After saying this, Zhao Lie pursed his lips tightly and without saying any nonsense, he stabbed the broken machete into the ground and slowly removed his armor and even leather clothes covered with spikes.
He took it off and placed it on the handle of the machete, revealing his muscular body.
His body shape is like a combination of a bear, a tiger and a cheetah.
His shoulders are as broad as a bear, his chest is as thick as a tiger, and his waist is as flexible as a cheetah, presenting a perfect inverted triangle.
Explosive power flows.
A vivid red falcon with soaring wings is tattooed on his entire chest, with its wings extending all the way to the biceps of both arms.
After doing a few warm-up movements at will, the bloody wings flew up and down, really like a blood eagle, roaring out of his body and tearing apart all the prey!
Zhao Lie had no expression on his face, slowly stretched out his right arm, and made a "please" gesture to Gu Zhengyang.
Behind him, Zhao Chong and the "Iron-Blooded Youth League" were shouting, and many villagers started up the chariots covered with steel plates, connected them end to end, and formed a large circle with a diameter of more than 20 meters around them. lock up.
This is their fighting ground.
In the evil land, the strong are respected.
This kind of one-on-one, one-on-one, use of force to resolve differences in front of everyone is the most benevolent and "peaceful" way.
At this point, Gu Zhengyang had nothing to say.
After calling Han Te and Liuli for a few instructions, he waved them out of the chariot hoop and tore off his armor and battle clothes.
He had no tattoos on his body, but the moment he tore his suit apart, his skin, which was originally sallow due to a serious illness, bloomed a metallic bronze color.
The thin figure may not be as majestic as Zhao Lie's appearance, but the hundreds of criss-crossing and shocking scars are medals a hundred times more powerful than tattoos.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
Gu Zhengyang coughed lightly, and the many ugly scars continued to squirm, like clusters of insects gnawing at his flesh and blood.
Seeing his scarred body, I thought about the contribution he made to Taiping Walled City in the past, how he developed a small village with only a few hundred people, struggling on the line of life and death, into a prosperous and prosperous place with thousands of people today. , many villagers sighed.
Even the villagers who were more inclined to Zhao Lie lowered their heads in shame at this time, not knowing whether to support Gu Zhengyang or Zhao Lie.
Even Zhao Lie himself had some fluctuations in his eyes when Gu Zhengyang exposed so many scars.
But this fluctuation was quickly frozen by a more ruthless light.
"Uh-huh!"
Zhao Lie took out a sealed metal can from the leather bag tied to his thigh and threw it towards Gu Zhengyang: "Village Chief, don't say that I bullied you because you are seriously ill.
This is the latest formula of battlefield stimulants.
For a moment, The effect of suppressing injuries and improving nerve acuity just fell from the sky last night.
Do you want to try it?"
Gu Zhengyang held the metal can in his palm, weighed it, and then gently threw it back towards Zhao Lie.
Suddenly his eyebrows stood up and he shouted: "No need!"
Before he finished speaking, this thin man who had been sick just now suddenly transformed into a raging King Kong.
He took four steps in a row, each step was about three to five meters away, leaving deep footprints on the ground and heading towards Zhao Lie.
Pounced.
With every step he took, the metallic luster on his body became stronger.
By the time he stood in front of Zhao Lie, his whole body was as if copper had been poured into iron.
Especially his right arm, in addition to the metallic luster, has a crystal clear feeling, as if it was carved from diamond!
"Well done!"
Zhao Lieyi's eyes widened and he screamed strangely.
Instead of catching the metal can thrown back by Gu Zhengyang, he kicked the metal can back toward his opponent.
While the jar was still in mid-air, it couldn't withstand the spiritual energy he blasted into it.
It continued to expand and explode!
"Bang!"
The fragments of stimulants and metal cans on the battlefield were like a goddess scattering flowers, and like a strong wind and rain, they hit Gu Zhengyang on the head!
No matter how strong Gu Zhengyang was, his vision would inevitably be obscured by the liquid and metal fragments all over the sky, disrupting his rhythm.
Zhao Lie took this opportunity to breathe quickly and roar like a steam engine.
When inhaling, the entire lower abdomen is deeply sunk, with only a layer of skin separating it from the back spine, but the chest bulges high, as if there are hundreds of bombs exploding inside.
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It's just the opposite when breathing.
The abdomen is as round as a drum, but the chest is strangely collapsed, and the ribs are clearly defined.
Such deep breathing was repeated three times per second.
In the blink of an eye, the red glow of the blood eagle tattoo on his chest spread all over his body.
Especially his right arm, which had swelled more than before and was half a foot longer.
His five fingers "clicked" to become longer, and gleaming bone spurs sprouted from the joints and fingertips!
"boom!"
The two of them shot almost at the same time and dodged at the same time.
A large ghost claw appeared out of thin air and flew over Gu Zhengyang's shoulder.
It took away three bloody flesh strands from his iron-hard shoulder and burned them deeply on the ground behind him.
There was a pit half a foot deep and more than two meters long, which looked like the footprints of a dinosaur.
A ball of golden light and purple lightning was thrown out of Gu Zhengyang's fist, narrowly passing Zhao Lie's left rib and hitting an armored chariot behind him, making a deafening roar. .
Although there was still a distance of three to five meters, the armored chariot's overlapping three-layer steel door was deeply dented, as if it had been severely bombarded by a battering ram.
With a burst of harsh noise, the entire chariot was shaken.
They all moved five or six meters sideways, kicking up sand and dust all over the sky!
All the villagers were so shocked by Gu Zhengyang and Zhao Lie's astonishing attack that they even forgot to shout for a while.
Even Li Yao was secretly frightened and admired the strangeness and sharpness of the techniques in Nietu.
The absolute strength of Gu Zhengyang and Zhao Lie was naturally far inferior to him, a super-class powerhouse of the God Transformation level.
But their efficiency in squeezing lives and souls has reached an unparalleled level.
To put it simply and crudely, if Li Yao has 100 points of life and soul, he can exert 105 points of combat effectiveness.
Then they may have 20 points of life and soul, but under the stimulation of various extreme techniques and fatal magical powers, they can inspire 30 points of combat effectiveness!
The cultivators who created these techniques and magical powers, and even the entire evil land, are all heinous bastards, but they are indeed evil geniuses!
Li Yao remained calm, silently sensing the psychic operation methods of the two evil earth masters, learning the essence of them, and preparing to integrate them into his own psychic operation model.
"Old Yao..."
Hunter pulled Li Yao's robotic arm with some worry.
"Don't worry, let's take another look."
Li Yao used his soul vibration to input information deep into Hunter's brain, "Your master is still capable of fighting."
The space between the armored chariots has turned into a sea of bloody claws and fists.
Amidst the flying sand and dust in the sky, only a red and a golden stream of light could be faintly seen, and a deafening noise was heard, like the collapse of a high-rise building.
Even though everyone stretched their necks, they could not see the fight between the two.
Soon after, a huge bloody ghost claw was found in the sand.
Everyone thought it was Zhao Lie's attack that failed again.
Who knew that this bloody ghost claw seemed to have its own will?
He grabbed an armored chariot that served as a guardrail, ripped off a steel plate from it, and smashed it into the sand!
Just hearing Gu Zhengyang's muffled groan, the bronze stream of light dimmed instantly, and there were blood shadows in the sand and dust!
"ah!"
Hunter, Liuli and the villagers who supported Gu Zhengyang all screamed.
"good!"
The villagers who supported Zhao Lie inevitably cheered loudly.
Only Li Yao was very sure: "The outcome has been decided, the village chief has won!"
"Varied" Hunter and Liuli were startled for a moment and were about to speak when a heartbreaking scream suddenly came from the sand.
The bloody claws all over the sky disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Instead, hundreds of electric arcs condensed together.
The light of his fist rushed out and lifted an armored chariot flying out.
It spun around in mid-air for more than ten times before landing heavily, smashing into a ball of scrap metal!
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Apart from heavy breathing, there was no sound in the dust.
The dust gradually settled.
Everyone held their breath, widened their eyes, and looked into the dust.
The first person to be exposed from the dust was Gu Zhengyang.
He was covered in blood, with almost no good flesh left, especially the six criss-crossed blood marks on his chest, which almost exposed his white bones.
His right arm was black and wrinkled, like a withered vine, hanging feebly and swaying on his shoulder, looking extremely miserable.
And opposite him...
Zhao Lie's eyes widened, his mouth opened to the limit, and wisps of red smoke came out.
His chest with the blood eagle tattoo was deeply sunken, and he could not return to normal for a long time.
There were countless metal fragments stuck in his body, all of which were broken after the steel plate was broken.
Made of "bullet".
Gu Zhengyang used the edge of his fist to tear the steel plate apart, and it shot out like bullet fragments and penetrated deeply into Zhao Lie's body.
Zhao Lie could no longer hold on and knelt on one knee in front of Gu Zhengyang, his hands trembling to support him.
The red smoke coming out of his mouth gradually condensed into thick blood.
He struggled several times to stand up but couldn't.
Kneeling down on one knee was the limit.
He didn't seem to think that he would lose at all.
His eyes were filled with incredible and painful light.
After adjusting his breath for a long time, he said in a trembling voice: "Your strength... has actually recovered?"
Gu Zhengyang was silent for a moment and said, "You need to heal your wounds immediately."
Zhao Lie grinned, and smiled extremely miserably.
He used his hands and knees to crawl up two steps, climbed to the sword that he had inserted into the ground at the beginning, pulled out the sword fiercely, and threw it towards Gu Zhengyang.
With a "clang", he fell.
At Gu Zhengyang's feet: "I lost, come on."
"dad!"
Zhao Chong was shocked.
The "Iron-Blooded Youth League" who had been showing off their power just now and the young and energetic villagers who supported Zhao Lie also looked pale and at a loss.