Guns, there's a lot of movement, and the control center here is likely to wake up, so we'd better leave first and talk. Fan Zhuoyuan remembered the control center he encountered in the hospital, and was about to say something, when he suddenly saw the ground squirming.

The strange plant that was torn apart by itself just now was bound and entangled by all kinds of fleshy tentacles sticking out of the ground, no matter how bitterly the plant struggled, it was to no avail, and it was dragged into the cracked underground flesh wall like a mouth.

Fan Zhuoyuan found that his feet and Li Chengjie's feet were also entangled at the same time, and those tentacles were still spreading upward.

"Wow, the control center has woken up, these stupid cultists!" Li Chengjie kept using a dagger to cut off the tentacles wrapped around his body, but to no avail.

Fan Zhuoyuan used his internal strength lightly, easily cracked these tentacles, and then grabbed Li Chengjie, released his internal strength to shatter all the tentacles that were wrapped around him, and then ran light power, jumping forward as quickly as if he was not on the ground.

The ground was constantly squirming, but none of them could keep up with his blistering speed.

"Where to go, you show the way!" Li Chengjie knew that now was not the time to be surprised, and hurriedly pointed out the exit according to his memory.

Fan Zhuoyuan ran quickly according to the other party's instructions, but found that he seemed to be going deeper and deeper as he went.

"The exit is underground?"

"That's for sure! The sky above the city is polluted by Seraphs, and when exposed to the outside world, it will spontaneously combust into a dry skeleton with skin on it, so when the shelter was built, a safe passage was opened underground. If you can hurry up, the control center can use Tai Sui's fleshy coverage to sense all the living creatures here, and in order to block the living creatures, he is likely to change the terrain passage, and then it will be troublesome. I've heard that the control center in this school has simulated a considerable part of the power of the ontology, and if it is combined with the Tai Sui home, even if the ontology comes, it may not be able to please well. Fan Zhuoyuan was surprised: "The control center is a clone, and its body is still alive?" And he said in his heart: What am I?

"Hey, these are the secrets that everyone wants to know, even the ones I just told you, if they are sold on the black market as intelligence, they are enough to buy a household registration book of Nuwa's dead body in the ultimate refuge." Fan Zhuoyuan's eyebrows stirred, and the walls up and down the passage in front of him suddenly squirmed violently, and then quickly blocked into a wall!

Li Chengjie was about to say something, but Fan Zhuoyuan fit and crashed straight into him. Li Chengjie, who was caught in the armpit, wanted to speak against it, but he felt that this person had just hit the tofu wall, and he easily rushed over.

There was only one thought in his heart at that time,

"Wow, this giant guy is so fierce, I don't know what level of transformation it is, anyway, I haven't seen such a fierce one in the military department." Fan Zhuoyuan crashed through seven or eight flesh walls one after another, and ran into a passage to the underground garage, and in this empty underground garage, suddenly a humanoid figure came out of the ground.

Fan Zhuoyuan rushed forward, stepped on it violently, and stepped on the other party again!

"Hurry up, the control center is chasing after you!" The figure who was stepped on by Fan Zhuoyuan let out an unwilling roar, hugged his legs, and was trampled into flesh by Fan Zhuoyuan a few times, blending into the surface.

In the time he had missed, a figure had already appeared in front of him. This figure looked exactly the same as the clone in the hospital, but it imitated Fan Zhuoyuan's body shape at this time, making his body as powerful and huge as him, giving Fan Zhuoyuan more powerful pressure.

He looked at Fan Zhuoyuan with a fanatical face, and raised his hands to the left and right, as if asking the audience to cheer loudly on the stage.

And in this empty underground garage, there were suddenly thousands of fanatical cheers. was so shocked that Fan Zhuoyuan looked around, but saw that on the wall in the distance, human faces came out, shouting loudly with an excited and fierce expression.

At the same time as these people's faces came out, the surrounding scene was changing strangely. In the immediate vicinity of the clone of the control center, the flesh rose upwards and turned into an octagonal-cage-like boxing ring.

Around them, the seats of the spectators in the professional fighting arena emerged, and the faces of the people peeked out of the walls and turned into all kinds of distorted humanoids, screaming and sitting on the seats, becoming spectators.

Fan Zhuoyuan looked at this scene in amazement, only to see the control center in front of him step into the octagonal cage turned into the fleshy wall with a smile, like a provocative boxing champion, stretching out his hand to himself.

After calming down for a moment, Fan Zhuoyuan immediately knew what this meant.

"It's been a long time since I've had a boxing match, so I really miss that time." Li Chengjie was put down by Fan Zhuoyuan, and he was stunned: "Hey, that's the other party's home field!" ”

"Hehe, if you want to become a boxing champion, of course you have to learn to play someone else's home field!"

"So what should I do?"

"There are so many seats in the audience, be your audience!" Fan Zhuoyuan tore off the jade belt of the brocade clothes, took off the dragon slaying knife, stuck it on the ground, and jumped into the octagonal cage with his upper body naked.

I have to say that although this is a boxing ring formed with a strange fleshy texture, the sense of realism is really good. It's obviously a protein cage wall, but it's as cold as metal to the touch, and the energy-absorbing floor has an almost similar touch, not too soft and not too hard, and it's non-slip enough, just like the boxing ring when he played professionally in his first life, and even the UFC logo on the ground is weirdly presented.

The opponent looked at Fan Zhuoyuan with excitement, and kept punching left and right on the spot to warm up. Fan Zhuoyuan also smiled and started warm-up exercises.

Unlike regular professional competitions, there are no referees, no rounds, and no rules.

"Ding!" I don't know how to simulate the ringing of the bell, and the game officially begins! The clone control center approached with strange footwork, and then thirteen lightning-fast jabs came tentatively.

Each punch carried a scream like tearing the air, and thirteen screams were connected in a string, and ordinary people's eardrums couldn't bear it at all.

Under the ring, Li Chengjie covered his ears with his painful hands, and the distance between him and the ring was a little farther away. On the way, he bumped into several background viewers personified by the control center one after another, and the other party's attention was not on him at all, still shouting and cheering for the ring.

In the ring, in the face of this tentative thirteen jabs, Fan Zhuoyuan's front five fingers were opened, as if he expected the enemy to take the lead in blocking each changing punch.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable...... Thirteen muffled sounds in a row, Fan Zhuoyuan did not move at all, his face was as cold as a mountain, and there was a bit of mockery.

The clone understood Fan Zhuoyuan's expression, and suddenly his right shoulder stepped back, as if he was about to hit a heavy back hand.

I saw the core twist, a whoosh! But it was a sharp and highly concealed high kick that went straight to Fan Zhuoyuan's head!

The shaking back hand fist is a feint! Fan Zhuoyuan, who seemed to be able to predict the opponent's movements, had a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, and the cells of his whole body were full of excitement.

The distance between the two was quickly shortened, the high kick lost its space, and the knee punch was solid between the opponent's chest and abdomen!

The clone flew out like a cannonball, slamming into the cage net, smashing the entire octagon cage into a human shape.

The audience simulated in the audience seemed to have a soul, and at the same time let out an exclamation, and there were many more

The "man" stood up on the spot and looked at the ring with nervousness.

"Hey, show master, this is my routine." Fan Zhuoyuan said with a smile. In the first life, his nickname in the ring was called the Reversal, and in almost every fight, unless the opponent has a huge difference in strength, Fan Zhuoyuan will show a certain disadvantage, even a huge disadvantage, in the first two rounds.

In this way, the emotions of the audience are provoked, and at the same time, the opponent's physical strength is consumed. In the third round, Fan Zhuoyuan will exert his strength, gradually forcing the opponent into a dead corner and defeating him.

And the audience's emotions will be completely ignited at this moment, and the audience will cheer. The clone crawled down from the cage net, with a hideous smile on the corner of his mouth, and licked his lips, seemingly satisfied with Fan Zhuoyuan's performance.

Fan Zhuoyuan looked at the humanoid traces that had returned to their original shape on the cage net, and the vivid dummies around him, he knew that the clone in front of him had unimaginable power in this home field.

He had to maintain the pompous surroundings while fighting himself with ease, making the fight seem more like some kind of ritual.

Fan Zhuoyuan put on a fighting posture again,

"Since you don't have to go all out, then I don't need those kung fu, just use mixed martial arts against you!" The opponent rushed again, almost causing a sonic boom, and his fists, legs, elbows and knees were like spears and heavy axes, stabbing and slashing, and I am afraid that even a Humvee could easily disassemble it into parts.

Fan Zhuoyuan punched fist to fist, leg to leg, not giving an inch, and the muscles collided violently, making a terrifying impact sound that made people feel sore.

It's a battle between giants, and it's full of visual shock. A single blow from two giants can shatter the bones of a trained professional fighter.

This clone is indeed Fan Zhuoyuan's style in the ring, and after three minutes, the posture of being beaten passively from the beginning quickly changed, and the speed, reaction, and strength suddenly increased by a stage, and the strength that erupted made Fan Zhuoyuan almost caught off guard.

After he was first beaten by Fan Zhuoyuan again and stuck to the cage net, the clone with his head down suddenly kicked out without warning, and the powerful reaction force also broke the ring.

Fan Zhuoyuan was hit in the abdomen, his breath was disordered, and he was immediately forced to take two steps back. The clone body method moved again, pulled out a phantom and soared into the air, followed by a superhuman punch.

The fist blade tore through the air, with a sonic boom-like blasting sound, Fan Zhuoyuan's eyes widened and he couldn't dodge, folded his arms to block, and exploded, the muscles at the contact point showed a spiral-shaped depression, and even the bones also appeared cracks, with his incorruptible body, it was difficult to block such a huge force.

This kind of strength is at least the power of Fan Zhuoyuan's heavy punch after opening the liberation! This blow caused Fan Zhuoyuan to slide to the edge of the octagonal cage, dragging two deep footprints in the ring.

Seeing that Fan Zhuoyuan had no way to retreat with his back against the cage net, the clone smiled and quickly took a flying knee to the top, slamming into his chest and abdomen.

Fan Zhuoyuan raised his head suddenly, the corners of his mouth flashed a sinister smile, his skin burned red in an instant, and the steaming Zhengang swirled around his body like a flame.

Rumble!!! A violent explosion came, and it was actually a punch that hit the clone's head, and at the same time, the clone's flying knee also hit Fan Zhuoyuan's chest.

The two flew out of the ring at the same time, smashing on the group of soulless anthropomorphic spectators in the outside world, squashing the group

"Innocent". The two jumped up almost at the same time, and jumped into the ring at the same time. The clone hit with a sharp high kick, Fan Zhuoyuan kicked back with a high kick, and the iron legs of the two sides made a hard contact, and the powerful clone leg was directly kicked off from the knee position.

His face was solemn, and his broken leg fell to the ground and squirmed for a while, but in the short time of this delay, Fan Zhuoyuan had already killed again, and the combined boxing was followed by elbows, like a heavy artillery bombardment blade.

In a short time, the clone that could be resisted was covered in bruises, from the head to the upper half of the body, there were pits smashed by heavy fists, and the cracks cut by the elbow knife, and the bones were visible.

The clone finally retreated and opened up space, and a fierce three-day moon kick slammed into his liver area!

The three-day moon kick is a kind of leg method in Japanese karate, similar to the kick action, but it is the front foot as the contact point to attack the opponent's abdominal area, usually being kicked in the liver area means KO, the move is extremely lethal, but the sense of distance is extremely high, and if the distance is not well controlled, it will reveal flaws and be caught by the opponent.

The retreat of the clone happened to retreat to Fan Zhuoyuan's comfortable distance, and with one blow, the violent power passed from the forefoot into his body, even if he was not a human body, and he had no internal organs, at this moment, he felt that his body was torn apart by madness and was about to collapse, and his body involuntarily hit the cage net and bounced back.

Fan Zhuoyuan kneeled, elbowed, punched, kicked and other means in succession, hitting the clone repeatedly hitting the cage net and rebounding, until he was beaten to the ground almost inhuman, leaving only the sound of heavy breathing.

Fan Zhuoyuan remained vigilant, under such a high-intensity attack, he did not use the internal power system to recover consumption, so the endurance had to be discounted, and he also needed to rest on the spot.

But I saw the clone smiling, and slowly got up like a spider in the posture of breaking tendons and fractures, which was extremely infiltrating.

Li Chengjie looked straight at the teeth below, and he saw that these dummies around him were only concerned about shouting and cheering, not caring about himself at all, and went around the whole audience at the moment, intending to find a way out.

After a week of searching, nothing was found, and all roads were blocked by tough fleshy walls.

In other words, you can only wait for the two martial madmen in the ring to divide the victory and defeat before there is a result, and then whether it is life or death, it is completely involuntary, Li Chengjie, who has been on adventure for many years, can't help but feel a sense of powerlessness, and can only find a vacant seat to continue watching the fight in the ring.

The clone in front of him and Fan Zhuoyuan did not take advantage of the slightest advantage in standing fighting, and they were repeatedly beaten to the point that their skin was opened, their tendons were cracked and fractured, and they immediately adjusted their posture, and they dived forward and hugged Fan Zhuoyuan's waist.

Source: Next Chapter 3 The Truth About Abilities