Chapter 279 God of Strength VS Daxia Confucian God
As soon as these words came out, reporters and the audience were stunned.
"That being said, it seems true."
"Have the gods of Daxia still taken advantage of them?"
"We can clearly see what they are taking advantage of. They think they are taking advantage, so they just reveal their candidates every time..."
In the sky.
Lin Fan laughed: "You all claim to be above human beings, why do you still care about this?"
As soon as these words came out, Brenda's face became even more ugly.
But before she could say anything, Lin Fan suddenly continued: "However, since you all think that we humans are taking advantage."
"So,"
"In the next battle, we will attack first!"
"Mo Feifan, don't you want to go? Go ahead."
Lin Fan looked at Mo Fan.
Mo Feifan laughed, stepped on the wooden bird, and floated down from the sky.
Great Xia Confucian God!
Mo Feifan stood on the hill, his face filled with anticipation.
fighting?
No, this is to recruit disciples!
I'm here to reason!
"The Master said that we, the scholars, should be tireless in teaching, teaching everyone without distinction!" Mo Feifan held a volume of books in his left hand and a Confucian pen in his right hand. He looked at the people of the Alliance of Gods, bowed politely and said: "Who?
Come and talk to me?"
For a while.
Everyone was silent.
"Why is there a scholar here?"
"Looking at his gentle appearance, can he really fight?"
"I seem to have seen him in the battle videos released in Daxia... However, he doesn't seem to be very powerful. When others are fighting, he can only write a few words..."
Everyone looked at Mo Feifan with strange expressions.
In fact, Mo Fan was wearing a Confucian shirt and looked gentle, but he really had no fighting ability.
After all, there is an old saying in Daxia.
Bai Wuyi is a scholar.
Mo Feifan, who was dressed in a Confucian shirt, looked like the kind of scholar who would struggle to kill a chicken but could not tie a chicken with his hands.
But Brenda narrowed her eyes slightly.
She could feel that although this guy looked gentle and gentle, he was actually at the third level of strength!
Moreover, there seems to be a suppressed power in his body.
"Be careful, this guy..." Brenda reminded softly.
But before she could finish speaking, a burly and strong young man suddenly stood up. His blond hair reflected the divine light, and his white body was filled with horrifyingly developed muscles!
With this body, even if you take it to a bodybuilding competition, you can definitely win the championship!
It is completely a humanoid beast, making people wonder if it grew up on feed.
"Haha, just a poor scholar!" A disdainful smile appeared on the young boy's sunny and handsome face, he patted his well-developed biceps and said with a smile: "What's there to be afraid of!"
"It's still reasonable..."
"Humph, Daxia people like to reason, but we are too lazy to reason! Let me tell him to shut up!"
"boom!"
He clenched his fist suddenly, squeezing it so hard that the air emitted a sonic boom.
Veins suddenly appeared all over his body, and his short sleeves were shattered by the terrifying exertion, revealing a sculptured and strong body, like a strong beast.
Descendants of the God of Power!
And he is also the lord of power, a descendant of Hercules!
Andrew, the third-level god of power!
The most powerful force!
Brenda turned to look at him, her eyes moving slightly.
The god of strength, possesses the most powerful power.
Look at the scholar again, wearing a Confucian shirt and looking helpless. He is obviously not good at melee combat...
Selecting this Andrew to play can indeed effectively target this Great Xia Confucian God!
"Okay, this time, you go." Brenda nodded, but then suddenly said: "Remember, if you can't beat me, you can't kneel down..."
Andrew was stunned when he heard this, and then laughed: "Can't beat him? What a joke!"
"I was afraid that he would be slapped to death by me!"
The muscles all over his body were trembling as if showing off.
Brenda said nothing.
Andrew exhaled and slowly walked up the hill.
Every time he stepped on the ground, there was a dull sound of footsteps, like a dull drum.
The ground they stepped on sank more than thirty centimeters, and the footprints were clear!
This land cannot bear his power!
Divine power!
The shining divine light spread out from his body, and the majestic divine power filled the skin and flesh, shining brightly like the most perfect statue.
Even the air around him seemed to feel oppressed, and continued to escape as his footsteps fell.
Like a strong beast, Andrew walked step by step in front of Mo Feifan under pressure.
A hundred meters away in front of him, Mo Feifan, who was wearing a Confucian shirt, looked like a little chicken, but he was actually a head shorter than him!
At this moment, the whole place was silent, and the flashlights flashed crazily.
All reporters were snapping pictures of these two people who were very different from each other.
No one expected that in this fourth battle, the Confucian God of Great Xia would face the descendant of the God of Strength!
The scholar faces the strong man.
How the hell do you fight this?
For a time, all the hosts expressed their disapproval of the human side of this battle.
In fact, he didn't know that his gentle appearance seemed to have no fighting ability at all, but Andrew standing opposite him looked like a giant humanoid beast.
"Haha, scholars." Andrew raised his head proudly and looked at Mo Feifan through his nostrils. His muscles exuded strong pressure and sneered: "You scholars in Daxia seem to like to talk sense."
"I will let you know."
"The fist is the greatest truth!"
"boom!"
After Andrew finished speaking, he rushed out like a yak!
Those heavy and powerful legs suddenly stepped on the ground, making the ground tremble instantly, and the ground was sunken and broken like a spider web!
This powerful force actually made the air squeeze out and escape, and the body instantly appeared as an afterimage, like an angry bull, crushing the layers of air and rushing in front of Mo Zhi!
At this moment, not to mention the air in front of it, even the steel will be pierced!
"boom!"
Punch out!
That terrifying fist shattered the air, and the terrifying wind rushed towards his face, as if it was about to smash Mo Zhi's head with one punch!
Under the fist wind, the Confucian shirt stirred!
Mo didn't know how to react very quickly. He immediately held the Confucius pen, his literary aura turned into ink, and started writing with the pen.
"To make a mistake without correcting it is to make a mistake!"
Eight big characters appeared in the air, emitting golden light.
The Confucian horoscope slammed towards the huge fist.
"boom!!"
A huge roar sounded.
The Bazi mantra was smashed by the fist, and the terrifying force directly smashed the Bazi mantra.
Mo Zi didn't know that even though he wasn't hit from the front, the terrifying force still caused him to retreat dozens of meters before he stopped.
"What a powerful force." Mo Zhi frowned.
Andrew looked at Mo Wuzhi who was retreating. He patted his shoulder with a stern smile, and his terrifying body surged again!
"Kakaka..."
A series of skeletal sounds erupted from Andrew's body, and he actually grew ten centimeters taller, making his entire body more than two meters tall.
The muscles all over his body grew in size, and rolling divine power poured into the muscles all over his body. He waved his fist, and the air around him made an explosion sound.
When the audience saw this scene, they started talking one after another.
"unacceptable!"
"That's right, isn't this bullying scholars?"
"This is a completely unequal battle. Look at that scholar in a Confucian shirt, he looks like a chicken! This is purely bullying!"
Andrew looked at Mo Wenzhen, who was wearing a Confucian shirt, and clenched his fists with a serious smile.
"I like to reason."
"Haha, what's the use of meeting someone who doesn't want to listen to your reasoning!"
Mo Zhi lowered his head and straightened the somewhat torn Confucian shirt, and said calmly: "I advise you to calm down now and listen to my reasoning, otherwise once this shirt is torn, it will be difficult for me to ensure your safety in the future.
"
As soon as these words came out.
Andrew was stunned for a moment, but then he laughed even more wildly.
"Hahaha, is it difficult to ensure my safety next time?"
