The indiscriminate attacks continued, and the energy that spread to the edge of the competition space from time to time made all the adventurers miserable, but even so, no one left.
This kind of competition is rare to see in a lifetime. Adventurers who have put life and death at risk from the moment they embark on the journey of experience, how can they care about such dangers.
Of course, there are the two hardest working guys, Farah and Kasha. No matter how strong these two old guys are, the entire competition space is so large that they almost break their legs and dodge their waists. Fortunately, the five behind them The quasi-two-winged angels also joined the rescue team, and they breathed a sigh of relief.
"boom----"
There was another loud noise, and the entire arena shook violently, like a canoe swaying and moaning in the storm. The tens of thousands of adventurers standing on it had long been accustomed to this kind of vibration. After a while, they stopped shaking. On the contrary, I felt unsteady on my feet.
With the sound of the explosion, a pool of hot magma with a diameter of tens of meters appeared on the ground again. The bursting red flame bubbles and the smell of red and black lava made people feel that this was not in a ring. , but leads to Diavolo’s lair—Chaos Sanctuary through the molten sea of hell, the river of fire!
The original arena has long since disappeared into the pit and dust. The battlefield has been expanded dozens or hundreds of times, and the energy fluctuations have even spread to the edge areas. Most of the center of the entire competition space is like the surface of the moon, with pits and bumps. With a deathly burnt black color, it is probably difficult to find even a small piece of complete ground as big as a palm.
The culprit responsible for all this is the giant flame bear whose head is shrouded in the blood-red field and is as powerful and terrifying as a demon.
At this time, under the gaze of all the adventurers, he once again flew high into the sky a thousand meters high.
"Ahhhh——!! Kumama Cannon!!!!"
The pair of gorgeous flame wings grew several times in size again. Looking up, it was like two red clouds appeared in the sky. Then they turned 180 degrees and fell rapidly towards the ground, getting faster and faster. Fireworks began to rub off on the surface of the air, and the tail of the meteor behind them became longer and longer, and finally turned into a meteorite with a diameter of several hundred meters, directly bombarding the ground.
"Rumble--"
The ground shook again, and in the center of the fall, countless molten lava splashed up and scattered in all directions. Some even splashed thousands of meters into the air. After a while, they fell from the heads of the adventurers on the edge, showing its power and coverage.
"not that simple!!!"
Carlos also had red eyes and roared, with a slightly excited look on his calm face.
His figure followed the huge ring-shaped flame airflow rippling from the point of fall as the center, and retreated rapidly. The six blessing hammers around him turned into countless rays of light. At the same time, the space blade in his hand also waved, and He pushed away the pieces of lava that splashed towards him, and faced the lava that rushed towards him like a pouring water. The track drawn by the long sword and the hammer of blessing formed a shield, but not a drop of lava splashed on him.
"Ah...huhu~huhu...haha..."
I was breathing heavily, partly because I was out of breath from constantly using my ultimate moves, and also because of the dizziness caused by falling from a high altitude and the impact of my head and the ground.
The other part is a physical problem. Heat is like a patient with a high fever. The forehead, brain, limbs, and even the bone marrow seem to be boiling and rolling like boiling water.
Originally, as a flaming blood bear, my body is covered with an outer layer of molten material that is over a thousand degrees Celsius, so it is impossible to feel "heat". But strangely, I feel like I have a life-threatening high fever now. The patient's whole body is as hot as fire.
What's more, this heat is flowing around in the body, but it can't be radiated out at all. It's like the whole body is stuffed in the quilt, the heat is very hot, but not a drop of sweat can be shed, and no heat can be radiated.
The blood bear's body, which can wear high-temperature lava as clothing, can also feel its incomparable heat. The extremely strange heat that is running around restlessly in the body, and the energy contained in it is undoubtedly amazing. .
I have no better words to describe my current situation. Although my body looks tired after constantly performing powerful moves, there is such a huge power flowing in my body. I can't use it for myself and vent it out... No, it's better He said, I am desperately using my ultimate move now just to vent this heat, so that my body with a high fever can cool down a little and feel better.
But it doesn't work, it's like being thirsty and hot, and there is a well in front of you, but you don't have the tools to get out the cold and pure water inside.
It’s hot, it’s so hot. My eyes are burning, my vision has become hazy, and everything I see has turned into the color of fire. Is it the surroundings that are burning, or my own pupils that are burning? I can’t figure it out anymore. Distinguish.
"That boy, something doesn't seem right."
After finally waiting for the battlefield to temporarily stop and have a chance to breathe, Kasha appeared again in the crowd of strong onlookers and murmured to himself.
"I also feel that your current state seems inappropriate. Even if a person is crazy, there should be a limit."
With a worried expression on her face, Willas looked at the little ghost, who also shook her beautiful moon-colored hair that reached her hips from side to side.
"It seems that Xiaofan really went a little too far this time." She glanced at the ring and showed a troubled expression.
"It's not just a bit, it's simply too much!" Kasha took out the wine bottle in the air, took a big sip, exhaled a breath of wine, and retorted decisively.
"Didn't you see? So far in the battle, only half of the injuries sustained by the boy were caused by Carlos. The other half was caused by his failure to use the double attack, and the continuous use of that name was so tasteless. What was caused by the Xiongjian Cannon, no matter how crazy Wu boy is, to this extent, it is no longer like his conservative character."
Kasha said with a slightly serious expression.
"and……"
She murmured like this, suddenly closed her eyes, stretched out a hand, and pointed her palm steadily towards the ring. It suddenly gave people a strange feeling, as if her palm had penetrated the space and directly touched it. Just like on the battlefield thousands of meters away.
"Is it my imagination? There is a restless energy wave in the air, which seems to be emanating from Wu Xiaozi... No, it is not radiating, but a powerful energy wave hidden in his body..."
Maintaining this movement and closing his eyes, Kasha gave the impression that the words he murmured from his mouth were like Akala performing prophecy, shining with mysterious and wise colors, and his tone contained A convincing force.
"Then... what should we do? Nothing will happen to you, sir?" After hearing Kasha's words, Vilas and the others became even more anxious.
The little ghost, who had always been restless, was surprisingly silent at this time. His body was floating up and down, trying to take advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention and fly towards the battlefield. However, he was hit by Kasha's spear who came back to his senses. After picking it up, the end of the gun handle was hung on her collar, and he picked her back up. He didn't know what means he used, but he couldn't get rid of it no matter how hard the little ghost struggled.
"Let me go! Let me go! I have to go see what's going on with Xiao Fan. Old drunkard, old woman, old woman who can't get married, please let me go."
The little ghost danced and hung on the spear. It was obviously a noisy and cursed sound without any rhythm, but it also gave people a beautiful melody, as if it was chanting a hymn. But this "hymn" was very important to Kasha. Speaking, it is not so pleasant, but like sharp arrows, hitting the heart accurately one by one.
"I see. Is that what that brat called me when he was behind my back? Isn't he brave?"
Even Kasha had no choice but to turn her anger on the culprit.
At this time, Farah also sneaked back. Kasha quickly asked him. Speaking of knowledgeable words, even Kasha, Farah's old enemy, had to admit that this camp was the first to know things in his head. It is indeed much more than myself.
"I noticed it just now." After listening to Kasha's words, Farah nodded and confirmed.
"I have some clues in my mind, but I still need to confirm it again and wait."
With that said, Farah turned his gaze to the battlefield, his expression showing concentration, so that everyone who originally wanted to ask him what clue he had found had to swallow the words in their stomachs again.
"Don't worry, even if something goes wrong with Mr. Wu, won't we still be here? Then we can just beat him unconscious. Wouldn't it be enough?"
Kasha turned around, gave a thumbs up to Vilas, his mother and father, and comforted her.
"Master Kasha, if you say this, it will make people even more uneasy." Vilas lightly covered her face and sighed in confusion.
"Also, please put down Alice, Master Kasha, and I will keep a close eye on her."
Seeing that the little ghost was like a kitten being hung up by its neck, still restlessly opening its teeth and claws in mid-air, Vilas couldn't help but sigh again.
…
I exhaled heavily, but what came out of my nose was a raging flame. I opened my mouth wide, and a hot sulfur breath came out of it. I had no doubt that as long as a breath of fire came out from here, As for the tone, it must also be a flame.
Emotions themselves have become a fire-breathing bear.
I tried to exhale the hot breath in my body with big mouthfuls, thinking with a slight wry smile.
coming! !
The sudden warning from the pseudo-realm made me refresh myself and refocus all my energy on the game.
So fast! too fast! !
After catching Carlos's lightning-fast figure, I didn't relax, but became more solemn.
At this speed, if Carlos attacks, even if my six senses can detect it, my body will not be able to react and I will have no time to parry.
This is a speed that surpasses Carlos's ultimate speed. Even Carlos had to pay a huge price to achieve such a terrifying speed.
With Carlos's frugal move, which he wanted to use to break one point of force into two points, using this extremely loaded super-limit speed definitely meant that he was going to use that move again.
Only that move required such terrifying speed coordination.
Even so, so what?
With a roar, I focused my power on my fist, and the burning flames twisted and folded the air.
Full screen attack! ! Show me the shape! ! !
Double strike - air compression punch!
"boom--"
The moment the punch struck out, Carlos' figure also appeared in mid-air, and then left a clear afterimage on the spot. The body had become one with the space blade in his hand, and instantly turned into a flash of lightning.
Must-kill - Assault + Revenge + White Heat, triple combo! !
Since the game, the two sides have met face to face for the first time.
The momentum displayed by the second blow - the air compression fist is like a star exploding. The black air flow pours out from all directions, making people feel that the polar night is coming. This power is like the sun in front of all adventurers. Rising in the morning and setting at dusk, it is a vast force of nature that cannot be reversed at all. Unless one has the ability to crush the sun, no one can change it.
This is exactly the true form of the two-strike-air compression punch after its success. The last time it failed, at least half of its power was wasted, and it was simply inferior and defective.
But in the darkness of this polar night, there was a white light that tore through the darkness and moved forward unswervingly. Finally, a dull sound flashed in the air, and the white light was completely drowned in the dark airflow, and it was unknown. Where to roll.
The power of the double air compression fist continued to rage, and the powerful force also attacked the adventurers on the edge of the ring. This full-screen attack could not be resisted by Kasha and Farah even if they were divided into thousands.
At this moment, at the edge of the arena, in front of all the adventurers, a holy white curtain suddenly descended. It was a light, translucent white color, somewhat similar to the domain-level defense cover on the arena, and was as thin as a real egg. Like a shell, it breaks when touched.
However, it is this defensive shield that seems to be broken with a poke, blocking all the black airflow. If this is not amazing, then the fact that the entire competition space is flashing with this white energy shield is enough to make Everyone was shocked and speechless.
This principle is just like pouring out a basin of water. It is not difficult, but it is extremely difficult to gather the spilled water in an instant. It is necessary to cast this huge and boundless competition space in an instant. How powerful a defensive shield must be is something that adventurers in the first world simply cannot calculate.
Only Kasha and Farah vaguely knew that it was probably the hidden four-winged quasi-level angel who had such divine power.
After the black air flow all over the sky, the white light curtain also disappeared. At this time, everyone woke up from the shock. They didn't care to think about who had such a magical method, and quickly turned their attention to the battlefield.
In the center of the entire battlefield, only the huge blood bear still stood quietly in the center.
What about Carlos? Everyone raised such a question, and suddenly there was an exclamation from an edge. Everyone looked over and saw Carlos's figure.
Under the terrifying double air compression punch, Carlos was blown dozens of kilometers away. At this time, the figure appeared near the edge, half-kneeling on the ground with a sword in both hands, and under the crown on his head. , a streak of bright red blood seeped out from inside, flowing down from his face, and his body was swaying even more, as if it was difficult to even stand up.
In this super-fatal confrontation, the giant bear really won? Seeing Carlos' appearance, all the adventurers couldn't help but have this thought.
Sure enough, absolute suppression in terms of strength still determines everything in the battle.
Just when they were thinking this, they suddenly heard another exclamation. As far as they could see, the giant bear in the center of the battlefield also had a bright blood flower blooming on its body. Its huge body shook a few times and almost collapsed. on the ground.
No matter who wins or loses?
At this moment, the adventurer was stunned again.
hateful! !
The huge wound under the left rib, and the blood spurting out from it, as if from a faucet turned to the maximum, made me almost dizzy, and I sat down on the ground.
I really suffered a big loss in this confrontation of stunts.
This big loss is not a big loss in terms of results. As far as the results are concerned, although I was injured more than Carlos, my health points were much higher than his. Calculated in terms of percentages, I did not suffer a loss. On the contrary, Carlos, whose health was already close to the bottom line, broke into a cold sweat and secretly sighed that he had just been too impulsive.
This big loss refers to the process of confrontation.
I am very confident that the power of my double air compression punch is definitely not inferior to Carlos's sure-kill move, or even much stronger.
However, this double air compression punch is a full-screen divergent attack, while Carlos's ultimate kill is to condense all the power into one point and one line.
With the Arrancar, even though my double attack was more powerful, the damage was not unfair.
Of course, I had no choice but to make the attack. Who prevented me from catching Carlos's movements? That's why it's depressing.
What is even more depressing is that with the injury, the heat in the body seems to have increased even more. It is so hot that the whole body is shaking, but not a trace of heat can be emitted. Instead, more and more heat accumulates inside, and the more it gathers, the hotter it gets.
Could it be because the bearskin is too thick to dissipate heat? I was even more puzzled.
At this moment, this heat, as if following the rhythm of the heartbeat, began to stir in the body, slowly and gradually resonating with the frequency of the soul until it was completely integrated.
In an instant, fire all over the sky surged out of my body. This flame was so hot that it made me feel as if I was an ordinary person being burned by fire. I hugged my body and screamed in pain. .
"Ah ah ah ah ah--!!!!"
"I see!!"
At the moment before, Farah, the onlookers, finally clapped his hands and showed an expression of sudden realization. The old face also became filled with surprise because of something similar.
"I said that Wu Xiaozi's fighting spirit is so strong these days. He doesn't look like his usual lazy self. It's not because he has lost to Carlos and is unwilling to accept it, but because his strength is close to him. When the critical point is reached, transformation is about to occur!!”
Farah clapped her palms again and said in surprise.
