National Awakening: Do You Call This An Auxiliary System?

Seeing Xiao Ang's punch firmly hit Pope's body, the audience couldn't help but exclaimed.

But seeing that Xiao Ang's iron fist failed and only smashed an afterimage, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the battle did not end so quickly.

Otherwise, they waited for a day and just waited for Xiao Ang's punch, which is too outrageous.

The punch missed, and there was no surprise on Xiao Ang's face.

His right leg kicked to the other side like a whip.

The blow didn't go in vain.

Pope's figure quickly slid towards the rear.

Resisting Xiao Ang's kick, Pope's complexion was a little pale, obviously very uncomfortable.

But Xiao Ang's reaction speed and perception were far beyond Pope's expectation.

Relying on his elemental attributes, he planned to attack Xiao Ang.

Unexpectedly, the latter not only noticed this immediately, but also launched a counterattack immediately!

I paid a small price for this.

In the subsequent battles, one must not be so reckless.

The opponent is the third runner-up of the previous competition, and his strength is extraordinary.

General tricks, when he doesn't have any use at all.

Pope stabilized his figure, and the palms of his hands suddenly bloomed with incomparable brilliance.

"Dazzling glare!"

In the center of the arena, a bright sun suddenly rose.

All the audience couldn't help covering their eyes, a little dizzy by the dazzling light.

The audience is still like this, not to mention Lian Ang who is deep in the competition zone.

He couldn't look directly at that round of dazzling light.

"This game, you are doomed to lose!"

Pope's voice rang in Xiao Ang's ear.

Xiao Ang's fist was almost instinctive, blasting out as fast as muscle memory.

But this punch failed to focus on any target.

Dazzling light filled the entire venue, making it completely impossible for Xiao Ang to find the trace of Pope.

Spectators also have no way to watch the game.

A temporary referee waved lightly, and the surrounding scene immediately became clear.

The 28 king level powerhouse blocked the light so that the audience could clearly see the battle inside the arena.

But being in the competition zone, Xiao Ang and Pope would not be affected by this.

In the eyes of the audience, Pope at this moment is constantly flashing beside Xiao Ang.

At this moment, his body is like a round of bright sun, exuding bright brilliance, filling the arena.

Xiao Ang, whose vision was affected, couldn't lock Pope's position with his eyes.

He tried several times to attack, but in the end all failed.

But Pope didn't approach Xiao Ang's body without authorization.

Because for the awakened people of the martial arts department, they have an instinctive intuition about the danger within one meter of their body!

They can perceive the airflow and temperature changes within one meter through their pores, so as to judge the danger.

Pope is like a hunter at the moment, quietly waiting for an opportunity.

The scene in the arena suddenly became deadlocked.

Neither of them dared to launch an offensive without authorization.

But in the end it was Pope who broke the silence on his own initiative.

His body quietly appeared on the right side of Xiao Ang's body, holding a sharp blade and stabbing towards his waist.

But at the last second when the sharp blade struck, Xiao Ang reacted.

He dodged sideways, but was still pierced by the sharp blade.

The bright red blood instantly soaked his clothes!

But after succeeding, the bright light emitted by Pope's body also disappeared.

Creating such a large scene consumes the force very quickly.

He still has other means to use against Xiao Ang!

After the dazzling glare disappeared, the audience's sense of experience instantly improved a lot.

And Xiao Ang finally saw Pope's figure again.

The blood on his waist was still flowing, but there was nothing unusual on Xiao Ang's face.

This kind of injury is commonplace for him, and has little effect on his strength.

"Although you martial arts awakeners have stronger perception abilities, you mainly rely on vision.

Pope, who had gained the advantage, had a faint smile on his face.

As long as Xiao Ang's vision is blocked with light, he is already invincible!

Xiao Ang didn't speak, and his body rushed out like a shell again.

Pope didn't dare to be careless, and disappeared in place with a flick of his figure.

In the next second, the phantom of light he left behind was broken by Xiao Ang with great power!

"Thousand Mirrors!"

The corners of Pope's mouth curled up slightly, and the force in his body surged crazily, turning into countless elements of light.

In front of him, an identical self soon appeared.

Then came the second, and the third.

Under the astonished eyes of the audience, hundreds of pops appeared in the arena!

Many spectators stood up in shock and looked at the venue in shock.

"So many phantoms?!"

"The number is too many, Xiao Ang can't break them one by one?"

"It feels like Pope already has the chance to win. Xiao Ang is completely led away in his hands, and he has no chance to fight back at all!"

"Pop's use of the element of light is really powerful!"

"No wonder you can be called the Magician of Light!"

Countless voices of discussion suddenly sounded in the stands, and many people praised Pope.

In the player waiting area, Su Chen, Bi Yuan and others were all frowning.

Su Chen stared at the thousands of poppers on the field with a serious expression on his face.

This Pope's method is indeed extraordinary, even Xiao Ang can't find a chance to fight back.

However... Xiao Ang didn't seem to use his full strength.

Su Chen's eyes flickered, quietly watching the battle in the arena!

In the arena.

Xiao Ang had just recovered his vision, but immediately thousands of phantoms appeared in front of him.

These phantoms look exactly the same in everyone's eyes, and no difference can be found.

"Humans say that hearing is believing, but seeing is believing.

"But the eyes can also be deceiving."

Under the shocked eyes of countless people, Pope's voice sounded in the arena.

These thousand phantoms all spoke at the same time, with uniform voices, like a whole.

It doesn't look like a phantom at all...but a living person!

No one can find any flaws.

Finally, there were some emotional fluctuations on Xiao Ang's Gujing Wubo's face.

Although the scene in front of me is very shocking.

But he knew it in his heart.

Among the thousand phantom bodies, one is the real body!

And the only one.

but.

How to find the real body among so many phantom bodies?!

This is not only Xiao Ang's doubt, but also the doubt in the hearts of all the audience.

Xiao Ang stood there for a while, then suddenly started to move.

But he didn't attack those phantoms, but tore his clothes.

He tore off two strips of cloth, one wrapped around the bleeding wound on his waist.

The other one is placed in front of the eyes, blocking the eyes.

Regarding Xiao Ang's actions, all the audience showed surprised eyes.

On the stage, the host also made a voice of doubt.

"Contestant Xiao Ang covered his eyes with a cloth strip, what is he going to do?"

"Could it be that he wants to abandon his vision and use other perception abilities to fight?!"

Everyone was puzzled by Xiao Ang's actions, including his opponent Pope.

Seeing Xiao Ang's actions, Pope's expression changed slightly.

He blocked his eyes with cloth strips, did he want to completely give up his visual ability, so as to solve all the troubles the light caused him?

Pope was shocked and also amused at the same time.

Isn't this too bold?

Although the perception ability of martial arts awakened people is higher than that of ordinary people, it is not so strong that they can give up their eyes!

By doing this, Xiao Ang is digging his own grave!

On the arena, a thousand pops took out their sharp blades at the same time, and their movements were uniform.

"If you insist on doing this, then I can only declare you a failure.

Not far in front of Xiao Ang, a Pope stabbed him with a knife.

But facing the incomparably sharp blade, Xiao Ang remained indifferent.

Many viewers couldn't help covering their mouths with their hands, and their pupils dilated!

but.

The sharp blade did not hurt Xiao Ang's body, but went straight through the doctor.

obviously.

It was just a fake phantom that launched the attack!

The whole audience suddenly burst into incomparably fierce cheers!

"No matter how things you see change, there is only one you on this field."

Xiao Ang's incomparably calm voice echoed in the exhibition hall through the sound transmission dew.

All the audience immediately showed thoughtful expressions.

"It's really a brave person with a high level of art. If it were me, I might not dare to move around."

"Who knows which is true and which is false?"

"If you guess wrong, you will be seriously injured!"

Amidst the audience's discussion, Xiao Ang's speed became faster and faster!

He quickly penetrated fake phantoms one after another!

No one knows exactly how he distinguishes these prostheses, but Xiao Ang is very sure!

Inside the private room.

There was a trace of doubt in Ying Chuyue's watery eyes.

"How did Xiao Ang do it?"

"These figures look exactly the same, and there is no difference at all.

Ying Chuyue was also quite curious about this.

The old man behind her smiled lightly and revealed the secret.

"It's the voice."

"As long as it is a living person, there will be breathing and heartbeat. Although the sound is very slight, it is real.

"Xiao Ang was born in a family of ancient martial arts in the Great Qin Dynasty. He has practiced family martial arts since he was a child. It is not difficult for him to distinguish his position by listening."

Only then did Ying Chuyue show a suddenly realized expression.

She frowned, and said in a puzzled way:

"Since Xiao Ang can know Pope's position just from his voice, why didn't he face this ability sooner?"

The old man shook his head helplessly and said:

"The old slave is not a roundworm in Xiao Ang's stomach, I can't guess that."

"Maybe I want to hide my strength as much as possible and create favorable conditions for future games.

Ying Chuyue let out an annoyed voice.

on the field.

Xiao Ang's speed was getting faster and faster, and he had already shown his extreme speed in the end.

He passed through one after another phantom bodies, as if he had already known where Pope's real body was!

Pope, who was hiding in thousands of phantoms, had panic in his eyes.

"how is this possible?!"

"Thousand mirrors are of no use to him!"

"He totally sees through my magic!"

There was a storm in Pope's heart, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Xiao Ang didn't seem to know where his body was.

But it has extremely accurate identification!

He is looking!

I am looking for my real body among these thousands, and I will definitely find it!

It's just a matter of time!

Pope gritted his teeth tightly, and his thoughts began to run rapidly.

In the stands, an area dedicated to the competition committee.

Not only the competition committee members, but also the

A few strong men from the military department of the Lighthouse Kingdom.

Someone had a gloomy face and said in a low voice:

"This Pope, I have warned him a long time ago, don't learn from Higgins to tinker with those weird 707 things."

"What Magician of Light? These names are all fake."

"Don't develop the damage ability of light elements, but do these fancy illusions?!"

"It's alright now, once the confusing effect of the light loses its effect, he will lose his greatest means of fighting.

This strong man was once Pope's teacher.

As a king-level powerhouse, he was keenly aware that Pope's path was going astray.

But the latter listened to his suggestion, but still did not make any changes.

"Let's lose, lose."

"The loss of this game, although it will have some impact on the present, can shape a brand new pop for the future of the lighthouse.

Someone sighed and made the final judgment on the outcome of this game.

Many high-level and powerful lighthouses in the committee area feel regretful, but their emotions are fairly stable.

In their view, Pop really needed to fail.

He is not a magician of light, but a rare light element awakener!

A genius who had the chance to comprehend the laws of time!

In the arena.

Xiao Ang has penetrated most of the phantom bodies!

His expression was as calm and composed as ever.

After losing the confusing effect of light, Pope's strongest means failed.

Unless he keeps hiding in these phantoms, he will be found by Lian Ang sooner or later.

And doing so will be punished.

Pope obviously also realized his failure, and took the initiative to withdraw the phantom bodies.

There was a trace of pain and regret in his eyes.

His face is no longer as high-spirited as it was when he first started the game!

Xiao Ang who covered his eyes didn't know that the phantom had disappeared, and continued to walk around the field.

But at a certain moment, he suddenly stopped in his tracks!

Xiao Ang's right ear moved slightly, and then suddenly punched towards the right side of his body.

And that direction is exactly where Pope is.

Xiao Ang's attack has a violent beauty.

Every punch seems to contain an explosive power!

Pope, who lost the blessing of the light element, couldn't rely on his own strength to block Xiao Ang's stormy offensive.

His face is also getting paler!

boom

In a fist fight, Pope's body was finally overwhelmed!

Looking at the rapidly enlarged fist in his eyes, and the fluttering wind of the fist, Pope finally said those words.

"I surrender!"

At the moment his voice sounded, Xiao Ang's fist stopped instantly.

It was only five centimeters away from his face!

But the fist wind created by that terrifying fist still made Pope feel as if his face was cut by a knife!

"This, is the real power...

Pope looked at Xiao Ang's right fist with compassion, and wailed in his heart. .