Chapter 202 Your Transformation Doesn’t Look that Good

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The balding middle-aged man has a vigorous spirit all over his body, and his true meaning appears in the shape of a fox.

But before it appeared for a second, it was directly crushed by Lu Yuan.

"Swell!"

"Click—"

Lu Yuan casually broke the bald middle-aged man's neck and threw it away like trash.

Lu Yuan is not a cruel person who likes to kill.

His neck was broken and he was still alive if he was saved in time, but if others took the opportunity to attack him, it would not be his fault.

The fight between Lu Yuan and the three people seemed to be long, but in fact it didn't even last two minutes in total.

The three of them could immediately block Lu Yuan from below, and they were quite capable masters among the bloody warriors.

The fight between the three people was witnessed by many people below.

With the power of killing three people in a row, Lu Yuan's momentum reached a certain peak.

He stood on the small platform in the middle of the pyramid, looking down at the people below with calm eyes.

An invisible force was released around him.

In the eyes of those bloody warriors below.

On the small platform in the middle of the pyramid, it seemed as if a huge flood wave tens of meters high was rising behind Lu Yuan, with no leakage on the surface.

The indescribable depressive emotion made everyone who looked up and faced the distance feel breathless, stopped abruptly, and did not dare to move forward.

The red smoke at the bottom of the pyramid is still rising upwards, gradually swallowing up each bloody warrior.

There are those who are struggling to climb up to a certain level, but they are all blocked together and cannot move forward.

The person at the bottom whose butt was bitten by Chi Yan cursed loudly, while the person at the top was pushed... but the person at the top could not move as if his feet were rooted to the ground.

Look at the outside.

At this time, a strange scene appeared at the lower end of the pyramid.

It was clear that Chi Yan was eliminated and pressed forward step by step, but all the bloody warriors were forced to squeeze together.

The Buddha-shaped wall in front of him formed a circle between the people and the central stage, leading the way and quietly scanning everyone below.

Then, turn around.

He walked towards the top of the word "Uh.

Lin Zhiqin stood on the top of a three-story building, milky red smoke flowing under his feet.

Already the whole top city was submerged, he looked at the figure climbing up the pyramid steps with a witnessing expression, his mouth was slightly open, and there was an indescribable throbbing in his heart.

"It's time to climb...to the top."

Lu Yuan didn't want him to take the risk, so he planned to climb to the top alone and win this bloody battle.

Yes, with Lu Yuan's strength, he is indeed more promising than him.

but...

"Where's the divine blood?"

Lin Zhiqin subconsciously looked at the big screen at the top, where the name of the banquet eater hung high at the top of the rankings.

The following accumulates .7!

"Not enough...still not enough.

Lin Zhiqin looked dazed, his hands clenched into fists, and his lips under the mask were trembling slightly.

Even if the health level was 10,000 points, Lu Yuan would win the bloody battle on his behalf, and the distance would be enough to save Lin Mo's life.

Still not enough!

A deep feeling enveloped Zhiqin.

"interesting."

The light from the golden dome slowly rose.

He walked step by step to the edge of the top, condescendingly watching the figure below approaching step by step.

finally.

Walking in front of him, he stopped three steps away from the top platform of the pyramid.

Then look up.

The three-eyed masks stared at each other silently.

The tyrant king unscrupulously suppressed his momentum, trying to teach the "blasphemer" in front of him to bow down, who had shown all kinds of "displeasure" to him from the beginning.

But let his momentum roll down like a stormy wave.

Fangdu is like a pond with ripples coming out of it.

The tyrant king's eyes grew colder and he said calmly: "Congratulations, feaster.

You have won the ultimate victory in this ultimate bloody battle. "

He looked at him as being full of caution and just said, "So, is there any incentive?"

"award?"

The Tyrant King's eyes flickered slightly, and he seemed to be smiling.

"When you accumulate victory points in this bloody battle, you can exchange them for anything you can on the prize list.

Wealth, power, power...

"I."

Lu Yuan interrupted him.

The Tyrant King stopped speaking and looked at him quietly, his eyes quickly becoming cold.

Very quickly, he said again, "Sorry, there is no divine blood."

"You won though.

But the performance was good enough and did not reach the level of God.

The victory points you have...are not enough.

"Isn't it enough?"

Lu Yuan's answer sounded low. The King of Bao looked at him coldly, the corners of his mouth raised in a cold arc under the mask, and disdain flashed in his eyes.

Ah....

A person attracted by God.

Do you think that otherworldly power can be obtained so easily?

After going through a mere ultimate bloody battle, do you think you can climb to his position?

True and.

I don’t know how they are just toys for people’s entertainment in a game. How can their weak and humble bodies be qualified to receive the gift of the great “God of Martial Arts and Hunting”...

The tyrant king was thinking, suddenly...

"The click was accompanied by a fine bone chirping sound, as if a thick shadow was rising rapidly.

A surging heat wave hit my face.

He has a long way to go, and his body keeps growing.

In the blink of an eye, it grew to a height of two meters and three meters.

His hair also grew suddenly, reaching his waist, and his skin glowed with a dark red smell like lava. He gasped violently and breathed out thick steam of hundreds of colors from his mouth and nose.

The goat mask that originally fitted him fell off automatically, revealing a handsome face with meridians all over it, struggling and bewitching.

The three ultimate stages!

The terrible breath hit the Tyrant King's cheek like a huge wave of lava.

The air around him became distorted.

He stepped forward like a demon, lowered his head, and stared at him with a pair of eyes full of coldness and violence.

Then.

He said word by word, "If you are included... it should be enough, right?"

"Uh.

The whole person was shocked by the sudden change in front of him and couldn't react for a while.

At this time.

Huh"

A blazing gust of wind whistled.

The strong sense of suffocation woke the Tyrant King from the shock.

The black pupils shrank immediately.

"Boom!"

The Tyrant King was hit hard by Lu Yuan like a sandbag and flew out.

Bang!

Lu Yuan stepped on the top platform of the pyramid, crushing a large piece of soil and rocks.

"Damn it!"

Accompanying the shout, the eyes behind the black iron mask that he followed were filled with rage.

Then..

He slapped the air from the left, causing a series of popping noises, and a huge white wave visible to the naked eye.

"Boom!" He slapped the Tyrant King's face hard.

He slapped the tower again and blasted it.

The sound of heavy objects rolling on the steps could be heard faintly.

"Hu——Hu——

He spat lightly.

Under the three stages of the ultimate transformation, his physical fitness and agility potential that could break the limit were almost completely stimulated.

Iv4 [Special Power], the effect of the ultimate power was developed to a whole new level.

Every move he made was so explosive that even he himself didn't know how close it was... 100 tons?

Even if it didn't reach 100 tons, it was probably not far off.

The Tyrant King, only Lu Yuan and a skinny man with a sheep mask were left in the huge golden tower.

The latter stood there blankly, staring at Lu Yuan with a dull look in his eyes, his whole body trembling slightly.

Lu Yuan's current momentum was too strong.

The whole person was like a thousand melting furnaces burning, and the heat waves were directly rolled up.

He took a step casually, and the gravel and other things around his feet rolled to the side automatically.

The air around the outline of his body was distorted like a high temperature burning.

Boom"

Accompanied by a loud noise, a figure soared into the sky, and with a "boom" sound, it fell heavily in front of Lu Yuan.

It was the Tyrant King who had gone and returned.

At this time, the king's clothes were torn several times, and his iron face was gone, leaving a scar, and his face was bulging. "Good, good, good!"

The Tyrant King stood in front of Lu Yuan. He was in full strength, and there was still a difference in size between him and Lu Yuan, as if he was one size smaller.

He looked at Yuan closely with a suppressed surprise. "The ultimate blood battle has been held for so long, and you are still the first participant in the blood battle who dared to attack the spearman!"

"Burning blood body!"

He roared and a trace of scarlet blood mist overflowed from the pores all over his body.

Under the stimulation of these blood mists, his already exaggeratedly strong body swelled again.

"Dai Dai Dai--"

The more than two-meter-tall body suddenly swelled and grew.

In a breath, it became even bigger than Lu Yuan.

The Tyrant King exhaled a breath of white air, which directly raised a gust of wind on the platform, with an exaggerated lung capacity.

The corners of his two eyes were cracked, and his eyeballs were full of dense bloodshot.

The people seemed to be breathing out in a startling way. "Ka-ka-"

The Tyrant King twisted his neck, which was so thick that it was almost invisible, and made a series of terrible bone cracking sounds.

And, Heng Bao made an exaggerated one.

"After I became the Spear Bearer, I have never fought with anyone again.

It seems that someone has forgotten my name... huh?!"

Before he finished speaking, the wind came, and Tong Meng subconsciously raised his hand and punched the big hand that was like a dark cloud.

Then.

The fists collided. "Ka-ka-ka-ka-"

The Tyrant King's arm was only frozen for less than one tenth of a second, and it was broken like a stick.

II

The terrifying big hand was firmly imprinted on his exaggeratedly full chest, and it was directly hit with a click, which made it dented.

The Tyrant King's huge body of more than two meters and four meters tall flew backwards like an overturned heavy machine.

"Mi-mi hit the seat behind him and rolled into a ball with the throne.

"You talk too much nonsense. "

Lu Yuan, it's over.

The recoil force just now made his arm a little numb and swollen, but fortunately, his physique was amazing, and the numbness and swelling disappeared in a thousandth of a second.

He walked towards the king calmly.

Walking in front of the Tyrant King, he saw the Tyrant King lying straight on the ground gasping for breath with a look of shock and complete disapproval on his face.

Lu Yuan glanced at him, and then saw the Iron Spear Throne overturned on the ground next to him.

Thinking about it, he grabbed the Earth Throne with his arm and lifted the iron lump up. "Uh uh...

The Tyrant King lying on the ground opened his eyes instantly, watching a huge black shadow covering his body and cheeks accompanied by a desolate.

"Your transformation... doesn't seem to be very good?"

Then...

The Spear Throne was fierce.

"Boom!"

The moment the throne fell to the ground, the entire platform at the top of the pyramid shook violently.

The tyrant lying on the ground had his feet twitched violently. In the huge underground space, among the tens of thousands of spectators and bloody fighters, no one made a sound.

Everyone stared blankly at the scene in front of them.

Our hearts... also follow the iron.

Trembling violently.