I'm Immortal Speed Pass Supernatural Game

"Who are you, Your Excellency? Why do you assist that Cao thief in harming me?"

The king's theatrical tone remained, but the content had basically nothing to do with the play "Changban Slope."

After all, even A'dou could jump up and exchange a few moves with Zhao Zilong.

This would be considered too wild even in unofficial history.

"My strength uproots mountains, my spirit surpasses the world~ The time is unfavorable, my steed will not go~ My steed will not go, what can be done~ Yu, my Yu, what can be done..."

Just as Wu Wang was about to say something witty and clever.

A passage from "Farewell My Concubine" involuntarily burst from his mouth.

This stunned everyone present.

It also made him feel a chill down his spine.

Among the players, Xiaoxiao had the strangest expression.

Because she had heard this passage with Wu Wang last night.

It was sung by another troupe leader in the dilapidated opera house.

Why is the widower singing this content at this time?

Does he perhaps know something?

However, upon hearing these lyrics, the king's expression revealed a look of pain.

A flash of anger crossed his eyes, and he raised the giant blade in his hand and swung it.

"Breaking the Peak!"

As swift as lightning, the blade, roaring like a raging fire, chopped down on Wu Wang from above.

He was about to use [Shadow Clone Technique] to dodge.

But the Black Tassel Overlord Spear in his hand thrust upwards.

His legs slightly apart, as if in a horse stance, stabilizing his lower body.

Clearly, he was preparing to take this Breaking the Peak head-on!

The players couldn't help but look at the dozens of meters of gully not far away on the ground.

This was the destructive power previously unleashed by the king's Breaking the Peak.

This level ten guy in front of them, planning to take this thing head-on?

Are you freaking crazy?

Wouldn't he be chopped into pieces, bruised and battered all over?

Clang--

The two weapons met, emitting a sharp explosion.

Unexpectedly, Wu Wang's body, which didn't look very burly, and even seemed somewhat petite in comparison to the king.

At this moment, he only slightly bent his knees, the Overlord Spear in his hand pressed down to shoulder level.

The corners of his clothes were slightly dirty, but he was handling it with ease!

"Is this kid pretending to be weak?" Zi Jin couldn't help but wonder.

You must know that even for high-level players like them, no one would dare to take the king's offensive head-on.

Even Qiao Biluo, in that state with body enhancement effects, only brushed against it and fled in embarrassment with a broken arm.

However, there wasn't even any visible equipment or effects active on Wu Wang's body.

Is he that fierce?

"Damn! Am I that fierce?" Wu Wang also wondered about this question.

He felt very strange now.

The black and white patterns around his body were like an exoskeleton armor, constantly providing power.

All movements were guided by these patterns.

The painted face seemed to have a divine gleam, twisting ferociously and roaring into the sky:

"Wah! Yah! Ah!"

His momentum immediately shook the king back two steps.

Seeing this, Wu Wang took advantage of the situation and wielded the Overlord Spear.

With a thrusting force, he surged towards the opponent's throat.

The king immediately held the giant blade horizontally like a shield.

The moment the Overlord Spear collided with the giant blade.

Its power directly caused the king's tall and burly body to slide back several meters.

The soil on the ground also clearly showed two traces of friction from the soles of his feet, as if it had been deeply plowed by an instrument.

Seeing this, the king was not angry but laughed.

"Excellent, excellent! Take my blade!"

Having said that, the giant blade was clearly as heavy as a stubborn stone, but in his hands, it was wielded with incomparable agility.

For a time, seven or eight phantoms were produced in the air, slashing down along with the blade.

While everyone was quickly thinking about how they should respond if they faced this move.

They looked at Wu Wang, the protagonist of the frontal battlefield, wanting to know how he would dodge.

Unexpectedly, Wu Wang only held the end of the Overlord Spear with one hand.

In a sweeping posture, he swung the spear from left to right with a bang.

He roared: "Breaking the Waterfall!"

Immediately, a gust of wind, wrapped in great power, spread along the tip of the spear to all the places it swept across.

The several blade shadows in the air were forcibly swept away.

Leaving only the giant blade and the Overlord Spear to collide again.

This time, the king didn't shout any more theatrical lines, but wholeheartedly devoted his energy to this fight.

The giant blade in his hand was wielded faster and faster.

Wu Wang's Overlord Spear also seemed to dance in his hand like a swimming dragon.

In an instant, the players even found it difficult to capture the weapons in the hands of the two.

Only the harsh sound of metal colliding echoed on the battlefield.

In the flying sand and rocks, the battle between the two figures also tore the field more and more dilapidated.

Even the Cao army watching the battle in the distance began to collapse, with various scenes of people falling and horses tumbling.

Numb... completely numb...

All the players silently squatted further away and discussed.

"I don't doubt whether he is level ten now," the bookboy sighed and said: "I doubt whether he is human."

Li Wang's gaze was always on the battlefield that the players could no longer intervene in, and he said with emotion: "A BOSS of the king's level can actually be confronted head-on, it's simply unheard of!"

"Who exactly is this [Widower]? Why have I never heard of his name?" Zi Jin also frowned in confusion.

As far as she knew, there was only one person in the Spiritual Disaster game who had been confirmed to be able to break through a copy with absolute combat power.

That is the Director of the Bureau of Anomalous Affairs, Azure Dragon.

Could it be that China is about to have a second Azure Dragon?

Or is it that he was originally a secret weapon hidden by a certain organization, preparing to wrestle with the Bureau of Anomalous Affairs?

She could only think of the Tarot Society and the Tower of Order as organizations with such courage and ability.

Which side does this Widower belong to?

As for the possibility that the other party is a free player with no background, she had never even thought about it.

Without a large amount of resources, it is impossible to achieve this level of combat power.

Little did she know that Wu Wang was already in a dilemma.

If he didn't take back control of his body, who knows what the remnant soul would take him to do?

But if he took back control of his body now, he would probably be chopped into eight pieces by the king in the next second.

Previously, he could explain his lively escape with a spear stuck in his head with some skill effect or something, pretending that he wasn't actually hit.

But if he was cut into eight pieces in front of all the players and then recovered.

That would be a bit too weird.

In case someone has contact with those guys who are chasing down the [Undead].

Then he would be in trouble.

Now he can only bite the bullet and fight.

"Show your spirit and display your power! The spear and short sword have made great contributions! Today, save the young master on the spot! Who has not heard the name of Zhao Zilong!"

Just at this moment, another aria seemed to come from the horizon.

Echoing on the battlefield, making everyone stunned.

The two who were fighting fiercely also stopped their weapons.

The king squinted his eyes and shook the swaddling clothes in his arms, and another puppet that appeared at some unknown time was placed in his arms as A'dou.

The warhorse that had been split in two by the bookboy also climbed up again.

He leaped onto the horse's back.

Pulling the reins, he galloped towards the distant Dangyang Bridge amidst the horse's neighing.

It seems that the process has reached the point where Zhao Zilong successfully escapes.

It just so happens that the Cao army is now in chaos and collapsing.

If he doesn't escape, it would be somewhat inconsistent with the direction of this play.

Wu Wang panted and raised his head to look at the distance, the direction of the audience seats.

Generally speaking, the sound of the aria and the sound of normal speech are completely different.

But because he heard the voice of the troupe leader singing the aria at the dilapidated opera house last night.

So he could immediately tell.

The aria just now was sung by the troupe leader.

Is he intentionally speeding up the process of this play to avoid himself and the king continuing to entangle?

Crack--

Suddenly, Wu Wang heard a chilling sound coming from his face.

Like the wail before glass shatters.

What followed was a burning pain as if every inch of bone and skin was being roasted.

A sigh echoed faintly in his ears--

"This power... does not belong to you..."