Anvil's face was full of humiliation. You must know that both of them are at the ninth level of peak strength, and his own muscle and bone demon is still the type that mainly strengthens the physical body.

In the same level, Anvil has never lost in terms of physical fitness, but now he was completely defeated by Wei Wuwu?

How strong is his physical fitness?

Just when the Huazi in his mouth was about to be ignited by the flames...

The shadow of a railway track appeared under Wei Wuwang's feet.

Ye Weiyang said anxiously: "Be careful!"

However, it was already too late. The demonic image of the chariot instantly appeared on the railway track and crashed forward with an unstoppable attitude.

Wei Wuwang instinctively grabbed the anvil and blocked it in front of him.

"Bang!"

The anvil was smashed into pulp on the spot, and the ripples of power crushed the flower into a cigarette butt.

Wei Wuwang was seen staring, his hands firmly pressed against the front shovel of the chariot, and his arms turned into claws covered in pitch-black bone armor.

However, the terrifying impact still caused him to bleed all over, and his whole body was pushed out by the shadow of the chariot. A trench was dug in the ruins, and sparks flew into the sky.

He was stunned to deflect the direction of the chariot's charge, avoiding the frontal charge of the chariot at the cost of his arm being smashed into pulp.

The shattered arm quickly recovered, and Wei Wuwang tilted his head and spit out the cigarette butt that exploded into eight petals.

I can’t smoke this little cigarette, right?

I saw two blue veins popping up on Wei Wuwang's forehead:

"If you don't let me smoke, I will smoke you!"

"Demonization? Sky-eating Demon!"

There was no steaming demonic energy, no unparalleled burst of momentum, and even the slightest energy fluctuation could not be felt outside Wei Wuwang's body.

His body began to specialize, and in the blink of an eye he transformed into a demonic form covered in pitch-black bone armor.

The face is covered with white bone armor, and the bone horns on the top of the head are soaring into the sky. A faint blue light shines in the gaps between the bone armor.

Even a pair of magic eyes is clear blue.

He is only less than 1.9 meters tall and does not look too threatening. However, Wei Wuwang in the form of the Heaven-Eating Demon has a strong sense of power. It seems that there is no more perfect physique in the world.

The moment he completed his form transformation, Wei Wuwang disappeared from the spot.

At the same time, Wei Wuwang's iron fist hit the top of the chariot demon statue like a meteorite, and the terrifying impact crushed everything around it.

Just like an armor-piercing bullet, it actually carved out cracks in the heavy armor of the chariot golem.

I saw Wei Wuwang's eyes full of rage, his iron fist falling like rain, his punch speed was beyond the limit of what the naked eye could detect, and the power of each punch was enough to crack the earth and shatter the sky.

The students in the canopy barrier had their eyes bulging.

Damn it!

Wei Wuwang took action against the tenth-level executive officer?

Or the kind that initiates an attack?

So cool?

Is he even more awesome than Sister-in-law Ren Jie?

The snowy owl swallowed: "Hiss~ It's so fast, is it teleporting?"

Qianliu shook his head, swallowed and said:

"It's either teleportation, or the abnormal speed caused by the terrifying physical fitness, which is beyond everyone's reaction. It looks like teleportation!"

"Teacher Wei is also a demon-contractor? Can the physical fitness of a ninth-level strongman really reach such a perverted level? Speaking of which...why doesn't he use his skills outside and just fight hand-to-hand?"

Wu Li's eyes were full of shock:

"It's not that Teacher Wei doesn't want to show off his skills, it's that he simply doesn't have the ability."

"His body is like a black hole that can never be filled. Any form of energy or impact will be swallowed up by his body and in turn used to strengthen the body..."

Because of this characteristic, Wei Wuwang was destined to only take the path of close combat, but he was also destined to reach the pinnacle on this path.

Ye Weiyang's scalp was numb: "Wei Wuwang... everyone who knows him calls him the immortal Wuwang tyrant!"

"It is said that he can fight against powerful men of tenth level at the ninth level, and even has the record of killing tenth level demons. I saw it today."

"I once guarded the border defense line alone for nearly three days, and the demonic tide that could be overcome by just one person was unable to break through. Not a single demon was allowed to cross the border. When support arrived, what I saw was an endless mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood."

"I also went deep into the Dantian Demon Realm to kill demons. Everyone thought he died in the Demon Realm, but he came back alive. No one knew what he did in the Demon Realm. But since then, the Tarot Cards

Call him the immortal and innocent tyrant..."

"Fighting for three thousand miles and being able to serve as a million warriors may seem like a beautiful fantasy to others, but he has actually accomplished it. He is even known as the ninth-level strongest warrior in the human race."

If it weren't for hearing that the leader of this year's third team was Wei Wuwang, Ye Weiyang might have had to wait another year.

The reason why most students have never heard of Wei Wuwang is because he has lived in seclusion over the years and has never done anything sensational.

Chu Sheng swallowed: "It sounds quite strong, but no matter how strong it is, it is only the strongest in the ninth level. There is still an essential gap between it and the powerful ones..."

"Although Chariot has been cursed by Brother Qian, his abilities are not ordinary troubles. Can Instructor Wei really defeat him?"

Ye Weiyang narrowed her eyes and said:

"You don't need to pass the fight. If you can hold the chariot, you've already won, right?"

"boom!"

There was an explosion, and the chariot demon statue was smashed to pieces by Wei Wuhuashengsheng with his iron fist.

Then he turned his fist into a palm and pressed it directly on the chariot's cheek.

With a "pop" sound, Cha Cha's face was twisted by Wei Wuwu, and his head was driven hard into the ruins.

"boom!"

Terrifying power burst out, and the ruins that had just stopped collapsing actually collapsed three floors downward again, reaching the 403rd floor.

As the ruins loosened during the collapse, more and more demons crawled out of the ruins.

Eighth-level and ninth-level are everywhere!

Fortunately it didn't collapse too deep, otherwise tenth-level demons would emerge.

The rails flashed, the chariot suddenly disappeared under Wei Wuwang's fist, and the chariot demon was rebuilt.

There was also a bright red palm print on his face, and veins were beating on his forehead.

Wei Wuwang narrowed his eyes and waved his palms:

"It turns out that smoking an executive...is no better than smoking..."

Chariot's facial features gradually became distorted: "If I hadn't been penetrated by that unlucky guy, how could I have been caught by you?"

"The chariot... will never stop moving forward until it reaches its destination!"

"You...are an obstacle on my way forward...!"

"And the obstruction...needs to be removed!"

"Infinite acceleration? Out of control!"

On the extended train tracks, the chariot began to accelerate crazily, its power surged, and this acceleration seemed to have no end.

If the speed is greatly out of control, it will continue to accelerate until the body of the chariot cannot bear the speed and disintegrate.

Of course, Wei Wuwang would not stand on the railroad tracks and be hit by him, so he ducked and tried to avoid the railroad tracks.

But the strange thing is that no matter where Wei Wuwang dodges, there is always the shadow of the railway track under his feet, and his direction is always the direction of the chariot's charge.
Chapter completed!