Chapter 1297 Weapon Spirit

Solangeji discovered the characteristics of Lausanne's attack methods.

Lausanne's impact comes from the power of acceleration, but his own power will never be stronger than Solangeji.

Therefore, just interrupt the casting!

Solangeji rushed to Luosang. At this time, Luosang was curled up in a ball and could not avoid Solangeji's speed.

The vajra stick was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, waving a terrifying afterimage in the air, and the explosion was like thunder, hitting Luosang's fat body hard!

"puff--"

The vajra rod sank deeply into the flesh, and the layers of fat and fat on the surface were whipped, causing waves of flesh to ripple.

Although a lot of the terrifying power was removed, Lausanne was still able to take the first shot and send it flying away, like a kicked ball.

"boom!!"

The huge meat ball landed on the ground and bounced violently for more than a dozen times before stopping.

Luosang's blood boiled for a while, but the layers of natural defense force prevented him from being sucked into mud.

However, there was still a horrific bruise left on his body, and soon the scar left by the vajra rod turned dark purple.

"It works, come again!"

Taking advantage of the victory, Solangeji pursued the attack with lightning speed, leaping into the air with the force of thunder, aiming at Luosang's head with a stick and hitting him hard!

The ultimate power is so terrifying that it can restrain all the bells and whistles.

Luosang's expression changed, and his fat body rolled away dangerously.

"boom!!"

The ground shattered, and a large amount of ice and snow was shattered and flew out.

As the battle continued, the snowfield had been sunk for more than ten meters, and white steam filled the West Zhou Dynasty. No one could see clearly what was happening inside.

Zhang Yi looked calm, but said to Liang Yue, "Get ready! It's almost your turn."

Liang Yue said: "Do you think Solangeji can't win?"

Zhang Yi said calmly: "There is a high probability that you will lose."

It's not because Zhang Yi looks down on Solangeji's strength.

But the injury on Solangeji's body.

Injuries to internal organs can also be forcibly suppressed by drugs and willpower for aliens who attack from a distance.

But for an enhanced-type alien who fights hand-to-hand, his injuries will worsen whenever he exercises strenuously.

Maybe you can suppress it at first, but when you hit later, you can't help yourself.

"call!"

A blazing wave of heat rose into the sky from the battlefield shrouded in white mist, and actually dispersed a large area of ​​fog.

This also allows people to temporarily see clearly the scene inside.

Solangeji holds a Vajra stick, his majestic body is like a black iron tower, and his feet step on the ground, like a Vajra that will not fall.

Luosang, on the other hand, appeared in the distance in a somewhat embarrassed state, breathing heavily.

There were three dark purple stick marks on the fat flesh all over his body, which looked ferocious and terrifying.

That part of the flesh and blood has been completely necrotic.

If he hadn't been so fat, his internal organs would have been shattered if these attacks had landed on him.

This is also the reason why most of the ancient generals had big bellies and did not pay attention to the muscles all over their bodies.

A body shape that is truly conducive to fighting must have fat as a buffer.

Looking at the current situation, it is clear that Solangeji has the upper hand.

The private soldiers of the Pudge family had bright eyes, as if they saw the hope of victory.

"As expected of Lord Solangeji, he is so awesome!"

"This is the number one warrior of our Pudge family! Who can defeat him?"

"Maybe Master Solangeji can complete one and three and defeat the aliens from the three families. Then it will be exciting!"

The private soldiers of the Pudge family have already begun to have wonderful imaginations.

Zhang Yi and Liang Yue looked at Solangeji on the court, but they did not think the situation was very optimistic.

Solangeji, who seemed to have no problem, subconsciously made a small movement of his abdomen inward while moving.

This could not be hidden from Zhang and Yi. Solangeji's internal injuries were getting more and more serious, and he had to be forcibly contained to keep him fighting on the court.

Unless he can quickly capture Lausanne in front of him, the longer the battle drags on, the worse it will be for him.

But, how was he going to take down this fat man who was all greasy and had hundreds of pounds of fat?

Solangeji's eyebrows were raised. At this time, he also knew that the injury on his body was occurring.

It must be resolved quickly!

Looking at Luosang in front of him, his hand slowly twisted the vajra stick.

The next moment, he slammed his feet on the ground and rushed towards Lausanne like a cannonball.

This time, the vajra stick in his hand turned into a spear, and he began to use the spikes on the other end to attack Luosang.

Luosang also felt Solangeji's life-threatening intention, and he was still smiling.

He crossed his arms, and more terrifying flames surged out from all over his body. Flame after flame circled like a long snake, biting towards Solangeji!

The blazing flames burned away Solangeji's hair, turning him into a dark bald head.

But he was not afraid at all. He braved the scorching heat, used the diamond stick in his hand to disperse the flames, and then ran towards Lausanne unabated.

But at this moment, the big fat man like a meat ball did not choose to confront Solangeji head-on.

Instead, it bounced back like a ball.

"Hey, hey, are you injured? If you keep dragging it on, you will vomit blood soon. Who is risking your life?"

Lausanne has already seen Solangeji's problem.

Luosang knew Geler's strength very well. If he risked his life with a dying blow, even a master like Solangeji would definitely be hit hard.

Then, just delay it slowly.

Luosang began to distance himself and launched a long-range attack on Solangeji with high-temperature flames.

Zhang Yi found that as the man was beaten slowly, his figure seemed to shrink a bit.

"Starting to become a little thin? In other words, he stores fat in his body and treats himself as an oil tank."

Zhang Yi touched his chin: "It's interesting."

But soon, he said to Liang Yue next to him: "Get ready, it's time for you to play soon."

Liang Yue nodded. She held a long knife in her hand. In order to hide her identity, this was naturally not Longming, but another Adamant metal weapon.

"By the way, don't forget to bring this."

Zhang Yi said, reaching out to lift Huahua from his shoulders and put her in Liang Yue's arms.

Liang Yueren was dumbfounded. She looked at Huahua blankly: "What are you doing?"

Zhang Yi said with a matter-of-fact expression: "As a stranger who can control beasts, it makes sense for you to bring a beast with you when you go to the battlefield, right?"

At this time, Liang Yue finally understood why Zhang Yi was so confident that he would be able to win this duel.

Because judging from the strength level, Huahua, who has unlocked the genetic lock, is more powerful than Liang Yue!

If such a combination appears, it will be completely bug-level.

Liang Yue was stunned for a long time, and finally choked out a sentence.

"I thought you thought I was that one genius."

Zhang Yi pointed at Huahua with a smile, "Even if you are a genius, wouldn't it be safer to add a weapon spirit to you?"