Zhou Shiqi, whose whole body, from head to toe, was shrouded in obsidian battle armor, restored the golden long stick to a length of two meters, then put it on his shoulders, stepped forward unhurriedly, and slowly
Slowly walk towards the center of the ring.
Every time he took a step, the jet black boots on his feet would make a "clang" sound when he stepped on the ring made of high-strength alloy.
This sound, like the collision of metal, reached Xiao Zhe's ears, making him frown.
He had a very strange feeling. The sound of the other party's footsteps seemed to match his own heartbeat?
As soon as this idea came up, he rejected it immediately.
"How could such a ridiculous thing happen? It must be a coincidence!"
But even though he didn't want to believe it, the thought that flashed in his mind never went away.
At this time, it was like a weed, taking root in his mind and growing crazily, unable to be restrained at all.
Seeing Xiao Zhe frowning and looking at him solemnly, the corners of Zhou Shiqi's mouth under the mask were slightly raised, and the golden halo under his eyes became more intense.
Soon, Xiao Zhe's expression suddenly changed because he discovered that as Zhou Shiqi's pace quickened, his heartbeat also accelerated simultaneously.
"not good!"
"The sound of this guy's footsteps actually matches the sound of my heartbeat!"
"Moreover, he can also affect my heartbeat by speeding up his pace."
Xiao Zhe's expression changed again and again: "We can't go on like this, we must interrupt him as soon as possible."
However, before Xiao Zhe could take any action, he found that his heartbeat had become quite rhythmic.
He looked up and saw Zhou Shiqi standing in the middle of the ring not far from him, tapping one foot to the beat and humming incessantly.
Xiao Zhe pricked up his ears, discerned it carefully, and sang to the rhythm of his own heartbeat: "Let's meow like a cat together, meow, meow, meow, meow..."
Meow like a cat?
Xiao Zhe's vision went dark, and the veins on his forehead stood out.
Sing your sister's meow like a cat?
In the arena of this national competition, while you are still competing, you start humming as if no one else is watching?
Is this so appropriate?
Is there something wrong with your brain?
It's okay to entertain yourself, why drag me into this?
He actually sang something like meowing like a cat...
Xiao Zhe felt even more headache when he thought about the troublesome woman in Shuntian Base who would turn into a blue cat.
"What I hate the most in my life is cats!"
With a flash of light in his eyes, Xiao Zhe immediately controlled the scattered blue sea and golden sand behind Zhou Shiqi, and re-condensed it into a super large golden fist like a hill.
Immediately afterwards, the giant golden fist swooped down from the sky and smashed into Zhou Shiqi's back.
Feeling the huge whistling sound behind him and the rushing wind pressure, Zhou Shiqi turned around like lightning.
The left hand, covered with jet black armor, was clenched into a fist.
On the fist, a rich black light burst out.
The next second, Zhou Shiqi swung an ordinary straight punch.
Compared with the small fist covered with jet-black armor, and the giant golden fist made of blue sea sand, they were like a mouse and an elephant. The size difference was really huge.
This made everyone couldn't help but sweat over Zhou Shiqi's move, which was like a mayfly shaking a tree.
But it happened that this punch was neither too fast nor too slow. It was a simple straight punch, but it exploded with astonishing power.
"Bang!"
Once Zhou Shiqi's fist came into contact with the giant golden fist made of blue sea sand, the scene of an egg hitting a stone that everyone imagined did not happen.
On the contrary, after a slight stalemate for less than half a second, amidst Zhou Shiqi's explosive roar, the rich black light on his left fist completely exploded.
"boom!"
Like a bolt of black lightning, a rich black light that seemed to be real, pierced the giant golden fist made of blue sea sand on the spot.
This dark light continued unabated and hit the semicircular defensive shield with a radius of 50 meters on the outer ring of the arena.
"Bang!"
The semicircular defensive shield was hit with a large ripple, and it started to tremble violently.
After a long while, as the black light completely dissipated, the defensive shield stopped vibrating.
Tang Qianhe, who was sitting in front of the rostrum in front of the old god, suddenly stood up from his seat.
"How is this possible?" There was a trace of disbelief in his eyes, staring at the defensive shield.
Others may not have paid much attention because they were far away, but Tang Qianhe discovered immediately that the energy wall of the defensive shield had become almost as thin as a piece of paper.
Also, under the induction of his mental power, when the large defensive array was originally arranged, the high-grade spiritual stones that the array masters buried in every corner of the arena were completely destroyed due to the excessive energy consumption.
Turned into powder.
Rubbing his temples, Tang Qianhe's eyes fell on Zhou Shiqi, who was wearing obsidian battle armor: "This boy from the Shanghai team, and that dead dog Wang Dazhuang, are not fuel-efficient lamps."
"His casual blow just now almost broke the defensive shield that can barely block attacks at the first-grade grandmaster level."
"It seems that this kid's attack power is still a bit higher than that of a first-grade grandmaster."
"It's true that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and a new generation replaces the old!"
Thinking of this, Tang Qianhe became even more jealous, and his eyes almost turned red: "Damn it, that dead dog Wang Dazhuang and this kid have almost stepped into the realm of a first-grade grandmaster."
"Such two young and powerful people actually fell into the hands of the money-grubbing old turtle in Shanghai. It was really cheap for him."
"Looking at that old turtle, I'm afraid he might wake up laughing in his dream."
But soon, a trace of sadness appeared in Tang Qianhe's eyes: "Oh...God treated that old turtle well, and sent two quasi-first-grade grandmasters to it before its end."
"I think it can still hold on until the day when Wang Dazhuang, that dead dog, and this kid breaks through to the first-grade Grandmaster realm."
"In this way, the position of director of the Shanghai Base will no longer need to be transferred from other places."
"It's just that it turned out that the old turtle wanted Wang Dazhuang's dead dog to take his place."
"But there are many people above who hold objections."
"Now that this boy from the Shanghai-Hai team has appeared out of the blue, the position of director of the Shanghai-Hai base may still be in trouble."
"In the end, that old turtle may not be able to get what he wants."
Tang Qianhe's expression changed. After a long while, he sighed softly and said: "That's all, for the sake of my colleagues and the old turtle who pointed me out a few times, I will hand over my vote when the time comes.