The first student sent by Yunluo Academy was not tall, but his shoulders were very broad, and he was even a little fat. In comparison, Brother Monkey looked even thinner.
The audience was also talking about Brother Monkey's appearance, "This is the person who made the final kill. I never thought he would be the first to appear."
"Did he kick that powerful kick? Why doesn't it look different! That kick was so powerful and that majestic and domineering lion, no matter how you think about it, you can't relate to him!"
"What do you know? Does a soul master's strength have something to do with his appearance? Childish."
The student on the stage was already sweating coldly. No matter which academy he met Shrek Academy, he would probably be nervous. There is no way to avoid this.
The referee called the two people in front of him and said in a deep voice: "The rules of the individual knockout competition are that one side will step down immediately after losing the game. The winning side can choose to continue the game or withdraw and make substitutions. Each side sends seven people, until all seven people on one side are available.
Until you lose the game. Do you understand?"
"It's funny, let's start!" Sun Wukong said excitedly.
"Ming, I understand." The student also responded, but he felt weak looking at it.
However, his teammates have no shameful thoughts. This is a person who can kick other people off the field with one kick.
The referee said: "Okay, both sides stand back and listen to my instructions to start the game. Highly lethal soul guidance devices such as fixed-mounted soul guidance devices that rely on materials to win are not allowed."
As he said that, the referee had already stepped back. But the student from Yunluo Academy forced out a smile and said to Sun Wukong: "My name is Ma Yingjun, please show mercy."
"Well, this is a bit difficult to handle! Our teacher asked Lao Sun to let go and hit him. I should try to be as gentle as possible?" Sun Wukong was confused.
Ma Yingjun's face looked a little ugly, even though it sounded really disturbing.
But the referee didn't care about his expression, "The game begins!" The referee shouted, and the person had already retreated to the edge.
As the referee started, Ma Yingjun's stocky body reacted quickly. He raised his arms and turned out three metal pipes as thick as his thumbs. Each of his shoulders also turned out two metal pipes that were as thick as arms.
A pair of folded wings unfolded instantly on the back, and six metal tubes protruded from one side of the two thick legs. There was also a soul guidance device in the shape of a metal goggle on the chest. It was clearly a soul guidance shield. It looked like that, armed to the teeth.
It's no exaggeration to describe it.
Sun Wukong also activated his martial spirit, but this time he directly turned the golden cudgel into armor. He thought that the easiest way was to use no weapons, and the participating teams were very confused. This guy was not a lion martial spirit.
Really? And he only has four rings? With that power, he only has four rings? No, his soul rings are three purple and one black?
Regardless of these details, Ma Yingjun took the lead in launching the attack. He knew that if he didn't do something at the beginning, he would be eliminated soon. The soul guidance devices all over his body lit up, followed by a barrage of barrages.
The most ferocious among them were the two cannon barrels in his hands. The attacks that poured in were completely ignored by Sun Wukong. Against this torrent, Sun Wukong walked straight over, and the attack hit Sun Wukong and sparked sparks.
, but it can't hurt Sun Wukong at all.
How is it possible, why is this happening? This is the fourth-level soul guide given to me by my senior brother! This power is so powerful that even ordinary soul kings have to avoid it for a while. Damn it!
Ma Yingjun knew that he might not be able to cause damage, but he thought he was being dodged or something, but he didn't expect Sun Wukong to come over like this despite his attack.
Ma Yingjun's soul power expanded more and more, and the folded wings behind him emitted a faint light. However, his anger was completely useless, and even Sun Wukong couldn't slow down.
Sun Wukong was getting closer and closer to him. Sun Wukong raised his hand and held the barrel of his gun that was pouring out firepower. "Stop it, you are not strong enough. This is the easiest way I can think of." said Sun Wukong.
With a squeeze of both hands, the barrage stopped abruptly, and the inside of the barrel slowly turned red.
"boom……"
The barrel exploded, and Ma Yingjun let go of his hand. He was really in front of me. Phew, I still have a chance, just a little bit away.
Sun Wukong was about to throw Ma Yingjun down when Ma Yingjun said: "Brother, thank you very much, but I want to do something. I'm sorry." As he said that, the barrel on his shoulder lit up, and at the same time, the gun barrel on his shoulder also lit up.
There is the soul shield on his chest.
Seeing Sun Wukong being hit in the front at close range, everyone was shocked. Although Sun Wukong carrying the barrage in reverse had shocked them just now, the current shot was obviously much more terrifying than the previous barrage. Could it be that Shi
Lake is going to lose?
The young man who was talking to Sun Wukong a few days ago sneered: "Huh, arrogance with strength is a virtue, but it turns out to be a waste."
That was Ma Yingjun's most powerful weapon. If its damage exploded at such a close distance, he might hurt himself. For this reason, he specially put on a hybrid shield. This was a strategy that his captain had thought up for him.
It's a pity that the light dissipated, click! Ma Yingjun's hybrid shield was broken, but he didn't react at all. Sun Wukong was still standing in front of him, intact, not even a scratch. Ma Yingjun couldn't believe himself.
The facts I see before me, it is impossible that this is any kind of ghost. With the power of my cannon, and the fact that it hits head-on at such a close range, there is no trace at all. What kind of ghost is this?
But Ma Yingjun didn't give up yet. The folded wings on his back activated instantly and flew upwards. But how could Sun Wukong let him succeed? "Don't move, let Old Sun send you down!" Sun Wukong pressed Ma Yingjun's head with one hand.
Go up and fight against his flying soul guide with one hand.
Then Sun Wukong kicked Ma Yingjun off the field. Sun Wukong's kick was a bit hard because he was deceived, but Ma Yingjun was not injured. Sun Wukong turned around and looked at the referee and said: "I win, next one."
At this time, everyone in the audience was surprised. They all knew that Shrek would not lose, but they never thought of winning like this. It was so unskilled. What does it mean to bear the damage forcefully? This kid's kick was so terrifying, it shouldn't be
Do you use any powerful force to defeat others?
Why did the thread end like this! With such an exaggerated defense ability, are you from the defense system? The attack power of one kick is comparable to the defense system of the Soul Emperor?
However, it is a foregone conclusion, and some people are very happy to watch it. They have not watched the first game. Some people still like it when they see people holding on to the torrent of bullets and dealing with your strongest damage to deal with you.
Ma Xiaotao asked Wang Yan: "Teacher Wang, you are Sun Wukong's class teacher, right? Is his defense so strong?"
Wang Yan's mouth twitched and he said: "I don't know either. He has always shown unparalleled attack power and defense power. This is the first time I know. Sanshi, can you do this defense power?"
Xu Sanshi smiled bitterly and said: "It's possible, but I have to move around to avoid it. It's impossible to carry it all by force! I can't beat this junior brother, and I can't even carry him. He's really inhuman."
At this time, another student came up. She stood opposite Sun Wukong and said, "Your defense power is amazing, but I still want to give it a try."
