Transformed into a cute girl, I am at ease in the last days

The thunder dragon roared, and its momentum was no weaker than that of Yan Zimo. He turned around and twisted, and the huge dragon tail was flung out and collided with Wujin's spear body.

In an instant, Yan Zimo's back turned into gold, while Thunder Dragon's side turned into extremely blazing purple electricity!

"Damn it, does this guy actually have a physical body? He is so strong!"

Yan Zimo felt that her arms were numb from the shock, and she jumped back with the help of the impact. When the impact hit, she only felt that her bones made a tooth-ache-inducing sound.

On the other hand, at Thunder Dragon, the dragon's tail was completely broken by the collision just now, and it is being quickly repaired by the energy of Mandala. To gain time.

Mantala's helper is temporarily unavailable, and Yan Zimo will certainly not miss this opportunity.

The Thunder and Lightning Realm that had turned into a spear came out again, and Yan Zimo, who had received a huge increase, strode forward, and the spear swept in front of him!

A half-moon arc-shaped blazing thunder appeared from the tip of the spear and rushed forward, tearing apart the purple lightning realm. Yan Zimo walked through the crack like a fish.

A light flashed in Mandala's eyes.

Since we can't wait for the Thunder Dragon to be repaired, we can only sacrifice its entire body!

Following Mandala's thoughts, the shape of the thunder dragon changed. The 20-meter-high giant dragon turned into a small purple dragon no more than ten inches long. Its head was as clear as glass, with a sharp horn, almost The speed of light rushed out, hitting the tip of Ugin's spear!

"clang!"

With a crisp sound, Yan Zimo was shaken all over and flew backwards. The hand holding the spear was almost loosened by the shock!

The next moment, her figure was overwhelmed by the mad rush of purple lightning, Thunder Dragon suddenly magnified a hundred times, opened its giant jaws, and swallowed her in one gulp, intending to obliterate her!

Chapter 97 Extreme Collision

"Ok?"

Seeing that Thunder Dragon had indeed hit Yan Zimo, Mandala was expecting to achieve some rather impressive results, and suddenly let out a cry of surprise.

Above the Thunder Dragon's head, a black gold spear poked out, creating a gap, and Yan Zimo jumped out from it.

The black gold spear didn't seem to be damaged, but Yan Zimo's breathing was obviously a lot faster, his clothes became much tattered, and there were dozens of cracks in the matte stockings.

This is exactly what Mandala expected, but...

there is none left?

Looking at it, Yan Zimo seemed to have only a few small wounds. Other than that, it was just a bit too much consumption and there were no other results.

Manchaluo frowned. She had just used her realm technique, and Yan Zimo was indeed hit. How could she achieve such a small result?

After Yan Zimo took a deep breath, he did what he could not do in the future in the semifinals.

She raised her right hand and raised it backwards, the Ujin spear was ready to go, the surrounding space let out an overwhelmed scream, there was a terrible click sound, and the powerful fluctuations were like a sea/ocean.

The clanking sound was deafening, and finally, the space burst into several cracks under the huge pressure, and there were blazing lights flying inside, which broke the space with absolute combat power!

There is no extra time for Mandala to think. The Wujin spear has been thrown by Yan Zimo. It seems that the speed is not fast, but in fact it is faster than lightning, and it is brighter than a comet across the night sky.

Mandala had a feeling of being locked in, and the purple thunder and lightning and the boundary skills that hadn't exploded just now quickly gathered back to defend.

"Chi, chi..."

Rays of lightning shot out from the spears, each one like a roaring dragon, spraying out thunder all over the sky, piercing the purple lightning realm with holes!

As for the Wujin spear, it forcibly scattered everything that was blocking it and drove straight in. The tip of the spear emitted a blazing light, like a murderous intent that traveled through the ages, and Mandala immediately changed his face.

In her eyes, she seemed to see her chest being pierced by a spear and nailed to the ground. No matter how hard she struggled, she could not break free. Her eyes were full of unwillingness.

However, her glory does not allow her to admit defeat. All she can do is fight!

Hyde has stood up and prepared to save people. Mandala is a member of the United States, and such a genius must be preserved, and she still needs to shoulder the burden of the United States in the future.

However, when he was about to make a move, he felt something, and stopped again, but he still stood still, ready to make a move at any time.

Within sight--

Mantala swallowed all the purple lightning realm in her mouth at the limit of what she could do at present, and then spat it out. The purple lightning-like light converged in a very small range, and when the spear was about to touch They met in front of her and collided together!

All this sounds very long, but in fact it is only a moment.

"clang--"

This blow caused ghosts to cry, and the metal trembling sound shook the 'sky' that separated the arena and the auditorium from shaking violently, and showed signs of shattering.

The staff didn't feel hypocritical at all, and directly increased the power to the maximum. Even though the consumption would be astronomical, as long as there was a problem with one audience member, none of them could afford it.

As if the network was delayed, a circle of air waves was set off at the center of the collision between Zidian Liuli and Wujin spears, and the ground was sunken for more than ten meters. The rolling sound waves were transmitted outside through the protective cover, and many people were shocked. My head felt dizzy and I covered my ears.

Fortunately, the sound waves were greatly weakened when they passed through the protective shield. Otherwise, the sound waves alone would have caused huge casualties to the audience.

With the gushing waves of air and sound, it seemed that another neutron bomb had exploded on the field. The audience was already experienced in dealing with such situations, and they all closed their eyes, waiting for the strong light to fade away.

"Pfft——" Mandala spit out a big mouthful of blood, hit the protective cover like a shell, and fell to the ground after the strong wind.

She was too close, and that crisp sound seemed to shatter her internal organs, blood flowed from two earlobes, her bones were excruciatingly painful, and her muscle tissue suffered varying degrees of damage.

Yan Zimo, who was far away, didn't feel very well. The blood in his body surged like the waves of the Yangtze River, and there were bursts of thunder, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. There was a blazing light inside his body, and he almost broke his body. He came out, staggering back more than a dozen steps before barely regaining his balance, his face a little pale.

She didn't look very good, but after all, she stood still and turned her gaze to the side of Mandala.

Mancha Luo seemed to feel that Yan Zimo was looking at her, and she screamed crazily in her heart, "Stand up -", but her weak arms could not move at all.

She reluctantly turned her head to look ahead, but her vision was a bit blurred, so she could only close one eye, which made it much clearer.

She saw the beautiful legs wrapped in dilapidated black silk, and then lifted up a little at night, and saw the inside of the girl's absolute domain, and then just stared there blankly, never moving.

"Why, are you moved?"

Mantala's eyes were as if they were real. Yan Zimo's face turned red, and he knelt down and asked jokingly, with a touch of concern in his tone.

"If you have the ability, don't leave after the competition. As long as you are still in the United States, I will catch you and train you with all kinds of equipment, no matter how despicable the means are!"

Unmatched in strength, Mandala gave up on herself a little bit, and said harsh words to support the scene, trying to take a look at Yan Zimo's panic-stricken look, as if to save her self-esteem.

"Yes, if you have the strength."

Mandala, who was stimulated by these words, wanted to stand up and let her see and see, but her body was not up to date, and there was a sharp pain all over her body, which made her grin.

"The current situation is that it's enough for me to ravage you. Go back and accompany your little maid!"

Yan Zimo said with a smile, and looked at the referee again, asking him to announce the result, but Mandala felt that it would be better to say it himself than to let others admit his failure, so he rushed ahead of the referee and said: "I Admit defeat."

"..."

The scene was silent for a moment, and then——

The audience cheered, and even the countless people watching the TV screen, whether they were eating, working, or a group of soldiers, were all cheering for Yan Zimo's victory.

But that's not the case with the people of the United States.

In the early stage, they thought that Mu Mu and Yan Zimo Balor would monopolize the spots in this Civilization Cup, and they had no hope for the players from the United States. Later, in the semi-finals, Mandala and Feiya, who belonged to the United States, Both of them showed their eighth-level combat power, which really made their self-esteem rise for a while.

At that time, they still had a sense of pride in their hearts, "This is the Civilization Cup hosted by the United States!" How could outsiders seize the glory?

It's just that now their self-esteem has been severely shattered, first giving them hope, and then giving them despair. This feeling of high and low is like this in all kinds of life.

Mantala was carried down by the medical staff of the Raphael Zaibatsu, and went to the infirmary to commiserate with Fia.

Considering the time interval, the organizer specially set aside a 15-minute break for Mu Mu and Yan Zimo, hoping that they will collide with each other for more exciting games.

Chapter 98 Changes in the sky

Having said that, 15 minutes can't restore much of Yan Zimo's state. No battle for an eighth-level powerhouse is simple, and the consumption is equally huge.

It’s indeed a mandala!

In terms of strength, she is definitely stronger than Feia. The powerful destructive power of thunder and lightning is something Feia has never possessed. At the same level, it is difficult for Feia to beat her.

If he hadn't been far away in the last moment, he would have been seriously injured, and he wouldn't have been so lucky as to just shed a little blood now.

Although it's not as good as Mandala's falling to the ground, but it's definitely good, so what else can she use to fight Mu Mu?

Even if he fully unleashes the power of the lightning spear, Mandala can still completely block his own after consuming his boundary skills, this strength can be called top-notch.

Although she was still injured and lost, she also left a deep impression on Yan Zimo.

It was the first time for Yan Zimo to fight someone with the same supernatural quality as her, and she was also of the same Lightning Department as herself. After this battle, she had a lot of feelings.

For example, the lifelike brontosaurus.

Yan Zimo had never expected that the chaotic and violent thunder and lightning could condense such a thunder dragon in such a stable manner.

Perhaps, this is the way out of Mandala?

Ye Qianxue did not know when to rely on Yan Zimo's junior, and said softly:

"Onee-sama, come on, Qianxue's future is all in one's hands!"

The future she mentioned naturally refers to the position she will be in when she and Mu Mu share the same bed in the future.

"Stupid, you have to grasp the future by yourself, you can't rely on others, not even me."

Yan Zimo scratched her face lovingly and said with a smile.

"Set a goal for you... even once. I hope you can defeat Mu Mu by relying on your own strength, no matter what."

"Eh-" Ye Qianxue let out a long, slightly trembling cry, as if remembering the fear of being completely dominated by Mu Mu for several years.

"She's not a bad person, why are you so afraid of her?"

Ye Qianxue's reaction was so strange that Yan Zimo couldn't help complaining.

"Who are you afraid of, good boy?" Mu Mu's voice suddenly sounded, Ye Qianxue trembled all over, turned her head and said with a stiff smile: "No, it's nothing."

"Hi..." Yan Zimo sighed when he saw his sister's cowardly face when facing Mu Mu. It seemed that she was really suppressed by Mu Mu.

"Xiao Momo, why are you sighing again?"

"Nothing,"

Yan Zimo's answer was exactly the same as Ye Qianxue's, but the aura was completely different from Ye Qianxue's. Mu Mu looked at it with a divine light in his eyes.

"You don't want to tell me that I will bully you until you do."

"Do you think I am Feiya? Thunder and wind are two levels of superpowers. Can't you see that in the battle just now? If you want to beat me like her, it doesn't exist!" Yan Zimo said angrily.

"No matter how good the ability is, it must be controlled by a good person to exert its fundamental power." Mu Mu said with a deep meaning.

"I'm not good enough?"

"No, you are doing well, better than anyone else, and my little Momo is the best!"

Mu Mu's words were obviously to praise Yan Zimo, but Yan Zimo always felt that he heard something else.

"Then what did you mean just now?"

"It's nothing, compared to a few years ago, you have really changed a lot, a lot, and you have matured in all aspects~~"

Mu Mu looked at the towering chest of Yan Zimo meaningfully, and said as if aftertaste, Yan Zimo immediately protected his chest, and looked at her with vigilance. Seriously said:

"...It's just that, Xiao Momo, you lack a belief, which is in line with Lei Ding's belief."

"The belief in thunder and lightning?" Yan Zimo repeated in doubt, not understanding what Mu Mu was talking about.

"These things will only appear pale and weak if they are spoken in words, and only actions can truly reflect their meaning."

After a long silence, Mu Mu broke the deadlock: "Actually, there is a reason why I asked you to participate in the Civilization Cup, and why I asked you to fight me with all my strength when you meet me..."

Before Mu Mu was about to tell the whole story, Yan Zimo stopped her: "No, you don't need to say, I roughly guessed it."

At this moment, Sun Jie's voice also sounded: "The 15 minutes are up. Please ask the two contestants to come on stage within 5 minutes."

Yan Zimo shook her head, 15 minutes passed so quickly, she hadn't recovered much, and she was about to start.

Mu Mu looked directly at Yan Zimo: "Sister, do you want me to give you some time to recover?"

"No, I will do my best, so don't worry."

Yan Zimo rejected Mu Mu's kindness, and it was his fault that he failed to defeat Mancha Luo with a relatively small amount of consumption.

Moreover, recovery or something will be fine in an instant.

After a little planning, Yan Zimo and Mu Mu walked onto the stage in unison within the 5-minute time limit.

The audience on the field didn't even dare to take a breath, for fear of disturbing the two people on the field, only the referee's voice was still loud.

"Three, two, one, the match begins!" The referee's voice seemed a little excited, and he was also very concerned about this matchup that has attracted worldwide attention.

"call--"