Chapter 1,267 The ultimate showdown, a super-destructive collision

Once upon a time, I recalled in my mind the kind teacher Gallen who passed away a long time ago after his leg hair was burned off in a fire and his body was damaged. His gentle and kind words seemed to echo in my ears.

The hairier the legs, the greater the responsibility, the lighter the noodles, the heavier the taste, the heavier the pressure, and the higher the promotion.

Although I don’t know the connection between these three sentences at all, it must be a truth that he realized after living a lifetime. Maybe, probably, maybe, there is probably something I can’t understand that contains the connotation and life of his bitter tears.

Realization is within.

When did I hear the sound of Teacher Kasha who had been dead for many years and chose to hang herself because she couldn't bear the never-ending door-to-door debt collection? Her compassionate smile still seems to remain in her pupils as she stood there training.

Outside the court, he looked at me with encouraging eyes and guided me on the way forward.

She also said something to me. It was the night before she hanged herself. With a melancholy and sad face, she entrusted a stack of IOUs to my hand with serious words.

"My dear student" before she said anything, her eyes were already wet, and they were bright red under the light, like a mangy old dog who knew his destiny: "Teacher can't be by your side forever, you must remember

, the more IOUs, the greater the pressure, the greater the pressure, the more you think, the more you think, the smarter you are."

These words are easy to understand. Teacher Kasha really understands me and knows that my IQ is not high.

I accepted the IOU with tears in my eyes, and looked at Teacher Kasha's lonely back. He looked so stooped, old, and helpless. I seemed to know something in my heart, and I cried all night without knowing it. Early the next morning, I cried.

He immediately wiped away his tears and resolutely handed the pile of IOUs into the hands of Elder Akara.

That night, the sad news came that Teacher Kasha had hanged himself. I stood up in shock, stood there for a long time, unable to control myself, and cried bitterly all night long. I just felt that fate was unfair, fortune had played a trick on people, and all the people in the world were just stupid dogs.

Now, the final words of the two teachers seemed to be coming true in front of me.

Looking at the golden tornado in front of me, I stood stunned.

The golden sword ax hell combined with the power of the super tornado is so powerful.

The second level flame fist, the second level air compression fist, the second level flame and energy slash, all became extremely weak in front of this golden tornado. I used to overwhelm people with my strength, and I was always treated like a fighting bear from hell. Now I also

I tasted the feeling of having nowhere to use my strength.

As Seattle becomes more and more dramatic, the golden tornado continues to expand. It feels like it won’t take long for the huge training ground to be completely covered by this golden tornado. By then, even if the Hell Fighting Bear has a thousand teleports

, ten thousand teleports, but still can't escape from being swept away by this golden tornado, and then scratched all over the body.

Yes, of course, it's just a bruise on the body. Although I haven't thought of a way to break the golden tornado, but such a large-scale attack, if the attack power is enough to frustrate the Hell Fighting Bear, then Seattlek shouldn't do acrobatics here.

Now, let’s challenge the Four Demon Kings alone.

Back then...how did Carlos crack this move back then? I thought hard, but fortunately my memory finally strengthened for a while, allowing me to recall that thrilling battle that was a close call between victory and defeat.

Carlos was swept into the super tornado. It was... yes... yes, it was to find the eye of the tornado, and then give Seattle a fatal blow from top to bottom.

Very good, let's do it like this. I also want to learn from Carlos, teleport into the eye of the golden tornado in one breath, and then break Seattle's ultimate move in one fell swoop...

That's weird, bastard

I lifted the coffee table of my soul hard.

Carlos used this trick to crack it three years ago. Three years later, wouldn't Seattle Lake learn from the experience and mend this flaw?

Why do you think he used the Golden Sword Ax Hell move just to increase the power of the super tornado? Of course, this is definitely an important aspect, but I think that Seattlek created the Golden Sword Ax Hell and will

The main reason why this move is incorporated into Super Tornado is to make up for the flaws in the eye of the storm.

As long as you dare to enter the eye of the tornado again, those twenty golden energy weapons will be lined up to welcome you. A full-body massage service in the style of stars over the moon will ensure that you come happily and leave quickly.

There must still be some flaws in the golden tornado. There is no move without flaws in this world. At this time, the gap in combat intelligence between himself and Carlos was revealed.

Carlos, who faced the Super Tornado three years ago, must have also faced his own... no, ten times more difficult predicament, but he was able to find flaws at the critical moment and defeat Seattle in one fell swoop.

And the most helpless thing is that this daughter control knight with extraordinary fighting wisdom is now standing on the opposite side. Under the strong force of the golden tornado, she is still unyielding and wants to add insult to injury.

Raising his head, he could barely see a small black dot in the strange sky of gold and black.

It is impossible to ignore this little black man in the sky, because he is exuding an extremely strong aura that makes the hell fighting bear's instincts throb.

The hammers of blessing, which exuded sacred light and were as pure as mother-rut, continued to surround Carlos, and were gradually gathered together by him to form an enlarged version of the war hammer in the hands of a dwarf warrior.

The giant hammer of blessing.

Ahhhh, I understand.

Seattle's Golden Sword Ax Hell takes time to cast, so Carlos uses his instant slash to delay it.

Carlos' super-kill, a shrunken version of Heaven's Death Knell, and the Hammer of Condensing Blessings also require a certain amount of time. This time is delayed by Seattle's already formed golden tornado.

Not only that, the Death Knell of Heaven move requires a certain speed to be used. The faster the speed, the more powerful it will be. Carlos is beyond his capabilities in terms of strength and skills. Once used, the speed will be as fast as that of the Death Knell.

Not available.

At this time, Seattle's golden tornado could just give Carlos a helping hand, using its powerful centrifugal force to throw Carlos at a speed that would allow Carlos to unleash the power of Heaven's Death Knell.

Then, the golden tornado can restrict my movements, and even teleport, so that the death knell of heaven can lock me firmly. The two of them must know that the attack range of the golden tornado is too large, and they may not be able to do anything about it in terms of attack power.

With the Hell Fighting Bear, Heaven's Death Knell, a single-target attack, is the surefire blow against the Hell Fighting Bear.

From the very beginning, these two people had planned it together, and the whole plan was seamless, and it was not whimsical. If they were hit by Carlos's shrunken version of Heaven's Death Knell, even if he was wearing a golden tortoise-shell Hell Fighting Bear,

Maybe he will raise the white flag high and lose his ability to fight.

After carefully reviewing the entire plan or conspiracy against me, I admired the two people's seamless coordination in terms of ideas, moves, timing, etc., but also suddenly felt that these two guys really

As expected of a good gay friend.

Many thoughts flashed through, and only a few blinks of time passed, but within this short period of time, the situation had drastically changed.

One moment, I used three double strikes to defeat Carlos and Seattle. The next moment, I stepped into the trap set by the two of them, and it seemed impossible to escape.

Such an unpredictable battle made the spectators outside the field clenched their fists and even forgot to breathe. They knew that the key to victory or defeat would be in the next moment.

In the blink of an eye, the golden tornado spread throughout the training ground. The cold hurricane raged, and along with the energy weapons mixed in it, it blew over the body several times, leaving several traces.

The golden tornado rolled up a huge whirlpool covered with dark clouds in the sky, as if something terrifying was about to descend along the center of the whirlpool, where a huge tornado connecting heaven and earth sat.

And Carlos's tall figure standing on the edge of the whirlpool, his momentum becoming more and more powerful, already faintly overwhelming the golden tornado, blooming with a holy and majestic white light, which seemed to represent the divine punishment of heaven, further set off the situation.

The end is coming, angels are redeeming.

Soon, at the moment when Carlos' momentum reached a critical point, and the little holy light on his body was so rich that it covered the sky with black clouds and golden light, the huge tornado suddenly expanded violently and rolled up.

Carlos' huge figure seemed to be standing tall on the ground, and he threw it hard towards the ground.

Holding the giant hammer of blessing high in his hand, Carlos' body turned into a meteor and smashed down to the ground.

At the same time, in the tornado, Seattle, who was already spinning and dizzy, vomiting and diarrhea, also cooperated with Carlos's desperate blow at this last moment, the critical moment, and tried his best to control the tornado and the inside.

Twenty energy weapons covered the area where I was.

Everything is just to limit my movements so that Carlos' death knell of heaven can hit accurately.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Falling like a meteor, the fierce wind wrinkled Carlos' handsome face and blurred it. He roared uncontrollably, raised the hammer of blessing in his hand with difficulty, and smashed it down hard.

At that moment, a white light suddenly exploded in the dark clouds, and a huge lightning bolt as thick as a water tank, with a holy aura, fell hard on Carlos' figure like a falling meteor, superimposed on his body.

And the Holy Light Giant Hammer raised high in the hand and smashed down was covered with a layer of sharp electric light from the thunderous strike.

At that moment, Carlos was like the incarnation of angels and thunder, in charge of divine punishment, descending from the sky, intent on crushing all the evil below with this giant hammer.

Everyone was stunned, as if they saw the angel reliefs and murals on the church walls vividly reappearing in front of them. Fortunately, these people had no belief in angels. They just thought that angels, like the dragon family, were favored by God and were born to be darker than the dark ones.

It is one of the most powerful and outstanding races among all the races in the mainland. Otherwise, seeing this scene, I would have worshiped him devoutly.

It seems that there is no way up to heaven and no way down to earth.

Seeing the overwhelming white light covering the sky, it was so painful that I couldn't even open my eyes. I laughed helplessly in my heart.

Based on those descriptions, I once imagined a scene like this, a shocking scene in which an extremely powerful demon king, locked by the complete version of the death knell of heaven, was smashed into meat.

Unexpectedly, I could actually experience it myself and become a shrunken version of the Demon King.

Forced teleportation?

It's not that it can't be done, but it is surrounded by Seattle's golden tornado, and there are dangers everywhere. If one person fails, the outcome will not be much better.

Moreover, Seatac and Carlos had so many plans, but they did not consider the possibility that I would force teleportation. Maybe if I did this, they would play into their plans.

Of course, none of the above are actually the real reasons.

Most importantly, I don't want to hide.

For a moment, my blood suddenly boiled, and I wanted to have some passion, and resist Seattle's Death Knell of Heaven and Seattle's Golden Tornado.

It's because the brain is congested, and people go crazy and run away without responsibility. They feel that the bearskin they are wearing is not itchy enough, so they want to play bullfighting with the two super killers on the opposite side.

Anyway, humans can no longer stop my ambition to conquer the universe.

In an instant, the crimson fields all over his body condensed together, allowing the white light above his head and the golden light around him to pour down, covering the surrounding area.

The color in his eyes was nothing but gold and white, and there were dragnets and murderous ambush everywhere.

But my mood was surprisingly calm, as if I was not in ambush from all sides, but in an intoxicating wonderland.

Time seemed to pass extremely slowly. Driven by this calm mood, I took a deep breath, took a slight bow, put my palms at my waist, and then punched out neatly.

Third Level - Flame Fist
To be continued...