Eating and drinking, Alan sat by the window and looked at the bustling crowd on the street, his eyes always smiling and not knowing what he was thinking.

Ma Shuo was lying on the bed alone, looking at the roof in a daze with Erlang's legs crossed.

The stop-and-go battle with Matthew Wynne allowed him to discover many different details.

First of all, that guy is much stronger than when he first met in the Rainbow Forest, and the momentum of seven or eight people combined.

Just a blow passed by him, and he felt the illusion of being invincible.

This kind of self-confidence, which is much stronger than that in the forest, is definitely not displayed in front of his eyes for no reason.

The root cause is the second difference that Ma Shuo discovered: power!

Originally, when he didn't use the gold-eating ant beast spirit, his strength was not as great as that of the other party. But the gap is only about three or four percent, and it can be completely made up by relying on the speed advantage.

But there was only one fight on the square, and he was not an opponent at all!

At least five times as much!

The other party is like a normal adult strong man, and he is just a thin child of an ordinary family.

Although judging from the size of the two people, this gap is completely understandable. But only Ma Shuo himself knows how shockingly high-intensity training he has experienced in terms of speed, agility and strength in the past few years.

Not to mention the indispensable kneading of muscles and bones every day, just hanging hundreds of kilograms of black iron every day, you can still come and go freely, walking like flying. Even wearing a wide cloak with great wind resistance, he can steal anything he wants silently.

This uninterrupted perseverance is enough for him to hold his head up and not be afraid of anyone.

However, Matthew Wynne's strength suddenly increased so much in just twenty days!

This extraordinary circumstance, which is beyond the plan, has completely disrupted the plan that was designed in advance. But the note has been successfully handed over to the other party, and how to kill the other party when he goes to the Arragian Forest at night has become the most important problem he should solve now.

Since he chose to fight head-on here, no matter how big a problem the plan was, he couldn't have any chance of failure. Even the chances of letting the other party escape must be reduced to zero as much as possible.

Because since he chose to fight face-to-face, from the moment he showed his face, the two were already in an endless situation. This is not only known to Ma Shuo, but also to the powerful divine envoy.

The biggest difference is that the time is sooner or later, but it certainly won't drag on for too long.

Thinking of this, Ma Shuo instinctively glanced at the Changeling, or the spider silk backpack containing the Changeling. He sighed as he rolled his eyes slightly, and then lay back on the bed and slowly closed his eyes and rested.

Ma Shuo still didn't need to sleep, but he needed to calm himself down. Only by maintaining a relative peace of mind can the brain spin as fast as possible.

Late at night, around eleven o'clock, Ma Shuo stood on the edge of the bed and looked at the sleeping Alan, raised his hand and gently pressed it on the side of his neck. Quickly leaping out of the open window, he sped along the rooftops of the houses towards the east of the town.

Matthew Wynne, who was standing alone in the middle of the barren woods, holding a sledgehammer and resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and turned to look back. Under the moonlight, Ma Shuo put his hands behind his back and walked slowly towards the cold moonlight.

"Matthew Wynne. Stopping and standing seven or eight meters away from the other party, Ma Shuo pursed his lips and said in confusion: "The seven guards on the periphery are the same as when you were in the Rainbow Forest. Tell me, are you the ontology?"

Wynne didn't answer obediently, but took a deep breath and asked, "Where is your weapon?"

"No, you don't. Ma Shuo did not deny that the other party called his name, after all, the entire Xizhou knew his real name, and it was less than a palm. And if this is the main body in front of you, then there will be one less person after tonight.

If the other party does not die, then it is he who dies. Knowing or not knowing his real name, in fact, the difference is not too big.

"I can't beat you. With his arms slightly spread out and his fingers kept moving, Ma Shuocai continued with a slight sneer: "But compared to killing people with fists and feet, hum!"

After speaking, his body bowed slightly, and the whole person instantly rushed left and right in a zigzag shape, and rushed in front of Huaien in the blink of an eye. Raise your hand and slap the outside of the enemy's thigh, and in an instant, you will push it away with a light tap of your foot.

When he was already standing five meters away, Wynne swung the sledgehammer in his hand. The power is so great that it even raises the slightest rumor, but all this is just useless work.

"Uh-huh!"

Suddenly, Wynne felt a tingle in the place where he had just been photographed, and the whole person suddenly knelt on one knee and snorted.

Seeing this, Ma Shuo is not talking nonsense at all, how many big truths do the enemy want to say and say, and the matter of capsizing and drowning in a small ditch, it is better to do less or do less.

In the blink of an eye, he rushed to Wynne's side, and raised his hand and two fingers to the other's eye sockets. But just as he was about to cut off a pair of eyeballs from Wynne, this guy suddenly closed his eyes and twisted his waist and punched.

Seeing that he was about to be hit hard in the abdomen, Ma Shuo's waist suddenly writhed like a snake. The right hand turned into a claw, and the foot quickly stepped back, "Ahh

The uncomfortable feeling of soreness and numbness on the outside of his thigh refused to go away, and Wynne could only slowly hold the sledgehammer in spite of the cold sweat: "You, what did you do to me?"

"Do you know it hurts?" Ma Shuo learned from Huaien's appearance just now, and smiled coldly without answering at all: "Then it proves that you are yourself!"

"You!" forcibly holding back the numbness in his legs, Wynne gasped and held back. Raising the hammer with both hands, gritting his teeth, he shouted angrily: "Ma Shuo! You, you should be damned!"

As soon as the words fell, his legs suddenly swelled roughly, and his bent legs rushed towards Ma Shuo with force. At a speed not much slower than him, he rushed to the sledgehammer in front of him in the blink of an eye.

Although Ma Shuo was secretly surprised in his heart, his strong ability to react to danger made him do not hesitate to dodge sideways.

may suddenly think of the amazing hammer in the square, and the feet keep hurriedly withdrawing seven or eight meters again.

"Boom!"

Like some violent explosives buried in the ground, the moment the sledgehammer touched the dead grass, a large number of red mud weeds scattered in all directions.

"Crackling" splashed out of a radius of seven or eight meters, and even Ma Shuo's feet clearly felt a violent shock.

What a powerful force!

Compared to the duel in the square, it is obviously more than three or four times stronger.

What is the situation? Could it be that he was hiding in the first place?

Still is!

Suddenly, Ma Shuo's pupils shrank, and he thought of the seven clones on the periphery who had just been killed by him.

Could it be that the death of every doppelganger can increase or restore a part of its strength?

Thinking of this, in the haze of dust that had not completely dissipated, I suddenly felt that a death threat was coming.