The Richest Man in the DC World

As a transpersonal person who has lived for two lifetimes with a fully mature mind, Luke felt that he did not need to be serious with an eighteen-year-old girl, but the reality taught him a good lesson.

After not seeing her for a few months, Barbara seems to be a different person. The seemingly soft body contains unimaginable explosive power, and the power of that kick is almost comparable to that of a professional boxer.

Luke let out a sigh, brushed the dust off his clothes, and stood up from the ground.

Now that things have developed, if he doesn't make a statement, he won't want to take off the title of "soft man" in this life.

"Barbara, be careful."

Luke's eyes were half-closed, his legs suddenly exerted force, and he rushed up at high speed.

So fast!

Barbara was startled, and instinctively raised her hands, but she didn't think that the other party did not attack, but reached out to grab her wrist, a pain like a needle pierced from the wrist, and both arms were numb and painful, and they lost it. perception.

Luke was not polite to her, and fell backwards.

boom!

Barbara, who was wearing a training suit, fell to the ground on her back, her aching face turning white.

Luke stretched out his index finger and shook it in front of her,

"Miss Gordon, don't judge people by their appearance, I am not a silver gun wax arrow."

The middle-aged man who closed his eyes and meditated opened his eyes and said solemnly,

"Break up!"

Luke smiled, "Have you seen it before?"

"One of the Huaguo's grasping techniques, a very practical technique." Let's talk, his eyes turned towards Barbara, "The principle of breaking the tendons is to use the strength of the fingertips to beat the meridians of the wrist, to achieve the effect of paralyzing the hands in a short time, remember Come on, the wrist is the key."

Barbara thoughtfully, reluctantly got up from the ground, raised her fist,

"Come again!"

Luke frowned slightly, he found a very headache, the girl didn't joke, she was serious.

"Barbara, be careful."

Since the other party is determined to compare, Luke will naturally accompany him. Pretending will only be offensive.

Barbara let out a loud shout and attacked again, tilting her fist to the outside, not giving Luke a chance to grab his wrist,

Her speed was very fast, and her legs stomped on the ground making a thumping sound.

Luke squinted his eyes, and when the opponent reached him, he suddenly hit a straight punch,

boom!

The fist collided with the arm, Barbara's body froze, and it seemed that she could not bear the force of the fist, but her body twisted in the process of leaning back, and she raised her leg to Luke's head.

Luke raised his arm, the girl suddenly changed her move, her left leg contracted inward, her right leg kicked forward, and her legs crossed back and forth, creating the effect of a whirlwind leg.

The white leg shadows change back and forth, and it is impossible to tell which is real and which is fake.

Luke snorted coldly, his toes pushed forward, out of the attack range, and when the girl landed, he suddenly rushed forward, clasped her leg with one hand, grabbed the back collar with the other, and threw her into the air, flying three meters. Then, he fell on the ring.

This time it fell so hard that the girl in pain gasped.

Luke hooked his hands, "Come on, go on."

Barbara gritted her teeth and stood up again. This time, she did not take the initiative to attack, but looked at Luke cautiously. The contact just now made her find a very uncomfortable thing.

Luke Shaw is not some silver gun wax arrow!

His physical quality is very strong, and his strength and reaction are above his own, more than a little.

In other words, if you want to win him, you can only work hard on experience and skills.

call!

Barbara let out a long breath, bent her body forward at a 90-degree angle, and charged forward like a bull. This move is the most commonly used technique in mixed martial arts for shoulder rushing and throwing.

There was a trace of pity in Luke's eyes, and he didn't move, letting the other side hug his waist.

Barbara was ecstatic in her heart and was about to push Luke to the ground. After trying several times, she was horrified to find that she couldn't hold it. Damn, she used all her milk strength, but she still couldn't hold it. She is not holding a person, but a towering tree rooted deep in the ground.

"Okay, Barbara, stop, don't compete any more."

The middle-aged stood up and walked to the edge of the ring, "The foundation of fighting is your body, your friend's physical quality is far superior to yours, even if you master the world's most advanced grappling skills, it will be difficult to get a bargain on him. "

The girl was very dissatisfied, and pushed it again. After failing, she cursed angrily,

"Luke Xiao, are you cheating?"

Luke didn't bother to pay attention to her, turned around and said to the middle-aged,

"Your name is..."

"Richard Long!"

really!

Luke was stunned and looked at him again, "I heard that the world martial arts master Mr. Ou has three disciples: the first apprentice Ben Turner, nicknamed Bronze Tiger; the second apprentice Richard Direknovsky, because he is good at Dragon Claw, obtained the title of dragon; third disciple Sandra Wu-shan, the most terrible woman in the world."

"I don't know what your relationship is with the rumored Richard Direknovsky."

The middle-aged face moved slightly, and soon returned to calm,

"It's an old thing, I didn't expect anyone to remember it."

Luke sighed sincerely,

"It's no wonder that Barbara has changed so much in just a few months. It turned out that she found a good teacher."

"Mr. Long..."

Luke took a few steps back and put his hands together, "Can you teach me some tricks."

Barbara's eyes widened, the whole person was shocked,

"You have to compete with Mr. Long!"

"Stop kidding, you're not his opponent at all."

Luke laughed, "Of course I'm not Mr. Long's opponent. I still have this self-knowledge. The reason why I invited him to compete is to see the charm of the peak human fighters."

"This kind of opportunity is a rare opportunity. Since it is encountered, how can it be missed."

"Mr. Long, please!"

Richard looked at Luke steadily. He practiced Zen philosophy with a keen sense of breath, and could vaguely feel the terrible breath emanating from the boy.

It was a kind of fear, and the fear from the depths of the soul sprouted and grew in the heart, spreading like a plague.

Weird guy!

Richard muttered to himself, took off his coat, and stepped into the ring. As a top fighter, he was not afraid of anyone's challenge.

"Go on, young man, I won't hold back."

Luke took a deep breath, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and walked to the center of the arena step by step. At this time, he was not facing a strange superpower, nor a difficult alien, but a human ranked enough to squeeze into the top five the pinnacle of power.

His body is undoubtedly powerful, and the muscles that are not too exaggerated contain explosive power. Judging from the bulging forehead, he seems to have mastered the use of internal breath.

He mastered the most exquisite fighting skills in the world, possessed the most direct killing methods, and every attack was enough to cause death.

If he wears the ghost armor, Luke asks himself that he can beat him a hundred times. The problem is: now he is bare-handed.

"Mr. Long, please advise."

Luke clenched his fists with both hands, took a half-step with his left foot, his left hand forward, and his right on his flank.

Richard glanced at it and said indifferently,

"Bengquan, your master is a Chinese!"

"I have many teachers."

Luke shouted, crossed his legs back and forth, and walked quickly.