Please ask the dream

"Are you the strongest fighter in the alliance?" Looking at the muscular man with amazing fighting spirit, Feng Xue under the shining starlight had the momentum of a superior, and the suffocating sense of oppression made the surrounding buildings tremble.

He didn't know how the owner of the dream fought a master-level fight, but he had obviously embarked on a path that was inconsistent with his original body.

But it didn't matter. Being suspended by the professional league meant that his combat effectiveness in this area had reached a considerable level. After being familiar with the Star Ring, at least the local environment of Chelinina, there would be no more gains if he continued to drag it on - after all, according to past experience, even if he was suspended, at most the dream would automatically skip this period, and he would not be given the opportunity to leave the city.

In contrast, Feng Xue chose a style of play that would allow him to gain more practical experience!

"I am just the strongest one here today. Even if you defeat me, there will be a steady stream of masters in the future. Of course, I think you, a coward who vents your anger on a building that cannot resist, should not be able to do such a thing."

The man's body swelled rapidly during the time he spoke, and after saying a word, he had turned into a little giant more than three meters tall.

"More masters? That's exactly what I want." Feng Xue showed a bloodthirsty smile on his face, and the momentum that burned like a flame on his body became more and more vigorous.

The collapsed building has long attracted a lot of attention, and when these two lights flashed in the city, they immediately attracted a lot of attention.

This is not a fight on the ring, but a real fight without scruples. Even fighting enthusiasts dare not approach easily. No, it should be said that all those who approached with the mentality of "If I can see the actual combat, it's worth it even if I die" have fallen in the constant collision of momentum.

However, Xinghuan's capitalism is even more important than that of Saka City. Helicopters carrying professional photographers have risen into the sky at some point, and they obviously do not intend to miss this rare live broadcast opportunity.

After a brief confrontation, the fighter who was at a disadvantage suddenly charged forward. In front of the three-meter-tall body, Feng Xue, who was only 1.9 meters tall, seemed as small as a child. The fist as big as a casserole hit like a giant hammer, and the continuous blows full of murderous intent seemed to have regarded Feng Xue as minced meat on the chopping board.

Bang!

Without dodging or defense, Feng Xue straightened his back and implemented the basic law of the fight in the dream. He relied on his body to withstand the continuous blows. The lethality carried by the bone-piercing pain was forcibly resisted by Feng Xue's will. The belief that he would not be injured turned into layers of filters, which refined and decomposed the continuous blows and finally eliminated them.

The incomparable high-frequency attack was absorbed by Feng Xue's relatively fragile body in an instant. Under his slightly tattered suit, his strong muscles suddenly bulged.

There were faint notes jumping in the air, and the sounds intertwined and converged, like the prelude of a beating heart, gradually turning into a passionate melody (bgm "Awakening").

The melody played by the beating of muscles seemed to be injected into the engine with high-energy fuel. The crazy continuous hits suddenly stopped in an instant, and then, the fighter who seemed to have turned into a monster that destroyed everything in the last second suddenly flew backwards, and on his rock-hard abdominal muscles, a clear fist mark was so obvious!

"Don't use this kind of soft fist, it will only make me think you are a woman!" Feng Xue put his hands in his pockets, showing an extremely disdainful expression. His superb acting skills and facial management made this face full of mocking power at this moment.

It's a pity that he couldn't use the collection because he entered a strange dream, otherwise Feng Xue would have to try the quality of [3D has you]. However, his opponent obviously didn't know that he really had the ability to turn people into women. Being ridiculed like this, his muscles all over his body began to swell with blood, an ominous, ghost-like black spread on his skin, and his pair of blue eyes were filled with blood. Crazy, violent, like a killing machine, the giant arm like a rock crusher crushed the air, with a harsh sonic boom and impact, and hit Feng Xue's abdomen. "Bang!" The camera and sound collection equipment blessed by the architecture captured this moment, and the extremely dull collision sound, as well as the circular shock wave that was aroused after the collision and blew away the surrounding dust, were clearly captured. But Feng Xue did not retreat a single step after taking the blow that was strong enough to smash the load-bearing column of a skyscraper. He still stood there with his hands in his pockets, showing a somewhat frightening smile in the increasingly intense BGM -

"That's all you have? Haven't you eaten?"

"Why..." Even with the will of a battle-hardened fighter, it was inevitable that he would be a little surprised at this moment, but it was also the moment when this surprise was born that Feng Xue firmly grasped it.

The fist in his pocket was "unsheathed" again, and it exploded at close range with a short, hard, and crisp fierce killing move.

This time, the fighter finally understood what exactly was that knocked him away.

However, he could still hold on!

Swallowing the fishy sweetness in his throat, the fighter's muscles suddenly began to shrink. It was not because he had used up all his strength, but because everything was compressed. This did not seem to be in line with biology, but in the world of architects, just believe it!

The fighter, who firmly believed that this would make him stronger, suddenly became as ugly as a shrunken mummy, but the explosive power contained in this ugliness finally cheered up Feng Xue.

"That's more like it! I thought you only knew those monkey tricks!" Although he looked more like a monkey now, Feng Xue gave him an admiring look. However, the fighter was no longer going to listen to Feng Xue's words. He launched an attack faster and stronger than before, without any sound or signs, because even the shock wave that broke the sound barrier was left behind by him!

"Come on!" Feng Xue's G·I force field roared excitedly. For the first time in a non-attack state, he took his hands out of his pockets, opened his arms like a cross, and the posture seemed not to welcome the upcoming attack, but to wait for the arrival of the gospel.

Buzz!

Completely different from the dull sound of a giant bombardment before, this time the sound was like a delayed noise. At the moment of the collision, snowflakes even flashed in the camera equipment, and Feng Xue, who received the impact head-on, finally had an unnatural dent in his chest.

But under this punch that was enough to stop the heart, the music vibrating from Feng Xue's body became louder and louder, but even louder than that was the heartbeat that seemed to be able to penetrate the world, like the roar of a war drum!