追书网 > 都市言情 > 枭龙战神 > 第969章 尊重!

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                                跟正常人比起来,徐南这攻击已经很有气势,可面对迟男,一米八身高的徐南就跟个小孩似的。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                颇有种鸡蛋碰石头的感觉。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “柳先生!”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                游迅瞪大眼睛。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                迟男怒了。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                看着冲来的徐南,怒喝道:“给脸不要脸,小白脸你还敢主动进攻我!就算是受军法处置,我也要给你点颜色看看!”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                怒喝之中,迟男铁塔般的站在那,抬手握拳,朝徐南伸出的拳头撞击过去。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                此时,徐南已经来了!
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                砰!
                                
                                        
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                刹那之间,闷响传出,却如同战鼓响彻。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                旁边的游迅,不远处站岗的士兵,纷纷瞪大眼睛。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南和迟男,一大一小两个完全不同比例的拳头对碰着。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                谁也没退半步!
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “第八招!”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南收拳,拳头上凝聚劲气,再度挥出。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “给我滚!”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                迟男狂吼,也是一拳轰来。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                砰!
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                比之前更大的一声闷响,甚至让人感觉整个世界都在晃动。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                二人依旧没有退后一步!
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                游迅等人都傻眼。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南居然能跟迟男正面碰撞到这种程度?
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                那小胳膊小腿的,怎么可能?
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                迟男再度呲牙。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                眼底深处,有惊讶展露。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                他的手,很疼!
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                这是很久都没感受过的疼痛了!
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南也觉得拳头有些疼,但还在承受的范围当中。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                而且修罗血脉流转,拳头上的疼痛快速消失。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “第九招!”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南收拳之后,还是那么简单直接的出拳。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “吼!”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                迟男狂吼,一头短发根根倒竖而起,他的肌肤呈现淡淡的青色,那拳头也是如此,而且越发大了一圈。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                轰!
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                这一次就直接是爆炸声了。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                可怕的气浪肉眼可见,四面八方扩散。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                游迅都被迫往后退了十几步,这才勉强稳定身形,抬头看去时,目中满是惊骇。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                这哪里是两个人类武者在战斗?
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                分明是两头凶兽在碰撞啊!
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                迟男高大魁梧的身躯,颤抖了起来。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                他的脚差点就忍不住往后退,被他强行控制住。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                虽然依旧是站在那,看起来跟徐南不分上下,可他的手臂肌肉和骨骼,都已经出现裂纹。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                疼痛,那么清晰。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                迟男的右手不停颤抖着,根本停不下来。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                他第一次对自己产生怀疑。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                薛将军曾说过,论正面碰撞,就连薛将军都很头疼。为什么眼前这个看起来皮娇柔嫩的小白脸,那弱小的身躯里,能爆发出他都不如的可怕力量?
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                这太不真实了。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “最后一招。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南的手也在颤,但热流涌过之后,肌肉和骨骼的伤势被修复,徐南收拳,拳头上隐隐有红芒浮现。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                一拳!
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                刚猛,直接,粗暴!
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “滚!”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                迟男不想退,也不能退。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                这是他的骄傲。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                哪怕是这条手臂废掉,他也要捍卫!
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                轰隆!
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                二人脚下的地面,出现三厘米左右的裂纹,裂纹扩散,遍布方圆一米的范围。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                气浪滚滚而开,将地上的尘埃、碎石等,全都绞灭一空。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                游迅忙不迭的往后退,一直退了三十丈。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                然后他涣散的瞳孔里,就看到一具铁塔般的身躯,抛飞出去,重重的撞击在墙体上。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                轰隆一声,墙体崩塌,烟尘席卷。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                迟男躺在碎石尘埃里,一身狼狈,鲜血从嘴角滑落。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                游迅目光呆滞的挪动。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                二人对碰的那里,遍地裂纹之上,与迟男比起来,徐南那显得瘦小的身躯,傲然而立,似一座永不崩塌的山。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “迟男……输了……”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                游迅脑子里只剩下这四个字。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                十招!
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                不,是四招!四拳!
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                这位六阶医师,如小白脸一样的柳先生,仅仅用了四拳。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                正面硬悍肉身强度最惊人的叱咤军前锋校尉迟男!
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                将其击败!
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                迟男的伤势很严重,特别是右臂,整条手臂都渗出鲜血。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                是从手臂毛孔里渗透出来的。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                肌肉撕裂,筋脉断开,骨骼崩碎。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                他躺在那一动不动,双目无神,像是尸体。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                在自己最骄傲的领域,被人四拳打败。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                这种打击,让他想死。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南喘了两口气,气息平复下来。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                他的手伤势也重,奈何有修罗血脉,悄无声息快速恢复伤势,表面上根本就看不出什么异常。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                事实上,他是可以放水的。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                这四拳,只要跟迟男打个平手,就能得到迟男的尊重和认可。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                看起来是最好的选择。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                实际上却不然。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                那是对迟男的侮辱。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                迟男是军人,徐南也是军人。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                军人之间的战斗,没有放水的说法。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                堂堂正正将其击败,这才是对迟男的尊重!
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                相反,若是以后让迟男知晓徐南放水,那才会让迟男深受打击,甚至坏了心境。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                武者的心境太重要,一不小心就会走火入魔。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                天下间不惧走火入魔的武者,有几个?
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                一片死寂中,徐南迈步走向迟男,站在他面前,然后朝他伸出了手。

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