Tut......

Seeing such a scene, Marquis Enwei couldn't help but smack his lips.

In fact, he admired this human named Zed at first, not only did he not have any fear in the face of Gratoni and his two 'Seven Marquises', but he could even show such a pure body.

I thought this man was quite pure,

Who knows, this man would accept something so malicious, dirty, and even possible that the flesh would be completely polluted in order to win.

"After all, he's a guy who will do anything to win...... There's no way you're going to win this game. ”

The Marquis of Enwei did not know 'human nature', nor did he know the inner relationship between Zede and William.

Therefore, he could not understand why this seemingly innocent human being would choose to accept the product of a malignant tumor, and in the end he could only get such an 'inferior' answer.

As a matter of fact

The reason why Zede chose to graft was because of a short sentence that William said before the game.

≮Teacher...... If you can win, you will definitely win. ≯

……

Relying on the strength of his own flesh, Zede temporarily controlled his right arm, and was even shared with the temporary papal divinity.

However, two voices kept echoing in his brain,

One from the skull, brought by the Pope's divinity, from the chorus of an empty church,

A smiling audience from the outside world, who occupied 80% of the seats, was obviously very quiet, and sat upright and silent the whole time. But now it seems to Zed that they are laughing wildly, and even playing some bad jokes with each other.

The murmurs were trying to disturb Zed's state of mind, corresponding to the malignant tumor invading his brain tissue.

But

Zed's gray brain was also full of muscles, rock-solid, and not invaded by any tumors.

Just as Zede was moving his temporarily completed body to kill the Marquis of Enwei on the other side,

More than a dozen blood vessels on the opponent's back made a downward gesture at the same time.

Suddenly, a huge palm suddenly descended from between the hazy blood mist, heading straight for Zede's Heavenly Spirit Gai...... A large number of wriggling small blood vessels can be seen in the center of the blood palm, which seem to form some kind of arcane imprint with each other.

It's not just about pressing down, it's about trying to press some kind of blood plague curse into Zed's body.

Instead of dodging with his body, Zed tried to swing the clown arm, which had just been grafted on, about three times the size of the regular one.

Palm to palm!

The moment the two palms collided,

Syllable! The blood that burst from the huge bloody palm flew sideways, staining the clown Art's whole body red, but William, who was sitting on the side, had already taken out an umbrella to block it for himself and Catherine.

"Oh, Art~ I'll just take care of myself and Catherine! I think you'd like to get a taste of the special taste of this blood plague. ”

Art shrugged his shoulders, and tumors of all sizes immediately grew all over his body, enveloping the blood in it and absorbing it completely.

Then his face changed slightly, and he hurriedly excreted the blood from his body, "A different blood plague is full of a power that curses all things, a power that does not belong to the old world, and is repulsive to the heavenly divinity that I have.

This guy got the extraterritorial power out of nowhere, and there's really something. ”

……

on the field.

Zed raised the clown's arm in the air, looking surprised.

I didn't expect that the power of the palm just now would be so huge and special, not to mention the blood palm that fell from the sky, and it also canceled out all the cursed blood plague contained inside.

Zed had never been in contact with the extraterritorial, and he didn't know the "Heavenly Divinity" contained in the clown's arm, but he felt a high-level power that he had never been in contact with, and there was even a layer of golden light floating on the surface of his palm.

At this moment, the voice of the clown with broken thoughts sounded in Zed's head,

"How do you feel, Mr. Zed?

My powers are very different, aren't they...... Her flesh was unique, even stronger than that rabbit in some ways, and she was able to control my malignant tumor in just one fell swoop.

If you can combine a part of me with you, you will definitely reach a higher level! You can easily kill these guys in front of you, and you may even break free from the shackles of the old world and go to a new world to pursue a higher quality of flesh."

But before these voices were halfway through the conversation, they were completely blocked by Zed,

Zed continued to drag the giant clown's arm towards the Marquis of Enwei, wanting to end the battle as soon as possible, and if he won, he would have the strength to pull out the arm and clean up the malignant tumor from his body.

"Instantaneous"

ankle torsion,

Zede, who seemed to be dragging his arm slowly, came behind Enwei in an instant, twisted his waist and turned his back! Transfer the strength of the whole body to the right arm,

Zed is also well aware that the high-level power contained in this arm can inflict additional striking effects, and as long as it hits completely, it may be able to end the battle with one palm.

Just as the clown's huge palm slapped head-on,

The Marquis of Enwei actually disintegrated automatically,

Syllable! The palm of his hand was only the blood in the disintegration,

Voices came from all directions in the blood mist, "Your speed is far less than before, your purity has been greatly reduced, and your "field" no longer exists...... Merely relying on such an unclean foreign object to repair your injuries will only make you inferior.

I was disappointed that it was a guy like you who defeated Gratoni. ”

As soon as the words fell,

Countless swarms of bright red insects condensed and flew out from the blood mist, surrounding Zed, and these blood worms were not aggressive but continued to buzz and disturb Zed's perception.

No matter how much Zed wields the clown arm or even activates the tumor above it for a massive explosion, these blood bugs are simply inexhaustible.

Just as Zed's attention was distracted by the swarm,

Dozens of bloody arms quietly appeared in the dead corner behind him, striking Yu Zede's back with lightning speed, and a large number of overlapping blood-colored palm prints appeared on his back......

Bang Bang Bang!

Blood spurted from Zed's mouth, and the whole person was once again smashed into the side wall.

Crawling out of the wall with a trembling body, he got down on one knee.

The mouth constantly spits out filthy blood plague products, and even because of the serious injuries to the body, it is unable to suppress the malignant tumors in the body, and a large number of tumors stacked on top of each other grow on the back, carrying heavy objects like a snail.

Now Zede seems to have reached his limit, relying entirely on the support of consciousness.

Between the blood mist,

The Marquis of Enwei, half a meter above the ground, reappeared,

He once again cast a secret technique, condensing several blood swords in the blood mist, piercing through the kneeling body, calves, and palms of Zed, completely immobilizing it.

In particular, the strange clown arm was pierced by dozens of bloody swords, suppressing the divinity and malignant tumor inside.

Marquis Enwei was already disappointed and didn't want to say anything more, and a blood plague energy with an extremely high concentration accumulated on the tip of his right finger, which would pass through the opponent's head and end the game.

however

As he approached Zed, his fingers raised and rested on the other's eyebrows,

I don't know if it's an illusion, he always feels that there is something wrong with Zede's expression,

There is no pain, no despair and no unwillingness, but an extraordinary calm.

"Something is wrong......"

Enwei didn't dare to delay any longer, hum!

"The Last Blood Finger"

When a red light shot through his fingertips, Zed actually turned his head suddenly at the same time, dodging at zero distance! The bloody finger just wiped off a layer of the scalp.

"What!"

Instinctively, Enwei locked his gaze on the swollen clown arm, believing that Zed would fight back through it,

After all, he used this arm in the previous battle,

"Wait! He's been fighting me with this arm all the time......"

By the time Enwei realized this, it was too late.

All of Zed's 'inferior' is just pretending,

Because his state is very bad, even if he barely regains his integrity by combining the clown's arm, he can no longer enter the state of [nothing], let alone deal with a full state of 'Seven Marquises'.

If he wants to win this duel and keep Willian, he will have to use non-positive means.

He deliberately used the clown's arm to attack all the time, just to let the Marquis of Enwei pay all his attention to it, and wait for the other party to reveal his real flaws.

Now, here's the opportunity.

The left arm, which had been hidden and had not been waved once, had already clenched his fist and had already completed the accumulation of his whole body.

With Zed's determination to win,

In a half-kneeling position, throw a punch!

Rumble!

In the direction the fist was facing, everything in the fan area was destroyed, including the side walls, the smiling spectators, and the circus tents...... The tent was blasted out of a five-meter hole that led to the depths of subspace.

It's a pity that the blood mist on the field did not dissipate, but was only partially eliminated by this punch.

Marquis Enwei still kept a hand, what appeared just now was that he condensed a near-perfect blood clone, although he verbally said that he looked down on Zed, but it was a fact that the other party defeated Gratoni.

Looking at the power of the punch in front of him, a drop of blood and sweat slid down Enwei's ear and temples.

"If my real body is revealed, this punch hits...... I'll lose ......"

(End of chapter)