When Gui Wushuang stood in the central hall, a group of people in the Mohe secret room gasped.
What appeared in front of them was an unusually tall figure. The big hammer was already tall enough to be different from ordinary people, and the mechanism Wushuang was even bigger.
Just its size makes everyone feel ashamed and terrified, just like Zhuri Kuafu in myths and legends, huge and arrogant.
"Wushuang ghost?"
Sledgehammer is confused.
"How did he become like this?"
Master Xu was surprised.
"The overbearing mechanism skills of the Gongshu family are indeed terrifying."
Master Ban let out a long sigh.
The mechanism Wushuang that appears in everyone's eyes is the Wushuang ghost that has long since died, and Genie's sword will not leave anyone alive.
But now he is standing in front of everyone alive. It cannot be said that he is alive because he is already dead.
Now his appearance can make people tremble. His head is penetrated by a huge mallet, which is exposed from the chin.
The right hand became a huge mechanism, and the two sharp blades on it were constantly opening and closing, like a pair of scissors magnified countless times, but the power was even more terrifying.
Each opening and closing can cut a person's head. There is a huge wound on his left chest, but the inside of the wound is no longer the familiar flesh and blood, but is still a circle of gears.
Wushuang Ghost was already a dead man, but he was transformed into a machine puppet by Gong Loser's overbearing machine skills. This kind of uncanny craftsmanship is simply incredible.
Even in Tang Xuanming's era, there was no way to do such a thing. It can only be said that the black technology of this era has been completely distorted, and I don't know where it went.
"...The flesh, flesh, muscles and bones of the Wushuang Ghost are unparalleled in the world. Combined with such changes in the Overbearing Machinery Technique, the physical strength has become invincible, breaking through the limits of the human body. It is really scary that non-human beings can make enemies. However, this method is too violent. It is really
It’s harmful to Tianhe.”
Master Ban explained to everyone, his tone full of exclamation.
The big hammer didn't bother to care so much. He fixed his eyes on the machine puppet, held the hammer behind his back with his right hand, and said: "Let me go in the first game. I want him to see the greatness of human power. It's not nothing."
The agency can match it?"
"It's just a bunch of gears. I'll dismantle it later."
"Don't underestimate the enemy, you are probably no match for him."
Master Ban was so worried that the machine arms began to move, trying to hold down the big hammer.
Others also showed solemn expressions. Just from the visual impact, the two continuously opening and closing swords on Ji Wushuang's right arm were terrifying.
"He can go."
Tang Xuanming's voice was rare and serious as he said: "Big hammer, come here and get close to the bronze pipe. I have something to say to you."
The sledgehammer hesitated for a moment, then leaned forward.
He heard Tang Xuanming's whisper. After listening for a moment, he reluctantly nodded, turned to look at Master Ban, and said: "Open the door of the Mohe secret room. I'm going to go out and blast the trap monster."
Use his dog head to drink wine."
Master Ban nodded solemnly, turned around and gave instructions to a group of Mohist disciples.
"Activate the machine and force Wei Zhuang and the Qin soldiers back. It will take a certain amount of time to open the Mohe secret chamber. Buy this time for the big hammer."
As for Wei Zhuang not keeping his promise, no one here thought he would do such a thing. Tang Xuanming, a modern man, found it unbelievable, but for people of this era, promises are more important than anything else.
Regardless of whether they are righteous people or evil people, they all have an extraordinary regard for promises.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
The sound of the mechanism turning was dull and thick, and the heavy door of the Black Ink Core Chamber opened little by little, while countless arrows and spears flew in the central hall outside, buying some time for the big hammer to go out.
Intentionally or unintentionally, several Mohist disciples blocked the Mohist disciple who was suspected by Master Ban and Master Xu, leaving him no chance to take action.
"boom!"
The heavy footsteps of the sledgehammer hit the ground in the central hall of the Mohist house, stirring up countless dust.
Ji Wushuang's eyes moved towards him, and there was the sound of countless machine gears turning.
"Qiang!"
The huge mechanism must leave a terrifying mark on the ground. The big hammer is born with supernatural power. He was able to carry a cauldron at the age of eighteen. He is the strongest man in the Yan Kingdom. However, when he saw the unparalleled power displayed by the mechanism, his brows jumped.
He couldn't help but think of what Tang Xuanming said to him.
"...Don't collide head-on with the mechanism Wushuang. You must have understood the power of the Mohist mechanism. The four holy beasts are this kind of creation. Human beings can't match him even if their power exceeds the limit. All you can do is to start from another place."
On the one hand, defeat him..."
"Tick!"
"Tick!"
…
The heavy fists collided with each other. There was no sound of flesh and blood, but the sound of hitting steel. Blood dripped down drop by drop. The face of the big hammer was full of pain and disbelief.
His fists were covered in blood, and he couldn't even bear the force, so he retreated step by step.
He has never encountered such a thing before, despite his unparalleled physical strength across the battlefield.
"The manpower is indeed invincible, and the big hammer is in danger."
Master Ban sighed, and he could tell the difference between the two in the competition at a glance.
"How can a fool who only thinks about muscles beat steel? It looks like we are going to win this round."
Chi Lian walked with enchanting steps, his lips parted slightly, and his expression was slightly proud.
"boom!"
In the midst of the sigh, the big hammer was knocked away by a punch and hit the wall of the government city heavily, causing the Mohist disciples to exclaim.
Tang Xuanming, who was in the darkness, could not see the fighting in the central hall, but he was still calm.
"If this doesn't go smoothly, then there's nothing I can do."
…
"If my strength is not as good as his, then I have to surrender without mercy? After all, what I am best at is strength."
"No, what you are best at is not strength, but technique."
"Skills? No one in the entire Mo family's machine city can match me in blacksmithing skills, but when it comes to fighting skills, both Xiao Gao and Xue Nu are much better than me."
Sledgehammer's words are always straightforward and without any concealment. One is one, and two is two.
Compared to the group of deep-thinking figures in the Mo family, Tang Xuanming preferred to communicate with Big Iron Hammer. In the darkness, the corners of his mouth curled up and he said with a smile: "Just because of this, you are much better than them."
"What?"
"Remember what I'm going to say next. Guan Wushuang's strength is indeed beyond human limits, but that doesn't mean he's invincible."
"If he were made using mechanisms, I would still have some troubles, but his essence is still an unparalleled ghost, which gives him flaws."
"Disadvantages? Wouldn't it be better to combine with others? That is, having the wisdom of others and the power of institutions."