"Oh! It seems that a lot of things will happen when I rest!"

After the metal ball quickly returned to its previous armor shape, Liu Ming glanced at the ring and didn't find Qingyan. He knew that the slut with beads and iron trees in his hand must have taken advantage of the situation.

"You don't want me to convince you too!"

Wu Gang looked at Liu Ming like he was looking at a dead person, as if he had won.

"You are worthy! Get out of office now, otherwise it would be impossible to just get rid of the trash!"

What a joke! This little guy is worthy of him, and he shot a silver bead.

"Buzz!" The silver bead that could cross the entire arena within 0:01 second, and when it approached the person, its speed slowed down at a speed visible to the human eye, and finally stayed at a fork at the top of the iron tree.

"Sizzle!" A purple arc coiled around the silver beads and kept swimming. The space wherever it passed was slightly distorted, and the silver beads were quickly completely evaporated.

Is this electricity? This guy can actually use electricity. The Witch King is not saying that the wizards of the wizards have been lost hundreds of years ago. The existing electric wizards are extremely low-level, and this is obviously not a low-level product.

"Do you know? The nemesis of metallic witchcraft is the witchcraft with lightning attributes, and what I hold is the 'Chaos Thunder Tree' with lightning attributes.

You are wearing metal armor, and the silver beads you shoot out are also made of metal materials. The witchcraft you learned should be metal witchcraft. No matter how strong the metal witchcraft is, it will eventually be restrained by lightning. You have no chance of winning against me."

Wu Gang said as he waved the Chaos Thunder Tree in his hand, and a thunder beam like a dragon roared out and rushed to Liu Ming in an instant.

Flash! Liu Ming subconsciously flashed to the side, but the moment his feet left the ground, his body involuntarily stiffened, and the lightning beam hit him heavily.

"Crack!" The powerful electric beam caused a dazzling bright light on him.

"Dong!" The metal armor fell down on its back as if it had no support.

"Thunderstorm!"

Wu Gang felt that the thunder beam just now should not be fatal, so he did not stop casting the magic.

With the waving of the Chaos Thunder Tree, a huge thunder cloud appeared above the ring, and a storm-like thunder spear fell from the sky, submerging Liu Ming's fallen position.

"Crack!"

Under the deafening thunder, the thunderstorm was endless, and the dazzling lightning made the entire Tiehua Town look particularly terrifying.

The violent lightning burned Liu Ming's metal armor red, and the bluestone ground around him thunderstorm turned into shattered powder.

Too cruel! So the audience couldn't bear to turn their heads. Wu Qianqian held her mother's hand and begged all over her face, but all she got was her mother's slight shake of her head.

Wu Yiyu and the others also wanted to bleed their lips. If they hadn't known that the Queen's "Zuan" attribute witchcraft universe could ensure that Wu Ming would be fine, they would have rushed down long ago.

Wu Pingheng and Wu Crazy also looked pale. They found that they didn't seem to have any means to deal with this kind of attack. The continuous blows made their self-confidence a little shaken.

Chi Ben hugged his sleeping son and felt full of gratitude. As long as his son had some spare energy to fight that person just now, he would definitely be blown into powder by the terrifying thunderstorm. He was scared when he thought of this.

The thunderstorm lasted nearly thirty breaths before slowly stopping. Wu Gang took a breath and looked at the metal figure almost covered by powder in the pit with satisfaction.

The thunderstorm that consumed nearly 80% of its mental power was enough to burn any object to ashes. He didn't believe that Wu Ming could survive, but he was cautious and did not reclaim the Chaos Thunder Tree and the Dingfeng Bead.

"So!" A water-blue electric beam turned into a big hand, and grabbed Wu Ming from the bottom of the pit and threw it on the ground.

Wu Gang could not feel a trace of life on the metal armor, so he walked up rampantly and stepped on the head of the metal armor.

"Aren't you very arrogant before? Stand up and hit me! Hahahaha! Dong! Ah!"

Wu Gang stepped on the metal armor and said a word when he saw an absolutely impossible opponent suddenly slashing his ankle with a fierce hand knife.

The broken right foot and a large piece of blood mist were sprayed out at the same time, and Wu Gang flew out like a kite with a broken string.

"Ahhh! Ah! My feet!" Wu Gang held the bloody and bare ankles and howled miserably.

The armor emitting hot and high temperatures all over his body stood up straight like a demon. Everyone cheered after being shocked.

"Good! I knew you wouldn't let us down."

"Come on! Defeat that despicable villain!"

"You are the strongest!"

“…!”

From the opening to now, the audience has been so biased that they are shouting slogans for the first time.

This is not because the audience is biased. It is mainly because Wu Gang is too unpopular. He proposed to besiege Wu Ming at the beginning, and then he took advantage of the danger to throw Qingyan off the arena. The official competition also relied on the ancestral weapon in his hands and made rampant speeches.

They could not imagine where such a poor person would lead the witch king to become a witch king. This is definitely a major event that concerns everyone's wealth and life. No wonder no one would support him.

"Why are you not dead? No one can live under thunderstorms."

Wu Gang screamed for a while and then settled down. After eating an Essence Pill, he used the Chaos Thunder Tree as a crutch to support him and stood up.

This question is not just about him who wants to know, but everyone at the scene wants to know. Some people are willing to believe that his death is God's blessing, but most of them know that there must be some reason for this.

"Of course it's OK to answer this question, but it's my turn. You've hit me for so long. Now, as long as I take my eight punches and don't die, I'll tell you this answer. It's fair!"

"Hahahaha! Do you think you can beat me by just one sneak attack? It's so naive!" Wu Gang showed a sarcastic smile on his face.

"Leze!"

Wu Gang said as he inserted the Chaos Thunder Tree to the ground, and countless forks of lightning spread rapidly on the ground. In the blink of an eye, the entire arena was filled with the entire arena. Liu Ming's body felt a numbness again and his movements became stiff.

"As long as you stand on the ground, you will be infinitely stiff by Lei Ze. If you leave the ground, the wind-fixing bead will reduce your speed by a hundred times.

You should stay honestly and wait until I recover to give you some fun. This time I want the Soul-Devouring Sword to wipe out your soul. I don’t believe you can live like this.”

When he was speaking, his broken foot had already recovered by one third, and he could recover as before with only ten breaths. The essence pill combined with the recovery power of the witchcraft powerful is really a very despicable existence.

"Haha! Why don't you understand? I'm not afraid of lightning, otherwise you think I'm fine."

The power of these lightning is very great, but under individual differences, there is no stronger than the 380 volt three-phase electricity in the human world. You must know that he used that to cultivate his soul a long time ago. The current current is really useless to him.

Wu Gang's smile immediately froze on his face. He saw that the other party was not affected by Lei Ze at all, and jumped lightly. How could anyone in this world not be afraid of lightning? He could not imagine that such a thing would happen.

The audience who was still worried about Liu Ming just now cheered loudly again. They all started to shout and let Liu Ming destroy Wu Gang with one move. They like to watch instant kills!

"So what if you are not afraid of lightning? When you walk over slowly, I have completely recovered. I have an ancestral weapon that is no less than the Chaos Thunder Tree. It will still wipe you out at that time. Now you'd better take the opportunity to get out of the arena, otherwise...!"

Wu Gang quickly recovered from his calmness after being shocked. The trump card he brought this time was more than the Chaos Thunder Tree. As long as he recovered, he could kill the opponent with the Soul-Devouring Sword or the Heavenly Spirit Blade.

He deliberately used words to inspire Liu Ming. How could he tolerate the other party to survive this time? He must kill him!

"Yeah!" As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes flashed and the other party disappeared.

“Where?”

He looked around anxiously, but couldn't find any trace of the other person, and he felt something was wrong in his heart.

"Are you looking for me?"

A strange and familiar voice sounded behind him. He turned around with difficulty and saw the nightmare figure.

"How is it possible? Why are you not affected by the Dingfeng Bead?"

He checked the Dingfeng Bead again and found nothing unusual about the Dingfeng Bead. It still played a role normally. How could he have such speed?

"You can't figure it out, right? I'll take you around and you'll understand."

Liu Ming held Wu Gang's neck like a little chicken, and moved the ring quickly, and there were faint afterimages everywhere he passed.

Wouldn't you just leave the ground? Simple! You can do it by renovating a pair of roller skates. His roller skating skills are very average, but now he has the ability to control metals, and he is very slid in a variety of ways.

Sliding forward, slipping backward, jumping in reverse, and his shadow was everywhere for a while. The speed of the wind was really good!

"How did he do it?"

Seeing Liu Ming's feet keeping off the ground and his body slid rapidly on the ring, everyone was confused.

After taking Wu Gang for a while, Liu Ming threw him on the ground, lifted the wheel shoes that were burned red due to the rapid friction and stepped heavily on Wu Gang's face.

"So! Ahhh..." The hot pain made Wu Gang scream in tears.

"It's good! After you have fun, start the promise just now! After getting eight punches, I will tell you why I'm fine?" After saying that, he kicked Wu Gang into the air.

"I was just having fun with you just now, now I will show you some strength and let you see how overestimated you are." He said, and he punched Wu Gang who was flying more than ten feet high.

I saw a transparent airflow as big as a bowl shot out from his fist, and the space wherever he passed was twisted and deformed. After passing Wu Gang's body, it turned directly below his waist into blue smoke as if it was wiped.

"Boom!" The transparent airflow finally hit the top of the cave hundreds of feet high, and a deep pit several feet in radius appeared on it, and fine stone powder floated down.

Everyone felt the unacceptable shock again. Just a simple punch actually caused destructive power comparable to a disaster. Can people really be so powerful? Even the Witch King should not be able to have such strength!

"This is the first punch! It seems that you have no strength and deserve my explanation to you! So goodbye!"

As he said that, he punched him again, how could the person who attacked him die and survive?

"Um!"

The transparent airflow soared into the sky. He clearly saw the opponent who didn't know his name's serious desperate and begging eyes. He was not moved at all, but the transparent air passed by and did not erase it.

After he vaguely saw a flash of lightning, the man disappeared. He quickly saw the target along the trace of lightning.

An old goatee-bearded man with lightning flashing all over his body was standing not far away with him, looking at his eyebrows and eyes that were somewhat similar to that opponent, and probably the two should be close relatives.

"I beat the young and the old one, can you also want to fight with me?"

He said as he pulled out a five-foot super alloy Tang sword and looked at the old man eagerly. As long as the other party dared to respond, he could kill the two of them with one knife. He would kill the grass and get rid of the root!

"No! I didn't intend to fight you! I gave up on behalf of my grandson,"

The old man naturally saw Liu Ming's thoughts. In fact, after Liu Ming pulled out the short knife, he felt a fatal threat. Although he wanted to seek justice for his grandson, he knew that he still had it.
To be continued...