Four Hundred and Forty Two The Ultimate Battle

...Many people were suffocated and laughed in their hearts. Is this old guy confused? Who do he think he is!

The Grand Consul Sanchez knew that Benedict Mahjong XV had a few tricks when he was young, but the priests had been weak for a long time. So what could it be? Jin Yao level? He can hold on to the dark gold level! Although his momentum is good, he is not funny.

However, with the Pope's fingers that were trembling, the dark clouds seemed to be penetrated by one finger, and the sunlight exploded and continued to expand, eventually completely dispersing the dark clouds and unable to escape the sunny sky.

Benedict XV's figure shrank again and sat back on the chair tremblingly. However, when people looked at the Pope again, the respect was not just because he was the Pope!

At that moment, the Grand Consul's face was very pale. Did the power of the Holy See not disappear? Is everything an illusion???

The elders of the Senate Church were also silent, especially those fence-bearers and anti-Holy Seems to suddenly find themselves living in dreams. What kind of power is this?

Benedict XV didn't care, but just waved his hand and signaled that the game could begin.

Nebero's face did not change and he withdrew his gaze that looked at the sky.

"The competition begins!"

Why don’t others think about it? Zou Liang and Murphy were ignited by such great power!

"It seems that His Majesty the Pope doesn't want us to go too far," Murphy said.

"Are you ready? Don't let me down." Zou Liang said with a smile.

Murphy finally showed a smile on his face, a confidence that could not be described in words, and his momentum spread between the two.

The two of them didn't need to pay attention to Nebero at all, because this was a battle between the two. No rules or rules had any effect on them. The battle they wanted was their battle, and victory was also a victory between the two.

The other players in this special training also obtained a temporary special position, which allowed them to witness the battle most clearly. The battle between the two strongest people of their generation is also an extremely valuable experience for them.

At this time, the imperial capitals in the south and the north had no limit. After so long training, perhaps their recognition was higher than ever.

"Has it started?" Joyna licked her lips, and the kitten girl's ears kept shaking as soon as she was excited.

"Not yet." Buenaven was both excited and proud. On the court were his two best friends. Although he was not one of them, he still had indescribable joy in his heart.

"Hmph, it's already started. The two of them are just waiting for their momentum to surpass each other!" Greg couldn't help but say. Buenaven, a guy like Buenaven, can only comment blindly. In terms of eyesight, he is the best among them.

Sure enough, everyone else looked at Greg, but at this time a slightly depressing voice sounded, "It's not about surpassing the opponent, but about helping the opponent's momentum to reach its peak."

Peloponnese!

Peloponnese's face was very bad, and he was still wearing a thick bandage, but Montaïr's warrior stood straight and would not shake. He must watch this battle.

It is probably Peloponnese's biggest regret to not be the protagonist on the field.

Greg could ignore Buenavin, but could not refute Peloponnese. Besides, the awakened powerful people such as Miquiva and Orisia all agreed with Peloponnese's words, but girls were too lazy to be serious with him.

Greg is still a little bit eye-catching.

"Orisia, who do you think will win?" Mi Qingwa suddenly asked.

Orisia just looked at the battlefield quietly, not Mi Qingwa.

"Haha, don't stop talking. Your breath has changed a lot. It seems that the small problems you have solved. You can go there. There is a need to help each other there." Mi Qingwa said.

Orisia glanced at Mi Qingwa, "Arthur."

"Haha, I knew you would choose him, so I'll choose Murphy."

"Where are you losing?" Orisia suddenly asked.

Mi Qingwa was slightly stunned and showed a bright smile. Orisia's personality, which obviously solved the problem, became much more interesting. She blinked, "You can do whatever you want my sister."

It seemed like she wanted to sacrifice herself, but it still made many people lose their minds. Mi Qingwa's charm was really irresistible. With her "terrifying" personality, the pursuers continued.

"If I win, you will call me sister, Sister Mimi in the future. It's really good."

Mi Qingwa seems to be quite satisfied with this title.

Orisia nodded, and the people around her were speechless about the strange bets of the two women.

Peloponnese was still a little depressed, because he had just learned that Arthur's strongest one was actually a knife, but in the battle with him, he used fists from beginning to end, which was a blow to Peloponnese who was extremely proud of himself.

Murphy, how far can it be?

To be honest, between the two, Peloponnese was more inclined toward Arthur, not because Arthur defeated him, but because Murphy lacked a murderous aura.

What is battle? To put it bluntly, it is killing people!

Murphy is very strong, but he seems to be unable to control his murderous aura. How strong can a hesitant warrior be?

In the arena, the audience was a little impatient. What were these two people watching each other? Why didn’t they do anything yet!

But among the most anxious people, some people are getting less and less anxious, especially those experts in the VIP area, who are obviously attracted by the unique aura of the two.

Not long after, the surging fighting spirit in the momentum could be clearly felt at the level of Forte.

"Grandma, I, the bystander, are about to burn!" Forte clenched his fists. As a soldier, he could not experience this kind of battle personally. It was definitely a pity that he could not fight one of the two.

Greg curled his lips, feeling a little disdainful of these guys' innocence, but if you think about it carefully, it was originally a battle for fame and fortune, because the taste of Arthur, Murphy and Peloponnese has changed.

What is the point of a battle without profit?

Power is to seize profits, but it is precisely because of the existence of such a bunch of idiots that the Nicholas family can always stand at the peak of power.

The reaction of the outside world is no longer important to Zou Liang and Murphy. The momentum has risen alternately, and both of them have expanded their clothes. Even if a warrior can exert 80% of his body's strength in the battle, it is normal, but in some special battles, it can exert 100%. This is exactly the case in this battle. Both sides are deliberately increasing the excitement of each other. What they want is not only victory, but also the strongest power.

If Nebero and Greg are the same type of people, then Arthur and Murphy are the same type of people, and they are pursuing power. They are indeed the naivety or stupidity that Greg said.

But...so what?

Soon the ordinary orcs also grew their mouths. Their figures seemed to be "large". They rubbed their eyes but did not change. Especially the orcs in the first few rows, they felt that they had difficulty breathing. It seemed that a pair of invisible big hands grabbed their necks.

The expressions of Arthur and Murphy were becoming more and more ostentatious. What a wonderful feeling. Zou Liang felt that every cell in his body was jumping, just like the feeling of standing on the highest stage of fighting and competition in his previous life, full of desire for battle.

Murphy, can you be stronger?

Arthur's arms fluttered, and his incredible momentum pressed towards Murphy. Although as a priest, Arthur seemed to be even more ferocious.

A smile appeared at the corner of Murphy's mouth, and he raised his head slightly. He let him be strong, and the bright moon shines on the river.

The orcs in the entire arena could feel the surging beast power. This level of struggle was not familiar with or understood.

However, Jin Yao-level masters can understand that there are many presents, and the higher the level of the momentum battle, the more important it is. However, even Jin Yao-level battles rarely control such a level of momentum.

Mephist and others exchanged glances, and obviously saw the shock in each other's eyes.

What was shocked was not their current strength, but their terrible potential. In time, if these two people advance to Jin Yao, would others still be able to get along?

Almost at the same time, two loud shouts sounded, and the two of them rushed forward almost at the same time, and they both punched each other with exactly the same fierce punch, with such a surging momentum, as if two mountains collided together.

boom……

There was no fancy power battle on the front, and it was obvious that Murphy would have an absolute advantage in body shape, almost at the same time, but Murphy was on the line, and he would be the first to achieve maximum damage before Arthur's punching power reached its peak. This is a battle for masters, but Arthur's left hand was not an attack, but just a swing, and at the same time, his right hand bent. When the left hand drove Murphy's left hand, his right elbow rubbed Murphy's left hand and slid directly to his chest.

Bang……

A strong blow broke away Murphy and then flew into the air. A fierce whip leg was thrown down at Murphy's neck. At this time, Murphy flashed out his legs, a faster and more direct slash!

boom……

Both were knocked down at the same time.

They did not retreat, and the two stood up almost at the same time. Murphy kicked out, but Arthur came first.

Side kick!

The target was Murphy's legs. Murphy's attack was blocked instantly. While Arthur made a side kick, he flipped his body and flipped to Murphy's side, and kicked Murphy's neck.

Murphy's neck tilted, but it still didn't flash and hit it.

But just when everyone thought Arthur was successful, Arthur's feet could not be retracted. Murphy's head clamped Arthur's ankle, suddenly grabbed Arthur's leg with his left hand, and his right fist directly hit Arthur's knee.

Without the protection of armor, this kind of attack will break the leg!

Zou Liang bent his legs and rushed towards Murphy, locking Murphy's right hand with both hands, and locking Murphy's head at the same time with his left leg.

——Snake Refining Cross Lock!

His legs suddenly squeezed, and Murphy's body was lifted out, and his head hit the ground, but Murphy in the air roared, and his waist suddenly exerted force, twisted his downward rush, and fell out parallel to Zou Liang.

boom……
Chapter completed!