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Release!

When Sun Xiaokong poked Majid's chest with a stick.

A strange purple light suddenly burst out from the latter's body.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment, and the battle between the two people in the center of the venue became a non-static picture.

Sun Xiaokong could feel that the surrounding space was imprisoned, and only his thoughts could move.

"Time and space imprisonment?"

"No!"

Sun Xiaokong saw that in the purple light, tiny particles were moving at high speed, and they seemed to be devouring Majid's body.

The speed of the particles was getting faster and faster.

When they were extremely fast, the imprisoned space returned to normal, and the purple light was suddenly absorbed into Majid's body.

At the same time, a powerful shock wave burst out from Majid's body.

Puff!

Sun Xiaokong was directly knocked back by this shock wave.

"What's going on?"

"The two poles reversed and reversed again?"

The audience was confused.

Obviously, Majid had already fallen into an absolute disadvantage, how could he turn the tables again?

Majid's body changed again. His original five-meter-tall body expanded again, and a pair of huge wings grew behind him.

On his chest, a tiger face protruded.

Behind him, there was a hard shell protecting his body, and his entire body was covered with scales.

At this moment, Majid had completely lost his human form, and the strong aura emanating from his body made many professionals in the spectator seats feel oppressed.

Even the kings in the referee's seat frowned.

Majid's change was too great.

This strength was infinitely close to the Marquis Realm, and Sun Xiaokong could not contend with it at all.

At this time, the king Suzuka King from the Petroleum Federation spoke.

"My friends may not know that this is one of the special abilities of our druid profession, the fusion of multiple spirits."

King Suzuka smiled: "Majid is the most outstanding genius in the Petroleum Federation in the past hundred years, and the only druid in the younger generation who can master the fusion of multiple spirits."

King Wuan glanced at him: "Really? But why does this king feel a little strange?"

King Shaying of Sakura Country sneered: "It's not strange that Zhang Mu of your Dragon Country has the power of the Demon Seed, but it's strange that Majid has special powers?

The dignified Dragon Country can't be so generous, right?"

Since the death of Yui Sakura, King Shaying has been very unhappy with the Dragon Country. If there is such an opportunity to ridicule, he will definitely not let it go.

King Wuan frowned tightly. He always felt that there were some clues about Majid, but he couldn't see through it completely.

In this case, he couldn't interrupt the game without authorization.

In the previous few games, he had already caused dissatisfaction among many foreign kings by protecting Zhang Mu. If he intervened at this time, he would definitely be united by several people to make a fuss.

On the viewing platform, Xu Xuan's expression was also heavy.

He always felt that Majid was very strange, and there was a familiar breath on him, but he couldn't think of the source of this breath for a while.

The fusion of multiple spirits of the Druid can indeed greatly increase the strength, but it shouldn't be so strong.

The game on the field is still going on.

The strengthened Majid completely suppressed Sun Xiaokong, and he didn't even need servants. He completely suppressed Sun Xiaokong in a one-on-one situation.

The ground was blasted one after another.

Even if Sun Xiaokong could barely block Majid's attack, the powerful force still shook his internal organs and made his internal breath uncomfortable.

Once! Twice! Three times...

Countless times!!

The audience had long lost count of how many times Sun Xiaokong was knocked away. The duel field had been smashed into potholes, and there was no intact ground left.

Sun Xiaokong was also beaten to a bloody mess.

The sharp claws scratched his body countless times.

Fortunately, the vitality of professionals is strong enough, as long as they are not injured in the vital parts, they can recover continuously.

Facing a powerful opponent, Sun Xiaokong stood up again, spit out a mouthful of blood foam, and hooked his finger at Majid, "Not enough, come again!

If you can't kill me today, you will lose."

Majid grinned: "Then I will fulfill your wish."

His strength rose again.

Bang!

Another palm was slapped out, and the strong palm wind was like a mountain pressing down on the top. Sun Xiaokong could not avoid it and was slapped away by a palm, hitting the edge of the duel field hard.

Crack!

The sound of broken bones came.

The previous blow actually broke his spine.

Majid fluttered his wings, came to Sun Xiaokong again, and kicked sideways.

Sun Xiaokong had tried his best to dodge, but the broken spine made his reaction speed and mobility much weaker, and he was still kicked away.

Before the figure flew backwards and landed on the ground, Majid had already flashed below Sun Xiaokong and kicked him again, hitting him hard on the broken spine.

At this point, everyone didn't think Sun Xiaokong had any countermeasures.

Rather than being abused, it's better to admit defeat.

But...

They knew that Sun Xiaokong wouldn't.

They could feel the unyielding fighting spirit emanating from Sun Xiaokong.

With Sun Xiaokong's personality, as long as there was a trace of consciousness, he would never surrender.

"I won't lose."

Sun Xiaokong clenched his teeth, his body seemed to be shattered, completely out of his control, and the pain turned into numbness.

His consciousness was extremely clear.

His persistence also moved countless viewers.

The special life field continued to absorb energy to help him recover from his injuries, but even so, he could only hold on for a breath and was completely unable to fight back.

His fighting spirit had been condensed to the limit that he could reach, and he needed a force to support him to swing this stick.

The desire to win was boiling in his heart!

The fighting spirit was burning!

His desire for victory, that pure desire to fight, had crushed the pain brought by his body at this moment.

At this moment, he seemed to feel a strange power surging from his limbs.

That power did not heal his body.

Instead, virtual silk threads formed in his body, which actually woven into a virtual spine, temporarily taking over his life state.

Broken bones, damaged internal organs, and broken tissues were all hung up by the silk threads.

This body was finally able to withstand his extreme fighting spirit.

When Majid attacked again, Sun Xiaokong dodged it and hit Majid's head with a backhand stick.

One stick came out.

Ten thousand sticks followed.

Sun Xiaokong seized the opportunity and launched a counterattack with a thunderous force.

"What's going on?"

"How can he stand up after being beaten like this?"

"Fuck, what kind of monster is this!"

The audience was shocked.

Even those who were crowned kings and dukes were shocked.

Only in the corner of the viewing platform, a young girl with a childish face was thinking.

"Interesting, interesting!"

"It should be the masterpiece of Qingqing. This girl's alchemy talent is really rare in the world."

The evaluator was the dean of the Medical College of Longdu Academy - the soul doctor Pei Xiu.

On the field, Majid, who thought he had won, was also a little confused by the sudden fierce counterattack. He didn't expect Sun Xiaokong to be able to fight back after being beaten like this.

The vast fighting spirit from the stick made him mentally shaken, his head was terrified, and he was stuck with one stick after another, and he couldn't dodge.

"Do you want me to improve again?"

Majid looked at Sun Xiaokong, a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes: "A mere ant dares to block my way."

Instantly, purple light burst out from Majid's body again.

Bang!

His power began to rise again.

With such strength, even Sun Xiaokong had the ability to reach the sky and was powerless to resist.

Just when Majid was about to explode and win the victory in one fell swoop,

a figure suddenly flashed and pressed down Majid's crown, forcibly pressing back the rising power.

At the same time, the figure of King Wu'an also fell in front of Sun Xiaokong and protected him.

King Wu'an raised his eyebrows and looked at King Suzuka of the Petroleum Federation: "Give me an explanation!"

"Sorry!" King Suzuka bowed slightly, "We, the Petroleum Federation, admit defeat in this game."

"Admit defeat?"

King Wu'an stared at King Suzuka, always feeling that this guy had bad intentions.

The audience was even more upset.

What a joke?

Majid was about to win, but King Suzuka actually admitted defeat on behalf of the Petroleum Federation? What is this?