It is still the simple routine of the genetic warrior, but this Zhan Wuji has maximized the various index abilities of the genetic warrior.
A terrifying fighting spirit was boiling.
"boom!"
Zhan Wuji used the power of his body to kick the ground, and he even cracked the limestone rock. How much explosive power would this require?
An outrageous figure, with an unstoppable momentum, rushed towards the dreamlike Meng Yue.
With a smile, the dreamy moon person danced with the wind, the purple-white clothes with a dreamlike mood, easily escaped the blow that used the speed and power to the extreme.
Without stopping, Zhan Wuji's punch directly hit the protective shield behind Meng Wanyue. While the terror ripples flickered, he turned around and kicked, and rushed towards Meng Wanyue again at high speed.
...
"what?"
Hanyu Xiaotian outside the field found something wrong now~~
What about this waning moon?
That's it~
...
Not to mention what Han Yu Xiaotian had discovered, but at this time, it was still not slow to see Meng Wanyue in the field, but this time he no longer dodged, but chose to fight the opponent directly.
The tender and white lotus arm, intersecting with the opponent's invincible fist, was not in the slightest inferior.
In a blink of an eye, dozens of moves have passed. Under the horrible fist of Zhan Wuji, Meng Canyue's sleeves and shirt have been damaged, and the sleeves on the forearms have been shattered by the violent vigor, revealing the jade arms like lotus roots.
But Meng Wanyue is still calm and unhurried, coping freely between backhands and hands~
"wrong!"
At this time, Zhan Wuji had a strange feeling in his heart.
"The opponent's body is definitely not so strong! This is not the martial arts routine of Meng Canyue at all, I have been recruited!"
Zhan Wuji, who had reflected it, stopped suddenly, and Meng Canyue who was opposite him also stopped~
Sure enough!
This is an illusion!
When he first entered the ring, he actually started to follow the dream of the moon.
Zhan Wuji, who understood it, roared immediately.
An intent to fight ten times more intense than just now turned into a tangible and qualitative horror aura, as if to tear the space apart.
The ground was cracked and the air wave rolled.
As if a bomb exploded, almost the entire ring was rippled visible to the naked eye.
"Sizzle~"
Something seems to be torn~
After a while, the two sides showed up again, but Meng Wanyue, the same position as when she first entered the ring, did not move, nor did people move, and the clothes at the cuffs were intact...
"This is ~ what happened just now? I obviously saw the two fighting fiercely, why did it suddenly become like this?"
"Yeah, Zhan Wuji had destroyed several arenas by him just now, but now it is still intact! Is it an illusion?"
.......
Facing a crowd of people who couldn’t figure it out, Meng Canyue’s supporters smiled triumphantly: "Don’t you know? This is one of Meng Canyue’s most powerful martial arts, Dreamy Canjue! Not only the insiders cannot be identified in time, Even people watching outside will be confused by the illusion."
Dreamy remnant sleep!
Spiritual fantasy!
The people in the field couldn't help being in an uproar, the only woman in the top ten of the Tianjiao list was really extraordinary~
Han Yu Xiaotian had long discovered that it was wrong. His star destined him to possess incomparably tyrannical spiritual power. When he noticed that it was wrong, he unfolded his divine consciousness and naturally discovered the dream of Wan Yue. Illusion.
On the ring.
Zhan Wujizhong, who had just exploded to shatter the illusion with a strong aura, converged his aura again, and he looked at the dreamlike opponent facing him condensedly.
"We have been guarding against you a long time ago, but I didn't expect to be recruited. Well, was it when you first entered the ring?"
Zhan Wuji remembered the smile Meng Wanyue had to him at the beginning~
