Chapter Seventy-Five: Successful Three Watches!
His breath froze for a moment, and the King of Discipline raised his fists again.
And the corners of Madnes's mouth drooped down with the raised fist of the King of Discipline: "I said, it's all like this, don't you just give up?" ”
After a pause, the King of Commandments said coldly: "Then can you promise not to wantonly harm innocent people?" ”
Hearing this, Madnes seemed to have an understanding, and then shook her head with a wicked smile: "Of course, but if you continue, it will be a little boring, you can't defeat me under equal magic conditions, do you know why?" ”
In fact, the King of Discipline also had the same doubts in his heart, but it was difficult to speak, and at this moment Maidnes took the initiative to ask, and she also asked casually: "Why?" ”
"Because," touched the collar casually, and the smile on Madnes's face became brighter and brighter, "The physical fitness is completely different, so let you see how much magic essence I actually have in my body." ”
In the next second, a huge amount of magic essence actually erupted from Mednis's body in a form visible to the naked eye, pouring into the body of the Discipline King like a tsunami.
Defenseless, blood spurted from the Precept King's lips, wetting his hair and clothes.
Blood was not only spilling from the corners of the Precept King's lips, but also flowing out of the cracks in her body because she couldn't bear so much magic, faster and faster.
Although I had considered that the opponent would have a lot of magic essence before, my body might not be able to withstand it after the average, so I used the equal realm under the compulsion of most of the magic essence and the situation.
But I didn't expect it......
Eventually, a rain of blood poured out of the Precept King's body.
Fortunately, at the last moment, the realm of the Discipline King collapsed on its own, and a large amount of magic essence did not enter her body again.
Despite this, the King of Discipline was unable to get up, lying in a pool of blood and unable to move.
Walking slowly in front of the Precept King, Madnes crouched down on the blood-clotted ground, pulling the Precept King's hair to force her to meet her gaze, "Hey, aren't you trying to protect the innocent people?" Now like a reservoir dog, lying on the ground can't protect anything. ”
As she spoke, Mednis seemed to have an idea: "Ah, why don't I go find a few civilians and slowly kill them in front of your eyes, so that maybe you can stand up?" Hahaha. ”
In the midst of Madnes' wanton laughter, although the face of the King of Discipline was like gold paper, he still barely squeezed out a sentence: "What, come at me." ”
"Oh," said Madnes, holding up two slender, white onion fingers to the King of Discipline's black eyes, "That's good." ”
The next moment, the black smoke composed of countless nanobots quickly pounced on Mednis, and the weeds along the way were eaten up in the blink of an eye.
Just as the black smoke was about to reach the unsuspecting Madnes, it was suddenly torn apart.
It's like the deepest night suddenly being torn off in two pieces from the sky.
What tore through this black mist was a very ordinary fist.
Long before the black smoke appeared in view, Madnes had secretly bent her knees.
Then, she calmed down, clenched her fists, and struck.
It's just plain, ordinary, without any style of a master cultivator, more like a juggling in the town.
Then, infinite light emanated from the thin fist.
Unlike the Martial King's fist intent and swordsmanship, the light emanating from this fist had no divine meaning, just warmth.
The fist, which exudes endless heat, looks like a round of uncontrollable furious scorching sun!
The black smoke that rushed towards Madnes was instantly torn apart into countless fragments.
There was a hissing sound of ablation everywhere.
Thankfully, Mednes didn't seem to have time to care about the Precept King, and Gaia followed, directing a mass of nanobots to transport it away, while stitching up and healing the wounds on her body.
Then, Gaia raised his right arm, and countless nanobots followed, condensing a huge and heavy fist, and slammed it towards Madnes.
In the face of the powerful giant punch, Madnes just stood in place and swung his fist.
Her fists didn't look special, they were straight, and the angles of her punches were very ordinary, and there were no moves at all, just like smashing.
Gaia didn't dare to underestimate it, and with a deep sigh, he urged the giant fist to smash over.
The fist of the nanobot is also very large, like a boulder falling from the top of a peak.
The giant fist broke through the air, bringing a howling wind, and there were some fragments of earth and stone hidden in it, which was quite amazing to look at.
In comparison, Madnis's fists were so ordinary, there was no power to speak of.
The two fists are getting closer and closer, and the contrast between them is becoming more stark.
The huge black and heavy fist made Madnes's fist look pitiful.
But Gaia knows better than anyone that this visual contrast represents nothing.
Even if you move a real mountain range, the result will be quite miserable.
But I still have to do it myself.
That King of Discipline can't die at the hands of this madwoman in front of him.
The fists were about to meet, and Gaia's mind flashed through the previous scene.
After touching her collar, Madnes accepted the magic exchange of the Ring King's Equality Realm.
Does that mean that this collar is a storage device, containing a large amount of magic essence, so that Maidnes can be so strong, and even after using the collar to release magic essence, the body of the Discipline King can be seriously injured by the number alone?
If you can control the collar......
That's all Gaia can think of at the moment.
Because his fist and Madnes's fist finally met.
Judging from the appearance alone, these two fists are very different.
When the fists of the two meet, it looks like a small pebble falling on a boulder.
If you take into account the difference in the strength of these two fists, it is more like an egg hitting a boulder.
Then, there was a soft noise in the clearing.
There was a snap, and it really looked like an egg was broken.
As Gaia expected, Madnes's fist did not shatter, nor was it blown into the sky like a boulder.
Her fist and the fist of the nanobots pressed tightly together.
Even though that fist looked so small, it was so stable.
Numerous soft sounds followed in a dense manner, and then gradually became clear and deafening.
Titicaca!
It's like the broken mountain from before.
Boom!
It's like the mountain peaks falling into the sea, shaking countless huge waves.
The air waves in the clearing turned into countless winds, howling and kicking up countless dust.
The burly giant fist, which was like a hill, gradually grew shorter in these violent winds, and then collapsed.
Finally, there was a muffled pop.
It's like a ripe fruit falling on hard ground and smashing into a smash.
It's more like a fist slamming into the mud.
Yes, this sound is the most like, because that's what really happened.
After crushing Gaia's fist, Madnes stabbed him in the chest and pinned him to the ravaged ground.