In the battle tower and the battle platform, Zhou Baopu and Wang Yun stood far away! The referee was an old man in his fifties with a gray goatee and looked at Zhou Baopu and Wang Yun with a smile. There was a bit of greed in Douda's eyes, as if he saw a mountain of gold and silver.
But Li Xianer was not calm at all. Obviously, Zhou Baopu's ridiculous challenge made her feel very sad. After all, in anyone's opinion, a purple-level blood disciple challenging a blue-level blood master is undoubtedly an idiot seeking torture and death.
Although the challenge in the building prohibits death, disability is still allowed. No matter which side wins, Li Xianer feels a little bit regretful. They were all juniors. Although Zhou Baopu had just arrived, Li Xianer couldn't help but feel a little annoyed when thinking about the whole incident.
"The challenge begins!"
The old man shouted with a loud voice as his goatee trembled.
It's no wonder that the old man was so excited. Just the entrance fee, each person in the battle building received one hundred blood stones. Looking at the crowd of people watching, they looked like thousands of people at least. The income from admission fees alone is very considerable. Purple level challenges blue level, which many people have never seen before. Although a hundred blood stones is a bit outrageous, many people still pay for it and choose to enter the battle building to watch.
Zhou Baopu's body, which was originally loose, suddenly became tight, and Zhou Baopu's figure suddenly curled up. Looking at him, it seemed that he was not preparing to attack, but more like showing weakness to the enemy. When the people in the audience saw this situation, they were immediately surprised, because Wang Yun's attack had begun to gather force.
Both feet suddenly exploded to the ground, and a booming sound filled everyone's ears, as if the arena was shaken by it. As if there were roots growing on the soles of his feet, Wang Yun walked towards Zhou Baopu step by step. The ring made a thunderous sound as he stomped every step he took. One sound has not died down, another sound has come up, and the circle goes back and forth, endlessly.
"Look, Wang Yun is starting to put pressure."
"A blue-level guy is facing off against a purple-level guy. If nothing unexpected happens, the pressure alone is enough for him to drink a pot!" "
But what happened to that purple-level kid? Why did you make such a strange gesture? Do you want to admit defeat?" "I guess I realized how
powerful senior brother Wang Yun is now, and now I'm a little frightened."
Not only were these two people discussing, when the battle started, Wang Yun and Zhou Baopu Every move he makes has become the subject of discussion by the audience. Everyone knows that watching a game is to obtain visual pleasure on the one hand, and on the other hand, and the most important aspect, to gain experience and lessons from it.
After hearing the discussion between the two people, the person next to him couldn't hold it in any longer and quickly interjected: "I don't think so. Maybe this purple-level person is showing weakness to the enemy." "Showing weakness to the enemy?" said Zhou Baopu's stage
fright
. The man asked in return, and then said nothing. Although he despises the other party's knowledge in his heart, he thinks that Zhou Baopu is obviously weak without showing weakness to the enemy, and there is no need to pretend to show weakness to the enemy at all. But the answer was immediately apparent, and there was no rush to refute it.
Although Wang Yun was putting pressure on Zhou Baopu, his speed was not very slow. He strode towards Zhou Baopu with loud steps, and now he was three meters in front of Zhou Baopu. He stopped, raised his right arm, and swung it towards Zhou Baopu without any tricks.
Before raising his right arm, Wang Yun leaned down first. Therefore, the right arm that caused a strong wind was swung towards Zhou Baopu's waist. Zhou Baopu's originally bent body suddenly straightened up again when his right arm came forward. Because if he continues, the right arm will be thrown over his head.
It's too late, but it's soon. Zhou Baopu had just stood up straight when he heard a crisp sound.
This is clearly the sound of bones colliding and breaking!
Not only Zhou Baopu heard this sound, but the audience in the audience also heard it. Everyone present was a blood refiner, and they were already very effective. Although the sound of bones breaking was not very loud, they could still hear it clearly. Hearing this sound, almost everyone thought that Wang Yun had broken Zhou Baopu's ribs by swinging his arms.
"Ah!"
With a cry of pain, Wang Yun immediately stepped back, and at the same time his right arm was drooping. It was obvious that it was fractured.
Zhou Baopu was also very surprised. The expected pain did not come, and he heard a cry of pain. After looking at Wang Yun and then at his waist, Zhou Baopu scratched his head in confusion. But then, as if he thought of something, a ray of purple light flashed in his eyes, and he chased Wang Yun excitedly.
Wang Yun was surprised. He didn't know why the expected result didn't come, but he was injured inexplicably.
Not only Zhou Baopu and Wang Yun who were fighting were wondering, but the audience and the goatee-bearded referee were also wondering. The most speechless thing is that after Wang Yun's fracture, Zhou Baopu himself acted inexplicably. Obviously, even Zhou Baopu himself did not expect that after one impact, he was still alive and well, but Wang Yun's entire right arm was completely disabled.
But doubts are doubts, but Zhou Baopu also knows that the opportunity cannot be missed and the time will never come again. While confused, he did not give up the opportunity to pursue. After a few jumps, he had arrived at Wang Yun's side. His arms, legs, and feet all became his weapons at this moment, and he blasted towards Wang Yun.
Zhou Baopu's offensive is no longer chaotic and can be described, it is simply a shrew fighting. Using both fists and feet, he launched various personal attacks on Wang Yun in the most direct way. Like a violent storm, Zhou Baopu punched and kicked Wang Yun randomly.
Wang Yun also thought about resisting, but his right arm was already disabled. As soon as he stretched out his left arm, he was hit and disabled by Zhou Baopu's right arm again.
At this moment, Wang Yun seemed like a clay figure, while Zhou Baopu looked like an iron man. Zhou Baopu, the iron man, ravaged Wang Yun, the clay figure, until he was unable to resist or fight back. Compared with Zhou Baopu's, Wang Yun's bones were simply vulnerable.
It breaks when touched and breaks when touched. Wang Yun's bones were ravaged by Zhou Baopu's violent wind and rain. Even if they were not broken into dregs, they were still intact.
"I give up!"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Baopu quickly stopped, took a few steps back, breathed out a sigh of relief, and then sat on the ground and softened.
Wang Yun did not regret admitting defeat, because only he knew how terrible Zhou Baopu was.
Yes, Zhou Baopu's strength was only at the purple level, but his physical strength made him stand in awe.
He personally felt that if Zhou Baopu continued to ravage him, not only all the bones in his body would be smashed, but even the flesh on his body would be destroyed into mud by Zhou Baopu.
Li Xianer was stunned, the referee was stunned, and the audience was also stunned!
Before watching the challenge, subconsciously, everyone had a rough expectation of this battle. Generally speaking, even if it is different from what was expected, it won’t be too far off. But now the result is that no matter how talented the prophet is, he never expected such an ending.
Especially when they saw Zhou hugging Pu, who was as soft as mud and weak, sitting without wanting to move, everyone was shocked and completely speechless.