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Chapter 638 I said, do you have any opinions?

crackle crackle.

The crowd couldn't even catch Yan Shang's attack trajectory due to the stormy attack.

"So fast."

"I can't see clearly anymore!"

If Wu Huai hadn't withdrawn the puppet fast enough, the half of the puppet might have been beaten to pieces.

Wu Huai laughed back in anger, and finally stretched out his left hand, which was behind him, and overlapped with his right hand.

The fluctuating and distorted energy avatar stabilized instantly.

At the same time, a delayed afterimage reappeared around Wu Huai's body.

[Zhennan Tiger Fist] Reappearance!

However, the phantom just flickered.

Yan Shang, who was almost insane, still rushed towards him.

"Looking for death!" Wu Huai finally roared angrily, and the triple attack of the main body, the afterimage, and the clone came crashing down.

The figures alternated rapidly.

Mandatory Change!

Force · change direction!

Yan Yan's attack presented a shocking visual effect, which completely broke everyone's perception of martial arts moves.

Yan Shang, who was shrouded in blood mist, could forcibly change the moves he used, and was not affected by the body stiffness and muscle inertia of changing moves at all.

The order of attacking moves cannot be judged, but they can dodge with almost synchronized movements even though they are attacking violently.

This directly brought surprising variables to the battle.

Blood mist intertwined with white waves.

The crowd became more and more shocked.

Because this time Yan Shang actually withstood Wu Huai's attack, and would rather take ten attacks in exchange for a scar on Wu Huai's body.

With the sound of tearing silk, Wu Huai's fighting T-shirt was torn with a wound.

Blood splattered in the air.

Before everyone could exclaim in surprise, they saw those splashed blood beads disintegrate into mist in an instant, and were forcibly pulled into the blood mist around Yan Shang.

"Sister Luo, why is the value of your instrument fluctuating violently!" Gao Yue, who was standing beside her, suddenly caught an unimaginable scene out of the corner of her eye, and couldn't help but lose her voice.

On the light curtain, the value representing cell activity is changing crazily.

26% → 31%!

31% → 37%!

37% → 25%!

……

"His cell activity has reached the critical point!"

"He was obviously more seriously injured."

"But why is he faster?"

Someone around finally asked in surprise.

Luo Wan looked at the field with burning eyes, as if she had found an excellent test subject. She ignored the surrounding inquiries and murmured: "The speed of my own energy consumption is doubled, and what I get in return is attack power, movement speed, and moves. Frequency...all doubled!"

"Is he forcibly absorbing the opponent's cell activity?"

"A high-level energy application?"

"This is clearly a battle perpetual motion machine!"

Extreme madness, an attack regardless of the consequences!

Sensitive to abnormal body instincts.

Luo Wan stood up directly, "What a perfect ability!"

In this short period of controversy, the mutation reappeared.

Wu Huai, who had five more bloodstains on his body, exchanged himself with a trick puppet at the cost of bearing an attack, and finally opened the distance.

But he hasn't stood still.

But Yan Shang, who was blocked by the trick puppet, opened his five fingers sharply and aimed at him, and grabbed it suddenly.

【Grip of blood energy】!

He actually felt the blood all over his body rushing out along the wound uncontrollably. In order to prevent such bad consequences from happening, his figure involuntarily shortened the distance again in order to relieve the extreme discomfort before the blood gushed out.

In fact, what frightened him the most was not the spurting of blood, but rather the fact that his own strength was fading, while the opponent's strength inversely increased with every time his fading.

As time went by, he almost couldn't even sustain the shadow attack of [Zhennan Tiger Fist].

Wu Huai was forced to pull the trick puppet in front of him to block Yan Shang's pull.

However, at this moment, the traction around him suddenly disappeared.

Yan Shang's fist that clenched the blood-colored air flow was pulled out and disappeared with afterimages.

The martial art that belongs to teenagers [Overlord Striking the Ding] is used with the instinct of the body when he loses his sanity.

boom!

The strength of the fist is concentrated at one point, piercing through the barrier.

The chest and abdomen of the trick puppet belonging to the super power category instantly rippled.

The blood mist poured into the puppet along the front of the fist.

Xingyuan's power surged and finally broke through the wall.

A column of blood visible to the naked eye bloomed behind the puppet.

The puppet was forced to fly 20 meters, and its positions were reversed due to the involvement of the main body.

The puppet retreated, and Wu Huai flew forward.

In his frightened and angry eyes, a red eye appeared violently.

In the next second, a fist hit his abdominal cavity heavily.

Click.

The sound of several ribs breaking was heard clearly.

Wu Huai's eyeballs popped out, his body was bent and he was about to fly upside down.

However, Yan Shang stepped forward sideways, with his left hand naturally hanging by his side, his right arm wrapped around Wu Huai's neck with a more rapid speed, and pulled towards his arms.

Press forward.

Head hammer!

boom!

The blood mist surged.

Wu Huai's eyes dimmed, his brain was like a tsunami, buzzing loudly, and finally flew out backwards.

But, it's not over yet.

"President!"

"careful!"

"Danger!"

Amidst the exclamation, Yan Shang, like a wild beast, tore through the air waves with a tomahawk-style dunk. His legs stepped out at an astonishing angle, and he jumped high. Press!

At this time,

"Do not--"

The brains of the members of the fighting club buzzed.

It’s over.

It's going to kill someone!

Even Luo Wan, who was the calmest before, didn't expect that after just a dozen seconds, things had taken a sudden turn for the worse.

So fast that there is no room left.

She couldn't stop Yan Yan who was in such a crazy state even if she shot.

Floating life in various states, all living beings.

[Time stands still. 】

Lu Ze got up.

This order came so suddenly, it was so natural.

Blood mist, air waves, puppet outlines, afterimages of the Zhennan Tiger Fist...

The movements of Gao Yue, Wang Xinxing, Che Yunhu, Shao Yixiu...

The complex expressions of Luo Wan and Gao Yue...

Distorted air, diffuse sound waves...

Yan Shang, who jumped in the air and leaned down, and Wu Huai reflected in his blood pupils.

Everything stops at this moment.

The time of 0.8 seconds is but a moment in the eyes of the world.

But for a human war king who has reached the peak of 10 stars, he can already do a lot of things.

Congealed air ripples appeared on the ground under Lu Ze's feet.

He appeared between the two parties in the freeze frame with his hands behind his back, and put his two fingers together to separate Yan Shang's palm and Wu Huai's neck.

A phantom of a golden pointer appeared in Lu Ze's pupils.

[Time resumes. 】

All people and objects are still continuing along the original inertia.

However, there was an unimaginably extra figure in the original picture in everyone's brains.

Then, the solidified air wave that Lu Ze stepped out of before bloomed, finally waking up everyone.

So under the arrangement of a part-time director, people saw such a brand new picture.

hum-

The air wave bloomed, Lu Ze disappeared in place, and appeared in the field at a speed of almost teleportation.

boom--

Wu Huai, who was nearly unconscious, fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

boom--

Lu Ze's body is like Mount Tai, unmoving.

In front of two fingers, the blood mist surged into a plane, violently surging, but unable to break through.

Lu Zewen stared at those irrational eyes, and said softly, "Now it's time for me to fulfill the promise."

A warm smile emerges.

Even Luo Wan was stunned by the shocking scene, and with Lu Ze's backhand pressure, the audience was as peaceful as a mountain town.

Yan Shang, who was so violent and unstoppable before, was lightly pressed to the ground by Lu Ze with two fingers.

In the invisible star source vision, the mighty star source power like a vast ocean is poured into Yan Shang's body in a moist way.

Yan Shang, whose activity had been reduced to 19%, was brushed by Lu Zejing's pure and peaceful star power, like spring rain moistening the field, and all the tyranny was wiped away together.

The blood in the boy's left pupil faded rapidly like the ebb tide of sea water.

The right pupil was confused and weak, but there was a trace of clarity after all.

"Thanks."

Yan Yan murmured these words and passed out completely.

How earth-shattering the previous confrontation was, how peaceful and harmonious the atmosphere is now.

Lu Ze stood in the arena with a gentle expression, looking at the stunned crowd outside the arena.

"Researcher Luo, I will trouble you next."

The young man was gentle and polite, but the audience who saw this scene couldn't even smile.

The muscles of their faces have become almost rigid.

"Oh, right."

Lu Ze suddenly spoke, and the hearts of the fighting club members trembled violently.

"What about the competition just now, Yan Shang won, do you have any opinions?"

"If you have any comments, you can come to the Mixed Martial Arts Academy to find me."

"My surname is Lu, and my single name is Ze."

……

Members of the Fighting Club in the Platinum Arena will never forget that golden autumn in September, that unimaginable day, the boy who will be called "Hurricane Nuclear Weapon" in the future, standing in the soft sunshine, said every word .

(End of this chapter)