Chapter 90: The Circle At this moment, Xu Wenting and Han Zichu seemed to have transformed into the gods of death, exuding a terrifying blood-sorrowful female mosquito that tried to approach them was attacked fiercely by them without exception. Xu Wenting's fist was like a heavy artillery shell. Every time she swung it, it was accompanied by a whistling wind and a roar. The heads of those bloody female mosquitoes that were unfortunate enough to be targeted by her had been instantly smashed to pieces by her heavy punches. As for Han Zichu, her legs were like sharp blades. Every side kick was precise and deadly, cutting the bodies of those bloody female mosquitoes in half cleanly. Green blood and broken internal organs splattered everywhere, and the scene was extremely shocking. As they fought hard, more and more bloody female mosquitoes were defeated and became the souls under their skirts, forming a pile of shocking corpses. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, but this did not make Xu Wenting and Han Zichu slack off in the slightest. Continue to launch a fierce attack on the bloody female mosquito. At the same time, Qin Fu himself was also facing a fierce challenge, suffering from the fierce attacks of thousands of swarms of extremely ferocious female blood mosquitoes. These female mosquitoes are known for their amazing speed and keen perception, and with so many of them, ordinary pioneers often find it difficult to cope with them.
Faced with these blood-curdling female mosquitoes that were flying around at extremely fast speeds and trying to devour him, he was helpless without Han Zichu's special abilities. Qin Fu still showed an incredibly calm and unshakable attitude. At this time, thanks to Han Zichu's supernatural powers, Qin Fu's physical attributes increased by an astonishing 11 times within ten minutes. His muscles were tense, as if containing infinite power, and every inch of his skin revealed a strong vitality. In his eyes, those female blood mosquitoes that were originally as fast as lightning and elusive now seemed to have become as clumsy and slow as sloths. Every movement they made, every swing of their tail to attack, seemed to be slowed down four to six times. This enabled Qin Fu to easily predict and respond to their attacks, and everything was under his control. Qin Fu's attack speed and strength also improved dramatically, increasing by 11 times. Every time he swung a punch, there was a whistling sound, as if it could tear the air apart and produce a deafening explosion. Such power made the blood-sorrowful female mosquitoes who originally thought they could kill Qin Fu feel unprecedented fear and despair. Every bloody female mosquito that approached him was beaten to pieces by his heavy punches. The bodies of these female mosquitoes exploded to varying degrees, with the head, thorax, abdomen and lower body parts shattered. Accompanied by bursts of shrill screams of pain, it turned into a blur of flesh and blood. Although these blood-sorrowful female mosquitoes seemed quite slow in Qin Fu's eyes, he himself could move among them at high speed with ease. However, even so, when thousands of blood-sorrowful female mosquitoes attacked Qin Fu at the same time. The dense and overwhelming attack scene is by no means easy to deal with. These blood-sorrowful female mosquitoes knew that they could not compare with Qin Fu in terms of speed, but they did not despair. On the contrary, these cunning and clever female blood mosquitoes quickly came up with a response strategy and began to adjust their attack methods. Thousands of blood-stricken female mosquitoes quickly gathered and surrounded Qin Fu, forming an airtight and indestructible circle.
In this way, even if Qin Fu had a higher speed, he could not play his advantage in this narrow and fixed space. He could no longer move at the same high speed as before, and thus fell into a passive position. In the fixed and narrow circle, thousands of blood-sorrowful female mosquitoes launched a fierce attack on Qin Fu like a well-trained army. They are like a group of ants fighting in coordination, each individual is closely connected, together forming an impenetrable formation. Taking advantage of this narrow and fixed circle. These bloody female mosquitoes used the sharp needle-like structure of their tails to accurately stab Qin Fu with every attack. The time interval was so short that it was almost imperceptible. In less than seconds, one tail after another pierced any part of Qin Fu's body like lightning. Although Qin Fu used his extraordinary speed to smash those bloody female mosquitoes one after another. Every punch he threw was accompanied by a whistling sound, demonstrating his unparalleled fighting power. However, the number of these bloody female mosquitoes was too great, and they came like a tide, one wave after another. Although Qin Fu relied on his extraordinary agility and reaction speed to constantly dodge the attacks of the bloody female mosquitoes. But even so, his blind spots were still inevitably exposed. In such an intense and tense battle, every tiny flaw could become a fatal weakness. At this time, Qin Fu paid special attention to protecting the back of his head, which was a fatal blind spot, during the battle. However, those cunning female blood mosquitoes seemed to see through Qin Fu's intention. They constantly adjusted their attack strategies, taking advantage of Qin Fu's tiny flaws when protecting the back of his head and throwing punches. It stabbed Qin Fu's blind spot on the back like a huge sharp needle. Every time their tails pierced his back accurately and fiercely, Qin Fu felt a sharp pain, as if hundreds of sharp knives were cutting his body at the same time. With every stab, his blood instantly gushed out, gushing out like a spring, quickly staining his clothes red. At this time, the blood-sorrowful female mosquitoes seemed to see the dawn of victory. They thought that as long as they continued to attack like this, they would be able to slowly wear Qin Fu down to death. Their faces were distorted with excitement, revealing a kind of crazy joy. Their attacks became faster and faster, and every swing of their tails was filled with decisive power. Under this crazy attack, the bloody female mosquitoes seemed to have lost their minds. They shouted excitedly in unison: "Fuck, fuck, fuck." The sound continued to echo in the air. At this moment, Qin Fu's face was like a cold sculpture, without the slightest fluctuation in expression. His eyes were sharp and cold, scanning each bloody female mosquito one by one, as if he could see through their every subtle movement. Immediately afterwards, Qin Fu began to move, and every powerful punch he swung with his left hand accurately hit a bloody female mosquito. At the same time, Qin Fu's right hand skillfully touched the tail of another bloody female mosquito, instantly activating his damage transfer. In the blink of an eye, two bloody female mosquitoes suffered fatal blows at the same time in completely different positions. Their bodies ruptured instantly and they died suddenly.
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