Chapter Fifty-Eight: King to King
Wave after wave of mental impact, as if a chopstick was inserted in the brain and kept stirring, Wanli's eyebrows frowned tightly.
It hurts!
He felt pain, and Krilova whose hands and feet were stuck in his muscles hurt even more, and the force of the squeezing made her hands and feet make a crunching sound.
Her muscles tightened and tightened, and in five seconds, her right and left feet would probably be useless......
Seeing that Wanli gritted his teeth against the mental impact and wanted to abolish himself, Krilova's face finally showed panic, her blue eyes turned, and her big watery eyes revealed the meaning of begging for mercy.
Wan Li smiled: "Little sister, you called me, in return, I will also call you!" ”
Click!
In the two crisp sounds that overlapped together, Krilova's fist bones and pubic bones shattered, and her baby face immediately wrinkled together in pain, unable to even scream, looking pitiful.
At the same time, purple electric light poured out from Wanli's body and transmitted to Krilova in an instant. Her body twitched, her blonde hair stood on end, her eyes rolled and she fell to the ground.
The sound of slamming the ground was not heard, and a figure swept from below at a great speed, carrying her away, and at the same time, a surging pressure was transmitted to Wanli's body, causing his body to shake and almost fall.
"The leader of Tsarist Russia, the third realm of the S-class? I can't afford to lose. Wanli pouted.
Krilova didn't spare her hand when she attacked him, this young lady with the appearance of an angel has the heart of a devil, and she was almost deceived by her appearance.
If Wan Li hadn't left a hand, that blow could have directly broken his spine!
"The heart is very bad, but it's a pity that the body and face are broken." Wanli muttered, suddenly stunned, his hand fanned in front of his nose, "Electrical incontinence?" The little fairy is fragrant...... Who is telling a lie? ”
His face was strange for a moment, and then he retracted his thoughts, and his eyes scanned the ground, catching the German boy half-crouching on the ground gasping for breath.
"46 seconds, that's enough...... Well? Wan Li frowned slightly, and turned his head to look to the other side, "Is 2 minutes and 14 seconds the limit?" Or am I counting slowly? ”
……
Distance.
The leader of the Tsarist Russia held back his anger, waited for Ai Hui to complete a simple treatment for Krilova, squeezed out a Russian thank you from the corner of his mouth, picked up Krilova and flew straight into the sky, flying north.
He didn't naively ask Guo Zhan for an explanation, and he ignored Guo Zhan from beginning to end.
Guo Zhan didn't pay attention to him, because Guo Zhan also held back a fire in his heart. He originally thought that the temporary ally of Tsarist Russia would last for a while, but he didn't expect that the other party would turn back after only two minutes of the war.
Of course, this also has a relationship that is too fierce.
Krilova caught the timing just right, her sneak attack made Guo Zhan break out in a cold sweat, but fortunately, she was witty and let Wan Li hide her clumsiness......
Now his heart has finally settled, and this battle has seen the dawn of victory.
As a few parties that have already lost, the mood is not so happy, especially when they see three of their own geniuses lying side by side with serious injuries and coma......
"Director Guo, Huaxia really has a good card hidden. But did he shoot too hard?! Finally, the British team leader couldn't help but ask.
David, who was the first to be killed by a cannon shot by Wanli, was the most seriously injured, and it was thanks to an S-class nurse that he barely hung his life, but this injury didn't want to recover in a few months, and whether it would leave sequelae is still two words.
Facing his questioning, Guo Zhan squeezed out an apologetic expression: "I'm sorry, my fists and feet have no eyes." Rest assured, I'll arrange for someone to treat them properly after the battle. ”
The corners of the British leader's mouth moved slightly, and he wanted to speak again, but the American team leader suddenly said: "The battle is almost over, let's decide the winner first." ”
Guo Zhan was stunned, and his pupils shrank.
Zhang Bing's flame is about to be extinguished!
……
The monstrous flames were indeed shrinking, from tens of meters to several meters, and they continued to shrink, showing signs of extinguishing.
When a capable person cannot maintain his ability, there are only two possibilities. Either his aura was about to run out, or he was seriously injured and unable to maintain his abilities.
And Zhang Bing is obviously the latter.
It only takes 10 seconds to solve the German boy, but Wanli didn't dare to delay at all when he saw this situation, and the six pairs of wings shook together and swooped towards the flames.
On the other side of the sky, there was a birdman with white wings swooping towards the flames.
"Not as fast as him." Thousands of miles secretly calculated.
Power unlocked, 100%!
The two big thick legs with thick muscles kicked back hard, and in the sonic boom, Wanli, who revealed the body of the muscle monster, borrowed the force of the air, and the speed increased sharply, and finally intercepted the birdman in mid-air.
Rumble!!
The fists and wings struck, and for a moment of stalemate, Wanli's arm muscles trembled, and the second afterburner sent Peeters far away, landing in front of Zhang Bing, looking his injuries up and down.
"Tsk, there are three chicken feathers stuck in my body."
Zhang Bing shook his head with a wry smile, plucked the feather off his right leg, and blood flowed.
Wanli's right hand was shrouded in light green light, which helped him stop the bleeding briefly, and he turned back suddenly, striking with his right fist, shattering a small tornado.
"The two chicken feathers on the upper body must be treated in time, but it seems that this guy doesn't have the guts to give us this time. So you still have 20% of your combat power left? I can't help, go to Sister Ai for treatment, and I'll take care of the rest. ”
Zhang Bing took a few breaths, looked at Peters, who was flying at great speed, and the German boy who was flying on the other side, shook his head, and said, "There is still one left, and I can't complete your task." It's okay to get hurt, I can continue...... Ahem......"
"Can you keep coughing and cheering me on? Walk fast, walk fast. Wan waved his hand, his eyes fixed on Peeters' white wings. After receiving a full punch from himself, not even a single hair fell off on the wing, and the strength did not reach Peters through the wings.
"His wings seem to be completely protected against all attacks." Zhang Bing reminded.
"I know...... Why don't you leave? ”
Wanli frowned, jumped up with his legs on the ground, and collided with the pair of wings again.
With a loud bang, Wanli backsomeripped several times in a row and landed steadily on the ground. Peters slipped backwards, borrowed his wings to glide a little distance at a low altitude, and landed on the ground as well.
Eyes staggered, Wanli raised an eyebrow, and Peters frowned.
"Watch out for the feathers he shoots." Zhang Bing took the time to remind again, "It's very sharp." ”
"I know...... Why can't you go! ”
Zhang Bing shook his head: "The other party has two ......"
Boom!
On the other side, Peters whipped the German boy who had just arrived with one wing, and snorted 'Get out of here, waste', and the wings spread and closed together, wrapping himself like an owl.
Wanli's eyes moved: "If you don't want to go, then go and look at that kid in Germany, don't let him disturb the battle between the two of us."
If you don't leave, I'll fly you too. ”
Wanli rubbed his wrist and gave Peters a 'friendly' smile.
Come on, grappling, old iron!