Chapter 3163: Each show its abilities (2/2)
”From just now to now, we have had a full three-minute exchange. Within three minutes, I have been calculating how long it will take to completely suppress you. The result turned out to be... insufficient information to calculate?
”It's really interesting, Wenwen, your stupid little brother still doesn't know that you are actually stronger than him?”
”Everyone has a different path. Xiao Ming and I have different paths. We cannot simply measure each other's strengths and weaknesses.”
Wenwen still shook his head, ”I'm not good at fighting, I just like guarding.”
”Then, let us fight for ‘Guardian’!”
The little flower in the palm of the boxing champion shook slightly, and she retracted her palm with a ”shoo”.
The boxing king raised the fist of the old-fashioned civilian psionic puppet and smiled at Wenwen.
...
The third ring.
This is the one with the harshest environment and the most difficult terrain among the sixteen arenas.
Looking around, the waves are undulating, and there is no flat place on the layered ground. There are staggered stalagmites and sharp cones everywhere, seeming to be mixed with rare minerals, and the edges and tops are shiny, unshakable, just like a sword. Halberd hell.
Yan Liren sat cross-legged on the hilt of his long sword, with the tip of the sword pointing straight down, gently tapping on a stalagmite that was sharper than an embroidery needle.
It seems to be crumbling, but as stable as a mountain. Yan Liren doesn't even look at his opponent. Some illusory gaze stares at the surrounding stalagmites, as if imagining these stalagmites as hundreds of millions of flying swords. The earth-shattering battle.
Hundreds of meters away from him, large stalagmites and sharp cones were crushed by the invisible force field, and a circular space resembling a crater appeared. Above the ”crater”, Zhuo Li stood a full twelve or three meters tall. , Pangu tribe with vents all over the body.
”Are you Yan Liren?”
The Pangu tribe's voice is like Hongzhong, and speaks human language in a decent way. Of course, along with the language, a thunderous brainwave is also severely chopped out.
Yan Liren was ignorant, still looking at the stalagmites in a daze, and said briefly: ”Yes.”
”I heard that you are the foremost master of human civilization. In the past year, you have defeated more than a dozen strong people among our survivors?”
The Pangu people are aggressive and continue to ask questions.
Yan Liren was still too lazy to even his head, and said, ”Yeah.”
”Those guys are not really strong, they are just experts, scholars and researchers in the fairy palace, even if they don't say ”the power of the hand is not bound to the chicken”, they are not far away.”
The Pangu tribe raised their heads and said lightly, ”But I'm'Mie Jiuxiao' is different. I am a born soldier. I slept voluntarily for hundreds of thousands of years for the glory of the majestic world. I have only recently been awakened by someone. My name?”
Yan Liren's eyes rolled.
He could tell that he wanted to shake his head.
But in order to avoid trouble, he nodded slightly and said, ”Yes.”
”well.”
The Pangu tribe also nodded and said: ”I really didn't expect that the Pangu universe in hundreds of thousands of years will become like this. The vicissitudes of life, like electricity, like dew, everything has changed, all the laws and purposes have been subverted, everything All need to re-adapt. Fortunately, a pure fighter like me doesn't care about politics or the future of any civilization, but only cares about martial arts. As long as I can fight, I can do anything!”
Yan Li said humanely: ”Oh.”
The Pangu people frowned deeply: ”Whether it is the language of human civilization, you like to jump out word by word, or you don't like to talk.”
”It's not that I don't like talking.”
Yan Liren Qianqian yawned, and finally said completely, ”It's just that I like to use the sword to say anything I have.”
”Wow!”
One explosion, one hundred explosions, ten thousand explosions.
Ten thousand stalagmites scattered around Yanliren were simultaneously cut off, shattered, and annihilated. From the overwhelming dust, ten thousand flying swords made of dust sprang out.