We agreed to become a physical Martial Saint, but you became a mecha Martial Saint?

Chapter 72 Era ()

"dong dong dong"

There were countless moves exchanged, and the people watching the battle could only see one after another afterimage remaining in the sky.

The figure of Sith turned into a black line, rushed towards Zhou Linchen again, and punched out.

"bang bang bang"

The sound of intensive punches hitting flesh could be heard, but after each collision, only the Sith was ejected.

"drink!"

Zhou Linchen shouted loudly, and his light gold arm, which was as thick as a cement pillar, slammed hard into the solid street pavement, forming a dent.

The Sith rolled and jumped and quickly pulled away. He missed the blow by a hair and used his hand as a knife to hit him.

"Bang bang bang!"

Zhou Linchen stepped forward and hit the spot where Sis was standing several times.

The fine soil in the big crater was splashed out by the shock force, hitting the Sith's retreating position hard.

What followed was a small "ding-dong-dang" sound, and all the dirt was blocked in front of him by the Sith's spirit barrier.

"crash"

The barrier disappeared, and all the fine mud balls fell to the ground.

Sith's expression was solemn, completely losing his previous arrogance.

The two of them stood on opposite sides, more than ten meters apart, watching each other's condition.

"His body defense is too thick. Although he can't touch me, I can't do any harm to him. It seems that it can only be a draw." Sith thought silently in his heart, originally thinking that he would be able to defeat the powerful enemy after making a big breakthrough. Zhou Linchen, unexpectedly, only got a tie.

"You can actually compete with my second form. Your breakthrough in the past six months is not a big one..." A smile appeared at the corner of Zhou Linchen's mouth involuntarily. A majestic and turbulent emotion arouses the whole body from bottom to top.

Like a sign before a volcanic eruption, the hot magma is already flowing slowly. Such a scene could not help but appear in the minds of everyone watching the battle.

Sissy was secretly feeling that something was wrong, but suddenly heard Zhou Linchen whisper these words, and was stunned for a while. Then he suddenly felt the fatal threat of death rising throughout his body.

With a flash of eyes, Sith watched all this happen with a calm expression.

"The battle of martial arts is about life and death. It's a pity. If you are not my opponent, maybe we can become friends..."

"But now, you can only be killed by me with regret!!"

The faint golden light from Zhou Linchen's whole body disappeared, and his whole body suddenly seemed to have become an ordinary person. His aura was restrained, and he slowly assumed a posture that the Sith had never seen before.

As Zhou Linchen continued to move, the sense of fatal threat that Sith felt became more and more serious, but he still stood still. The vortex formed by the rotation of Zhou Linchen's body and spirit began to roll, and the powerful wind gathered into a vortex. White air flow lingered around Zhou Linchen.

"Secret seed fusion!" Zhou Linchen had closed his eyes long ago, thinking silently in his heart.

After Zhou Linchen completed the fusion that day, the Baiyun Miwu all over his body formed what the identity panel said was a secret seed.

After several days of research, Zhou Linchen gradually figured out its function.

That is, the secret seed can be fused with the body, which can make the fusion person burst out with powerful power in a short period of time.

After countless tests, the bonus it can bring to the fusion user has doubled as much as before.

Normally, the power that a warrior can fuse with his secret seeds is only average. However, Zhou Linchen's fusion secrets are all about defense and strength. This in itself makes his power beyond ordinary people. Combined with the effectiveness of the secret seeds, , then it is not as simple as 1+1=2.

The white airflow gradually enveloped Sith's figure, and his constantly emerging figure began to run around, with collision sounds such as "bang bang" sounding from various parts of Zhou Linchen's body one by one.

Between the movement and silence of the two people, the situation on the battlefield could not be clearer.

Each of the Sith's attacks only made a sound at most, and otherwise did no harm to Zhou Linchen. However, Zhou Linchen just turned on his third form and stayed put, which already had a great impact on the Sith.

Both the speed of body movements and the coherence between moves were disrupted and full of flaws.

Zhou Linchen opened his eyes. In his third form, he looked at the weak Sith in front of him and felt a little disappointed. He thought it was only 70% to 80% of the strength of the Sith, but he didn't expect that he was already giving his all.

Take a deep breath of white air.

"Roar!!!"

Zhou Linchen's throat shook rapidly.

A violent roar exploded instantly.

The tall buildings near the damaged hotel began to shake, and some taller buildings outside also shook. Everyone present felt a roar in their ears, and their whole body felt the energy and blood running to compensate, and they couldn't use much strength to come out.

There were even cracks in the glass of some shops on the street.

"Oh!"

The moment Sith was yelled at, Zhou Linchen rushed forward and punched out with a heavy punch.

The dull sound was buried in the echo and aftermath of the roar, and a figure flew out on the street, slammed into the wall, and was embedded in it.

At this time, the only person still standing on the street was Zhou Linchen.

"Brother Sith actually lost!! How is it possible...how is it possible..." Miccia, who was standing nearby and witnessed the whole process, was stunned and his trembling voice came out.

Franco, another Four Spirit disciple, saw the opportunity and rushed towards the final direction of Sith, apparently preparing to rescue Sith.

The next moment he made a move, Zhou Linchen had already intercepted him in front of him, pressing down with his giant palm seemingly slowly but really quickly.

"Snapped!"

Like slapping a fly, Franco was slapped into another hollow in the street.

The difference between him and Sis is that one is embedded in the wall and the other is embedded in the brick pavement.

Zhou Linchen turned around and walked quietly towards Miciya, the last person standing in the trio.

The footsteps were not loud, but they sounded far away in this silent street.

"Ahhhhhh, I want to avenge Lord Sith!"

I don't know if he was crazy or something else, Miciya suddenly roared and rushed towards Zhou Linchen at high speed.

next second.

"bang"

Michia's head was blown apart in response, leaving only a headless body that fell straight down while maintaining a sprinting posture.

"Oh yeah!!! Senior Brother Zhou Linchen wins!!"

"Well done!! Senior Brother Zhou Linchen is the strongest!!"

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The disciples of Qiang Wuhui suddenly shouted loudly, and everyone shouted Zhou Linchen's name crazily.

Zhou Linchen stood quietly on the spot. In his secret sense, the Sith in the wall was not dead yet.

He ignored the cheers of a group of disciples next to him and walked step by step towards the store with the plaque reading "Rong's Jewelry Store".

The chest of a figure on the innermost wall of the store was still rising and falling slowly.

When the disciples of the Qiangwu Association saw Zhou Linchen still walking towards the store, they hurriedly kept silent for fear of interfering with Zhou Linchen's judgment and decision.

Reaching out and tearing apart some banners in front of him, Zhou Linchen relied on his strong body defense and ignored the broken glass and went directly to the dying Sith.

"Cough cough..."

Sith, who was still conscious, saw the unharmed Zhou Linchen walking close to him and coughing heavily. He could feel that his life was passing quickly.

"For me...for me, see...the ultimate in martial arts!!"

When he said the last few words, Sis clearly wanted to stretch out his shattered hands to grab the hem of Zhou Linchen's clothes.

But unfortunately, he couldn't do anything, and the look in his eyes reached its peak for a moment and then quickly died out.

Quietly looking at the promise that Sith made to him at the end of his life, Zhou Linchen lowered his eyes and stretched out his fingers to close his unclosed eyes.

Zhou Linchen looked at the blue sky and spoke out from his heart,

"I will not accept the promise of an enemy who has been defeated by me."

"Because it means nothing, it is just the dying cry of a weakling."

"The truly strong will only determine the times, rather than be led by the times!"

After that, he turned around and left this chaotic jewelry store...

(End of this chapter)