Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 210 This power does not belong to you!

"Who are you? Why did you help that thief Cao to harm me?"

The prince still spoke in the same operatic tone, but the content had basically nothing to do with the play "Changbanpo".

After all, Adou could jump up and exchange a few moves with Zhao Zilong.

This is too wild even in unofficial history.

"My strength can pull up mountains, my courage can conquer the world. The time is not right, my horse will not move. What can I do if my horse will not move? Yu Xi, Yu Xi, what can I do..."

Just when Wu Wang was about to say some weird little dirty talk.

A line from "Farewell My Concubine" popped out of his mouth unconsciously.

This stunned everyone present.

It made him feel even more horrified.

Among the players, Xiaoxiao has the strangest expression.

Because she had heard this song with Wu Wang last night.

It was actually sung by another troupe owner in the dilapidated theater.

Why does the widow sing this part at this time?

Does he know something?
However, when the prince heard these lyrics, his expression showed pain.

There was a flash of anger in his eyes, and he raised the giant sword in his hand and started swinging it.

"Po Yue!"

The blade, as fast as lightning and roaring like fire, chopped down at Wu Wang from top to bottom.

He was about to use [Shadow Fighting Technique] to dodge.

He thrust the Black Tassel Overlord Spear in his hand upwards.

Spread your legs slightly as if doing a horse stance to stabilize your lower body.

Obviously he was prepared to take this blow head-on!
The players couldn't help but look at the ravine that was dozens of meters away on the ground.

This was the destructive power that the prince's Breaking Mountain had previously unleashed.

This level ten guy in front of me, is he planning to take on this thing?
Are you fucking crazy?
Wouldn't it be chopped into pieces, black and blue?

when--

The two weapons collided, and there was a sharp explosion.

Unexpectedly, Wu Wangna did not look very tall and strong, and even looked a little petite compared to the prince.

At this moment, he just bent his knees slightly, and the Overlord Spear in his hand was pressed down to his shoulder.

The corners of his clothes are slightly dirty, but he can handle it with ease!
"This kid is pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger?" Zijin couldn't help but wonder.

You have to know that even high-level players like them would not take the prince's attack head-on.

Even Qiao Biluo, who was in a state of physical strengthening, was forced to flee in disgrace with a broken arm just by being touched.

However, there was not even any props or effects taking effect on Wu Wang's body.

Is he so fierce?
"Fuck! Am I so strong?" Wu Wang was also puzzled by this question.

He feels wonderful now.

The black and white lines all over the body are like exoskeleton armor, providing continuous strength.

All his movements were guided by these lines.

The clown's face seemed to come alive, twisting into a hideous shape and roaring loudly through the sky:

"Wow! Ah! Ah!"

His imposing manner immediately shocked the prince so much that he took two steps back.

Seeing this, Wu Wang waved the Overlord Spear in his hand.

Rushing towards the opponent's throat with a stabbing force.

The prince immediately held his sword like a shield.

The moment the Overlord Spear collided with the giant sword.

The force actually caused the prince's tall and burly body to move backward several meters.

There were also two obvious marks on the soil caused by friction between the soles of shoes, as if it had been dug deep by a plowing tool.

Seeing this, the prince laughed instead of getting angry.

"Great, great! Take my sword!"

After saying this, the giant sword was clearly as heavy as a rock, but it danced with incredible dexterity in his hands.

All of a sudden, seven or eight phantoms appeared in the air and slashed down along with the blade.

Everyone was thinking quickly about how they should respond if they were faced with this move.

While looking at the protagonist Wu Wang on the front battlefield, he wanted to know how he dodges.

Unexpectedly, Wu Wang only held the end of the Overlord Spear with one hand.

He swung the gun violently from left to right in a sweeping motion.

He shouted: "Broken waterfall!"

Then a strong wind carrying enormous power spread along the tip of the gun to all the places it passed by.

The several sword shadows in the air were swept away, leaving only the giant sword and the Overlord Spear to clash again.

This time, the prince did not utter any operatic words, but devoted all his energy to the fight.

The giant sword in his hand swung faster and faster.

Wu Wang's Overlord Spear also danced in his hand like a dragon.

In an instant, the players even found it difficult to catch the weapons in their hands.

Only the harsh sounds of metal clashing echoed on the battlefield.

The battle between the two figures in the flying sand and rocks tore the venue into even more ruins.

Even the Cao army that was watching and supervising the battle from a distance began to collapse, and scenes of people and horses falling to the ground appeared one after another.

Numb...completely numb...

All the players squatted further away and started talking silently.

"I no longer doubt whether he is level ten." The servant sighed and said, "I doubt whether he is a human."

Li Wang's gaze remained fixed on the battlefield where the players had completely lost their ability to intervene. He sighed and said, "It's unheard of that a boss of the Prince's level could actually be confronted head-on!"

"Who exactly is this [widow]? Why have I never heard of her name?" Zijin also frowned in confusion.

As far as she knew, there was currently someone in the Spiritual Disaster game who had been proven to be able to clear the dungeon with absolute combat power.

There should be only one.

That is Qinglong, the director of the Abnormal Affairs Bureau.

Could it be that a second Azure Dragon is about to appear in China?
Or was he a secret weapon hidden by some organization to compete with the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs?

I can think of an organization with such courage and ability.

There should only be the Tarot Club and the Tower of Order.

Which side does this widow belong to?

As for the situation where the other party was a pure free player, she had never even thought about it.

This level of combat power cannot be achieved without a large amount of resources.

Little did they know that by this time Wu was already in a state of dire straits.

If I don't take back control of my body, who knows what the remnant soul will take me to?
But if you say you want to take back control of your body now, you will probably be chopped into eight pieces by the prince in the next second.

He had previously escaped with a gun stuck in his head.

What other explanation could Wu Wang use, such as the effect of a skill, to pretend that he was not actually hit at all.

But in front of all the players, the body was cut into eight pieces and then restored.

That's a bit too weird.

What if someone has contact with the group of guys who are hunting down the [Undead]?

Then I finally got it.

Now he really can only grit his teeth and fight on.

"Charge your spirits and show your prowess! Perform great feats with your spear and sword! Save the young master today! Who doesn't know the famous Zhao Zilong?"

At this moment, another singing voice seemed to come from the horizon.

The echo on the battlefield startled everyone.

The two who were fighting fiercely also stopped their weapons.

The prince squinted his eyes and shook the swaddling clothes in his arms. Another puppet that appeared out of nowhere was placed in his arms as Adou.

The warhorse that was originally split into two by the servant boy also got up again.

He just jumped onto the horse's back.

Pulling the reins, the horse galloped towards the distant Dangyang Bridge amidst the neighing and roaring of the horses.

I think the process has reached its end and Zhao Zilong successfully escaped.

It just so happens that Cao's army is in chaos and disarray.

If he didn't get away, it would be inconsistent with the direction of the scene.

Wu Wang raised his head breathlessly and looked into the distance, which was the direction where the audience seats were.

Generally speaking, the voice of opera singing is completely different from the voice of normal speaking.

But last night, I heard the troupe owner singing opera tunes in the dilapidated theater.

So, he could tell it immediately.

The lyrics just now were sung by the troupe leader.

Did he intend to speed up the process of this scene to avoid further entanglement between himself and the prince?
Click——

Suddenly, Wu Wang heard a creepy voice coming from his face.

It was like the wail of glass before it shattered.

What followed was a sharp pain in every inch of bones and skin as if they were being burned.

A sigh echoed faintly in his ears——

"This power... does not belong to you..."

(End of this chapter)