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Su Zhe's red eyes locked Wang Dong tightly. As he turned into a giant, his speed increased instead of decreasing and rushed towards Wang Dong: "The god said, I want you to die!"

"I don't know..." Wang Dong's eyes shrank, and his right hand fist swung hard, blocking Su Zhe's lower cheating. "At the same time, Wang Dong's foot stepped on the ground, and a tornado was spinning, and he fiercely printed his right foot on Su Zhe's abdomen.

"Gum..." Su Zhe made a muffled sound and flew out with his stomach.

"...I don't know any god." Wang Dong gently wiped his nose, looked at Su Zhe with a chuckling face, and said, "So, he told me to die, I won't die."

"You are not allowed to insult God!" Su Zhe roared and climbed up from the ground, and pounced towards Wang Dong again.

"I have a lot of strength, but I can't use it at all." Wang Dong turned sideways to avoid Su Zhe's collision and commented leisurely: "Although the speed has accelerated, your speed can actually be ten times faster than now, and it fails."

"Ahhhh!" Su Zhe shouted frantically, and then pounced towards Wang Dong again with anger on his face. His fists were as dense and rapid as raindrops, and he shouted, "Die, die, die!"

"The body's strength is too weak, so even if you use this kind of clothing to enhance your own strength, you can't control it." Wang Dong quickly blocked Su Zhe's fist with his hands, while commenting without changing his face: "It's like giving the King's technology to a bronze player. But the bronze consciousness is always the bronze consciousness."

"Damn it, hate it, hate it, hate it!" Su Zhe's emotions became more and more excited. He suddenly stopped attacking and then roared suddenly: "Four Poles and One Star Uniform! Final Form!"

"There is also a second-stage transformation?" Wang Dong raised his eyebrows, then jumped to a position five or six meters away from Su Zhe in three or two. He touched his chin and looked at Su Zhe's transformation, muttering: "You are still one time to transform to the point of the [be--] sand."

A second later, the golden patterns on Su Zhe's uniform quickly gathered towards his hands and head, and then in just three seconds, a golden helmet and two giant golden boxing gloves were worn on Su Zhe.

"I'll go, I've been fucking for a long time and it turns out you're still a boxer?" Wang Dong raised his brows, but Su Zhe did not answer his words, but instead came directly with a murderous right straight punch.

"Fire Flames Return to the Sky!" Wang Dong released a flame Return to the Sky with a calm expression on the spot - the seniors said it well, why do you have to fight with defensive skills, right?

"Gu..." Su Zhe felt his fist as if he had hit a rotating ball with all his strength. The rotation force made his right hand tremble.

Su Zhe knew that if he continued to stalemate like this, once the strength of his right hand disappeared, he would be implicated by the rotating force in front of him and turned into a twisted towel.

With a "swish", Su Zhe jumped away from behind with a small jump, but he did not give up. Instead, he suddenly hit the ground with a straight right punch that was like a popular fall.

Accompanied by a deafening sound, with Su Zhe's right straight punch as the center, the distance around him within ten meters turned into a deep pit.

"Oh, I actually used this method to crack my flames and return to the sky?" Wang Dong raised his eyebrows - it seems that it is necessary to consider the issue of floating when using flames to return to the sky in the future.

"Diet!" Su Zhe roared, and his hands slapped Wang Dong's head like a afterimage. For Su Zhe, who was four meters tall, the size of his hands was probably much larger than Wang Dong's head.

Unfortunately, Su Zhe's hands just met in the air, and then made a crisp "pop" sound. The scene was like slapping a mosquito, resulting in a gorgeous S-shaped movement of the mosquito avoiding his hands.

"Flame Blade!" Wang Dong shouted softly, and his hands cut out two fan-shaped trajectories from bottom to top like pushing a door. His left hand tangled towards Su Zhe's right hand, and his right hand tangled towards Su Zhe's left hand.

"Ah~!!!" Su Zhe screamed, and two extremely smooth cross-sections appeared on his wrists.

"Dong--" Su Zhe's hands and the two huge golden fists fell to the ground weakly, making a muffled sound like an iron block falling to the ground.

However, after the pair of iron-like hands landed on the ground, for a tight time, the golden boxing gloves wrapped around their hands quickly collapsed and disappeared in the air. Su Zhe's hands, who had lost their boxing gloves, quickly returned to their original size.

"Sure enough, your body shape changes are indeed related to your clothing." Wang Dong looked at Su Zhe's hands, who had returned to normal size, and said with a sneer.

"Damn...Damn...You...You actually..." Su Zhe looked at the smooth cut on his wrist with a broken face, and couldn't help but tremble all over his body - trembling in despair.

"Unforgivable...Unforgivable..." Su Zhe looked at Wang Dong with a broken face, muttering these two words constantly - suddenly, he made an action that shocked Wang Dong.

Su Zhe suddenly raised his hands and stared at the wound on his wrist. Because Wang Dong cut it with a flame blade, the wound was burned and healed by the flame blade's flame at the moment of incision. Su Zhe suddenly opened his mouth and stuffed the wrist of his right hand into his mouth and bit it desperately.

A large piece of flesh and blood was immediately pulled down by Su Zhe, and the blood rushed out wildly with the broken wound! Su Zhe used the same trick again and bit his left wrist hard.

This time, both of his wrists began to bleed wildly.

"Hahahaha..." Su Zhe laughed so hard that he laughed. While laughing, he still smeared the red suit on his body with the wound on his wrist: "Do you think I can't do anything like this? It's too naive...too naive...too naive...too dead, die..."

It seemed that the blood that Su Zhe applied was resonating with the red suit, and the golden patterns on the red suit once again spread to Su Zhe's wrist.

A few seconds later, two golden gloves appeared on Su Zhe's hands again.

"Did you see it? This is God's grace!" Su Zhe looked at the golden fist gloves on his hands and said with a pious look: "God gave me the power to kill you!"

"I can cut you off once, and I can cut you off the second time." Wang Dong looked at Su Zhe with a cold face, then stepped on the ground with his right foot and appeared behind Su Zhe in an instant.

Wang Dong stepped on Su Zhe's back and came to his vest, then half-squatted down and held Su Zhe's left shoulder with his left hand and his right hand.

"This time I will tear your hands off and see how you recover." Wang Dong sneered, and twisted Su Zhe's arms with both hands.

"call--"

At this moment, a rapid sound of breaking through the air forced Wang Dong to stop his behavior and jumped off Su Zhe.

However, even if Wang Dong jumped down from Su Zhe, the flying attack actually turned into a turning direction in the air that completely violated the laws of physics, and then hit Wang Dong's body with a "bang".

"Damn!" Wang Dong exclaimed, and his legs rubbed two deep marks on the ground to stabilize his body shape.

He looked at the thing attacking him in surprise - it was Su Zhe's fist!

"I'll go, love is not repairing the fists, but using that clothes to create a full set?" Wang Dong twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at Su Zhe's pair of fists that looked like a rope pulling back.

This is a pair of rocket punches!

"Losing hands has made me stronger. These are all God's will, and these are God's gifts!" Su Zhe held his fists in his chest and prayed with a pious look on his face: "And now, I will use God's gifts to kill you, the sinner who insults God!"

After saying that, Su Zhe suddenly swung his right hand back, then used the muscle pulling force to swing his right hand forward with all his strength, and the huge golden fist gloves immediately shot towards Wang Dong like shells.

"It's useless." Wang Dong let out a breath, then his eyes narrowed, and his right foot stepped hard behind him, forming a fulcrum to support his body. Wang Dong swung his right fist heavily, "Divine Light Break!"

The next second, Mars hit the Earth.

Su Zhe's right fist and Wang Dong's right fist suddenly collided. After a brief collision, Su Zhe's fist was like a tire full of air being blown up by a needle, and a "touch" burst.

"It seems that your fist is just like that." Wang Dong sneered, then he pressed his left foot and shot his body like a bullet at Su Zhe.

"The last punch, let's end this battle." In less than a second, Wang Dong had already brought it under Su Zhe's body. His right foot stomped on the ground and his body was completely empty.

With a distance of three meters, Wang Dong had already reached the horizontal line at the same height as Su Zhe's chest. Looking at Su Zhe's chest, Wang Dong slowly breathed out and pressed his fist outside his heart: "Two-weight inch strength. Fight against elbow strike."
Chapter completed!