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Chapter 503 I'm a big eptuagint 2

The combat image effect of the two "Dalubu" is no less than the previous fake fight.

But this time it was a real fight.

I, who has not yet opened the "Star Destroyer", is a big muscle bull, and is obviously suppressed by another "Double-machine Lu Bu".

After the other party's two supercomputers had already simulated the computing power to hundreds of tricks, it was also because he was essentially two computer systems, and when others in turn performed "data deduction" on him, the difficulty was directly higher than the next level.

Affected by the gravity of the white dwarf, the space becomes thick as slurry, and every movement seems to carry a heavy burden. In fact, even if the gravity of the PVP area is adjusted, it is still tens of thousands of times that of an ordinary planet.

In this case, the battle between the two sides tests skills. I am a big muscle bull and the violent output I performed under three fusions was also significantly disturbed.

However, at this time, his blood seemed to be activated, and a large amount of black hair grew from the surface of his skin, giving people the feeling that he was a pure Orgrimmar man.

In this state, he seemed to be able to break the computing power suppression of part of the "Wuhuang Jue" by relying solely on his brain power.

In the future where high-level engineers do not interfere, the combat talent of "Hammer of Destruction" is quite famous. As the orangutan prince consort, I am the Big Skin Boss and obviously enjoyed the dividends of this camp.

However, as a veteran of gold fighting, the "Wuhuangjue" immediately changed its fighting style, from opening and closing to guarding to being airtight. At the same time, the "Synthetic Biological Halberd" began to deform. The tip of the halberd grew densely and the blade of the halberd had the same number of back hooks. Not only did it have a bloodletting function in the surface shape, but it also suddenly "evolved" more than a dozen debuffs such as blood sucking, poisoning, intermediate gene pollution, and cell absorption on the attribute panel.

In the live broadcast room, a carbon-based stream player anchor immediately said excitedly:

"Did you see that, do you see that this is the real power of carbon-based flow. It can always make corresponding combat evolutions based on the situation on the battlefield, and not only weapons, but also various defensive equipment. Imagine that when you fight with others, you have dozens of frontal buffs on your body and the enemy has more than a dozen debuffs. How can you fight this battle?"

In theory, this is the case. A top third-level carbon-based warrior should develop various powerful abilities, such as genetic pollution and bloodline assimilation.

However, the camp has insufficient accumulation in this area and has not illuminated the biotechnology tree of "carbon-based civilization".

This causes even the third-order carbon base to be used to brush the whiteboard carbon base with the "Star Tree". After installing it on the planet computer, it will move towards the whiteboard output stream in a row.

There are only a few talented players, such as the "Martial Emperor's Earl", who have begun to think about radiating blood.

However, after the anchor praised it, he suddenly made a stunt.

‘No matter how hard it is, when my Skin Boy throws out the burning eptuagint, all problems will be solved’

The anchor's tone suddenly stagnated, and then changed the topic as if nothing had happened.

He had been stubborn before, and patted his chest to ensure that some operating styles were able to defeat the other party's eptuagint, but his face was almost swollen.

He carefully selected more than a dozen combat schools, as well as some experts who he believed could challenge the hegemony of "I am the Big Skin Boss".

All were wiped out.

So he naturally didn't dare to talk about this topic anymore.

After all, he is morally polite.

But he has it, it does not mean that others have it.

In a live broadcast room with the largest traffic, the bun anchor is making a big fuss.

"Family, in today's fighting game, you will know who will win with your eyes closed! Our player, "Wuhuangjue", has the strength of the Golden World, with two players flowing, and the world is invincible!"

"Are you blind? Didn't you see that the 'Mr. Emperor Wu' is fighting against 'I am a big muscle bull'? What's your previous record? That's all zero, okay!"

"Brothers, don't say that I'm stubborn. If you don't say anything else, just look at the name first, 'Martial Emperor', what awesome name, it's classic and handsome. If you put it in ancient online novels, you are not the male lead, then you are also the first villain. Look at 'I am the big muscle bully', what kind of dick name, oh yes, it's just a dick name, it's very vulgar, no, naughty..."

"Do you know the value of the dual-machine stream? Look at the current situation on the field, I will bet with you. Within ten seconds, the 'Martial Emperor' will solve the battle, whoever loses or barks!! How about it!?"

The situation turned around in an instant within ten seconds, and the "Martial Emperor" who was constantly pressing against "I am the Big Skin Bo". After the opponent used the "4% Star Destroyer", the situation was reversed instantly.

A beam of halberd light that was so dazzling that it could make the sun fade out, tearing open the synthetic biological halberd of "Martial Emperor" and smashing his biological computer.

The next move exploded the opponent's silicon-based computer, and the "antenna" that is said to be able to sense fourth-order information exploded in advance.

The third move was tied with A, and the head of "Martial Emperor" was cut off on the spot.

"I will challenge you again,"

The Wu Emperor, who only had the "head" left, said calmly.

"I'm waiting for you," I was the Big Muscle Baba and said in a deep voice.

The bun's face turned pale.

And under the live broadcast room, there was naturally a sarcasm, sometimes mixed with one or two speeches from sober people.

‘Didn’t the bun help Sister Ji do the task?’

‘Are you trading, are you? You buy stocks in the opposite way, and the villa depends on the sea?’

The drama queen Baozi looked terrified and quickly deleted the comment.

Then he continued to activate the 'artificial tear gland' that had just been implanted, and all the tears burst out.

"If you don't agree, I don't agree. You can question my thoughts, but don't question my determination. I promise my brothers who believe in me that I am a big muscle bully and will never lose!!"

On the outside of the live broadcast room, a group of old players are eating melons outside the camera.

"He deserves to make money from a bun, he can really make any money!" Sister Ji sighed.

"He uses AI to fight, so he studies how to use AI to control the market, so how can he not make money?"

The pp leader complained.

As the director of the Electronic Network Department, she knew how huge this guy's industry was. If it weren't for someone above, she would have been beaten by the rich man who was disliked by NPC.

On the other side, Brother Um and Brother Hui communicated in a low voice with a serious expression.

"Can you avoid that move?" Brother Um looked at the plane.

The beautiful male lady on the plane hesitated for a moment and slowly shook her head.

"Can you avoid it?" Boss Hui also asked Brother Um.

"It's hard to say, at most I just flashed by. I'm a big muscle bully's weapon, and I have the aura of collapse energy. My methods are ineffective against him."

The eldest brother Hui touched his fat baby face and thoughtful.

"So, the next standard for measuring top players is whether you have learned 'Legendary-level skills'?"

"I shouldn't have taken on this task. Now there is a long queue in front of Boss G and Xiao Yu!"

I sighed with a knife and an umbrella on the rainy night. I would have not helped Sister Ji if I had known it. I would have done the task of cracking and liberation by myself.

"Hey, I don't like to listen to what you said. Before, you asked me to ask you about the famous assassin organization in the interstellar world. Did I help you? Now I'll sigh when I ask you for help. Are you all loyal?"

Sister Ji said angrily with her hips on her hips.

"Actually, it's useless to queue up. Except for a guy like Big Muscle Ba, who can get so many camp points and guarantee a minimum of 100,000. Why do you do some tasks and get some camp points?"

The red flower demon comforted:
Chapter completed!
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