"Yes, the Celestial Dragon Armor can cover its body with a storm as armor to deflect off enemy attacks. However, this knife stunt can also be operated in reverse, and the burden of being outside the specifications can be imposed on one's body for a long time. ”

The Black Iron King Horse described this masochistic behavior very plainly.

The only consequence of putting his body under such intense pressure is that his muscles disintegrate, his bones shatter, and his internal organs cannot function properly.

The Black Iron King wanted to step into the realm of demons, brutally forcing himself and leaving himself bruised.

Finally, one day, countless scars were carved all over his body, and his nonsense was rewarded.

Life has an evolutionary function, and if a human being is under certain conditions for a long time, his body will also undergo corresponding changes.

The body of the Black Iron King Horse finally adapted to the environment imposed by him.

In order to withstand the high pressure, his bones increased in hardness and became as hard as iron.

His internal organs keep his pulse stronger in order to keep the body functioning.

His muscle fibers grew thick one by one in order to move smoothly.

Until he can no longer feel the oppression, at that time, his body is officially turned to steel.

"In the face of you, I have no choice but to untie this shackle." The Black Iron King Horse said with a solemn expression.

"Why are you so obsessed with getting to the top?"

Qin Mo looked at the Black Iron King Horse in front of him.

"When I was a kid, I won a competition in my hometown and I was very happy, so I thought if I could be the best person in the world, I would be very happy."

The Black Iron King felt that this kind of thing was simply not worth mentioning.

"You're good."

Being able to burn it out for a simple reason and chase it without distraction, Qin Mo felt that this kind of lifestyle was very good.

The Black Iron King Horse has traveled a lot, and he can understand how wide the world really is, but he always adheres to the purest desire.

"I don't need you to evaluate my life, Qin Mo!"

The Black Iron King Horse raised its dragon claws and twisted its muscles to the limit, even to the point of turning his back to Qin Mo.

"The Rising Sun is the Extreme Amaterasu of the Swift Flow!"

Take speed as the purpose, and cut as the reason.

The Black Iron King Horse once again challenged Qin Mo.

"Seventh Secret Sword Thunder Light."

From zero percent to one hundred percent, Qin Mo started like a rocket, completely ignoring the acceleration process, and turned into a streamer of light towards the Black Iron King Horse.

"I can't see it!"

Since the moment Qin Mo made a move, the Black Iron King Horse found that his dynamic vision could no longer capture the other party.

This is already the fastest sword of the Black Iron King Horse.

After a sword, he fell to the ground, and a large hole was cut open in the flank, and blood flowed like this.

"Brother, that's thunder light?"

The black iron bead Shizuku in the audience asked Kuritsu Yihui next to him.

"It can't be said that it's completely thunder light, it is mixed with other swordsmanship, and the speed is much faster than thunder light." Heitie Yihui said solemnly.

It's only been a long time since I've seen you, and you've gotten so much stronger.

Although he was a loser, Kurotetsu Kazuki found that the fire in his heart was burning again.

That was the desire to fight Qin Mo.

"Hey, hey, hey! That set of swordsmanship doesn't feel like it."

Xijing Ningyin seemed to remember something.

"Teacher Xijing Ningyin? What happened to swordsmanship? ”

Announcer Iida asked Nishikyo Ninin, who couldn't see exactly what had just happened.

"It's kind of like a wing." The corners of Xijing Ningyin's mouth hooked.

"Bizel loves Edwise, is it because of the phantom that Sarah drew yesterday?"

This is the only possibility that announcer Iida can think of.

"No, I'm afraid that after this guy fought with the real thing, he copied her swordsmanship and integrated it into himself."

Xijing Ningyin opened the fan to cover half of his face.

It's really getting more and more interesting, and Qin Mo, this little bastard, is getting her more and more excited.

"Is there any mistake, just now Yaksha Ji said that Qin Mo and Zhen Biyi have fought each other?"

"And you copied her swordsmanship?"

"Unlikely, right?"

There was chaos and noise in the room.

Yesterday, Qin Mo defeated just a fake Edward, and they could still accept such a thing.

However, Yasha Ji, who is now ranked third in the world in the league, actually said that Qin Mo had also fought with the real thing, which was a bit beyond their acceptance.

But Qin Mo didn't pay attention to the audience's reaction, the battle wasn't over yet.

The Black Iron King Horse, who was lying on the ground, was just about to stand up when he found himself being knocked out again.

I can't stop, and my body has no backhand power at all.

Tempered to the point of steel, he has practiced countless magic and combat techniques, and everything has been denied by Qin Mo.

Defeated everything that the Black Iron King Horse had accumulated so far.

At that time, he was also so powerless that he couldn't do anything.

It was also like now, covered in blood, lying miserably on the ground and being ravaged.

Pain and powerlessness filled my heart, and I couldn't even rise up a little unwillingness.

He remembered the fear of being once dominated by a tyrant.

Strange, Qin Mo obviously used the swordsmanship that saved him at that time, but the Black Iron King Ma felt that Qin Mo gave him a feeling that was more similar to that of a tyrant.

"You don't have a chance to win."

Qin Mo slowly approached the Black Iron King Horse.

"No, it's not over yet."

The Black Iron King Ma Qiang propped up his blood-stained body and wanted to stand up.

"It's really a child who doesn't listen to people's persuasion, so you can't get up."

I heard this voice in my ears.

He was knocked out again, but this time it was different.

Powerful muscles were pierced, hard bones were shattered, and a steely body was shattered by a single blow.

He could only fall to the ground weakly.

"The Black Iron King Horse Player has fallen to the ground! This is? It's completely immovable, right? Announcer Iida said.

Indeed, the Black Iron King's vision has blurred, and his consciousness is hazy.

What is this degree? Haven't you been mentally prepared for a long time?

That's the person who can fight with the strongest swordsman in the world, how can it be as simple as what he usually shows!

He has long understood how wide the world is, and he has long understood how powerful those who stand at the top are.

But I still don't want to give up!

His long-cherished wish is still burning his chest, and the longing in his heart is still unquenched.

The Black Iron King Horse wants to stand on the top, no matter how selfish and naïve this desire is, it is the existence of everything he gambles on!

He rolled over and braced himself on the ground with his hands.

Bathed in blood, he stood up.

"I can't believe it! The Black Iron King Horse player actually stood up! Obviously your hands and feet are broken, right? The announcer's voice was full of disbelief.

"Come on! Qin Mo. ”

I haven't fallen yet!

Those bloodshot eyes stared at Qin Mo deadly, passing on the endless heart of struggle to the other party.