"Too... too...Tai Chi?!"
Bullseye was very shocked.
It's not like he hasn't met so-called masters of Eastern martial arts, but many of them died after a playing card flew out and their throats were cut.
There are also some who are really powerful, with strong physical fitness and martial arts abilities.
Of course, I have also learned about the moves of Tai Chi from the Eastern Martial Arts. This kind of kung fu that is sometimes slow and sometimes as fast as thunder is really unique. Some of them are so powerful that you have to hold a gun to kill them.
However, I have never seen anyone who has the internal power in Eastern martial arts that can emit a huge wave of air from the inside of the body, knocking away all the pokers, flying needles, flying arrows, flying knives, etc., and shoot them directly into the wall.
Can Tai Chi practice to this level?
So what was it that he shot to death with a gun before?
How come there is such a big gap?
He had dodged a bullet just now.
How is it possible that this is possible with a human body?
This can actually be done. He-El just uses the cavities and pores inside the body to compress the air flow to create the effect of wrinkled air explosion. It looks very sci-fi, but in fact, as long as you can control the body like He-El, you can do it.
Of course, since there is no human being in this world who can control the body like He-El, in fact, only He-El can do it.
Kingpin's eyes stared in shock, this was no longer like boxing or kicking, it was simply science fiction.
Dodging bullets in front of his eyes was outrageous enough.
It also sends out an impact like an internal force.
Kingpin was not close, but he still felt the impact force of the air wave, which was about a hundred kilograms strong. He couldn't help but feel frightened and stepped back again.
But it was the underworld emperor after all, and that deeply shocked expression could not scare him away. He took a deep breath, his muscles tightened to the point of tearing, he gritted his teeth and glared, ferocious and violent, and roared loudly, "Come again!"
As soon as he was reminded, he stepped forward and raised his fists, like an assault vehicle, launching a rumble attack.
He-El laughed and shook his head slightly. Just now, he used one hand to fight against Kingpin. He already knew how Kingpin fought. It was a reckless fight. It was very simple and straight forward, crushing others with powerful force. However, it was not easy for him in front of He-El. He could not even break through He-El's protective wall with one hand.
Bullseye Even if he has more skills, it's nothing more than that.
Therefore, Kingpin and Bullseye, two strong men who can be said to be the physical limits of human beings in this world, are not much stronger than ordinary people in the eyes of He-El.
'Bang---'
He-El smiled slightly and took a step towards Kingpin. Kingpin pointed out that his eyes flashed, and He-El's face appeared. Before he could even mention the horror in his heart, He-El punched him in the chest.
Kingpin's eyes blurred, his vision blurred, the muscles in his chest seemed to be shaken apart, and his bones creaked like they were weighed down by millions of kilograms, overwhelmed, and the majestic power seemed to be transmitted to his whole body.
'Bang---'
His whole body was blown up and hit the wall like a cannonball, making a loud bang. A huge body as big as two people stuck to the wall in large letters, like a painting hanging on the wall. It took a long time before he slowly slid down.
He-El turned his head and looked calmly at Bullseye, who was about to step forward and attack him.
What kind of power and skill is this!
Bullseye was so horrified that he quickly stopped, stretched out his hand, palm facing He-El, and quickly said with a serious expression, "No, there is no need to continue, the gap between us and you is too obvious."
Bullseye I have never seen such a scary person. I dare you to really play with us just now.
If you want to solve the battle, you can solve it in an instant.
This guy... is too fierce.
"Thank you Mr. He-El for showing mercy."
Kingpin, who slipped down from the wall, choked several times and exhaled heavily before rubbing his chest with his hands and standing up holding on to the wall in fear.
There was still lingering fear in his eyes.
At that moment, he didn't see how He-El came in front of him. The power of that punch seemed to have shaken all his muscles into mud and meat, leaving him unable to feel any strength.
He personally embodied the moment of becoming meat paste, just like how he used to beat people into meat paste. He needed dozens or hundreds of punches, but He-El only needed one punch.
A feeling of being lucky to be alive welled up from Kingpin's heart.
What shocked Kingpin even more was that even though he was thrown against the wall, his injuries were not serious. He just choked and had muscle soreness.
Logically speaking, one should die completely and become mud.
Kingpin absolutely believed that He-El could beat himself to death with one punch, but hanging himself on the wall and sliding him down was even more difficult. But it was even harder to beat himself to death directly. He didn't know what kind of devilish technique this was.
He knows...He-El is very strong, very strong, super strong, the strongest person he has ever seen.
Invisibly, Kingpin's eyes held a hint of awe, and he was even more humble and awed than when he first arrived.
Not only am I in awe of the money, power, and status behind He-El, but I am also in awe of the fundamental power he possesses.
Mr. He-El, you must never be your own enemy.
He-El smiled and had a casual chat with them on a slightly equal footing. He did not treat them with a high profile, but without a high profile, Kingpin and Bullseye's attitudes were more cautious and humble.
Facing this man who has everything, money, power, status, and strength, they no longer have anything to be proud of.
"Mr. He-El, if there is anything difficult to do, I can do it at any time." Kingpin's voice was very soft. Although his face looked fierce, his smile was very kind to He-El.
It's not a matter of flattery. When Kingpin realized that He-El really had no ill intentions toward him, he still wanted to cooperate with He-El if possible.
"If there is, I won't be polite." He-El suddenly seemed to remember something and said, "Vibranium, although I am of no use for the time being, but you gave back the things that belong to me. You also helped me deal with the people who robbed Vibranium, and you also warmed up with me for a while. I should give you a small gift."
"Originally, my subordinates made their own decisions. It was my fault for poor management. How dare I ask for your gift, Mr. He-El?"
Kingpin's scalp was numb, and he quickly shook his head with a wry smile. He was not blamed for having to escape from the local area. He was really lucky to escape United States.
He no longer dared to act on his previous ideas.
Sometimes, some greed can lead to death.
Kingpin saw it so clearly.
"It's not your fault. Sometimes, people's hearts are hard to predict. But I won't let the person who helped me suffer."
He-El laughed. Sure enough, after the fight, everyone sounded much nicer.
Just when Kingpin accepted He-El's kindness with some trepidation, a rapid sound of high heels stepping on the ground came from the door.
Natasha opened the door directly and shouted towards He-El with a horrified face:
"BOSS, get out of here, Asgard will send weapons to hunt you down!"
He-El turned his head in an instant, shrank his eyes, and looked sternly at the window. Destroyer, carrying huge flames and impact, struck directly in the direction of He-El.