I, Sakaski, Won't Take a Dog Easily.

Under Sakalski's usual reckless fighting style and fierce and violent style of play, there is hidden everywhere to achieve the goal of military thinking, as well as a scheming and cautious heart.

Under the absolute geographical advantage and late advantage,

The shrewdest hunters never put themselves in danger.

There is no need to fight desperately with trapped beasts, but to consume the prey that has lost too much blood to death through maneuvering.

Therefore, this old hunter who is well versed in the way of 'hunting' has no intention of getting close to Kuzan to compete for a battle that he cannot guarantee victory.

While evading at the right time, Sakaski was also secretly accumulating heat pressure in his body for emergencies.

The two chased and fled, and moved back and forth several times around the wanton erupting ring-shaped crater.

"I jumped back again, are you here to hit me?" After Kuzan missed the air again, Sakasky taunted him, and then his speed increased sharply and he shot towards the crater.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooloc And this is...?" Kuzanxu, who was located in the core area of ​​the extreme cold cyclone, said to himself.

Tens of meters away in front of him, that despicable outsider was fully aware of the attack range of his ultimate move, full of taunts without restraint.

There was a sense of regret in his words: "It seems that you are not going to fight me hard. The distance of tens of meters... You must be counting my explosive instantaneous speed, right?"

While talking and laughing, the corners of his mouth became wider and wider, and his smile became more intense: "People will always believe in the information they see with their own eyes, especially a stubborn old guy like you...

But Sakaski, have you ever thought that all the information you have discovered so far comes from my deliberate actions and actions? "

Suddenly, ice-blue cold air burst out from the soles of Kuzan's feet, and the propulsion generated in an instant shortened the distance between the two of them.

But at this moment, Sakaski, who had been on guard for a long time, was still outside the effect of the moves.

The extremely cold cyclone lingering about 7 meters beside Kuzan instantly expanded and spread to nearly double the range.

"Don't underestimate people, uncle." Kuzan finally breathed a sigh of relief. He deliberately and deliberately concealed the true scope of this move, in order to misjudge the opponent through information differences.

In the process of advancing and retreating, Sakalski created the illusion that the outcome is under control.

[And this cognitive error will lead to...]

"It will lead to your defeat, Kuzan, is that what you think in your heart?" The man who should have lost his sense of time control suddenly grinned.

The "absolute zero", which is enough to cause the speed of the domineering air to drop suddenly, and the ordinary magma to cool and solidify instantly, is of course worthy of vigilance.

Once accidentally involved, Sakalski's best personal combat will be impossible to perform.

That figure is like a scorching hot furnace, emitting an increasingly dazzling incandescent luster from the inside out: "As long as the old man raises the temperature of this space, it will be over? From the most fundamental solution to the problem, you see Isn't it very simple?"

[No, it's not simple at all, you crazy...] Kuzan felt chills from the bottom of his heart.

Indeed, the easiest and quickest way to crack his ultimate move is to raise the temperature of this enclosed area, making the movement between molecules active again.

In this way, the so-called somatosensory freezing will be self-defeating.

But magma is different from flame.

The flame can heat up according to the change of oxygen concentration and igniter, and it is possible to reach from hundreds of degrees Celsius to thousands of degrees Celsius.

But normal magma has an upper limit of 1400°C.

"Even the magma with the highest temperature under normal conditions will cool down and solidify into magmatic rock once it enters this field." Kuzan's expression was somewhat unnatural when he spoke.

He stared straight at the man whose body was spreading a temperature of at least 4000 degrees Celsius to the outside world, and said word by word: "It is impossible for magma to have such a high temperature, unless...it is near the core of the earth."

The figure whose body was almost completely filled with the light and heat that was whitening from the inside out seemed to be getting more and more solid.

Sakaski let out a breath with difficulty, as if he was in such a state that he was working extremely hard: "There are three seconds left, but it is enough."

As soon as the voice fell, it was clear that he did not exert any force on the ground, but his figure suddenly fell.

The ground that had just been frozen and solidified by the low temperature collapsed inch by inch, and the overwhelmed surface centered on Sakaski, slowly sinking amidst mixed creaking sounds.

It seemed that suddenly Sakaski's weight had increased hundreds or thousands of times, but he just stood there quietly, causing the semi-solidified lava in a radius of half a kilometer to be squeezed and deformed again.

"The density has also increased..." The face of the frozen fruit ability user was extremely ugly, and all signs showed that that guy had really climbed to the peak that the magma fruit could reach—even if it was only for a few breaths.

Before the extremely cold cyclone completely dissipated, Kuzan hit Sakaski's face with all his strength and sent a fierce whip kick.

An incandescent magma fist intercepted his kick halfway, and as soon as it touched his knee, that unbelievably hot punch unloaded Kuzan's calf without any delay.

Like a red-hot wire sinking into butter, amidst the series of puffing sounds, the ease is unimaginable.

"Ahh~ the nerves are burnt, I don't feel any pain at all~" The man with the broken leg blinked his eyes, and casually raised the stumped leg below the knee that was torn off by Qi Gen, dangling it randomly .

The [Extremely Cold World], which had already been riddled with holes, finally dissipated due to Kuzan's exhaustion of physical energy. He fell headlong beside the scorching magma, unable to move an inch.

And Sakaski also sat down on the ground, his entire chest was blowing like a bellows.

Mr. Sa didn't know what he thought of, and he laughed heartily: "Smelly seal! You dare to use your left leg to kick people when you smashed Varudo (the world), it's no wonder you don't lose!"

548. The Hardest Bone Finally Feeds to Wang

The slightly strong smell of disinfectant in the ward made Kuzan frowned, and then this fleeting emotion dissipated in his usual laziness, and the wrinkles that had just been wrinkled between his brows were silently caressed. flat.

A few days have passed since the "General's power struggle incident", which gradually became known to the world through newspapers and radio.

Kuzan, one of the parties involved, is currently broadcasting with great interest through the videophone bug, closely watching the developments on the other side of the screen.

"General Kuzan, is it really okay for you not to participate?" The young doctor at the end of the bed asked the patient while carefully checking the fit of the old and new limbs.

Someone who was fishing in the open and aboveboard finally found an appropriate reason this time: "Ah la la, there is no way, who broke my leg and became disabled~"