Give them a little funny shock

Chapter 777 Chapter 862 Theatrical Version Wu Yun (XII)

Game 2.

"Are you Wu Yun?" the other party asked on the stage.

"No." Wu Yun rolled his eyes.

"Okay, sorry."

The opponent probably knew that the question he asked was stupid, so he lowered his head and apologized to Wu Yun. This was the third day after Wu Yun met that fellow villager, and only the 22 first-rate masters were still participating in the competition. Oh yes, a few second-rate masters rushed out from the loser group.

The second-rate masters from the loser group didn't intend to give up, probably because they wanted to fight with the first-rate masters again. It might also help their own practice.

Needless to say, Ms. Zhang must have fought her way up from the loser group. After all, she is also a top-notch expert.

Top players seem to like chatting when they are fighting each other. I don't know what's wrong with them. No matter if they know each other or not, they will greet each other and chat for a while.

"I heard that Mr. Wu Yun opened a law firm?" After a round of attack and defense, Wang Wu still had his hands behind his back. In fact, he did not make a single move during the whole process because he had to pretend to be impressive first.

"Yes." Wu Yun said.

"Can we chat first and get to know each other?" the other party asked.

"I don't think there's anything to talk about and nothing to understand." Wu Yun responded, then kicked the other person.

The speed is very slow, so the opponent can react and dodge.

"Mr. Wu Yun used the skill of emitting powerful energy waves from his hands before. Could you please share it with me? In return, I will also..."

Before the opponent could finish his words, he was interrupted by Wu Yun:
"Blazing Palm."

The opponent's face was now full of shock. He looked down at his abdomen, where a fist was quietly resting.

This only happened in a moment, and that brief pause is still too short for ordinary viewers to see clearly.

His body flew out, flew a long distance, and hit the wall at the edge of the arena hard.

At this stage, there is no longer a saying that you lose once you qualify. Either you admit defeat directly, or the referee declares you defeated. Or you become a dead person.

"Ah-"

The top-notch master who was kicked away spurted out large mouthfuls of blood from his mouth. He had completely lost his previous elegance and grace, and his pupils were slightly dilated.

"what……"

Wu Yun flew over, stood in front of him, and looked down at him, "But you are going to heaven already?"

Wu Yun didn’t even know his name, although he didn’t need to know it, as this guy should be dead by now.

It can only be said that the so-called first-class masters here are still too weak and too fragile. Although the first-class masters have completely escaped the category of "mortals", not all first-class masters have such strong physical fitness.

First-rate masters are also called sub-saints. Although they have the title of "saint", they are not true saints. Their vitality is not that strong.

This city, after all, is just an ordinary city in the underworld. Even before the split, when its predecessor country still existed, it was not necessarily that powerful. As for after the split, it is even more so.

"Wu Yun, wins!"

The referee announced the winner of the match. After Wu Yun won, his opponent, who was leaning against the wall holding his stomach, turned into a beam of light and disappeared from the field.

"What a pity that he didn't die." Wu Yun looked into the distance. There was the medical room of the stadium where the opponent was receiving treatment.

However, after watching for a while, Wu Yun was very happy to find that the other party finally died.

The rescue failed and he died.

"It's okay, it's okay..." Wu Yun said with a smile, then left the stadium amid the cheers of the audience.

Wu Yun is actually not a bloodthirsty person, and the man did not die at his hands, but at the hands of the doctors who rescued him. It has nothing to do with him.

His next opponent is Blake, who is ridiculously strong. Wu Yun watched his match video and found that his fighting style did not match his handsome appearance at all, but it matched his face full of scars.

As for Ms. Lin, Wu Yun watched her game video and found it uninteresting. She happened to be fighting with someone right now and it was obvious that she was going to lose.

The strongest person in the trio is undoubtedly Wu Yun, the second strongest is Blake, and Ms. Lin is at the bottom.

Lin is a first-class master who came from a commoner background. This can be seen from the moves she uses. Of course, Wu Yun cannot see it.

She had a lot of practical experience, but the "quality" was not enough. Wu Yun didn't know what this "quality" meant, but that's what Blake told him.

"We will face each other in the next match, Mr. Wu Yun." Blake looked like he had been waiting for Wu Yun in the corridor for a long time. He smiled at Wu Yun who had just come down from the stage. "There is no doubt that you will win a great victory, right?"

"Of course." Wu Yun nodded confidently, "I will definitely win."

"Do I need to surrender right after I get on the field? There is no need for me to continue this game. I have already got what I wanted."

"Okay." Wu Yun touched his hair confidently. "Although I am confident in my own strength, I don't mind you surrendering."

“It’s good to be self-aware.”

"Haha." Blake smiled.

"However, I would also like to fight with you. I wonder if you can give me this honor?"

"Oh?"

Wu Yun walked over Blake and patted Blake on the shoulder.

"Well, I will grant you death, boy from the land of lush grass and water."

"Did you see that?" Blake said with a smile.

"I guessed." Wu Yun said.

"Then I am also looking forward to fighting with you, Mr. Wu Yun."

The two parted ways and Wu Yun continued to go to the cafeteria. He planned to have a good meal before the big battle.

After this stage, the food in the cafeteria has become much better than before, and he can now eat in the cafeteria specially prepared for them, the top masters.

You can order all the dishes yourself and eat whatever you want, with no limit on quantity.

Another half an hour passed. Wu Yun stood up from behind the two-meter-high pile of plates, left the cafeteria and headed for the passage to prepare for the upcoming duel.

Wu Yun initially thought that Blake was just an ordinary guy, but he didn't expect that this guy could actually hide his strength.

The two men looked at each other from a distance on the battlefield without saying a word.

"Game start!"

"Oh, here comes an interesting guy?" A young man in the audience looked at Blake and said.

"That's Blake." Another person arrived, who looked to be a middle-aged man.

"Of course I know he is Blake. He didn't put on any disguise. Would these people from heaven come to such a small place?" The young man was puzzled.

"Why do you care about him? Do you want to kill him together? With so many of us surrounding him, he will not be able to escape." The middle-aged man suggested.

"You go first. You hold him back and drain his energy, and then we'll go together." The young man glanced at him and smiled.

"No, you first."

"You first." "You..."

The judges were repeating their quarrels, while a confrontation was taking place in the audience.

"Mr. Wu Yun is so confident, is he hiding his strength?"

Blake strolled around Wu Yun leisurely. He approached step by step, but Wu Yun just stood there without any reaction.

"What's wrong, Mr. Wu Yun?" he asked.

"Let me digest it." Wu Yun picked his teeth with a toothpick. "It's okay, you can do it. I have no objection."

"it is good."

When Blake heard Wu Yun's words, he was stunned for a moment.

Then he curled his lips and sat down cross-legged. "Then I'll wait for you to digest it, Mr. Wu Yun."

"What are these two doing? Fighting?" In the audience, the young man looked at Blake who was sitting down and said dissatisfiedly.

"Didn't you hear? Wu Yun said he needed to digest it. Then Blake sat down there and waited for him to finish digesting it." said the middle-aged man.

"When did Blake become so easy-going and easy to talk to? Hasn't he always killed people without blinking an eye and is even crazier than a madman in a fight?" said the young man.

"Who told you? The scar on his face? Although he was a little crazy during the battle, he has always had a good personality." said the middle-aged man.

"That's disgusting."

"Why do you feel sick?" The middle-aged man was puzzled.

"I've never seen you praise other men like this. Are you interested in him because he's good-looking? You Sodros people are like this. As long as they're good-looking, you don't care whether they're men or women." The young man looked at him sideways with contempt.

"Bullshit! I'm warning you, you dragon-riding bastard. Do you believe I'm going to tell you everything about you?"

"Hey, don't get so excited. It's just a joke."

offstage.

"Done digesting it?"

Below the stage, Blake looked at Wu Yun who had opened his eyes and asked.

"I've digested it." Wu Yun nodded. "Since you're so polite, I'll grant you a quick death."

As soon as he finished speaking, a surge of energy burst out from Blake's body. The air around his body was briefly distorted, but soon returned to normal.

"Is this full firepower?" Wu Yun asked him with a squint.

"If Mr. Wu Yun is worried, I can surrender directly." Blake raised the corners of his mouth.

"No need." Wu Yun felt the energy erupting from Blake and began to estimate the opponent's combat effectiveness based on the peak and average values.

In fact, there is no need to estimate. No matter how you look at it, this person cannot possibly be on the same level as him.

After all, this is a theatrical version, and the strength of each character will definitely not be stronger than the mutated old patriarch's world.

"Boom--!"

Blake's charge broke through the hard floor at a speed exceeding Mach 10.

As he rushed over, he left behind circle after circle of sonic boom clouds and deafening noises that were much slower than Blake's attack.

"Damn it, why is there another one? Are these two guys fucking sick? They come to a place like this to participate in a competition that even top masters don't participate in? Did they get kicked in the head by a fucking Dopron?"

On the stage, all the judges looked unhappy.

It was not just because these two players seemed to be completely disruptive in their opinion, but also because the protection measures provided by the arena were simply not enough to absorb the aftermath of their attacks.

If these two continue to fight like this, it is only a matter of time before all the spectators in the audience are shocked to death.

Under normal circumstances, they would definitely not care whether the audience here would die or not, but it is different now.

"Stop it, damn it! You two, stop it now!!!"

The judges stood in the audience and shouted in unison to the audience below.

Several judges had already left their seats and went over there to help maintain the stability of the defensive barrier. As for the rest, they were frantically contacting the organizers of the competition.

"Hurry up! Damn it, evacuate the audience quickly! These two lunatics!!"

"Bam—!!"

There was another deafening explosion, and Blake was kicked into the sky by Wu Yun.

But the offensive was not over yet, Wu Yun immediately followed, and the two fought fiercely again at an altitude of hundreds of meters.

Although it was a fierce fight, in fact Wu Yun was just playing. However, he was a little surprised that this guy's strength was not as weak as he thought.

The two men were fighting fiercely in the sky high above the ground, and the aftermath of the battle created another extremely wide hole in the sky.

Finally, after the previous attacks failed, Wu Yun finally hit the opponent once. This hit was enough to determine the situation on the battlefield.

Blake has some level, but only some level.

With a single strike of the Skylight Finger, Blake's abdomen was pierced directly, and he fell to the ground in an instant.

The body instantly lost all its strength, fell from the air, and smashed straight to the ground, creating a big hole in the ground.

"I won."

Returning to the ground and coming in front of Blake, Wu Yun looked at the man in the pit and said coldly.

In the big pit, Blake came back to his senses from a brief trance and looked at Wu Yun in front of him with a very weak smile on his face, "Of course, you win, Mr. Wu Yun."

"I've already said that there won't be any suspense in the ending. I will win without a doubt." Wu Yun said proudly.

"Yeah, ahem, hehe..." Blake said with a smile, "Your strength really shocked me, and also made me realize how insignificant I am."

"There is no doubt that you will win this match without any suspense."

"Then now, you can die." Wu Yun stretched out his hand and spread out his palm. Light burst out from his palm and swallowed Blake in the pit.

"Ok?"

However, when the light faded, Wu Yun made a sound that expressed doubt.

Because Blake suddenly disappeared. He was not annihilated by his palm, but disappeared without a trace and could not be found anywhere.

"Run away?" He began to search everywhere, but even though he searched the entire city, he still didn't see Blake.

"Fuck you, he ran away?"

Wu Yun looked around and cursed.

"Don't let me catch you! You damned little beast, you little bastard, I will definitely kill you."

(End of this chapter)