Chapter 1189: Final Day 2

Wow.
　　 The giant statue of the father of the gods, which had already destroyed most of it, finally collapsed completely.
　　 "Oh, you are losing money."
　　 Lin Beichen pointed to the broken stone of the statue and said, "You just clearly made it on purpose."
　　 "There is so much nonsense."
　　 Pan Duoqing's body leaned forward slightly.
　　 In the next moment, it turned into a phantom again, appeared in front of Lin Beichen like a teleport, and punched out.
　　 This time, Lin Beichen can finally be sure that this extreme speed beyond the line of sight is produced by Pan Duoqing relying on a tyrannical physical explosion.
　　 The physical strength of this kid is dozens of times stronger than before.
　　 seems to be one of the means of preparation during this time.
　　 But so what?
　　 The scumbag also prepares homework very seriously.
　　 "It gives you two tricks, you are addicted, right?"
On Lin Beichen's fist, a pair of pale gold gloves appeared in an instant, covering the entire palm perfectly.
　　 A pair of [Arabic Gloves] appeared instantly.
　　 He raised his hand and threw a fist.
　　 Boom boom boom.
　　 is also a golden fist print, in the air like two meteor showers colliding against each other, besides the horror-inducing power and energy exploding wildly, it also forms a perfect visual effect like a firework blooming.
　　 The golden rain showered, covering most of the ancient bridge.
　　 The bridge surface violently quaked.
　　 The ice layer is flying fast.
　　 The ice crystals and frost trees turned into white powder and drifted away.
　　 "Hahaha, [Arabic Gloves]?"
　　 Pan passionately laughed wildly, without showing any weakness, the powerful physical power burst out, and even the advantage of high-speed movement was given up, and he directly chose to confront Lin Beichen head-on.
　　He was built into a humanoid weapon by Bann, the god-crafter of the flame lord system. The [Dahijin scale body] defense is known as invincible. This rough and direct style of play is most capable of venting his power nakedly.
　　 Moreover, he is going to use this most direct method to defeat Sword Xiaoyao frontally.
　　Only in this way can the humiliation previously defeated by Jian Xiaoyao be crushed, the shadows can be dispersed, and the lost glory and dignity can be regained in the most powerful way.
　　 And Lin Beichen did not show weakness at all.
　　【Desolate God Knuckles】in hand, increase eightfold with all your strength.
　　 Boom boom boom.
　　 In the end, the speed of the two punches getting slower and slower.
　　 The sky full of fist marks disappeared.
　　 Both of them hit each other's fist with one punch.
　　 It's like four iron hammer piling machines constantly blasting each other, the moment the fist hits, layer after layer of Jinli wave, turned into a circular air wave visible to the naked eye, surging like crazy...
　　 The picture is distorted by the sudden flow of air.
　　 After a few breaths, the two didn't know how many punches they had struck each other.
　　 Within fifty meters of the location of the two figures, even the air was drained by this terrifying punch, and the bridge under the feet of the two of them kept cracking...
　　 The bridge of longevity is about to break again.
　　This kind of picture makes all those who watch the battle with the help of superconducting crystal screens only feel that their scalp is numb.
　　 Such physical power is too shocking.
　　Neither side did not mobilize the supernatural power, but the destructive power caused completely crushed the performance of the talented players in the previous selection contest when they fully urged the supernatural combat skills...
　　 "I thought about it a long time ago that the battle scenes in the finals might be amazing, but I didn't expect that it would reach such a level from the beginning."
　　 In the temple of the Xia San District of the Northwest Region, the expression on the face of the Xiangyan priest is a bit complicated.
　　 This level of battle may be just the beginning for the two finalists.
　　 But for the Xiangyan priest, it was already a ceiling that she couldn't reach.
　　 "It seems that there is already another level of battle... Meow."
The mysterious assassin Liaozhong let out a long sigh, threw a small yellow croaker that was deep-fried and crispy outside in his mouth, and groaned contentedly: "Fortunately, I retire early, otherwise... I have no choice but to kill them all...meow hahaha."
　　 "No, Pan Duoqing shouldn't have this kind of physical cultivation, and this kind of power shouldn't belong to him... But why did it pass the teleportation array test?"
　　Han Mansion, the destiny magician Han Luoxue wrinkled her delicate eyebrows tightly, with a trace of dissatisfaction and a touch of worry.
　　 Han Qun and An Dahua next to each other looked at each other and they were silent.
In 　　 Xiaofushan Mansion, the five great dudes grew their mouths in surprise, Qing Lei's hands were folded in front of her chest without knowing when, and the faces of Chu Hen and Dai Zichun were full of solemn colors.
　　……
　　 "No way."
　　 Lin Beichen gradually realized the weirdness.
　　 blasted continuously, already thousands of punches.
　　'S punching power, placed before today's final, was enough to kill Pan Duoqing a hundred times.
　　At the beginning, he thought that Pan Duoqing was relying on some kind of secret technique to stimulate potential, or the blessing of other external forces, to achieve such a tyrannical physical battle.
　　 But I didn't expect Pan Duoqing to be able to maintain such a long time.
　　 and there is no sign of afterlife.
　　 Is this his own power?
　　 Lin Beichen was surprised.
　　 Is there really any technique in the God Realm that can increase the strength and power of the human body to this level in a short period of time?
　　 Boom boom boom.
　　 The punches are fierce.
　　 round and round arcs continue to burst and spread vigorously.
　　 The ancient bridge under the feet of the two of them finally could no longer withstand this kind of force. A meter-wide jagged crack was opened, and black wind and magical energy rose into the sky from under the bridge.
　　 The golden light flashed.
　　 On Lin Beichen's head, the [Desolate God Helmet] also appeared.
　　 A pair of gloves, with a helmet, the [Immortal King] set made up three sets, and the increase in strength instantly reached twelve times.
　　 "Eat my Pegasus Comet Punch."
　　 Lin Beichen shook all his strength, his spine roared like a big dragon, all the strength was concentrated on the right fist and burst out suddenly.
　　 The fist turned into light and shadow, tearing the air.
　　 Boom!
　　 Fists collided.
　　 A terrifying counter-shock came.
　　 The two machos who had been banging at each other were finally shocked so that they flew upside down for a hundred meters and staggered to the ground.
　　 Click.
　　 At the moment when Pan passionately landed, his feet were like spears and pierced the bridge deck. He abruptly withstood this force. He refused to retreat even if it was a half step, and his feet directly tore the bridge deck.
　　 Pedal Pedal.
　　 Lin Beichen retreated twelve steps later to stabilize his figure.
　　 Every step left clear and engraved footprints on the bridge.
　　 "Do you feel the real power?"
Pan Duoqing's face appeared intoxicated, and his arms slowly retracted, saying: "You have used the power of the [Immortal King] suit, and I just warmed up casually... Hehe, now I know the gap between us. ?"
　　 Lin Beichen looked down at his arm.
　　 The golden gloves are still intact.
　　 But the sleeves of both arms turned into powder in the blow just now, revealing the violently bulging arms, and the blood vessels of different thicknesses are also highlighted like dark red centipedes...
　　 He could clearly feel that there was a crack in his arm bone.
　　 A sense of fatigue came.
　　I hurt my arm.