One Hundred Modifiers Of The City

Barack is facing everyone, stretching out five fingers, what this means is not difficult to understand.

The practitioners in the auditorium, as well as many people in each box were surprised.

The dusk city lord's face changed and said.

"The science and technology of the United States has reached this level, which is enough to transform human beings to this level."

"Not necessarily. According to the old man, this Barack is a genius. Otherwise, it is impossible for the United States to be so restrained in the past two years."

"Then Su Wu is in danger?"

Murong Yan asked nervously, she noticed the concerned and strange eyes of her father and other experts in Twilight City.

For a moment, she felt as if she had been seen through her heart. She was very embarrassed, so she pretended to be arrogant and said.

"Don't think too much, I just think it's too embarrassing for a Chinese person to lose to an American! Hmph!"

In the room where the representatives of the United Nations were.

The American said proudly.

"You heard me right, it's 5 million fighting power! Exceeding Su Wu by 2 million!"

Many countries here are puppets of the United States, and they all echoed and said.

"Barack is worthy of being one of the strongmen of the young generation in the United States, surpassing the number one in the world ranking by a full 1.5 million combat power!"

"That's right, although our country Chunhei Kameda lost. But I believe that Barack will definitely defeat Su Wu!"

At this time, the Japanese people said angrily.

They are ashamed of what happened just now, and now there is Barack attacking! Defeating Su Wu! Naturally, it will make them feel better.

As everyone knows, it does not exist! 203

The central area of ​​the circular arena.

Su Wu's demeanor remained unchanged, and he was not in the least intimidated by Barack's so-called number. Five million is not bad, but compared with him? It's still too far behind.

"It seems that you still don't understand what I mean."

Barack clenched his fists tightly, and the energy in his body was running at high speed. On the silver armor shell, there were streaks of orange-red energy flowing like blood...

"I'm not talking about three and a half million, but five million! And, you should be grateful for this game. In the past, when I encountered enemies, I always killed them directly. Just a few years ago, I deliberately Wipe out a terrorist base of 10,000 people."

"......"

This was full of contempt, mocking laughter echoed throughout the venue.

Many practitioners in the audience dilated their pupils and stared at him and Su Wu, many practitioners with authority said.

"Cultivators need to spend a lot of time cultivating, and there are not many opportunities for trials! Barac has a record of killing thousands of people, which means that he rose through killing! He is definitely an existence beyond his peers."

"A wealth of actual combat experience, fierce attacks, and a combat power of 5 million, Su Wu... I'm afraid, is in danger."

"Sword cultivator, can you pierce Barak's shell? I just heard that the armor on his body is made of a special material, which is very difficult to pierce.

It can be said that the number of people who are optimistic about Su Wu is rapidly decreasing.

In the middle of the arena.

Barack enjoyed this moment very much, especially being surrounded by so many people, defeating a powerful opponent in front of so many people!

With a victor-like gesture, he sighed and said.

"I thought this game would be boring. But now, it brings me a lot of fun.

And 50 meters away from Bella, Su Wu looked at the guy in front of him indifferently.

He has become more and more impatient after talking about not playing.

until.

The referee announced and shouted: "The game, it's official! Start!!!"

The moment before the words fell.

Su Wu! Moved!!

His body instantly completed the posture of accumulating power, his fierce eyes were like a male lion staring at its prey, with his clenched right fist, black currents were spreading rapidly...

This is the opening move of "Black Death Light Fist"!

Beating people is naturally the best with fists!!

Because Su Wu's movements were too fast, time seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and everything became very slow.

It is a combination of high technology and cultivation civilization, arrogant Barack.

The old referee who has not shut his mouth yet and has a combat power of 7 million.

In a separate room.

Everyone in Twilight City, as well as Murong Yan.

The United Nations represents all the people, with different expressions, just like watching a comic book, you can see the subtle changes in their expressions.

Admiral Ji Hangan, the blood blade trio, and the major world organizations......

Etc., etc!

Shanhe Master Ye Xingjian opened his mouth and said quickly.

"48..."

But he hadn't waited for him to finish this short sentence.

Black Death Light Fist! Exploded!!

'(ccbj) Boom~!!!

Before the loud sound spread, the fist print and the black electric current had already exploded.

A terrifying punch hit Barak's chest, and the energy exploded!!

The extremely precious and hard M17 titanium alloy was severely cracked.

The crack expanded and spread many times, metal fragments splashed out, or were simply embedded in Barack's body.

So much so that before his complexion changed from arrogance, he already felt the severe pain that went deep into the bone marrow.

Black electric currents raged like giant pythons, and then! Under the impact of this huge force, Barack flew out!!

He sprayed blood from his mouth and nasal cavity, and his eyes bulged, as if they were about to explode!

In the collapsed chest, this black death light fist has not yet exerted its full strength.

Barack flew a mile away, smashed a stone pillar outside the arena, and then...he hit a huge boulder native to Mount Tai heavily, and he fell on it, his eyes glazed over, but But it can make a small scream.

He hasn't been punched to death yet!

In the middle of the ring, there is only one person! That is Su Wu!!

Su Wu calmly walked to the backstage area step by step, and then jumped off the ten-meter-high ring.

It wasn't until this time that the public cultivators reacted.

"My God! Did I read that right? It was just one punch that sent Barack flying a mile away!"

"Hey, am I blinded, the game is over?"

"It seems that only one second has passed, no, it looks like three seconds. It's not right, the end of the game is less than one second!"

"It's simply invincible! Sword skills are unfathomable, and magic is also so powerful!!"

All the other bosses also gasped.

The Lord of the Twilight City said in shock: "This is? Black Death Light Fist! When the Dark Chess King uses it, it is not so terrifying. Besides, as I remember, the characteristic of Black Death Light Fist is that the frequency of punching is extremely fast. He only uses One punch, huh?"

"Should...it should be..." Murong Yan felt her mind was empty.

Barack! Is this an enemy that can be defeated with one punch??

Inside the separate room where members of the United Nations stay.

Just half a minute ago, or in other words, 10 seconds ago, the representatives of countries such as the United States, the Bangzi State, the Wa State, and the Monkey State were proud.

Right now, they showed dead mother-like expressions, so that they were a little distorted.

On the contrary, China, and countries with excellent relations with China, such as Batie, showed joy.

A representative of Huaxia said leisurely.

"Hey, Su Wu is too straightforward. I told him before the game. It is interesting to let the opponent make two moves. It is really boring to keep crushing. It is... Ha, huh, ha Ha ha!"

He was laughing out loud.

At this time, the old referee is very happy, this is called playing Huaxia's prestige!

"The winner is Su Wu! I got it, four Xingsoul Pills! I also got two Xingsoul Pills from the old man!"

"I declare that Su Wu won consecutive victories and entered the top 32!".