Chapter 342: Swallowing the Sky Eclipse [Thanks to the leader of the Great Star of the Abyss Fierce Sun Sect]
Strong airflow roared past. No, it was not an "airflow".
With the hotel building as the center, three-color ring-shaped flame waves burst out in circles, roaring and sweeping around.
Those flame waves are golden, black, and bloody red, but most of all, the three colors are mixed together at the same time.
Wherever they passed, the atmosphere instantly evaporated and burned, the ambient temperature rose rapidly, and the flowing fire filled everywhere, causing the buildings near the hotel to show signs of melting.
Considering the location of the battle, both Song Shi and Huang Hao were deliberately restraining their destructive power.
But as [Dayuan], who is best at wide-area attacks, and both have reached the third ring, [Control], the aftermath of their fight still caused the area within a radius of hundreds of meters to turn into Pure scorched earth purgatory.
Those modern creations made of steel and concrete, in the face of the scorching light of the sun and the violent scourge, are not stronger than butter, and they burn and melt easily.
Standing at the outermost edge of the battlefield, the gathered officers of all ranks took action in unison, signaling the onlookers to step back a bit while intercepting the spreading aftermath.
Just the "aftermath".
In the center of the battlefield, where the hotel once belonged, a large pit appeared.
Huang Hao punched out with his fist, knocking down the dark blade.
His clenched five fingers showed a brass-like color, and flowed with golden light like water satin. They were indestructible, and even the sharp blade could not cut through them.
Every time he punches, the ground will light up with a spherical golden light with a radius of three meters that is condensed into substance. It is a compressed and solidified [burning light]. With the frequency of Huang Hao’s punches, , looking down from the sky at this moment, I saw a series of spherical golden lights flashing on the ground, almost forming a line!
Chucha, the crisp trembling sound of broken glass, comes in an endless stream.
That was the sound of [Scorched Earth] being beaten to pieces. The punch that enveloped the sun was so strong and dense that even Scorched Earth's reorganization speed couldn't keep up.
——But the one who really can’t hold on any longer is himself!
Because in the shattered scorched earth, the opponent was holding a sharp blade, and was not losing any ground. He was using the blade to punch, and the punch was strong and powerful. One more minute.
The opponent's [Rendering] is always tampering with the properties of "Scorching Light" so that it can be easily ignited and burned by fire. However, under the effect of [Lighting Fire], those whose properties have been tampered with are turned into firewood and burned. The scorching light will in turn help the opponent's [Disaster Flame] invasion sweep across.
Every moment, oneself is weakening and the other party is strengthening.
My current fist posture is not so much like the magnificent sun, but more like blowing a breath into a candle that is about to be extinguished, keeping it burning, or even burning brighter than usual.
But there is a limit to this breath.
If you fail to defeat the opponent when your boxing power is still at its peak, then you will definitely lose.
He slashed out and collided with the fist. Before the two sides could completely stabilize the aftermath of the previous blow, they slashed and blasted again.
"Very good. No, very good."
Amid the torment of misfortune and scorching light, Song Shi expressed heartfelt praise.
“——Of all the great sources I have met so far, you can be ranked in the top twenty, no, the top fifteen.”
Including past lives.
The other party's talent and temperament are also very strong.
With [Rendering] and [Liaoyuan] blessed by [Practical Heart], they were unable to let the misfortune devour each other instantly. But after being hit by such a strong disaster, the other party's mind is still in a relatively stable state.
He truly deserves to be the seed of this generation of the Beiting Defense Front
——But that’s the end of it.
Song Shi extinguished two fires.
Huang Hao suddenly raised his head.
Powerful spiritual energy fluctuations suddenly bloomed, turning the already raging disaster into an unprecedented huge wave with a majestic and unmatched gesture.
——The opponent still has some energy left!
No, after fighting all the way here, Huang Hao could feel that the opponent must still have some strength left, but how much of the opponent's total [fire] could he recover half of his spiritual energy reserves at once?
The normal third ring [Dayuan], this number is eight.
Then, Huang Hao slowly frowned. As if he guessed what he was thinking, Song Shixu knocked, one, two, three. Red-gold light clusters quietly appeared, like satellites guarding stars, slowly circling.
Twenty pieces in total.
Twenty-eight pieces are counted
counted by the other party.
Huang Hao's state of mind also had ripples at this moment.
"How amazing." The man shook his head slightly: "Your psychic energy reserve has reached this level."
As a psyker whose psychic skills are derived from the image of the "sun" and who has attained the title of "Fire Sun", his psychic abilities have always been famous for his grandeur. With [Mingyang Yiqi], his psychic energy reserves are extremely abundant, almost Never encountered a dry situation.
Can each other.
That itself is a very large spiritual energy reserve, coupled with a full twenty fire seeds. If you say that you are "abundant", then the other party is absolutely "majestic".
The strength of a psyker, of course, lies not only in the reserve of psionic energy, but also in psionic skills, combat consciousness, practical skills, will, and even the right time, place and people. These can all affect combat power. It is by no means simple. than size.
A psyker who can possess this "majestic" psychic reserve.
It's the other party.
"Nandou. Song Shi."
As Huang Hao recited this name, the surprise in his mind disappeared.
The man raised his eyes and stared at the young man in front of him.
“I can’t believe that a monster like you would emerge from a corporate alliance.”
"Can you remove the four words "Enterprise Alliance"?" Song Shi was startled, and then said in a loud voice: "I am Zheng Zongdong"
"Song Shi! The last punch!"
Huang Hao's pupils shone with golden light, and he swallowed the bright sun on his lips. He suddenly shouted: "——The victory or defeat of this battle depends on it!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
With every roar, there is a layer of [Yao Yang] disintegrating and shattering.
It sounded six times in a row, shattering six layers of sunlight.
With the momentum of breaking the cauldron and sinking the boat, Huang Hao raised one hand, stretched out the five fingers of the other hand, and tightened it suddenly.
Tonight is dazzling as never before, and a "scorching sun" flowing with golden fire suddenly rises——
All the remaining spiritual energy is burned into this "scorching sun" at the same time!
In the wind and light, Huang Hao punched.
In the eyes of the onlookers, there were no so-called punching figures on the battlefield. They only saw a scorching "sun" that fell forward like the sun setting over the sea.
It fell very slowly, and everyone could clearly capture the falling trajectory. But when this clear consciousness wanted to be transmitted to the body and let the body react, they discovered that they could not move. Every bit.
A rolling heat wave hits our face.
In the next moment, in the dead silence that seemed to have burned out the sound, the pitch-black flames went against the trend, remained stagnant for a few moments, and then completely engulfed the Yanyang.
After a long time, the infinitely dazzling fire finally gradually dissipated.
Qi.
Huang Hao still maintained his punching posture.
On his neck, a straight blade that had faded away from the flames of disaster quietly resisted.
"It's quite fun." Song Shi smiled sincerely: "Thank you."
(End of this chapter)