"Wind Release: Wind Pressure!"
In Zhou Cheng's hands, this low-level ninjutsu was no longer low-level.
A fierce gale swept past, carrying away even the rubble on the ground.
Boro's flames shrank considerably, even changing direction and landing in a patch of ruins.
Boro's expression changed. This was Wind Pressure?
How much chakra did you pour into it to make it this powerful?
Does your chakra cost you nothing?
Hmph. Since ranged attacks won't work, I'll detonate at close range.
I'm immortal anyway!
Bochuang charged toward the Armory, his enormous frame looking like a heavy truck.
As he ran, the vents on his body continuously sprayed gunpowder.
Zhou Cheng sneered. Are you pretending I'm not here?
You must be out of your mind to challenge me in speed!
His figure flashed, and he was already standing outside the Armory's main entrance, sneering at the charging Boro.
He threw a punch, sending a savage blast of air hurtling toward Boro.
Boro's expression changed. He could sense the danger in that blast.
If it hit him, he would be in terrible shape.
He twisted aside, trying to dodge the blast, but Zhou Cheng's punch was too fast.
Before Boro had finished turning, the blast struck his body.
Bang!
Like a bursting balloon, the right half of Boro's body exploded!
A cloud of bloody mist erupted!
Zhou Cheng watched the remaining half of Boro collapse, but did not let his guard down.
He did not know whether that punch had struck the core inside Boro's body. If it hadn't, Boro was still immortal!
Sure enough, new flesh began growing on Boro's body at a speed visible to the naked eye. He stood up again and stretched.
"Heehee, I told you. You can't kill me!"
Boro grinned viciously and lunged at Zhou Cheng!
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