."

Bai Lang felt very surprised. He had traveled around the world for so many years and thought he had seen enough. But then he discovered that there were things he didn't know, and it was something that could exercise his fingers.

"It's just a conch." Aesop answered while looking at his fingers, "Maybe it's because he practices more times every day."

Bai Lang asked: "How many times do you practice a day?"

"Eight times."

"Only eight times?" Bai Lang also looked at Aesop's fingers and murmured, "It doesn't make sense. You only practice eight times a day. How can this kind of training be possible? You know when I was practicing at that time, I could I exercise hundreds of times a day.”

"Hundreds of times?" Aesop thought for a moment, then nodded, "Okay, then I will deduct a hundred times a day from now on..."

Before he finished speaking, Kelim strangled Aesop's neck, and then held him tightly: "I beg you to be a human being, Aesop! I really beg you to be a human being! If you continue to be so inappropriate If people go down, Miss Huang will really come out from the ground and destroy the world!"

Stank on the side couldn't help but cover his forehead with his hands. He was too lazy to complain about Aesop's inhumane behavior.

The white wolf on the side seemed to think that the so-called magical conch was some kind of finger-training treasure. He only needed to practice it seven or eight times a day to be worth his more than a hundred practices.This made him very greedy, so he asked Aesop: "Can you lend me your magical conch? In exchange, I can give you my unique skill and let you become the hand of Kato Wolf. What do you think?" How about it?"

White Wolf thought Aesop would not refuse.After all, after his Kato Wolf, he was famous for his stunts. If he used his stunts in exchange for Aesop's treasure, no matter how he thought about it, it would be Aesop's profit.

But what Bai Lang didn't expect was that Aesop shook his head decisively and refused: "No."

"No?" Bai Lang was slightly stunned, "Why is this?"

Aesop thought for a moment and said, "Only I can buckle Miss Huang's magical conch."

White Wolf: "...?"

Didn’t you say the magical conch?Who is Miss Huang?Did you give that treasure to him?

From this point of view, it seems that he is a very important person to him.

"I can hear love from your words." Bai Lang crossed his arms and suddenly began to recall the past, "I still remember that I was such an innocent boy back then. The reason why I trained my Kato so hard The Hand of the Wolf is just to bring happiness to the woman I like.”

Why the hell did he start remembering and killing?After all, who cares about why you practice this thing?

Stank wanted to complain, but he really couldn't bear to interrupt the middle-aged man who was immersed in beautiful memories.

"She said at that time that she would wait for me." Bai Lang whispered, "So I practiced hard for five years and finally mastered this unique skill. At that time, I went to find her excitedly..."

Speaking of this, Bai Lang suddenly stopped, which made everyone see something was wrong.

Kelim asked in a low voice: "What next, Mr. White Wolf?"

"At that time, he was already with other men, and there were more than one. When I passed by, she walked away from the other men right in front of me."

Everyone: "..."

"This made me feel very angry, so..." Bai Lang's body trembled slightly, and then he slowly stretched out his finger and said, "I took action. That was the first time I took action. My Kato Wolf Hands, coming out of the mountain for the first time!”

Everyone felt the unspeakable hatred in Bai Lang's eyes, and they could understand this kind of hatred, so Stank asked in a low voice: "You give that woman..."

"No, I didn't do anything to her." Bai Lang said in a cold tone, "My goal is to get rid of the gang of wild men she fought with. I want her to see that the men she relies on are under my control. How unbearable it is to face the hands of Kato Wolf!"

Everyone: "..."

What the hell kind of weird plot is this?

You walked away from the woman I valued, so I walked away from you?

Looking at the fierce white wolf, everyone seemed to feel their butts getting cold.

"You...fucked those men down with your fingers?" Stank's lips twitched slightly as he said, "That would indeed bring a big shadow to her...and them."

"More than that, they will never forget me in this life." Bai Lang stretched out his finger again, and the front end of the finger was slightly hooked forward, like a mottled sword, showing its glorious past to everyone, " I brought untold trauma to them!"

Bruz, who had just gotten up, subconsciously asked: "What kind of trauma?"

"I took the shit out of them."

Everyone: "...!!!"

What the hell kind of plot is this? !

Is there something wrong with your passionate revenge novel?Why is it yellow? !And it’s damn yellow! ?

Bruce, who had just regained his composure, started to vomit while holding on to the wall, while the white wolf over there was still reminiscing about the past.

"What a sensational battle that was. With just two fingers, I made four men turn into yellow fountains at the same time! And the woman who betrayed me was staring at me when I returned in the center of the fountain... "

"I beg you to shut up!"

"Don't fucking ruin my fantasy about the avenger! I don't want to hear the story about the avenger!"

Stank and Brutz pinned the white wolf to the ground, one after the other, and spat at the lunatic who was still talking about his past.

"I beg you to fucking die, please die quickly!"

"If you say one more thing, I'll take your shit out of you... ugh!"

The white wolf who was pinned to the ground had long lost his previous masterful demeanor and was still shouting: "This is revenge. How can you young people understand me? The so-called revenge should be Use whatever means necessary, at any cost! Revenge has colors!"

"But it shouldn't be fucking yellow, you bastard!"

Stank and Brutz couldn't bear it any longer and gave the white wolf a slap in the face.

However, Kelim pulled him with his hand and said, "Um, Stank..."

"Don't stop me, Kelim!" Stan ignored him and continued to vent his anger wantonly, "I know you angels are soft-hearted, but this guy will definitely go to hell!"

"Yes!" Brutz agreed, "Why do you dare to pretend to be a master, you pervert?! Ah, you really deserve to go to hell, you pervert, I will send you to hell now!"

But Kelim did not stop. Instead, he said in a trembling voice: "I don't want to save him, but I feel... If you don't stop, we will be the ones who go to hell. Maybe you can raise your head. Take a look?"

Look up?

If Klim hadn't reminded them, neither Stank nor Brutz would have noticed that the light in front of them seemed to be much darker.

So they subconsciously raised their heads, and then... at that moment, their expressions fell into a dull state.

Because in front of them were countless cursed people.

One after another, women with scantily clad clothes and eyes full of lust were blocking this small alley.

It's over. I just went to beat people up and forgot what the situation was now!

Stank and Brutz's expressions suddenly became stiff. They had to put down the white wolf who was being beaten, and then slowly retreated to Horn and Kelim, who had equally stiff expressions.

"When did they come?" Stank asked.

"Just when you are shouting that the White Wolf will go to hell..." Klim's voice trembled, "What should we do now, Stank?"

"I, how do I know? It's all that idiot's fault!"

Stank was about to ask Aesop if there was anything he could do, but at this moment, the two women at the front suddenly rushed towards them.

The speed was so fast that they had no time to react.

But at this moment, the white wolf who was lying on the ground suddenly jumped down and stretched out his fingers at lightning speed.

No one even saw his movements clearly, and the two charging women fell to the ground, twitching all over.

"Ah."

Bai Lang rubbed his nose with his fingers and said with a sneer.

"You don't really think my fingers are just for shoveling shit, do you?"

[-] Have you seen me in my prime?

Okay, what a quick move!

So fast that even the naked eye could not see his movements clearly, the two cursed women fell to the ground, twitching all over.

Bai Lang flicked his fingers. The action was like an unparalleled swordsman in the world, after killing the enemy with his sword, shaking off the blood stains on the sword, and then slowly putting the sword into the sheath, except that his fingers The liquid on it is not blood.

"Haha, the current situation is really a bit tricky." Facing an enemy dozens of times his own, Bai Lang said it was "troublesome", but there was no trace of panic on his face. Instead, there was a faint smile, "Even for me, facing such a number of enemies, it would be difficult for me to escape unscathed. Tsk, I'm really being dragged down by them."

As he spoke, he turned his head slightly and looked at Stank and Brutz behind him.

"But don't worry about it." Bai Lang said with a faint smile, "At this time, just appreciate my heroic appearance in fighting. Senior, I have to show my true skills."

Stank and Brutz: "..."

"Although this guy is standing in front of us." Stank pointed at White Wolf's back and said, "But I still want to beat him up first. What do you think?"

Bruce replied in a muffled voice: "I agree. This kind of spirit of sacrificing the small self and saving the big self should not appear in him no matter how you look at it."

Ke Lim smiled coquettishly at the side: "Haha, although there are some problems with the way he does things, the starting point is always the same. Internal conflicts and so on, should we put them after solving external conflicts? After all, those women..."

He raised his trembling hand and pointed at the women who were slowly approaching.

"You look really hungry! If you are knocked down by them, you will really be squeezed out and not a drop will be left!"

As soon as Kelim finished speaking, the white wolf over there sounded an admiring voice: "That's a very good insight, that sissy little brother. At this time, if you can't distinguish between ourselves and the enemy, then it's really... It’s going to be bad.”

"...Who do you call a sissy little brother?" Kelim was about to get angry, but the white wolf over there had already leaned down.

"Get ready to keep up with my pace!" White Wolf growled, "I'm going to do it!"

Then it rushed out like a cannonball.

Next, everyone present saw an... unparalleled battle.