Chapter 120 Crush

Chat group rules: cross-border invitations

Please keep these rules in mind:

Rule 2: Any group member can use cross-border invitations, but only non-banned group members can send invitations

Rule 1: The cross-time and space inviter must set the time, location and number of group members before they arrive.

Rule 4: After crossing the border, just click to cancel the cross-border invitation, and you can wait for ten seconds and then return to the original world.

Rule 5: You cannot return to the original world through the chat group while in combat. The combat status is objectively judged by the chat group. The status will be refreshed after three minutes out of combat.

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The above is the group rules for new members in the chat group, and anyone can watch it.

In order to retaliate, Bai Ye naturally read all the rules of the entire group, simulated various possible situations in his mind, and made complete preparations before taking action.

The most important thing is that the administrator must be captured alive. It doesn’t matter whether he is tortured or not, but at least the ban must be lifted first.

Otherwise, if the administrator dies and a new administrator cannot be born in the group, who will lift Bai Ye's ban?

In order to achieve this, it was not enough to have equal strength. In order to ensure nothing went wrong, he carefully decided to shake people.

On the surface, there was only a battle between him and the administrator, but in fact, he was the same as those who secretly protected Monk Tang from studying in the West, such as the Six Ding Liujia, the Five Directions Revealed, the Fourth Level Gongcao, and the eighteen protective Jialan.

Secretly, Ancient One, Magneto, Professor X and others were all paying attention to the situation.

If Bai Ye can't defeat him anymore, he will stand shoulder to shoulder and give the administrator a righteous group beating.

At the same time, in Bai Ye's virtual space, Stark looked at the super-large hydrogen bomb in the space in shock. He didn't know where Bai Ye got it. Is this the rhythm of dying with the enemy?

Of course, it turned out that Bai Ye's preparations were all in vain.

Bai Ye, who had always regarded the administrator as an important imaginary enemy, realized that this person is too weak. Are you worthy of letting me worry about you for so long?

"Ho! Roar! Roar!"

At this moment, the yellow sand in Afghanistan is like a dragon roaring, and tens of millions of tons of gravel are rising into the sky.

Even the sun's rays were blocked by the yellow sand in the sky, making the originally high-sun environment seem as dark as evening.

As the core of this turmoil, all the clothes on Bai Ye's body turned into powder at this moment, and his arms blasted towards Crimson through the air with tens of thousands of tons of terrifying force.

Every punch can shake up tens of thousands of tons of gravel around him.

Every second, he can throw thousands of straight punches with the most powerful posture.

At the same time, he reached a terrifying physical fitness of 4.8, allowing him to live and breathe, never tire of maintaining this state of full strength, and fight hard until his physical fitness reached 4.9.

In the center of this chaos, Crimson, whose skin was phosphorized, looked at the huge sandstorm in disbelief.

The yellow sand all over the sky is like a tornado, blocking out the sun and toppling the heaven and earth. At the same time, the strangulating atmosphere in the center is enough to grind iron into powder.

The gravel dancing in the wind hit the dark red skin, making the tinkling sound of bullets hitting the steel plate.

‘What kind of monster is this? ’ Crimson looked at the human-shaped natural disaster hidden in the yellow sand, feeling extremely frightened in his heart.

But before he could feel sad for a long time, a white left hand had passed through the vortex of yellow sand and grabbed the administrator's crystal-like hair.

"You are already dead!"

A brief statement disappeared into the wind, and stopped along with the yellow sand in the sky, as well as the dark red heartbeat that suddenly stopped.

Then, in the sandstorm, Bai Ye pulled his dark red hair like steel wire and punched his abdomen with his right fist.

"Boom!"

There was no collision between flesh and flesh, and no collision between fist and fist. Under Bai Ye's crimson desperate eyes, his right fist stopped steadily one centimeter away from the opponent's abdomen in time.

Although the fist stopped, the various environmental special effects caused by the punch did not disappear.

In an instant, a terrifying shock wave visible to the naked eye swept the yellow sand toward the crimson belly.

When kinetic energy is converted into thermal energy, each grain of yellow sand is heated to thousands of degrees Celsius, and the air shock waves penetrate each other's scale-like skin.

"Cough!" In an instant, severe pain surged into his crimson brain, fusing his thoughts, and a large mouthful of crimson blood spat out from his mouth.

'Are you still a little too close? ’ Bai Ye frowned slightly.

This guy was so frighteningly weak that he was afraid that he would blow him up if he pushed too hard.

‘Then be gentle. ’ Bai Ye made a decision in his heart, grabbed the opponent’s head, and exerted force with his right hand.

The crushing force caused his fingers to dig into the crimson flesh, forcing cracks into the opponent's skull. Just grabbing his head, Bai Ye threw it hard and fast.

At that moment, Crimson roared in pain, feeling like his neck was about to be ripped off.

Then his body flew out like a javelin at supersonic speed, and large pieces of gravel hit his skin, peeling off his scales little by little, as painful as being cut into pieces by a thousand knives.

But halfway through the flight, in front of him, a slender palm was gently pressed in front of him, twisting his head and giving him a knee.

It was still an inch away, but the strong wind pressure still blew the crimson face into pieces.

'This is more terrifying than death. ’ Crimson wailed.

His heart was constantly trembling with pain, but his powerful self-healing ability allowed his injured body to continue to heal. Bearing the injury, he just wanted to die as soon as possible.

At this moment... less than five seconds had passed since Bai Ye took action with all his strength.

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Half an hour later, Bai Ye walked out of the sandstorm that gradually subsided, carrying the administrator who seemed to be mentally disturbed and looked like a dead dog in his right hand.

‘I wasted 10 days of my time because of this kind of worry. ’

Bai Ye's face was filled with displeasure, and he held Crimson's cranium-less skull in his hand, dragging his body in the rough sand.

Walking out of the center of the sandstorm, Bai Ye let go of Crimson, and then lightly snapped his fingers with his right hand.

The next moment, Crimson gasped, got up from the ground and said, "You're really too harsh."

"Is it heavy? I just let him taste the pain I have endured in the past two months." Bai Ye said noncommittally.

"When my spirit is connected to him, his pain will also be transmitted to me." On Utopia, sitting on the brainwave amplifier, the elderly Professor X said with trembling all over.

Only then did he realize that Bai Ye's pain was greater than his.

"Hurry up and control his consciousness to unban the ban on my chat group." Bai Ye urged, his face flushed with pain and he nodded.

Ten seconds later, a mechanical sound rose in his head.

"You have been unbanned from the chat group."

"It's finally over." Bai Ye said with a satisfied smile.