Chapter 542 The Last Game
On the field, Li Lu and Hafusheng of the Ant Tribe have already fought.
Li Lu's tall figure seemed to teleport and appeared in front of Hafucheng. His huge palm was already slapping down. His furry palm was as big as Hafucheng's entire body. It was as if he swatted a mosquito to death and knocked Hafucheng away. His body was slapped on the playing field!
Bang! ! !
This palm strike caused the entire stadium to tremble, and hundreds of millions of spectators could clearly feel it.
"What a powerful force." Xu Jingming said secretly, while also staring at Hafusheng's body under the furry palms.
“Being filmed into a pulp?” Countless viewers watched nervously.
Li Lu's face changed slightly. He raised his palm and slapped it down with the other palm.
Bang bang bang bang! ! !
His palms were slapped one after another, trying to beat Hafusheng to death completely.
Hafusheng lay on the ground in the arena and did not hide. Instead, he slowly got up with his hands on the ground. The process of getting up was very slow, and Li Lu slapped him hundreds of times.
“With this little strength?” Hafusheng lowered his head and sneered softly. He suffered no wounds at all despite being slapped, “Are you tickling me?”
“The body of the ant tribe, It's indeed tough." Li Lu slowly stretched out his palms, a terrifying aura brewing.
Hafuchong felt a faint threat, and immediately backed away a thousand meters, keeping a certain distance, and looked at Li Lu solemnly.
"Ant clan, your body is so tough, try my sword skills." Li Lu said calmly, and as soon as he took a step, his figure was blurred. Hafusheng dodged immediately, but Li Lu's speed was obviously superior. When he got close, a sword light pierced Hafusheng's body, and a large piece of flesh with a carapace was thrown away, and purple blood splashed.
"Using the palm of your hand as a knife?" Hafusheng frowned slightly and ignored the wound on his abdomen.
"Death." Li Lu had no expression on his face, and he attacked one after another, cutting Hafu Chong's body with one strike after another, hoping to kill Ha Fu Chong completely.
But Hafusheng's body was recovering quickly, and the wounds on his chest were completely healed in the blink of an eye. The large piece of flesh and blood that was cut off at the beginning completely grew out in just a second.
"Huh?" Li Lu's expression changed, "His recovery speed is so fast?"
Although the strong men in this world have very high recovery power. But nearly one-twentieth of the body's flesh and blood was cut off, and it completely grew back in just one second. This recovery speed still shocked Li Lu.
Xu Jingming was also horrified: "The recovery speed of the ants Hafusheng is dozens of times faster than mine!"
The bigger the body, the slower it recovers.
If the tail of a dragon at level 70 and over a hundred meters long is cut off, it will take several days to grow it back.
If a human arm were to be cut off, it would probably grow back in a minute or two.
If the ant tribe breaks a leg, it will grow back in a few seconds.
"Li Lu of the Hu tribe, do you have any new methods?" Hafusheng of the ant tribe looked at the opponent. After confirming the power of the opponent's sword, he changed his fighting strategy and took the initiative to use his thick chest and back to resist the attack. Even a wound can be healed in the blink of an eye.
Li Lu remained silent and continued to attack.
Exerting sword skills with both palms is his best method. But Hafusheng's body was too tough and his recovery speed was too fast.
"If you don't have new methods, then you lose." Hafusheng grinned and took the initiative to meet him, resisting the palm knife with his body, and at the same time attacking again and again.
His small palms were like extremely sharp knives, making bloody wounds one after another on Li Lu's body.
"The physical body of a strong man can be used as a weapon, but the body of this ant tribe can be called a magical weapon." Xu Jingming could see clearly that when the fingertips of the ant tribe's palm scratched Li Lu's body, it was a wound.
Li Lu was forced to defend, half of his mind was on defense and half of his mind was on finding a way to win.
The two sides fought like crazy.
But it is obvious that even if Hafusheng of the ant tribe has some wounds, he will recover in the blink of an eye.
The wounds on Li Lu's body were much slower to recover. In the close range fight, one of Li Lu's eyes was scratched and blinded.
If you lose one eye, it will take about a minute to recover.
This long time was enough for the ants to gain many advantages, and Hafusheng took the opportunity to blind the opponent's other eye.
After six minutes of fighting and a small hole was blown out of his head, Li Lu shouted the words "I surrender".
This game is finally over.
The audience was quiet at first, and then cheered.
Many ants, bees and other ultra-small races were jumping in the audience, cheering enthusiastically.
"Champion."
"Hafusheng, champion."
The spectators of these ultra-small races were extremely excited. They vaguely saw the hope of the ant race to win the championship. Since the beginning of the Ten Thousand Races Competition, this is the first time that the ants have entered the main competition, and this time they are expected to win the championship. How could they not be excited?
"Lost." After Li Lu admitted defeat, he felt very depressed, "I lost this game. The possibility of me winning this competition is almost negligible."
According to previous experience, the winner is usually the winner.
Hafusheng of the ant tribe is becoming more and more confident: "As I expected, when the strength is close, if we fight head-on, the ant tribe will win."
In the player's box.
Xu Jingming watched Li Lu leave the field from a distance: "Li Lu was blind in both eyes. In the later stage, he relied on his senses to fight, and a hole was blasted out of his skull. If it were me, I could win. ”
Not sure!
The demon dragon-born Hunter Cloud and the gray elf clan Fu Jie, who were also in the contestants' box, also had serious expressions: "The body is indestructible, the recovery is amazingly fast, and his sharp claws are terrifyingly sharp. How can we defeat him?"
The Ant Tribe has a black shell layer on the back of its hands and sharp spikes on the tips of its fingers. They are simply natural weapons.
……
Time passes minute by minute.
Every game in the final round-robin competition is very fierce. Xu Jingming, Ha Fusheng of the ant tribe, Li Lu of the Gai tribe, Lieyun of the demon dragon tribe, Fu Jie of the gray elf tribe, none of them can give in, and they all try their best to win every moment. game victory.
"Hafu Chong of the Ant Tribe." What Xu Jingming is most concerned about is the battle between the Hafo Clan of the Ant Tribe.
The fourth game of the round robin, Hafusheng of the ant tribe faced Fu Jie of the gray elves.
In this game, Hafusheng won easily.
Fu Jie was inferior in attack and was unable to leave any wounds on Ha Fusheng. There was no suspense in the game, and Hafsheng won easily.
In the seventh game of the round robin, Hafusheng of the ant tribe faced off against the demon dragon descendant ‘Lie Yun’.
The demon dragon-born Lieyun was in the front and had just defeated Li Lu! This shows the strength of Lieyun. He is more than five meters tall. He is the strongest and fastest in the round-robin competition, and his fighting style is also extremely fierce.
But...
His fierceness hit a snag here in Hafusheng! Lieyun's ferocious attack only slightly injured Hafusheng.
In the end, Hafusheng blasted Demon Dragonborn Lieyun's chest with his fist and pierced the heart, forcing Lieyun to admit defeat.
“The seventh game of the ultimate round-robin competition is over, and the Hafos of the ant tribe won.” Pan Qiu, the host of the competition, entered the venue excitedly, “So far, the Hafos of the ants have fought three battles and won all three. ! ”
"The human race Jingming also fought two battles and won two victories."
"The demon dragon descendant Lieyun fought three battles, winning one and losing two."
"Li Lu of the Hu tribe fought three battles, winning one and losing two."
"Grey The Elf clan's Fu Jie also fought three battles and lost all three."
Pan Qiu, the host of the competition, said in a high voice, "In this competition, Lieyun, Li Lu, and Fu Jie are gone. The hope of winning the first place! Their number of wins cannot match that of the Ant Tribe.”
"So the eighth game will also be the last game of this competition. It will be between the human Jingming and the ant Hafusheng!"
"Whoever wins between them will directly win the championship of this competition. .”
The voice of Pan Qiu, the host of the competition, spread throughout the world of Wanzu through the broadcast.
......
In the world of all races, the audience of the human race and the audience of the ant race are all excited and crazy.
Countless ant tribesmen went crazy. They hugged each other, bumped their heads, and jumped around. They were excited and eager to look at the greatest strongman of their ant tribe—Hafusheng.
The joy of the human race is no less than that of the ant race.
"Master Jingming is going to challenge for the championship."
"In the ultimate round-robin competition, Master Jingming will win both games. Once he defeats the ants, he will directly win the championship of this competition."
“Our human race is actually trying to become the champion of the Ten Thousand Races Competition?”
The audiences from the seven human kingdoms couldn't believe what they saw. It was as unreal as a dream!
“We are very satisfied to be on the main competition field. But Master Jingming has reached the end as a warrior of the human race. As long as he wins one more game... Master Jingming will be the No. 1 of all races. One! ”
“I can’t believe it, I really can’t believe it.”
Countless human viewers were excited, watching the live broadcast with nervousness and anticipation, waiting for the final game to begin.
……
"Lord Jingming has finally come to the end." In the audience, Yu Yangwei, Ying, and Big Fatty Feng Ke all had complicated emotions. They had no hope, and finally saw their friend come to the end.
"Seize this opportunity, and if you win, you can go out."
"Jingming, we have no hope, you have to seize the opportunity." Yu Yangwei and the others thought.
At this moment, the millions of high-dimensional beings watching the game were in complicated moods, envious and jealous.
After all, one of Xu Jingming and Hafusheng must be leaving, and most of their higher-dimensional lives have lost hope.
...
Pan Qiu, the host of the competition, was also paying attention to the status of the two players. After confirming that the ant Hafusheng had completely recovered, he said excitedly: "The next step is the last game of this competition. ! Invite the two contestants to enter!"
Countless spectators cheered.
Amid the expectations of countless lives in the world of all races, two figures appeared in the arena.
Xu Jingming and Ha Fucheng faced each other from a distance.
"There is only one last battle left before we leave. I must win this battle." Hafusheng of the ant clan said silently.
Xu Jingming observed his opponent: "I must seize the opportunity. At the beginning of the next competition, the advantage of the ultra-small race will be greater. The longer the delay, the greater the variables! This is the time when I have the greatest hope. ! ”
The eyes of the two sides collided, and their minds and wills also collided, and they both felt the other's unshakable determination. (End of this chapter)