Chapter 728 God's Beloved Son! Qingming Is Reborn

(There will be an update of 10,000 words today, because the local tycoon "hjz666" has rewarded another 100,000 starting coins. Lao Ao will update one chapter first and continue coding...)

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"Woo~"

The host Sean let out a scream. He had just been standing next to the red tank. At this moment, he was blown away like gravel and gravel by the sudden burst of airflow around the red tank.

Halfway through, I didn’t forget to shout, “The game starts again!”

The audience had no time to pay attention to the host. All eyes were focused on the red tank.

In the seed seats off the court, several half-step S-level seed players who had come into contact with the red tank also narrowed their eyes slightly and looked carefully.

"Old Wang, this is the second form that the red tank will not use easily." Not far away, the Desert Emperor slowly said, "He is a superpower who has used his life force to the extreme. He can change himself at will. The muscle groups are strengthened exponentially, even to the point of strengthening the cell walls.”

"More than that." On the other side, Superwoman Vera Denver also added, "Once he reaches the second form, he will not only increase his strength and speed, but also his defense, reaction and vitality, which will reach beyond the ordinary. situation."

"There are such perverted ability users?" When Wang Yan heard this, he was immediately surprised.

Can you change muscle groups at will, or even strengthen the cell walls? Doesn't that mean that as long as your body can bear it, you can gather as much strength as you want?

This is too outrageous and perverted, right?

"Amitabha, Old Wang, when you encounter such an opponent, there is no way to win head-on. If you want to defeat him, you need to rely on suppression and skills." Liu Bujie recited the Buddha's name, and seemingly transmitted the message to Wang Yan intentionally or unintentionally, A reminder, "The so-called hardness and softness go hand in hand, softness overcomes hardness, hardness and softness complement each other, and there is no end."

Wang Yannuo was thoughtful and nodded gratefully to him.

As a senior member of the National African Affairs Bureau, Liu Bujie may seem unruly at ordinary times, but at critical moments, he is very willing to point out other colleagues of the National African Affairs Bureau.

"Wait! Something's wrong!" On the other side, as a veteran half-step S-level powerhouse, Blood Wolf Walton suddenly narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, "The red tank is different from before. His second form is... It was stronger before!”

This time everyone present became serious. In every subsequent battle, no matter who wins or loses, they may become their opponents next, and now is a good time to study their opponents carefully.

Sure enough, after the strong energy passed, the red tank's body underwent strange changes.

The T-shirt he was wearing exploded instantly, and the muscles all over his body expanded and grew like balloons, and even his bones grew rapidly. The original height of just over 1.9 meters has more than doubled in just a few breaths, reaching a full height of over 4 meters!

The muscles on his body were as strong as a mountain rock, and they outlined almost perfect lines. This is completely different from those who are deliberately shaped in the gym.

His body is plump and strong, always full of vitality and strong explosive power. Even people who don't know anything about the relevant knowledge can tell at a glance that such muscles have real power.

In addition, the most eye-catching thing is that every inch of the skin on his body has turned red and the temperature is extremely hot. There are even traces of white steam wafting out of his body.

Standing on the ring, there was only a hint of fog, and he looked just like the God of War in mythology, looking down on the world, powerful and domineering.

"This state is so comfortable." The red tank took a deep breath and slowly spit it out.

A faint trace of white heat slowly drifted from his mouth. This look was like a monster in hell, ferocious and terrifying.

Wang Yan couldn't help but slow down his breathing and widen his eyes. With his understanding, he finally understood the reason why the red tank became stronger as Blood Wolf Walton said.

The reason why the red tank was red and hot at this time was because he used his special ability to speed up his heartbeat and make his blood flow at high speed in his body, so that his body could gain stronger kinetic energy.

In this way, he not only has high-intensity muscle strength, but also has the berserker-like effect of becoming mad, but he will not lose his mind like the berserker, and he will not even have the sequelae of weakness afterwards.

Who can compete head-on with such a red tank on the ground?

Based on these points alone, the red tank is worthy of being the strongest undead monster in land battles. It is indeed terrifying.

"To deal with you, 200% of the power is enough." Red Tank said calmly, clenching his fists, and his fists immediately made a "crackling" sound.

It was so scary that cold sweat ran down Arnold's head. The power coming from the other party was like a monster, deeply shocking his heart.

How could there be such a terrifying creature in this world? Is he still human?

The red tank stepped out of the deep pit where he was before, stood on the ring, and waved to Arnold, "Come on!"

Arnold growled angrily, "For the little leader, I will fight with you! Roar!"

The two powerful players, who looked like ancient monsters, rushed out in an instant and collided with each other with a loud bang.

A transparent and invisible wave of air spread between the two people instantly.

This time it was really a strong confrontation. Both of them worked hard, punching to the flesh, not dodging or dodging.

The red giant and the gray giant bear, the two most powerful superpowers on land among the young generation, are like two beasts locked in a cage, fighting to the death.

Every time they attack, punch, and collide, there is a huge roar in the air, as if even the space on the ring is about to be torn apart by them.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The strong and domineering sound and power almost stunned the spectators in the stands around. Everyone watched this fierce fight with bated breath.

Except for the roar of the two people fighting, there was not a trace of other sounds in the entire venue.

Even many seeded players in the seeded seats were deeply attracted by this fierce battle.

Suddenly.

After a series of fierce attacks, the red tank finally punched through Arnold Giant Bear's defense.

"Roar!" The red tank took a step forward, and with a bang, his right fist hit Arnold's abdomen straight and straight.

The violent force made Arnold not even have time to let out a wail, and his huge body was blasted and flew backwards.

Blood sprayed in the air, and Arnold fell heavily to the ground, completely losing his ability to move and fainted.

"Arnold is unconscious, Red Tank, Christopher Meyev wins!"

"Wow!"

The scene was boiling, and the names of Red Tank and Christopher were constantly shouted out by the audience.

This series of battles just now made all the spectators excited and shocked.

Even Wang Yan's pores expanded, and he was still not satisfied.

The abilities of superpowers have always been very different, but the extremely strong life force of the Red Tank is really amazing.

With this kind of power, even competing for the championship is not a problem.

After defeating Arnold Giant Bear, Red Tank returned to a low profile and walked step by step to the contestant seat.

However, the cheers continued to rise and fall for a long time.

More than ten minutes later.

The staff had just cleaned up the ring, and the host Sean came back on stage to announce the next match.

"For the next match, please welcome the young talent from the Japanese Yin-Yang Dao, the 'God's Chosen' - Ampei Munehide!!!" Sean raised the last ending tone to the extreme.

The word "show" was raised high, and it resounded throughout the Youth Conference venue.

Almost everyone's eyes were focused on Ampei Munehide in the contestant seat. The audience's attention suddenly shifted from the afterglow of the red tank to this game.

"Seimei is reincarnated, God's Chosen. Seimei is reincarnated, God's Chosen."

There were thunderous shouts from the stands. Although the rhythm was brought out by the Japanese themselves, it is undeniable that Ampei Munehide has attracted a large number of admirers with his personal image and pretentious style.

In the contestant seat.

Ampei Munehide's narrow eyes were half closed and half open, and the thunderous cheers seemed to not disturb his emotional fluctuations. His slender jade-like fingers gently pinched the teacup, and he took a sip of tea lightly.

Suddenly.

The sky above the competition arena was crimson, dyeing the entire arena red like the sunset, and countless cherry blossoms fluttered and fell down in a disorderly manner, as if a heavy snowfall had begun.

No, it was a crimson cherry blossom rain.

Suddenly a breeze blew, and the cherry blossoms all over the sky fluttered and scattered, rolling towards the audience seats, with thousands of postures, each one was different, and scattered in the audience seats, as if people were in a dreamlike fairy tale world.

"Wow! So beautiful."

"Wow~ So romantic, this is the most beautiful scene I have ever seen."

Countless girls in the stands had little stars in their eyes.

"Pretentious~" Liu Bujie was choked, rolled his eyes, and burst out these words again.

"Pretentious, but this guy's strength is really unfathomable." Wang Yan, who was standing aside, touched his chin with a serious expression. It has to be admitted that this Ampere Munehide is a rare child of God in Japan for thousands of years. Before he was 30 years old, he became a half-step S-level strongman, and he was the best among the half-step S-level.

Compared with his ancestor Ampere Seimei, he seems to be no less inferior.

In this youth conference, his voice of winning the championship seems to be second only to Satan's apostle and the desert emperor.

Just as everyone was immersed in the crimson cherry blossom rain.

On the stage where cherry blossoms were falling all over the sky, a figure slowly appeared. He was well-proportioned and slender, wearing a flawless white hunting robe and a crown unique to Onmyoji.

The wide sleeves and hem of the hunting robe fluttered in the wind, with a fairy-like temperament and unparalleled elegance.

In the contestant seat, there was still an Ampere Seimei, his eyes half open and half closed, drinking tea lightly.

No one knew whether the one on the stage was real or the one on the contestant seat was real. The appearance and temperament of the two were almost exactly the same, even the aura on their bodies was exactly the same.

There is no one else who can play illusion to such an extent except this boy.

"Xiao Yan, this guy is pretentious." Liu Bujie's expression was solemn, "If you face him, you must be careful. Although Yin and Yang Dao is a Taoist art introduced to Japan by my country, after thousands of years of development, they have completely formed a unique system of their own."

In fact, Liu Bujie was also a little worried. There were many young talents from China who entered the top 32 this time, but there was not a single one who could really show off and had a great chance of winning the championship.

Alas, the National Non-Professional Bureau is still too young and has too little time to develop. If there are another ten or twenty years, Wang Yan, Gao Mingyue, Lei Hong and others will grow up, it will be completely different.

In the eyes of many people, although Wang Yan won the first place in the preliminaries and performed very well, and was arranged in the seeded player seat, almost no one can see his hope of winning the championship.

With the advantage of being a seeded player, he will have no problem entering the top 16, and whether he can enter the top 8 depends on luck.

"Old Six, you have to be careful too." Wang Yan's expression was also very serious, "Take advantage of his first game and take a good look at his routine. This person is very hostile to our Huaxia country, and I am afraid he will kill him."

"Qingming is reborn, the son of God."

"Ampere Zongxiu, we love you."

In the stands, many women were stunned by him, screaming and shouting wildly.

The atmosphere was suddenly exaggerated to the extreme.

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