A large number of metal barrels grew out of his body. Yes, they grew.
His whole body is like a steel fort, looking full of danger.
Fort tactics!
A soul master strategy that sacrifices mobility to increase one's firepower to the limit.
The power that this tactic can exert on the battlefield is like a beast.
But on the competition stage
the space is too small, and due to mobility issues, it is necessary to aim at Yuan Gungun.
But Yuan Gungun looks very fat and his mobility should be very slow.
But that is not the case. After turning into a meat ball, Yuan Gungun's speed was comparable to that of agility attack type soul masters of the same level, and his speed was not slow at all.
Spinning and jumping, Yuan Gungun was covered by He Caitou's vitality and quickly approached his opponent. In the blink of an eye, he was within fifty meters of He Caitou.
Why was he so fast, and he rushed directly towards my cannonball without dodging.
You must know that my soul guide cannon is level six. A normal soul emperor will be seriously injured even if he takes a hit, but when he comes to Yuan Gungun, he can only see that his skin is slightly charred. .
It returned to normal in the blink of an eye.
It can be said that the damage is there, but not high.
Yuan Gungun's huge body was like a bulldozer, approaching rapidly with an unstoppable momentum.
Every step he took made the competition platform tremble slightly and raised a cloud of dust.
Twenty meters is just a blink of an eye for an agile soul master.
He Caitou's heart rang with alarm bells, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.
While controlling the soul turret and aiming the muzzle at Yuan Gungun, he was anxiously thinking about countermeasures.
"Don't let him get close! Absolutely not!" He Caitou shouted in his heart. He knew that once Yuan Gungun got close, he would have no chance of winning.
He has seen Yuan Gungun's power before, and it is absolutely crushing.
However, although the Soul Guidance Turret is powerful, its mobility is extremely poor.
If you want to move this behemoth, you must first release the soul guidance state, otherwise you will not be able to move at all.
"What should I do? What should I do?"
He Caitou's heart beat violently, as if it was about to pop out of his chest. He watched Yuan Gungun getting closer and closer to him, fifteen meters, ten meters...
In the audience, Han Yu's lips curved into a confident smile. He naturally saw He Caitou's predicament at this moment, and thought to himself: "He Caitou, you are destined to lose!"
Ning Tian noticed Han Yu's smile and asked with some confusion: "Han Yu , What are you laughing at?"
Han Yu turned to look at Ning Tian and said in a relaxed tone: "It's nothing, I just think we will win this game."
"We will definitely win. "Ning Tian was even more confused. In her opinion, He Caitou's soul-guided turret was so powerful that it might not be easy for Yuan Gungun to win.
Several other people also looked puzzled. Only Long Aotian and Qiu'er seemed to have seen some clues.
Han Yu smiled slightly and explained:
“Although He Caitou is the best soul engineer in Shrek Academy, he is facing the elite of the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy.
In terms of the level of soul guides, there is still a big gap between Caitou and them."
"Furthermore, Caitou's own martial soul has no offensive power. What he is best at is. Use soul guides to carry out long-range attacks.
Once he gets close, he will be unable to fight back. ”
Ning Tian suddenly realized that she realized that He Caitou's seemingly powerful soul guidance turret actually had such a fatal weakness.
At this moment, Yuan Gungun had rushed to a place less than ten meters away from He Caitou. His legs suddenly exerted force, and they shot out like cannonballs. His huge fists caught the strong wind and hit the cabbage head hard.
As expected, just when Han Yu finished these words, Yuan Gungun had already approached He Caitou.
Yuan Gungun was extremely fast and rushed to a place less than ten meters away from Caitou in the blink of an eye.
He stamped his feet suddenly, and several cracks opened in the ground, and powerful force was transmitted to his legs. The muscles in his legs were tense, like springs compressed to the extreme, suddenly releasing amazing power.
Yuan Gungun's body ejected like a cannonball, bringing up a gust of wind that made He Caitou's clothes rustle.
He raised his huge fist high, with veins popping out on his fist, which contained a huge amount of power.
The whistling wind of the fist was like the roar of a ferocious beast, hitting He Caitou's head hard.
Before He Caitou even had time to react, he was hit by this powerful force. His vision went dark and he lost consciousness.
When he used the meat and egg impact, the game was declared over.
Although it seems so simple, in fact this has a big problem with Yuan Gungun's martial arts advantage.
After he cultivated to the Soul Emperor level, both his collision power and defense power became top-notch.
He Caitou looks tall and big, but in fact his defense is very weak.
After being hit by Yuan Gungun several times, his soul shield could not hold it at all, and he was directly pressed under him by Yuan Gungun, and he fainted.
“Caitou!”
Beibei stood up suddenly, rushed to the edge of the ring in three steps and looked at the pale He Caitou worriedly. He bit his lips tightly, the anger and powerlessness in his heart intertwined, almost burning his whole body.
“Referee, we admit defeat.”
Beibei’s voice was low and hoarse, but it spread clearly throughout the entire competition field.
The referee nodded and announced the result of Shrek Academy's first defeat.
Bupo Douluo also ducked to the center of the ring and stopped Yuan Gungun from continuing to attack.
Yuan Gungun muttered a few words with some dissatisfaction, but still obediently stepped aside.
After a brief silence, a figure walked out of Shrek Academy again.
The figure is tall and slender, with a look of determination on his face. He is none other than Beibei, the captain of the Shrek team.
Originally, Beibei wanted Jiang Nannan to appear.
However, Jiang Nannan's attack power is relatively weak, and it is difficult to cause substantial damage to Yuan Gungun, who has amazing defense power.
"I won't go into details about the rules. If you understand, just back off." The referee's voice was steady and powerful, echoing over the competition stage.
Beibei took a deep breath and slowly stepped back. Every step was like stepping on the heart of the ring, calm and firm.
His eyes never left Yuan Gungun, his deep pupils reflected the tall and burly figure of his opponent, like a lion ready to attack, waiting for the best opportunity to attack.
Yuan Gungun also retreated. His huge body seemed extremely light as he retreated. His mountain-like momentum did not weaken at all. Instead, he continued to accumulate with his steps, waiting for the moment to explode. .
The distance between the two gradually widened, and there was an invisible pressure in the air, like a taut string that might break at any time. The noise in the audience gradually subsided, and everyone's eyes were focused on the ring, holding their breath, waiting for the start of this battle between dragons and tigers.
"Come on Snow Demon Sect!"
"Defeat Shrek!"
Suddenly, waves of deafening shouts came from the audience, breaking the stage. peaceful.
"Your Highness, why don't we stop it? The masses are so blatantly supporting the Snow Demon Sect. If this reaches the ears of Shrek's senior officials, I'm afraid we will be in big trouble."
Orange whispered behind Xu Tianran, with a hint of worry in his tone.
A glint flashed in Xu Tianran's eyes and he laughed softly:
"This is a spontaneous action by the people and has nothing to do with us. We are just watching the game. As long as there are no problems in the game , the people can support whichever side they want."
"What do you think, Imperial Master?" Xu Tianran said, turning to look at the person shrouded in black robes.
“Jie Jie Jie, His Highness is right. Which team the people like to support is their own idea.”
The person known as the National Preceptor said sadly, "Although we are the organizer, we can't forcefully disturb other people's ideas, right?"
"Master, what do you think?" Xu Tianran added. His eyes turned to Jing Hongchen.
Jing Hongchen smiled slightly, stroked his beard with his hand, nodded, and said:
"I don’t think there is any problem. This is the home ground of our Sun and Moon Empire. The people don’t like Shi "Lake, it shows that they are patriotic, I believe Shrek's senior leaders will understand."
Xu Tianran nodded slightly and turned his attention back to the competition stage.
He looked at the two people fighting fiercely on the stage, with a playful smile on his lips, turned to Jing Hongchen and said:
"And even if they don't understand, so what, it's just a game, they are not It’s Shrek from before.”
He paused, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.
Jing Hongchen nodded and interjected: "Your Highness, it is hard to say whether they can enter the semi-finals of this competition."
Jing Hongchen picked up the teacup on the table. , took a sip lightly, and continued: "Under such a record, I believe that even if they are dissatisfied, they can only eat this bitter pill."
Xu Tianran was stunned for a moment, then saw a meaningful smile on Jing Hongchen's face.
He asked in confusion: "Why is the hall master so confident that Shrek cannot enter the semi-finals?"
He frowned slightly, as if thinking of something, and then asked: "Is it difficult? Isn’t this Snow Demon Sect very powerful?”
Jing Hongchen did not answer Xu Tianran’s question directly, but smiled slightly and asked: “Didn’t your Highness watch the previous game?”
Xu Tianran sat up straight and said seriously:
"I've watched it. I've watched every game. The Snow Demon Sect is very strong, but if you want to win Shrek for sure, is it too early to tell?"
He recalled the scene when he watched the game before, and he still thought that the strength of Shrek Academy should not be underestimated.
When Jing Hongchen heard this, the smile on his face became even bigger. He said slowly:
"It's not early at all. Your Highness, just keep watching. A surprise will happen."< br>
After saying that, he stopped talking and just watched the battle quietly on the stage, with an inexplicable light shining in his eyes.
Xu Tianran didn't want to say anything more when he saw Hongchen in the mirror, and he didn't ask any more questions. He just turned his eyes to the competition stage again, and he was even more looking forward to the outcome of this competition.
Other people around also turned their attention to the competition stage, wanting to witness the result of this game with their own eyes.
At this time, Yuan Gungun and Beibei had already started fighting on the competition stage.
After obtaining the fourth, fifth, and sixth soul skills, Yuan Gungun no longer relies on turning into a meat ball to improve his attack ability in battle.
His fighting style has also been greatly changed.
I saw that his body was flexible, no longer as bulky as before, but more swift and powerful.
Yuan Gungun's body came to a place two meters away from Beibei, fighting closely with Beibei's strong body.
The fight between the two did not have any fancy skills, only fist-to-flesh fighting.
Yuan Gungun waved his fists, each attack carrying a huge force, as if he was going to tear Beibei apart.
Beibei relied on his strong strength and defense to take Yuan Gungun's attack.
The two moved very quickly and had been fighting for more than ten rounds back and forth.
Every collision made a deafening sound, and the surrounding air seemed to be torn apart by their power.
Amidst the violent roar, the two figures intertwined. The next moment, Yuan Gungun grunted and stepped back a few steps as if he had been hit by a giant hammer.
He felt a strong electric current rushing into his body, and his muscles all over his body spasmed. The soreness and numbness made him almost unable to hold the weapon in his hand.
Stabilizing his body, Yuan Gungun raised his head and looked to the opposite side, his eyes full of fear.
Beibei still stood there, with a faint smile on his lips, and electric light flashed and crackled around him.
"How come this person has thunder attributes?"
Yuan Gungun thought to himself, and an uneasy feeling surged into his heart. The defensive power he was proud of seemed to have lost its effect in the face of the lightning attribute.
Every collision was like experiencing a torture, and the numbness continued to erode his body.
In the dozen or so rounds they had just fought, he had been tortured unspeakably by the lightning on Beibei's body.
Every collision was accompanied by a stinging pain, and the numbness of thunder and lightning made his movements slow, making it difficult for him to exert his full strength.
"I'm afraid I'm going to lose if this continues."
Yuan Gungun took a deep breath and tried to calm down the surging energy and blood in his body.
He shook his numb right hand, his palm already slightly red.
Sweat rolled down his forehead and slid across the corners of his eyes, causing a slight sting, but he had no time to care.
In the audience, Han Yu's eyes were always locked on Yuan Gungun. When she saw Yuan Gungun's movements getting slower and slower, and his right hand even started to tremble slightly, her heart tightened, knowing that she could not go on like this.
"That's enough, Gungun, come down. He's restraining you a little. If you continue to fight, it will be thankless."
Although Han Yu's voice was not loud, it came through clearly. into Yuan Gungun's ears.
Hearing Han Yu's voice, Yuan Gungun was shaken. His strong self-esteem made him want to continue fighting, but his reason told him that Han Yu was right.
He raised his head and glanced at Han Yu in the spectator seats, his eyes full of unwillingness, and finally nodded to express his understanding.
Yuan Gungun took a deep breath, turned his eyes to the referee, raised his right hand with difficulty, and said: "Referee, I admit defeat!"
"Wow!"
The sudden admission of defeat made the originally noisy scene The competition venue fell silent for an instant, and then all kinds of discussions and questions surged like waves, making the entire venue extremely noisy. (End of this chapter)