MTL - Tempest of the Battlefield-~ 675 ultimate matchup

Patro Dongros stood in the middle of the empty sky arena, and returned to the whole place, fate?

get rid of?

Maybe it was just a whole wish. After all, he returned to here. There are the glory and regrets of the Daoer family, and his own glory and regret, and he finally returned here.

At the beginning of this place, end it all.

The end is a new beginning.

Patroclus looked up to the banquet, and the body has been integrated into the world. During this whole month, he is constantly feeling, and the excitement before the war has made his realm rise rapidly. This is the sentiment, and it is only this way. In the first battle, there will be such an excitement.

A bright spot appeared in the sky, the moon city boiled, people looked at the air, and the king moved.

He slowly descended into the Sky Arena, and this matchup was finally about to begin.

Patroclus regained his gaze and watched Wang move, his face showing a smile like an old friend. "Long time no see."

"Yeah, six years, time is really fast."

"Sisi, okay?"

"She is very good, very happy, thank you." Wang said.

Patroclus nodded slowly. This is the only girl in Patroclus's life, but he is very satisfied with this result. After all, he is not suitable for human love, and Sisi has found her happiness. In any case, this six-year companion allowed Patroclus to spend the inflated period of infinite power.

"What about your martial arts gun?"

"This is a battle between us. No other things are needed." Wang Dong said that Patroclus refers to black charcoal. In fact, it is not very important to have such a full-scale weapon. But this represents a full attitude.

"You still feel so arrogant." Patroclus laughed. Although the power is very important, the weapon left by the blade warrior is definitely much better than the average weapon. Wang Dong is still as arrogant as ever.

"Without the audience, it looks like we will start right away." Wang moved his fist and couldn't wait to say.

"What are you waiting for!" Patroclus threw away his cloak, revealing a silvery outfit.

Roar……

Rumbled...

The sky suddenly flutters in the clear sky, and the breath of the wild beasts emerges from the sky arena. This is definitely beyond the power of human consciousness, and it is far from being accessible to the Protoss.

In its own evolution, human beings have begun to come into contact with the universe.

The power of gold and the power of silver are distinct, and the war of the two is rising.

Almost at the same time, Wang Dong shot, Zachley's most proud stack of fists, this moment in the hands of Wang Dong, there is a kind of boxing control of the world's domineering

"There is still no new tricks."

Patroclus's hands are full of silver, and their nuclear and mental strengths are in a state of extreme restraint, and control has reached the limit that no third person can match.

From...

The fists were intertwined, and the body of Patroclus shook a little, obviously a little unexpected, and Wang’s fists slammed over.

It is indeed a stack of punches, but it is not a general stack of punches, but an infinite stack!

With a punch, the power is a wave of waves and a chain of stimulating, completely stopped. The gods can control such a rhythm, and the nuclear force can produce such changes.

The movement of Wang Dong’s boxing contains infinite changes, and the palm of Patroclus is like a barrier, silver, cold, repelled, the only!

This is Patroclus, he will never change, live in his own way, maybe indifferent, maybe unrequited.

Wang Dong’s fist was full of enthusiasm, with a punch and a punch, and Patroclus did not evade, with one palm and one palm, completely bearing the strength of Wang’s fist.

Both are releasing "good, pick me up!"

The king of the sky, the left hand retracted, grabbed the castration, and the right hand slammed out. This blast was like the highest frequency pile driver, and the fist did not stop infinitely attacking.

Booming and banging...

Numerous voices were practiced in a string, shaking in the sky, and Patroclus’s palm was like a mountain, stretching against the fierce punch and firm expression.

Behind the infinite passion is the greatest enthusiasm.

Suddenly, Patroclus pulled back and pulled half of the whole body. A gap came out, and the palm was turned into a knife, which was cut directly into it.

And Wang Dong is a homeopathic turn, his left leg suddenly smashed out, a very fierce whip leg, and Patroclus is a full elbow.

From...

The two men bounced off at the same time, each of them had a trick, but the feeling in the eyes was even hotter.

Patroclus flashed, the butterfly stepped out, and it was in the hands of Patroclus. It was really a dream, and it was impossible to tell the truth.

Butterfly steps and speed are in conflict, but Patroclus can make the perfect speed butterfly step, dream.

With a palm and a palm, Wang Dong uses the block of the heart. He does not accept the most orthodox combat skills from Patroclus. The king is just the opposite. The old man only gives him the practice, no matter the skill. His skills are mostly self-realization, and at the highest level, he is free to do whatever he wants.

Although the butterfly is dreamy, the opponent has a pair of eyes.

Magic, both broken!

Boom... bang...

The strongest skill in armed battles is that they are just a little icing on the cake. The focus of casual combination is to maximize strength and timing.

Poisonous bombing...

As long as they are caught by a full contact point, one party will explode hundreds of attacks in an instant. The perfection is violent, and the roar of the sky arena is like an earthquake.

The army maintained order, in case it was rushing in. There was a strong nuclear power in the sky above the empty arena. Their fears were superfluous because no one was rushing.

There is a restricted area of ​​life.

The Protoss also analyzed the situation, but no one can grasp it, shocking the level of power in it, the shocking collision, the high-frequency squeaking from time to time, what a speed of the move.

Once a hedge, the two are recruited, separated, and the figure can be pulled back and the distance widened.

Wang Dong took a deep breath and opened a long fist. Patroclus’s knife was lifted.

"drink!"

"Roar!"

Long fists blasted, the hand knife opened!

Start...

The power of the hedge is four, the sky arena is constantly shaking, and the two have disappeared from the place and appear in the center. The fists are interlaced and the defense is less. Both of them are attacking each other. On the opponent, the power is smashing, the ground has long been unable to withstand the shock wave, and it has been blown up into pieces.

Roar……

Wang Dong completely gave up the defense, fists palm, palm burst out of glare, palm thunder!

And Patroclus is a fist, and the silver is like the call of death! boom……

Power unimpeded into the other side of the body, blasted, the body can not control the bomb to fly out, directly blasted in the arena of the arena, bursting burst.

Among the ruins, the two slowly stood up, and Patroclus's body lifted up, his hands opened, and behind him seemed to be open to the void, and countless silver rifles emerged.

Millions of guns!

Whizzing-……

All the long guns slammed into the king like a guided missile, and Patroclus grabbed one of them and took all the attention and threw it out.

Wang Dong burst into a life, the body formed an energy shield, and the rain-like silver gun attack was blocked by the shield, but the one shot by Patroclus broke the shield and the other silver guns directly blew. Go up.

The people outside only heard the sound of the arena bursting in a lifetime, and the whole huge hole was broken. Wang Dong was bombarded and the Protoss could not help but be happy.

Wang moved back and wiped the gray of the corner of his mouth. The disk with the energy ball compressed between his hands appeared, and began to rotate at a high speed. The number of flying discs that followed him was increasing, and countless buzzing sounds through the sky.

- No difference flying 斩!

Countless golden frisbees screamed at Patroclus, and Patroclus's hands were silvered, and the frisbee near it was all shattered.

At this time, the king's hands suddenly slammed into the hands, the sky's frisbee collided with each other, irregular collisions, the faster the collision, the densely murdered to Patroclus.

Patroclus’s punches are getting faster and faster, but it’s clear that this judgment can’t keep up with this high level of random impact.

bass……

A full Frisbee cut the arm of Patroclus, the blood flew, and the moment seemed to stop. With the snoring of Patroclus, the silver light came out, so the gold plate was melted by silver.

When the two first played against each other, the sky was ruined. It seems that this great arena will complete its historical mission in this battle.

"Lao Wu, can you see the victory now?"

In the void, black charcoal and Laowu are suspended, watching quietly, black charcoal wants to participate in the war, but unfortunately the king does not need to. ||First|More

"The two guys are very fierce, winning and losing, is that important?" The old martial arts mouth, apparently he was abused, even if it is super martial arts, playing chess is the same stinky level, so in his field, Laowu Uncertainty to find the way back.

Said this on the mouth~www.novelbuddy.com~Zachley has never been convinced in his life, of course, does not want Wang to lose, especially in such a game, his life and ideals are pinned on Wang Dong, rule the world, how can lose It.

But this Patroclus is indeed a rare genius. Like Li Langaros, it was an annoying guy. This kid is even more annoying. There is always a high-level indifference in his eyes, as if the world is drunk. Wake up, the bad smell of the Daoer family.

Patroclus’s silver gun has come out. Obviously, this level of warm-up is not enough. It takes a little more effort. When the silver gun comes out, people have disappeared.

When the silver gun came out, the momentum immediately changed, and the fist guns were interlaced. Wang Dong discovered that the stacking force could not work at all. The change of this weapon is not a full level of combat power.

Within three strokes, Wang Dong was bombarded.

After the rise of the king, the hands clasped together, the power of the heavens and the earth was instantly extracted, and the ice and fire double dragons killed and swept out.

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