Medical Sovereign

Best's face softened slightly. Although he was not very satisfied with this explanation, he could still accept it reluctantly. After all, it was produced on the assembly line, and it was possible for a small amount of defective products to occasionally appear.

Joseph said nothing about this as if he had not heard anything. In his opinion, these biochemical warriors were just consumables produced by the assembly line. Their only function was to consume the physical strength of the Dragon King and others. Even if they all died, he would be dead. Won't care at all.

"kill!"

Another round of attacks began. Ding Lie, Meng Wenhan, and Duan Xiaowu formed a triangle formation and charged into the densely packed biochemical warriors like tigers descending from the mountain.

Years of sharing life and death have made their cooperation perfect, like the death's scythe harvesting lives one after another, and the thick smell of blood permeates the entire arena.

The Dragon King did not take action this time, but silently gathered strength on the sidelines, because he knew very well that Joseph knew his strength and would not naively expect these low-level cannon fodder to kill him.

Therefore, he must conserve his strength and wait for Joseph to come up with his trump card before going on a killing spree.

Ding Ning did not take action, and remained hidden on the side quietly collecting energy chips. As a scientific research talent, he was extremely interested in this kind of energy chip.

If the principle of energy chips could be studied, it would be possible to realize an idea he had always had and create an army of puppets.

There are many methods of refining puppets in the weapon refining inheritance, but making a puppet is not difficult. What is difficult is the driving force of the puppet, which is the source of energy.

He has tested that a puppet can only deliver at most three strikes equivalent to the peak strength of the Holy Martial Realm, which will consume a piece of spiritual crystal the size of a football.

This level of consumption is an unbearable burden even for him who regards the underwater world as his back garden.

That feeling was equivalent to buying an air conditioner with excellent cooling effect but not being able to use it because he couldn't afford the expensive electricity bill. It made him feel extremely depressed.

He also tried to carve a spirit-drawing talisman to recharge, but unfortunately, although it was effective, due to the thinness of the spiritual energy on the earth, it took up to a month for the puppet to be recharged each time.

Ordinary people would definitely be very satisfied with this result. After all, after charging for one month, you can launch three strikes with the peak strength of the Holy Martial Realm. Even the Holy Sect can be used as a foundation.

But for Ding Ning, this result was extremely tasteless.

After all, the catastrophe of the Three Realms is about to come, and no one knows what kind of powerful enemies they will encounter during the catastrophe. The puppets with the peak strength of the Holy Martial Realm are likely to be just cannon fodder when the catastrophe comes.

After all, the outer halls of the three major temples actually had divine guards who were in the divine realm. This sounded the alarm for him and made him deeply realize that the earth seemed far from being as simple as it seemed on the surface.

The outer halls of the three major temples are so tyrannical, but what about the inner halls of the temples? Will there be powerful people in the realm of gods?

What's more, if his guess comes true, just the three evil sects among the eight strange sects have such unfathomable strength, what about the other five sects? What level of strong men are there?

Even if the other five sects are not as good as the three evil sects, don't forget that there is an extremely mysterious Five Elements Dunjia Sect that has always remained hidden.

Not to mention the catastrophe that swept through the three realms, just the tip of the iceberg revealed by the three evil sects that split from the Qimen Dunjia Sect on the earth was far from enough for the puppets of the Holy Martial Realm.

Therefore, the emergence of energy chips gave Ding Ning the hope of refining god-level or even god-level puppets, so it would be strange not to take advantage of the opportunity to collect them.

As for the safety of his father and the others, Ding Ning really doesn't take it seriously. It's not that he doesn't care about his father and master, but he firmly believes that with his presence, even if the sons of gods from the three major temples gather together, he can't even think of hurting them at all, let alone Talking about Bionicle Warrior

Of course, the most important thing is that he can see that the Dragon King is very strong. He doesn't know how strong it is, but since the end of his military training, apart from Long Yi, the only person in front of him can give him a slight sense of threat. The Dragon King.

It seems that the Dragon King has been imprisoned for twenty years with his memory sealed, but the Dragon Ball has been transforming his body, making his strength rise instead of falling.

boom!

boom!

boom!

The sound of energy chips self-destructing kept coming, and the scene was filled with blood and broken limbs flying around, just like a hell on earth.

Ding Lie and the other three were covered in blood, but they stood firm like the undefeated God of War. There was no longer a living biochemical warrior in front of them.

Ding Ning silently looked at his father's tall and straight spine, and he felt strong curiosity in his heart. What level of strength did his father have?

Because he could feel that after more than an hour of fighting, his father seemed tired, but in fact he was always reserved and did not show his true strength at all.

In a battle of this intensity, he believed that his father would have no problem if he persisted for another day and night. On the contrary, Grand Master and Uncle Wu were very exhausted and had already begun to take out pills and meditate in a pool of blood to restore their strength.

Therefore, he was very curious, how could his father, a man with a deprived Dantian, do this by relying only on the thin spiritual power running through his meridians?

Boom!

The corner door opened again, and the biochemical warriors poured in like an endless tide again.

Although Meng Wenhan and Duan Xiaowu had not fully recovered, they immediately stood up and stood side by side with their father, ready to fight.

"Ryuga, you guys take a break, I'll do it this time."

The Dragon King's faint voice sounded, and before Ding Lie and the others could reply, he appeared like a ghost in the group of biochemical warriors.

boom!

The terrifying air waves surged, as if a minefield had been detonated. The biochemical warriors exploded together, raining blood and countless pieces of flesh flying across the sky.

The power of a punch is so terrifying.

The Dragon King was the only one standing proudly at the scene, like a peerless god of war, without a trace of blood on his body. The hundreds of biochemical warriors who had just poured in were turned into a pile of minced meat with one punch.

Joseph, whose face had always remained calm, moved for the first time, with deep fear in his eyes and a firm determination to kill.

He couldn't imagine that if the Dragon King was allowed to go out alive to carry out the beheading today, he would not be able to see the sun the next day.

The family heads who secretly reached into District 51 were collectively petrified and looked at the Dragon King in horror, with endless fear in their eyes.

Although they know that these biochemical warriors are cannon fodder, and there are higher-level biochemical warriors as their trump card, the Dragon King's inhumanly terrifying punch allowed them to definitely kill this terrifying enemy for the first time against those high-level biochemical warriors. Faith was shaken.

Ding Ning looked at the Dragon King who was slightly pale in surprise, with doubts in his eyes.

Joseph and the others couldn't see it, but he could feel it clearly. Although the Dragon King's punch was powerful, it drained nearly half of the power from his body at once.

He couldn't understand the Dragon King's intentions. Shouldn't he conserve his strength at this time and deal with stronger opponents? Why should he throw out such a powerful punch at all costs?

Not only him, but even his father and the others were confused as to why the always wise Dragon King would make such an unwise choice.

"I have an energy detector installed by them in my body. If I always maintain sufficient energy, they will keep sending cannon fodder to consume our strength. The longer the time goes on, the worse it will be for us. We might as well let them notice. to my weakness, as soon as possible

It would be better to use their trump card to solve it as soon as possible. "

But then the Dragon King's very slight voice came, making everyone puzzled.

"But, your strength has declined..."

Meng Wenhan asked in a low voice with some confusion.

The Dragon King smiled proudly and sneered: "How do these barbarians know the magic of our Chinese martial arts? They think they use the energy in the body as the standard to measure the strength of a warrior. They have no idea that my strongest thing is not my spiritual power, but my spiritual power. It’s a body transformed by Dragon Balls.”

Everyone suddenly understood, and Ding Lie suddenly grinned: "It just so happens that my strongest thing is not my spiritual power, but my sword skills."

The eyes of Dragon King and Ding Lie met in the air, and they both showed knowing smiles.

Ding Ning shook his head and smiled bitterly, silently mourning for Joseph in his heart. These Westerners are self-righteous and regard energy as the standard to measure the strength of a warrior. Strictly speaking, it is not wrong. But unfortunately, he happened to meet the Dragon King and his father, both of whom were not qualified. A freak whose spiritual power is his fighting style.

"Haha, very good, Dragon King, I admit that your punch is very powerful, but how many punches can you punch like this?"

As expected by the Dragon King, after experiencing the previous panic, Joseph soon learned from Mason's energy monitoring instrument that the Dragon King's punch had left only half of the energy in his body. He was not surprised but happy, his face full of joy. Said jokingly.

"Won't you know if you try it?"

I have to say that Dragon King's acting skills are not outstanding. He speaks with great courage, but his eyes flicker in a panic, with a look of stern expression and internal embarrassment.

"as you wish."

Joseph was a very suspicious person. He stared closely at the slightly pale face of the Dragon King. Even with energy monitoring, he did not take out his trump card rashly. With a wave of his hand, another group of biochemical warriors rushed in.

In Ding Ning's opinion, these low-level biochemical warriors were no different from puppets. They had no fear or other emotions that humans should have. Even if they were asked to die, they had no resistance at all and pounced on the Dragon King like moths to a flame.

"die!"

The acting was done to the end. Since the Dragon King had made up his mind to bring out his trump card, he naturally punched out again without any reservation.

The result was the same as before. This group of biochemical warriors immediately followed in the footsteps of the previous biochemical warriors and turned into a pile of flesh and blood. The self-destruction of the energy chip blew them to death.

The Dragon King, who was uninjured in the self-destruction before, was injured this time. A blood hole was opened on his shoulder, which was almost non-stop flowing outward. He also staggered at his feet and almost fell to the ground. His face was even more pale. It's bloodless.

"Dragon King."

The expressions of Ding Lie and the others changed greatly, and they hurriedly rushed forward to support him.

"I can't do it anymore. You can find a chance to escape and leave me alone."

The Dragon King's face showed a look of despair at the right time, and he said unsteadily.

"No, we will not give up on you. Dragon Soul swears that we will never give up or abandon our rival Zuo Paoze."

Even though he was acting, his face was still solemn and solemn, and he spoke loudly.

"Never give up or abandon your opponent, Zuo Paoze."

Meng Wenhan and Duan Xiaowu seemed to recall the oaths they made when they joined Dragon Soul, their faces shone with determination, and they said in unison.

"Hahaha, okay, don't give up, don't abandon! You are worthy of being a soldier of my country, and worthy of being a soldier of my Dragon Soul. Today, we will join hands and fight our way out."

The Dragon King was slightly startled, his eyes suddenly flashed with light, as if he remembered that solemn and solemn oath, and he looked at the world and laughed boldly.