[Chapter 9 Text, Volume 8]

Chapter 305 Chapter 47 The Victory and Defeat of the First Battle

"Huhu!" At this time, facing the eighth ghost god that could be described as extremely powerful as a thousand years ago, Ozma of Chaos, Spark's breathing was already heavier before he even began to fight. He knew that it was because of the ancient nervousness, "What are you nervous, even if he is an old monster thousands of years ago, you are also the one who dares to fight with the eighth apostle of the Demon Realm, the Long-legged Lotus, you are also the one who defeats the ice dragon Skasa, and you are the one who dares to face the sixth ghost god of the Demon Realm, Diregi of the Plague! Which of these is not an old monster who has lived for most years? Which one is not the strongest of the strong?" As he continued to cheer himself up in his heart, Spark's breathing gradually stabilized, and then he actually showed an excited smile. It is true that Ozma is very strong, even extremely strong, but the more he fights such an opponent, the more he can speed up Spark's pace to the peak of cultivation.

Thinking of this, Sparker didn't hesitate at all, and directly took out a can of chicken blood from the bag behind him and poured it directly into his mouth. "Gollum! Gollum!hehe!" As the fishy red liquid flowed into his mouth, Sparker only felt that the muscles up and down his body were shrinking rhythmically, and his bones and joints began to tremble excitedly, including the operation of blood energy and mental energy in his body also accelerated a lot, and the ghost hand cursed by Kazan in his body had already emitted a strange red glow, needless to say that Sparker also knew, his eyes were also red at this time!

"Oh oh?" Ozma looked at Spark's changes, a slightly surprised expression appeared on his face, and then said approvingly: "Yes, yes! The strength is obviously improving! In this case" As he spoke, Ozma had already tentacled his hand, and with a wave of his hand, a black mist quickly condensed in his hand and threw it towards Spark.

"Hmph, I knew you would sneak attack!" For Spark, Ozma's sneak attack naturally would not have an effect, and Spark, who had already focused all his attention on his opponent, dodged the black fog with a sideways turn, and then raised his gun to shoot a floating bullet at Ozma as a test shot, of course, he did not expect this bullet to hit. After experiencing several life-and-death battles with the eighth-order powerhouse, Sparker understood that there was no word "despicable" in the battle, as the so-called king and defeat, the loser is always the stepping stone of the winner, no matter how the loser quibbles that he was attacked and plotted, he will become pale and powerless. That's why Sparky wasn't surprised at all that Ozma would sneak up.

"Chatter, it seems that Spark's friend is very cautious!" Ozma was not annoyed by an attack being flashed, in his opinion, if Spark's first blow was put down by himself, it would be more of an insult to Ozma, the Arad continent has respected the strong since ancient times, if their opponent is too weak, it will make the strong uninterested and even dirty their hands.

Dodging the floating bomb fired by Spark, Ozma got up with a swing, and in time a black mist appeared between Ozma's hands and pressed directly towards Spark.

"Oh no! It's too fast!" How could Sparker have thought that Ozma, who has always been mainly long-range attacks, would suddenly take the initiative to fight in close combat, and he had no choice but to face Ozma's black fog without reacting, but this does not mean that Sparker will use his body to resist, only to see Sparker gather all his thoughts and blood energy under his feet, and then shouted with a thunderous momentum: "Look at the move, kick in an instant!" This move was learned from Albert, and after combining the promotion of chicken blood, it can really be described as a powerful stone.

"Oh, cut!" Ozma snorted and gave up the intention of pressing the black mist in his hand with a slight snort, and his body retreated several meters to dodge Spark's attack.

"Hey, hey!" After Sparker saw that this trick was effective to save Zhao, he directly followed Ozma's backward steps to meet him, and it can be seen from the round just now that although Ozma is also very good at melee combat, he is unwilling to get hurt, you must know that if Ozma resisted Spark's "instant kick" just now Directly pressed the two black mist in his hand on his body, then at this time, even if Sparker did not die, he only had half a life left, but in the face of such a rewarding battle, Ozma did not hesitate to give up decisively, it can be seen that although Ozma is the eighth order of the eighth order, the strongest of the strong is still not confident in the strength of his body, "This old monster must be old, I am afraid that my kick will make his bones fall into the slag!" With this in mind, Sparker directly made up for the disadvantage of not being as fast as Ozma with a sliding tackle on the spot, and at the same time as Ozma stopped, Sparker had already slid and slid to the tackle, and then spun his waist and legs and shouted: "Look at the move, roaming technique: get up and kick!" I saw a gorgeous Thomas spinning straight * Ozma who had just stabilized his figure.

"Look for death!" Ozma would never have thought that in just a few rounds, he was so angry that he was greeted by this little ghost in front of him who had not even reached the seventh order, and a black mist came out of his hand to greet him, only to hear "Woo!" A scream, Sparker directly lay on the ground and withdrew a few meters, and there was a black mist on his legs. "Hmm, how is that possible?" Sparker waited for his eyes, endured the sharp pain in his leg and asked, "Why didn't you kick it?" You know, with Spark's leg speed just now, it will definitely be ahead of Ozma, which means that Ozma should have been hit before he could press the black mist in his hand on Spark's leg and his move was interrupted, and it was precisely because of this that Sparker gave up his gun and dared to use physical skills to fight against Ozma. It's no wonder that when Spark's leg hit Ozma, it seemed to hit a ball of air, and he didn't even feel a touch of Ozma's body, and before he could react to why, Spark's leg had the first intimate contact with the black mist in Ozma's hand.

"Chatter, Spark's friend is in danger, this black fog has a corrosive effect!" Looking at the black mist on Spark's legs, Ozma said as if admiring Spark's painful expression: "Your legs will be finished in a while, so let's cut them off quickly, otherwise the corrosive black mist will walk directly along your legs all over your body, turning you into a dry corpse!" To be honest, in the battle with Spark, Ozma was also shocked by Spark's strength, and it was a quick thing to be able to easily solve Spark's threat at this time, not that Ozma turned his back on the pride of the strong and bullied Spark's strength too weak, which is not the same thing as the one mentioned before. You know, there is a kind of battle between strong people that can be decided with one move.

"Hmm" endured the pain in his legs, and beads of sweat dripping from Spark's forehead to the ground, but at this time, Sparker was more concerned about the weirdness of the fight just now, and saw Spark, who was puzzled in his heart, asked word by word: "I just want to know, why didn't I hit you!"

"Chatter, Spark, don't you know much about this 'Shadow Armor'?" Ozma smugly pointed to the black mist around his body and explained, for him there was no need to hide anything from a "dead man" at this point.

"What?!" Spark's surprise was not that he regretted that he had forgotten the effect of the "Shadow Armor", but that he was amazed by Ozma's rich combat experience, the fight just now was completely Ozma's betting, betting on the effect of the "Shadow Armor", as the so-called two strong compete for the brave wins, Sparker really didn't expect that Ozma, who had just shown that he cherished his body very much, would bet on the effect of amplifying magic, "Damn!