Ultra God/ultraman God Level Evolution

　　"Split... avatar? Will there be two avatars?" Siro's head banged, blank.

　　Clone skills, this is only for the legendary powerhouses of the level of the King of Ultras. This kid, which superpower in the universe has changed?

　　At this moment, Siro suddenly felt a sense of fear, which he had never felt before.

　　"Clone? Maybe."

　　The corner of Dija's mouth twitched slightly, looking at Siro who was sluggish in front of him, "I don't think this is what you care about now, but how to take my next attack."

　　"you……"

　　Siro's face finally changed slightly, and the hand holding the head dart couldn't help but tighten a little bit.

　　"Accept!"

　　Di Jia did not ink any more, and the three Di Jia spoke at the same time and attacked the sluggish Siro in three directions.

　　"Go away for this young master!"

　　An arrogance in Siro's heart instantly swallowed up fear, his face became ruthless, he grabbed the head dart and slashed towards Diga in front of him.

　　"Sila..."

　　A Dija on the opposite side was torn in half directly under Siro's head dart.

　　"This……"

　　This scene instantly caused the cautious Siro's head to crash and lose his thoughts.

　　"Boom..."

　　However, before Siro could react, a huge force hit him on the shoulder, causing his body to lose balance and roll out to the side.

　　……

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Chapter 193 The Beaten Siro

　　"what……"

　　Siro screamed and rolled out.

　　But his reaction was extremely fast. The moment he just landed, he immediately put his hands on the ground, and a big windmill jumped to the side steadily.

　　At the same time, his heart was puzzled.

　　Why was this kid's avatar torn up so easily by him?

　　Why was the sneak attack not as terrifying as he imagined?

　　Could it be... Could it be that this kid really only has high-level strength, and the clone is just a phantom?

　　Thinking of this, Siro's heart was settled.

　　"Little devil, this young master was almost deceived by you. This time, this young master has to deal with you harshly." The arrogant expression appeared on Siro's face again.

　　"If you think so, there's nothing I can do." The opposite Dija spread his hands, looking indifferent.

　　The kick just now, because he was afraid of Siro's injury, he did not use the violent boots, so hitting Siro, who was stronger than him, was not painful or itchy, and it was understandable.

　　"Hey, look at you still pretending!"

　　Looking at Digana's calm face, Siro felt a raging anger burning in his heart. In an instant, he took a sudden step, leaped into the sky, surrounded by red energy on the soles of his feet, and kicked at Dija.

　　"Then let you see the strength of Kaihang." Di Jia stood still, calmly looking at Siro who was kicking over, with his hands hanging down, and a circle of golden wrist guards on his wrists. 630

　　"What an arrogant guy. I don't think this young master will kick you into a cripple."

　　Sero, who fell quickly, looked at Digana's indifferent expression, gritted his teeth angrily, and the energy on the soles of his feet soared.

　　"Defensive breastplate!"

　　"boom……"

　　A golden light flashed across Diga's chest, and Siro's foot fell on it fiercely.

　　"Ok?"

　　Siro immediately felt that he was not kicking a person, but an iron plate, an iron plate that he could not shake.

　　"what!"

　　Before waiting for the anti-shock force of the defensive breastplate to reach Siro, Dija put his arms around him and directly hugged Siro's heels.

　　"call……"

　　The next moment, Diga took the toes as the fulcrum, hugged Siro's feet, and quickly swung it up.

　　"what……"

　　Siro suddenly screamed in fright.

　　"call out……"

　　After a few laps, Dijia directly faced a big mountain and threw Siro fiercely out.

　　"boom……"

　　The speed of the cannonball, Siro, suddenly knocked down a big mountain, and the rocks flew around.

　　"Cough cough..."

　　After a while, Siro was in the pile of rubble, gray-headed and gray-faced, struggling to prop up his body, looking at Dija in front of him in puzzlement.

　　This kid just hit him with at most the power of the mid-advanced, how did it suddenly become so powerful?

　　Moreover, he was kicked in the front, and he didn't even move his body, what the hell?

　　"Are you convinced now? Let's talk." Di Jia looked at the embarrassed Siro in front of him.

　　"Hmph, it's just a little bit of strength, it doesn't hurt or itches, don't let this young master give in." Siro stood up from the pile of stones, patted the dust on his body, and said proudly, enduring the pain on his body.

　　"Pretend, continue to pretend!" Di Jia crossed his chest with both hands, his chin twitched.

　　With the tenfold arm strength just now, plus the anti-shock force of the defensive breastplate, it's no wonder that Siro has nothing to do.

　　"Is this young master something you can defeat as a kid? How naive, just you? Haha, it's still [-] years away." Siro stood tall, but he didn't give in at all.

　　"It turned out to be like this..."

　　The corner of Dija's mouth on the opposite side slowly showed a strange arc, and said lightly: "Then continue!"

　　After that, Di Jia's body swept out like lightning.

　　Siro's heart jumped slightly, but the arrogance in his heart made his face stern, without the slightest fear, he rushed over to meet Di Jia.

　　"Dazzling kick!"

　　In an instant, Di Jia's body jumped, spinning in mid-air and kicking Siro.

　　"Get out of here!"

　　Facing Dija's flying kick, Siro's face turned cold, and he chopped out his knife and grabbed at Dija.

　　"Furious Boots!"

　　"what……"

　　However, the purple-gold color flashed, and the hand Siro grabbed was like holding a soldering iron. The violent high temperature made him shrink his hand subconsciously.

　　"boom……"

　　The next moment, Di Jia's feet were like a purple strip, slamming Siro's shoulders fiercely.

　　"what……"

　　Siro suddenly changed color.

　　The power this time was ten times that of the kick he had just now! !

　　"call out……"

　　Without any accident, Siro's body suddenly shot out like a broken sack.

　　"Boom boom boom..."

　　Several mountains in a row were flew upside down by Siro and destroyed all of them, blasting out a straight and majestic avenue.

　　Siro, who was buried under the pile of rubble, did not know whether to live or die.

　　"Tap..."

　　Di Jia's expression did not fluctuate, and he walked over step by step.

　　"Chichi..."

　　A sudden exclamation made Dija's footsteps stop.

　　But it was Beimonstein, who had just been blasted into the big pit by Diga, and came back to his senses, looking at the surrounding ruins, and Diga's innocent and innocent faces, and hurriedly jumped into the sky in fright.

　　"call……"

　　Di Jia just threw a dark red fireball out.

　　"boom……"

　　A sea of ​​flames exploded, and Bemonstein plummeted vertically.

　　Di Jia didn't look at the results, and continued to walk towards Siro.

　　"Cough cough..."

　　After struggling for a while, Siro turned over the stone that was pressing on him and got out, with pain as if his body was torn apart.

　　In particular, the shoulder that was kicked by Dija seemed to be dislocated at this time, and he could not exert any strength.

　　How can it be?

　　At this time, Siro kept roaring in his heart and asked repeatedly.

　　How did this little devil suddenly become so powerful?

　　"If you don't want to do it again, just say it." Di Jia came directly to Siro and smiled lightly.