Star Forge Titan

"If it's the Hayden I know, he won't give up resistance just because his teacher was once a slave of the Witch King, nor will he feel despair because his boxing skills come from the Witch King."

"How many times have we seized weapons from the Witch King's army and distributed them to the people? How is that fundamentally different from this?"

"Humph, my junior brother, you are still as naive and stupid as ever."

As he spoke, Hunter suddenly revealed an extremely twisted smile.

"if……"

"If you knew that all this was just the Witch King's game, would you still be so confident in saying this, Brad?"

Lan Douya Wolf Fist——Wolf Pack Hunting!

Hunter Hader roared and released the strongest secret of Lan Douga Langquan.

A conical air blade as curved as a sharp tooth flew out from Hunter's fist, followed by the second and third ones!

Dozens of conical air blades drew unpredictable arc trajectories, rushing towards Brad from different directions, covering his entire body in an extremely dense and high-intensity attack range.

"The Witch King's game? What's so strange about that? Those beasts never care about other people's lives!"

"Is it just because of this!?!"

Crackling, he allowed the air blades to strike him, the rage in Brad's eyes burning ever more intensely. Wild winds and magical energy gathered around him, until they formed a pale blue, translucent suit of armor, a faint image of an eagle's wings spread etched on its surface.

This layer of translucent armor easily blocked Hunter's punches.

"Abed, Iska, Rahman, and...Sasha!"

Every time Brad called out a name, the light blue translucent armor on his body became more solid, and the strong wind surrounding him became more violent.

But at the same time, the expression on his face changed from anger to calmness, a solemn and dignified calmness.

Just like when he realized the true meaning of boxing before, Brad found a balance between extreme love and sorrow, while also pushing his own magic power to the extreme, guiding out the power hidden deep in his soul.

"Hayden, you're a hopeless idiot."

With a resounding eagle cry that shook the sky and the clouds, Brad leaped high into the air, rolled upside down, and delivered a destructive kick that pierced through the wind and clouds.

Around him, the flowing wind outlined a vague image of an eagle with spread wings, and his right foot, which kicked out a destructive kick, was the sharp claws that the eagle extended when it swooped down on its prey!

"You're the stupid one, Brad!"

Hunter roared like a wounded lone wolf, and his already gray hair turned another streak of white.

Immediately afterwards, a bloody wound appeared between his eyebrows, and he cried out in pain as his flesh was torn. A wolf-shaped shadow-like phantom roared and leaped into the air, slamming into the eagle phantom that was wrapped around Brad's body.

Lan Dou Ya Lang Liu - Lone Wolf Dead Blood!

boom! ! !

The powerful impact of the two fist techniques' collision obscured the entire pit arena in a cloud of dust. The ground began to tremble, and countless weapons that had been inserted into the edge of the arena as decoration flew into the air, only to sink back into the ground as they fell heavily.

Immediately afterwards, two strong winds arose from the spot and blew away all the smoke and dust that obscured the view.

Brad and Hunter stood on both sides of the ring. The shadows of the eagle with spread wings and the lone wolf suddenly swooped down and landed on the two of them, making the originally translucent armor shadows more solid.

The wolf head of the lone wolf phantom formed a helmet and a neck guard, which quickly closed on Hunter Hader's body. The pair of ferocious yellow-green animal eyes overlapped with the human eyes full of murderous intent. The shoulders were shaped like sharp claws clasped forward, and a thick fur cloak shaped like a wolf's tail was raised high behind him.

Brad was wearing a set of light eagle armor with the outstretched wings of a bird of prey turned into shoulder pads, an abstract eagle head shape on his chest, and folded eagle claws on his legs, as if he could tear the earth apart at any time.

Yes, both of them simultaneously used the highest level of boxing power to fight with their steel armor.

Even so, they fought hard and it was impossible to tell who was better for a while.

Chapter 122: Hunting Wolves Without Wind

Palladia, magic power is not the only criterion to measure the strength of a creature.

But under normal circumstances, a living individual with powerful magical powers will undoubtedly have qualities in all aspects far exceeding those of his own kind.

This is especially true if they have undergone a sublimation ritual and become extraordinary beings with special talents and abilities.

At this moment, Brad and Hunter's performance clearly demonstrated this characteristic.

At the third stage, the two had already begun to sense the existence of soul power. Every move they made had a profound impact on their surroundings. Lan Dou Wanliu's control over the air caused their every move to rip the clouds above into wisps of smoke.

A cyan eagle, a dark purple wolf, and two phantom monsters made of steel armor were fighting fiercely in the pit.

To them, the arena, which seems spacious to humans, is actually quite cramped. It's like two burly men trapped in a death-defying boxing cage, forced to pour all their murderous intent into every tiny movement, simply to eliminate the enemy as quickly as possible!

The two boxers, whose bodies were wrapped in the virtual form of steel armor, also burst out with all their strength at this moment.

Brad's eyes flickered with a flickering light, which was one of the external manifestations of the boxer's internal "Qi" running to the extreme.

A pale blue aura wrapped around the outside of his arms, outlining a pair of eagle wings with each feather as thin and sharp as a blade. Strong winds swirled and gathered at the ends of the wings, transforming into two invisible vortexes rotating at high speed, actively sucking the enemy towards the edge of the blade that would bring them death.

At the same time, there were gusts of strong wind supporting his feet, allowing him to fly up and down freely like a bird of prey soaring in the sky.

Every few rounds, you can see Brad leaping high into the air, then with a scream that tears through the air, he dives down and kicks Hunter who is lying on the ground.

At that time, the strong wind raised under his feet will turn into a gale as strong as a drill, and with the special specifications of three in front and one in the back, it will outline a sharp shape like the claws of a bird of prey. When it falls to the ground, it will form three parallel ravines that tear the earth apart, not to mention how tragic the consequences will be if it falls on a flesh and blood body.

It is normal for the leader of the Fist Fighters who have been roaming the desert for many years to behave like this. Conversely, the minions of the Witch King who have been wreaking havoc in the desert for many years and constantly fighting with the former should not be underestimated.

The dark purple wolf-shaped shadow roared continuously, its color becoming increasingly darker, almost turning from dark purple to completely black. Strong winds swept around the wolf's paws floating in the air, easily leaving deep scars on the ground.

However, the most deadly part is the wolf-shaped phantom's snout and those extremely sharp storm fangs!

"Brad!" Hunter roared and jumped up from the bottom. The wolf-shaped shadow surrounding his body suddenly expanded. The strong force of the gale gathered at the ends of his hands, forming two ferocious wolf heads with bloody mouths wide open.

Lan Dou Ya Wolf Fist - Double Wolf!

The wolf-headed fists, capable of shattering steel, also possessed immense speed. The next second, they struck Brad's chest fiercely, unable to dodge. The translucent armor of the steel suit's phantom form trembled violently, but Hunter then saw a pair of eyes filled with murderous intent.

In just a moment, he realized that Brad had deliberately let him be hit by this attack!

"Hunter!" Brad also roared, ignoring the pain caused by the broken ribs in his chest, and swung his arms equipped with eagle-wing-shaped armor, suddenly hitting Hunter's shoulders.

Under the severe pain, Hunter's hands went limp and he could not exert any strength.

But a boxer who is proficient in the power of boxing configuration is not a stupid apprentice who can only use his hands to perform moves.

Lan Douya Wolf Fist - Lone Wolf!

The wolf head formed by the turbulent air appeared again. This time, the magic power and air flow converged at Hunter's right leg! The lone wolf's roar resounded through the sky, but just as he was about to hit Brad's head,

A feeling of suffocation suddenly came over Hunter, making his eyes go dark, and the wolf head gathered on his right foot disappeared without warning.

what happened? !

Surprise arose in his heart, and Hunter subconsciously took a deep breath but found that his lungs were still empty.

He suddenly raised his eyes and looked around, and was horrified to find that Brad had expanded his steel armor virtual form to the limit without him knowing when, thus creating a huge whirlwind that swept across the entire venue!

The blue eagle flapped its wings with all its might and flew in a circle quickly. The high-speed airflow formed by this continuously sucked away the internal air in the form of a whirlwind, and in a short period of time, it artificially created an entire abnormal area that was almost a vacuum.

The two people who were familiar with the Lan Dou faction's boxing knew that the medium of the Wind-Splitting Configuration was air. Without air, they could not use the magic power in their bodies to directly interfere with the surrounding environment.

This is the forbidden move that can only be used by boxers who have mastered the highest level of Shenlan Fighting Fist - Windless Belt!

At the same time, because there was no air, the two people were unable to breathe normally.

Now, neither side was able to use the power of the gale, so the battle had to return to the most primitive fists and kicks.

But it didn't matter! Brad, who had deliberately created this situation, had been prepared for it. To be more precise, he had taken this risky move precisely to end the battle as quickly as possible.

Although a normal person can still make some movements when he cannot breathe, his physical strength will be depleted very quickly.

But the Fist Fighter is an existence that transcends human limits with his own will!

Five minutes, three hundred seconds, cold-blooded and breathless beating!

Ah da da da da da da da da da da da! (x3 pages)

Brad's anger, Brad's hatred, Brad's sadness, Brad's love!

Everything, everything, everything is poured into this continuous barrage of punches!

Hunter Hader's eyes were instantly enveloped by a continuous stream of fist shadows, and he felt pain from being hit all over his body. Even the translucent armor with a virtual structure of the steel suit could not completely block this extremely violent continuous bombardment!

Crackling, crackling, the crisp sound like breaking glass merged into one, and the armor made of virtual steel structure was like a glassware dropped to the ground, covered with even and fine cracks.

At the same time, Hunter Hader's hair turned completely white at a speed visible to the naked eye, and wrinkles gradually crept up to the corners of his eyes, then to his cheeks and forehead, and finally completely spread across his scarred face.

"Wait... wait..." The wailing and begging sounds were all pressed back into the depths of the throat by the continuous punches. The vacuumed environment made language lose its medium of transmission.

Hunter wanted to tell the reason for his betrayal and the promise of the First Witch King, the miraculous promise that could even resurrect the dead.

The bewitching words echoed in my ears again, and the fictional future scene also appeared before my eyes: the desert covered with green, the deceased who smiled at me again, and the parents and children I hadn't seen for more than ten years.

This time, this time they don't have to fight each other anymore, they don't have to continue the chain of hatred, everything can be saved.

Damn it, you know nothing! As long as Your Majesty is promoted to a Perfect One, everything lost can be recovered!

Stop it! Stop it! Brad!!!

Hunter's eyes were bruised and his whole body was like a broken rag doll, twitching and being beaten continuously until it floated in the air.

The right arm was broken, the left arm was broken, the right leg was broken, the left leg was broken, then the ribs, collarbone and even the spine!

In contrast, the aura emanating from Brad's body gradually died down in the fierce battle. Even though the magic power flowing in his body was almost exhausted, his arms, which were bent backwards and pulled up, bulged out into a solid and powerful outline like a mountain.

I have no magic, no air, but I still have muscles!

Goodbye, Hunter...

Goodbye, Hayden...

Goodbye, my youth that I spent with my senior brother!

"Aa ...

In the airless vacuum, Blade let out an inexpressible roar.

This is——————————————the last punch!!!

Chapter 123: The Holy Fist Appears

This punch is a punch that runs through Brad's past life!

The fist swung forward pulled violently, as if causing the light behind it to begin to distort.

High-level magic armor, broken.

The Dou Qi steel armor at the virtual level of the steel armor was broken.

The strong muscles were defeated, the solid bones were broken, and Hunter Hader's soul seemed to be pierced from the front by this punch!

All the remaining magic power of the two third-level transcendents exploded at this moment. The strong shock wave generated by the instantaneous explosion filled the entire pit arena. A beam of light formed by highly concentrated magic power rose from the bottom, piercing through and tearing apart the clouds in the sky.

The shattered clouds turned into wisps of smoke that spread around, revealing the extremely blue sky in the center.

Perhaps, this is the origin of the Fist of Breaking the Sky, and perhaps this is why the 'Fist of the Blue Sky' has the alias 'Fist of Breaking the Sky'.

If the Witch King is the dark cloud covering the entire desert sky, then the giant as tall as the sky will use his fist to break the sky!

Ivan sighed and took a step forward. If someone had the same perfect field perception as him, they would be able to use their extraordinary and powerful dynamic vision to capture a wild figure that suddenly leaped towards the ring like a beast.

"My blood is boiling!" Jerome shouted loudly like a lion's roar.

In his cat-like, tawny eyes, a fighting spirit blazed like a fire burning out of control. His idea was so simple that Ivan could see through it at a glance. If the previous contestant had taken the initiative to grab the stage, why couldn't I give it a try?

Now is a good opportunity to kill a powerful enemy!?!

Unlike the proud fighter, Jerome is not a man of integrity. He can even openly consider conspiracy and deception as part of his strength. After all, meanness is the passport of the mean.

Fist of the Beast King——Lion Quartet!

The ferocious boxing style that imitates more than a hundred kinds of wild beasts and combines wrestling and joint techniques is the unique boxing style that Jerome demonstrated in the previous fight.

Being a hybrid of a lion and an orc, he was able to rely on the power of configuration when using this set of boxing techniques to perfectly reproduce all the advantages and momentum of wild beasts when launching an attack, making his movements look nothing like a humanoid creature, but closer to those ferocious beasts.

At this moment, what he imitated was a lion!

And it's not just any ordinary lion, but a special cat species that possesses terrifying strength and spell-like abilities, and can only be seen in the northern glaciers, the Northern Ice Fang Lion!

The ends of the ten fingers of the hybrid orc's claws were five centimeters long, like the curved sharp claws of a short dagger. Anyone who was hooked by these claws would be torn off a large piece of bloody flesh.

The left hand plus the right hand makes a duet.

The rest of the duet, however, came from the gaping maw of the half-orc.

The force of configuration allowed Jerome's fangs, which were already much larger than those of ordinary people, to quickly condense two pairs of sharp saber teeth.