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Chapter 615, The True God King

Fists and feet collide, fighting in the air!

Click! Like a bolt of lightning piercing the space, the sonorous roar was sharp and ear-piercing! The violent offensive momentum of Tu Qingcang and the God King suddenly stopped at this moment. The two terrifying forces entangled and surged with each other at the point of impact, and then followed each other.

The limbs are swept backwards.

Tu Qingcang groaned as if he was struck by lightning, and his tightly clenched fists were forcefully shaken open. Not only was the momentum of the attack suppressed, but his body was also blasted into the air. He cleverly took advantage of the situation and flipped around in mid-air, but managed to control his body and landed awkwardly.

After that, he once again retreated more than ten steps uncontrollably, removing the power exerted by the God King, but...

Tick...

Scarlet blood seeped out along the gaps in the stainless steel gloves, gathered at the fingertips and dripped onto the grass. His thick arms were shaking uncontrollably, and the severe pain stimulated the nerves. Tu Qingcang's cheeks twitched,

He clenched his teeth tightly, and if it wasn't for his amazing perseverance, he might have moaned.

The blast just now... didn't sound like hitting flesh at all, but a solid steel plate. The force of the shock probably cracked the bones of both hands and arms, and the bursts of pain were like needle pricks irritating Tu Qingcang's body.

nerve.

The God King was also shocked by the force and landed with a crash. Although he only took four steps back, deep footprints were left in front of him. This shows how powerful Tu Qingcang's bombardment just now was, and it had no impact on him.

Small.

The stormy offensive finally came to a standstill. Tu Qingcang's chest heaved violently, his hollow nostrils were breathing heavily, his arms were shaking without stopping, and blood dripped from his ten fingertips.

but……

"No wonder, ridiculous, pitiful!" Tu Qingcang's bloodshot eyes stared coldly at the God King, and said something incomprehensible. His rough voice was like the breathing of a wild beast, filled with a strong aura of danger.

The God King greeted Tu Qingcang's taunt with indifference: "Go on!! Let me see how long you can hold on!"

"Continue? Now I suddenly feel pathetic again. God King, as a warrior, I feel sad for you! We are both emperor-level warriors, but you are much worse than Qikas back then!" Tu Qingcang's eyes fell.

On the right arm of the God King, and then on his right leg, a few sneers appeared on the corners of the bleeding mouth. "Is this the so-called transformation, the so-called emperor level?"

The God King's indifferent eyes finally showed a slight change, as if he was touched by the pain deep in his heart. A sharp flash passed through his eyes. The left hand behind his back was slowly clenched, and there was a crunching sound of bones rubbing against the skin.

The dense wounds oozed blood due to excessive squeezing, and the pain stimulated the nerves and the brain.

He rarely had violent mood swings! But facing Tu Qingcang's sarcastic sneer, he couldn't calm down.

Tu Qingcang's eyes continued to move on the God King's right arm and leg: "It seems that Skynet and its mechanical experts have actually made you such a real prosthetic limb. Let me guess what material it is made of, fine steel?

Tungsten? Titanium alloy? The flexibility and performance are also good. Is it a high-tech product? What electronic equipment does it contain?"

"What are you talking about?"

"What am I talking about?" Tu Qingcang smiled: "The majestic God King also has a guilty conscience. No matter what I say, you know best in your heart!! Your left leg, left arm... prosthesis!!"

Prosthetic limb?? Yes, it is a prosthetic limb!!

Tu Qingcang's offensive was like a crazed beast, wild and ferocious. His fists, wrists, elbows and knees were all equipped with spikes made of tungsten gold. Each violent bombardment was extremely powerful, enough to blast through steel plates.

But the strange thing is that every time the God King blocks, it seems easy, and he can always easily resist the tungsten iron fist. If this can be explained by strength, then... why are there no wounds? Except that the clothes are tattered, they can't be found.

There were signs of blood, and every time there was a collision, the sound was always a little abnormal.

At the beginning, Tu Qingcang didn't think too much about this. He was immersed in the fanatical battle against the emperor-level powerhouse. After four or five minutes, the God King's attitude of only defending but not attacking, and his safe and sound posture, used too much

Frequent movements of his right hand and right foot gradually aroused his suspicion.

The full-force explosion, full-force bombardment, sonorous sound and counter-shock force just now finally verified his idea!! He was 100% sure that the God King's right arm and right leg had steel frame guards.

, or... it's a prosthetic limb at all!

"The roaring commander of the God of War, the powerful Skynet Emperor, is so depressed that he relies on prosthetics. There is a saying in China: Give me freedom or give me death. As a warrior, what you have done... is sad!!" Tu Qingcang

After discovering the problem with the God King, he felt a kind of resistance and pity in his heart, and the human king fell to this point.

Although his strength has improved, in Tu Qingcang's heart, the status of the God King has greatly declined.

The God King's eyes swayed slightly. The pain that only he understood stimulated his reason and scratched his soul. After bursts of sharp flashes, his expression gradually became as cold as ice. He slowly grew his right hand and pointed at Tu Qingcang.

Say two words without emotion: "Continue!"

Feeling the increasingly intense oppressive aura, Tu Qingcang took a deep breath, clenched his fists hard to ease the pain in his lower bones, and renewed his will to fight: "As you wish! I would like to give it a try, half human and half machine.

How strong is the Human Emperor?"

"Killing you is like slaughtering a dog!!" The God King's pupils narrowed slightly, locking onto Tu Qingcang's violent upsurge, and took the initiative to attack like thunder.

"Dream!!" Tu Qingcang roared loudly, and the overwhelming fighting spirit surged, like a flood bursting from a dam, like a forming storm, he bravely faced the attack with unparalleled momentum and fearless killing intent.

In the blink of an eye, the aura collided, and God King Tu Qingcang was facing the boom!!

Iron fist and iron fist collided loudly, and the manic power backlash swept across.

They went crazy and exploded at the same time. This time, no one retreated. They flipped wildly amidst the dull sound of stamping on the ground, and they collided together again. The clanging and roaring sounds formed a whole piece!!

Tu Qingcang had already given up. His ugly face was twisted and ferocious like a demon, his roar rolled in his throat, his clenched front teeth were full of blood, his horrified look, and violent aura made him look like he had struggled out of hell.

The Demon General deserves the title of Yama of the Heavenly Gate!

The pent-up anger of the God King finally burst out, and the emperor's strength exploded without reservation. The offensive was not very wild, but it was extremely crisp and precise. Facing Tu Qingcang's wild attack, he was basically able to intercept and resist.

And launch a counterattack, inflicting varying degrees of trauma.

In the dungeon execution room, many joints of his right arm and right leg were amputated by Peng Housheng, and he suffered two months of torture and humiliation. After that... he was basically a cripple. Not to mention an emperor.

In terms of strength, even a quasi-emperor cannot be considered.

For him, who is lonely and arrogant, and for the soul who once stood proudly on the altar, this is a disaster and even a nightmare. Accept it? Face it calmly? Start again?? No! It cannot be accepted no matter what.

Can't accept reality, can't accept humiliation and anger!

So... he accepted the family's gift... removed most of his right arm and leg, and replaced them with prosthetic limbs forged from fine steel. They were controlled by nerves and could move freely.

After more than half a year of adapting, he successfully mastered it! Its super hardness, ability to withstand blows, and the impact force when it explodes are all unparalleled, and it actually made the God King feel that his strength had improved.

Regardless of whether the method is appropriate or not, a leap in strength has been achieved after all!

He wants revenge!! He wants Tianmen to pay the due price, and today... we’ll start with Tu Qingcang!!

The offensive is like wind, dense and fast; the impact is like flood, surging!

Stimulated by fighting spirit and pain, Tu Qingcang almost reached a state of berserk, his roar shook the sky, and his attacks shocked the eyes. He was defeated again and again, and he rose up to fight again and again, determined! Crazy!

Desperate! Not only has the momentum of the attack not weakened, it has become even more terrifying.

finally……

Click! When they collided with each other again, when the iron fists struck again, Tu Qingcang forcefully blasted the God King's right fist, knocking him back more than ten steps. The fist forged from fine steel was twisted and deformed, and the entire arm appeared.

There was obvious deformation, and blood seeped out of the body surface at the part where the prosthesis and real arm were released. The pain of steel irritating the bones made the God King tremble, and his face turned pale.

The power of this punch was astonishing!! But Tu Qingcang's sacrifice was also extremely heavy. There were cracks in the bones of the entire right arm, as if it had been pierced by thousands of steel needles, and it was still painful as it was pierced back and forth.

Not only did this arm lose its combat effectiveness, it also affected his consciousness.

"Well done! Tu Qingcang!!" The God King looked at his twisted right hand, and his expression became a little colder again.

"My goal is to destroy this disgusting arm of yours!!" Tu Qingcang roared in a low voice and rushed towards the God King again. His right arm lost consciousness, his left arm was dripping with blood, and both arms temporarily lost their combat effectiveness.

, but... he is just a humanoid tyrannosaurus, with combat weapons all over his body. Without his arms, his legs are still astonishingly powerful.

Sometimes he leaps, kicks violently, sometimes flips, and explodes to kill. As his body rotates and tumbles, the attack points are all placed on the right arm of the God King. After so long attacks and personal experiments, he has basically seen through,

This right arm is the God King's greatest support now.

"The wish is great, but it's a pity..." The God King had a sharp eye and locked on the dazzling afterimage. After several dodges, he finally caught the tiny loophole that Tu Qingcang had caused due to lack of physical strength. He slid quickly, like a ghost floating around, and instantly

He avoided the iron leg blast, passed by it, and moved to the rear.

The left hand that had been preparing for a long time went straight to Tu Qingcang's waist, and the force suddenly exploded.

Tu Qingcang was in an impact position, and the palm was not too strong, but... click!! The palm surface collided with the lumbar spine, and the bones and joints were dislocated, making a crisp click sound.

Tu Qingcang's pupils suddenly dilated as if he had been struck by lightning. He lost his balance and fell down in confusion.

PS: Explode!!

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