Douluo: Capturing the Goddess from Holding the Silver Dragon King

Chapter 310 Dragon Ball Chapter Satan's Counterattack! [Please recommend a ticket! 】

Only with the ability to withstand beatings, Satan may be able to compare with Wukong at this stage.

I didn't expect this kid to be able to quickly find his only breakthrough point in that kind of completely suppressed situation! "

Seeing Satan's counterattack, Tianjin Fan secretly clenched his fists.

Looking at this guy's performance, it seems that there is also a blood in his body that belongs to the martial arts school, ready to move.

Fighting and killing is indeed not very interesting, but this kind of being forced into a desperate situation but still not giving up hope, persistence and belief made him even touched by his decision to become a salted fish.

Seeing Wukong and Satan returning to the center of the ring, all the audience around him let out a long sigh of relief.

The series of stormy attacks and counterattacks by the two just now made it difficult for each of them to breathe.

It was only now that they finally had time to give their loudest cheers to the duo.

"Wonderful!"

"Amazing, Goku!"

"Beautiful counterattack against Satan!"

……

Listening to the cheers of the crowd, Wukong and Satan readjusted their state.

"As expected of Tianjin Fan's proud disciple, although you don't seem to know how to use the vitality in your body, you are not so easy to defeat.

I didn't even expect the series of counterattacks just now! "

Goku looked excitedly at Satan.

The vitality in Satan's body is strong, not even much worse than what he is now.

Although Satan doesn't seem to know how to use vitality, he even looks a little unskilled in using Sun Fist.

However, the existence of this vitality in his body was enough to make him have amazing defenses, and he was able to forcefully take a punch from himself just now without retreating.

If it was another martial artist, Wukong believed that he would fly upside down and fly out of the ring when he was punched by him just now, and he would have no chance to fight back.

When he thought of this, he became even more curious about the huge vitality in Satan's body.

Even Satan, who has only studied with Tianjin Fan for a year, has such a huge vitality in his body, so how amazing is the total amount of vitality in Tianjin Fan's body now?
With such an idea in Wukong's mind, he became more and more excited, looking forward to challenging Tianjin Fan.

But all this will have to wait until he defeats Satan!

Thinking of this, Wukong quickly swept away the distracting thoughts, and temporarily put away his attacking stance.

"Why didn't you fight?"

Seeing Wukong's retracted posture, Satan was a little puzzled.

"Satan, you are stronger than I thought, but I can't wait to fight Tianjin Fan.

So sorry, I'm going to start warming up for an all-out fight! "

Said Wukong raised his hands and took off his shirt.

boom!
The seemingly thin jacket was thrown on the ground, but it made a heavy muffled sound.

Not only that, but the two boots on his feet also bear the weight they should not bear.

"It's actually a load!"

Everyone exclaimed when they saw this scene.

"Sure enough, Wukong started weight training just like in the plot."

Tianjin Fan smiled slightly when he saw the situation on the ring, and then touched the bracelet on his wrist that he had been wearing since he lived in seclusion.

"Does that mean I'm also carrying a burden?"

But soon he shook his head.

"Hehe, this thing is just a decoration, right?"

Tianjin Fan didn't think that the bracelet was as miraculous as Dr. Zejuan said.

Because he couldn't feel any difference before and after wearing the bracelet.

At this moment, in Penguin Village, Arale ran to Dr. Zejuan who was sitting in front of a supercomputer.

"Doctor, what are you doing?

Dumplings and Tianjin rice go to some kind of martial arts meeting, Arale is so boring! "

Alale leaned on Dr. Zejuan's shoulder in depression, looking at the data on the super computer.

It's just that there are a lot of messy numbers on the screen of the supercomputer, and she can't understand it at all.

"Oh, Arale, you came just in time!

I'm looking at the data given to Tianjin Fan's constant ratio weights.

Can you guess how many times the gravity of Tianjin Fan is exerted by the counterweight? "

Dr. Zejuan pushed his big black-framed eyes, looked at Ala Lei and smiled mysteriously.

"Let Arale think about it...

三年前的时候好像是2倍，现在的2+2=4，应该是4吧？”

Alale broke off her fingers and counted four of them seriously.

"No...

No wonder you can't guess, in fact, even I was a little surprised.

It's only been three years!
The ultimate gravity that Tianjin rice can withstand has reached 100 times the gravity of the earth, so now the gravity multiple on the counterweight has reached 80!

But it stands to reason that his physical limit should not be able to increase so quickly.

It seems that there must be some secrets in Tianjin Fan that can make his physical limit rise so quickly..."

Dr. Zejuan touched his hairy chin because he didn't have time to shave, lost in thought.

Seeing Dr. Zejuan's appearance, Alalei felt very bored immediately, and then ran out to pick up branches while he was not paying attention.

After Wukong took off his burden in the martial arts venue, the battle started again.

Satan looked at Wukong, who was bouncing around to adapt to the lifting of the weight, and tried to keep calm on his face, but his heart was already turbulent.

He didn't expect that it was not Wukong's full strength to deal with it just now!
I saw that after Wukong had done the basic jumping and warming up, he immediately began to run quickly around the ring.

While running, every move he made caused a whirlwind with excessive speed, which made Satan lose his mind.

With the speed Wukong showed at this time, his eyes could no longer clearly capture Wukong's movements.

In this way, he will fall into absolute passivity in the subsequent battles.

Thinking of this, he was ready to fight again with another injury.

Only by catching Wukong's attack on him can he have a chance to catch Wukong's movement and launch a counterattack!

"Almost adapted, let's continue to fight!"

Wukong was like a whirlwind, swaying his legs on the spot and stopping, with a hearty smile on his face.

The injury caused to him by Satan's counterattack just now seems to have recovered a lot.

"Come!"

Satan stood still, and made a grappling gesture in the direction of Wukong.

He knew that with his own speed, he couldn't compare to Wukong who took off the weight.

So he simply wasn't going to dodge.

He had already planned that the moment Wukong attacked him, he would immediately hug him tightly, and then try to practice extra headbutt this year!

The audience around watched the two people fall into a confrontation again, and immediately cheered loudly at this moment.

boom!
And at the next moment, Wukong flew out after taking off the weight, and kicked Satan directly in the chest.

"Good opportunity!"

Satan felt as if his chest had been hit hard by a hammer, and a mouthful of blood was almost spurted out of his throat.

It's just that he didn't want to miss this rare opportunity, so he forcibly suppressed the urge to vomit blood, and suddenly hugged Wukong in front of him with both hands.

Including his head, he also greeted Wukong's head at the first moment.

(End of this chapter)