Crackling.

The storm attacked, and the crowd couldn't even catch Yan Yu's attack trajectory.

"So fast."

"I can't see it anymore!"

If it weren't for Wu Huai's speed of withdrawing the puppet fast enough, half of the puppet's body would probably have been smashed alive.

Wu Huai laughed angrily, and the left hand behind him finally stretched out, overlapping with his right hand.

The fluctuating and distorted energy clone instantly stabilized.

At the same time, a trailing afterimage that seemed to be delayed appeared around Wu Huai's body again.

【Zhennan Tiger Fist】Reappear!

However, the phantom has just flickered.

Yan Yao, who was almost crazy, still jumped in.

"Look for death!" Wu Huai finally roared angrily, and the body, afterimage, and clone, the triple attack came with a bang.

Figures staggered rapidly.

Forced Change!

Forced Change of Direction!

Yan Yu's attack presented a shocking visual effect, completely breaking everyone's perception of martial arts moves.

Yan Zhen, shrouded in blood mist, can forcibly change the moves he makes, and is not affected by the stiffness of his body and muscle inertia at all.

The order of the attacks cannot be determined, and it is possible to dodge with near-synchronized movements even though it is attacking in a rage.

This directly brings a surprising variable to the battle.

Blood mist and white waves are intertwined.

The more the crowd watched, the more frightened they became.

Because Yan Qi actually resisted Wu Huai's attack this time, and would rather eat ten attacks in exchange for a scar on Wu Huai's body.

With the sound of cracking, Wu Huai's fighting T-shirt was torn out of a wound.

Blood splattered in the air.

Before everyone could exclaim, they saw that the blood beads that splashed out instantly collapsed into a mist and were forcibly pulled into the blood mist around Yan Yu's body.

"Sister Luo, why is the value of your instrument fluctuating violently!" Gao Yue, who was standing next to him, suddenly caught an unbelievable scene out of the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but lose his voice.

On the light curtain, the value of cell activity is changing wildly.

26%→31%！

31%→37%！

37%→25%！

……

"His cell activity has reached an endangered critical point!"

"He's obviously more seriously injured."

"But why is he faster?"

Someone around finally wondered.

Luo Wan looked at the field with burning eyes, as if she had found some excellent test subject, she ignored the surrounding inquiries, and muttered: "My own energy consumption speed has doubled, in exchange for attack power, movement speed, and frequency of moves...... Multiply them all! ”

"He's forcibly draining his opponent's cellular activity?"

"High-level energy applications?"

"This is clearly a combat perpetual motion machine!"

Extreme madness, reckless attack!

Sharp to the perverted body instincts.

Luo Wan stood up directly, "What a perfect ability!" ”

In this brief period of controversy, the mutation reappeared.

Wu Huai, who had five more blood marks on his body, finally distanced himself by withdrawing the price of an attack and exchanging it with a tricky puppet.

But he wasn't on his feet.

But seeing Yan Zhen, who was blocked by the tricky puppet, his five fingers opened and aimed at him, and he shook it violently.

[Grip of Flesh]!

He felt the blood flowing uncontrollably along the wound all over his body, and in order to prevent this bad consequence, his body involuntarily shortened the distance again, in order to relieve the extreme discomfort before the blood gushed.

In fact, what he was most frightening about was not the blood gushing, but the attenuation of his own strength, and the strength of his opponent increased with each attenuation of his own.

In the long run, he was almost unable to even sustain the shadow attack of the [Zhennan Tiger Fist].

Wu Huai was forced to pull the trickery puppet in front of him, blocking Yan Qi's traction.

However, at this moment, the traction around him suddenly disappeared.

Yan Qi's fist that clenched the blood-colored air flow pulled out, and disappeared with an afterimage.

The martial art that belongs to the teenager [Overlord Strike] is used by physical instinct when he loses his mind.

Rumble!

The punch is tied to one point and penetrates the barrier.

The chest and abdomen of the tricky puppet belonging to the category of superpower instantly rippled.

Blood mist poured into the golem along the fist blade.

The power of the star source surged, and finally broke through the wall.

A pillar of blood visible to the naked eye bloomed behind the puppet.

The puppet was forcibly sent twenty meters away, and its position was reversed under the pull of the main body.

The puppet retreated, and Wu Huai flew forward.

In his angry eyes, a reddish eye appeared tyrannically.

The next second, a fist slammed into his abdomen.

Click.

The sound of several broken ribs was heard clearly.

Wu Huai's eyeballs bulged, and his body was about to fly upside down.

However, Yan Yu stepped forward sideways, his left hand naturally hanging down to his side, and his right arm grabbed Wu Huai's neck with his backhand at a more rapid speed, pulling it towards his arms.

Forward pressure of the body.

Head hammer!

Rumble!

Blood mist stirred.

Wu Huai's eyes were dim, and his brain was like a tsunami, buzzing loudly, and finally flew out upside down.

It's just not over yet.

"President!"

"Be careful!"

"Danger!"

In an exclamation, the beast-like Yan Qi tore the qi wave in a tomahawk-style dunk posture, his legs stepped at an astonishing angle, jumped high, and his right hand grabbed Wu Huai's throat, and then pressed downward!

Then

"No—"

The minds of the members of the martial arts club were buzzing.

Finished.

It's going to kill you!

Even Luo Wan, who was the calmest before, didn't expect that after just a dozen seconds, things had taken a sharp turn to this point.

It's so fast that there's no room for rain at all.

Even if she made a move, she couldn't stop Yan Yu in such a crazy state.

There are all kinds of life, and all living beings are like.

Time stands still. 】

Lu Ze got up.

It was so sudden that it was so natural.

Blood mist, air waves, puppet silhouettes, and remnants of Zhennan Tiger Fist......

Gao Yue, Wang Xinxing, Che Yunhu, Shao Yixiu's actions......

Luo Wan and Gao Yue's complex expressions......

Distorted air, diffuse sound......

Yan Yao, who jumped in the air and leaned down, Wu Huai reflected in the blood pupils.

It all paused in this moment.

0.8 seconds is only a moment in the eyes of the world.

But for a human war king who has already entered the peak of 10 stars, there are already many things that can be done.

The ground under Lu Ze's feet appeared condensed but not dispersed air ripples.

He appeared between the two parties with his hands in the freeze frame, and his two fingers were close together to open the palm of Yan Yan's hand and Wu Huai's neck.

There was a phantom of golden pointers in Lu Ze's pupils.

Time Recovery. 】

All people and objects continue to follow their original inertia.

It's just that in the original picture in everyone's brains, there is an unbelievable figure.

Then, the wave of condensed qi that Lu Ze had stepped on before bloomed, and finally woke everyone up.

So under the arrangement of a part-time director, people saw such a new picture.

Buzz –

The wave of qi bloomed, and Lu Ze disappeared in place, appearing in the field at a speed of almost teleportation.

Bang –

Wu Huai, who was close to being unconscious, fell to the ground and shook up a circle of dust.

Boom –

Lu Ze's body is like Mount Tai, unmoving.

Two fingers ago, the blood mist surged into a plane, surging violently, but it couldn't break through a single bit.

Lu Zewen looked at the irrational eyes and said softly: "Now it's time for me to fulfill the agreement." ”

A warm smile emerged.

Even Luo Wan was distracted by the shocking scene, and with Lu Ze's backhand pressing, like a mountain town, the audience was silent.

Yan Qi, who was unstoppable in his rage before, was gently pressed to the ground by Lu Ze with two fingers.

In the invisible Star Source Vision, the mighty star source power like a vast ocean was infused into Yan Yu's body in a moist way.

Yan Qi, who had been reduced to 19% of his activity, was swept away by Lu Zejing's pure and peaceful star source power in his body, like spring rain moistening the field, and all the tyranny was wiped out together.

The young man's left pupil was bloody, and it quickly faded like the ebb tide of the sea.

The right pupil was confused and weak, but a trace of clarity finally emerged.

"Thank you...... Finish. ”

Yan Yu said this sentence as if he was in a coma.

How earth-shattering the previous encounters were, how quiet and harmonious the atmosphere was at this time.

Lu Ze stood in the middle of the field with a gentle face, looking at the crowd outside the venue.

"Researcher Luo, I'm going to trouble you next."

The young man was gentle and polite, but the audience who saw this scene couldn't even smile.

The muscles of their faces have become almost rigid.

"Oh yes."

Lu Ze suddenly spoke, and the hearts of the members of the martial arts club trembled fiercely.

"What about the competition just now, Yan Yu won, do you have no opinion?"

"If you have any opinions, you can come to the MMA Academy and find me."

"My surname is Lu, and my single name is a Ze character."

……

The members of the martial arts club in the Platinum Arena will never forget that golden autumn September, that unbelievable day, the boy who will be known as "Hurricane Nuclear Force" in the future, standing in the soft sunlight, saying every word.