If Ivy gave him the hand, the medal would be silent.

The same is true of other magic devices. All kinds of passive magic armor, they do not always maintain a defensive posture, it is unnecessary, and there is not so much energy reserve for consumption.

When they feel that the subject to be protected is fatally threatened, they are inspired at the critical moment.

Therefore, two conditions are indispensable. One is the fatal threat, which is already there, and the other is the protected soul.

The function of this magic is to stop the soul in a short time, so that all kinds of passive protection can not feel the "master" they need to serve

There is also a vicious place, which is also the side effect of this magic, belonging to zengtou.

The soul is "stagnated" instantaneously, of course, it is not really stagnant. Even in some aspects, we can think that the speed of the soul is so fast that it can look at everything for ten thousand years, but it is totally powerless.

This means that if he does the trick, Ivy will gradually experience the endless torture of various postures. The pain before his death is magnified countless times, and the slow action replay is like falling into the endless hell.

But will Ivy win?

He really hit it.

But before, during, or after, he only did one thing, that is to beat you ya.

Very unreasonable.

One punch, one punch, one punch.

After Ivy's first attack was nearly successful, he didn't stop attacking. In fact, no matter whether he was successful or not, he didn't finish with one punch. It was a continuous explosive combination.

When he was in the library, he had seen the seven weapons of guru, one of which he liked best was fist.

All weapons rely on foreign objects, and fists are free gifts of the system, and some new clothes are born.

The most important thing is to be strong. Of course, he can't do what Qiyu did. But at least he studied like brother ma. He was angry and had to fight the enemy, otherwise he would never give up.

"Burst iron fist, rule: explosion. Rule: domino. "

What to do without this momentum? Add it yourself. What if you don't die with one punch? Go on.

Many things in the world are so simple and pure.

Poof!

The second blow failed. Just as the first one was used as a buffer, the one legged man was already on guard. With a magic guide, the shadow of the small lion's shield lit up, and instantly formed a solid body. The massive momentum made the blood red lion on it seem to be alive. It radiated obscene power to the whole audience: roar

Poof!

The second blow smashed the lion and cracked the shield.

The man heartache one grin, which bastard arranges this opponent for him, even if wins, also is absolutely miserably wins.

No, I have to use that move, the Trinity combination fist, meteorite plus power, wind acceleration, and soul confusion. It's almost ready. Let's go. The other opponents will see it. They can't help it. They are forced here.

Damn it!

Poof!

The third blow almost burst his heart, but the magic armor on his body was no longer used, and he burst out a mouthful of blood.

This guy is really a beast. Every attack is so powerful. It seems that the estimation is wrong. The previous punch was not his full-scale blow to stimulate his potential, but his normal state. This guy is actually the most dangerous opponent he has encountered in recent years.

Just shaken, he concentrated on the rest of the magic.

"The fist of meteorite..."

"The fist of the storm..."

"The fist of spirit..."

Of course, these three names are the real appearance of his move. He calls softly in his heart, hoping that the biggest card can save his life, and those who shout at random are only disturbing people's ears and eyes.

Now he has completely lost his previous ideas.

All to protect life first, everything to kill the opponent first.

Poof!

Sure enough, another punch hit him right in the heart, and his physical defense was also quite strong. The physical strength of the two-dimensional four-star mage can drill a hole in the stone ground even if he falls down.

But this blow, but let his whole body bone broken 7788.

Fortunately, he transmitted those forces to the earth through his bones. There are already some small cracks on the ground of the arena which is under magic defense.

The attentive audience is totally dumbfounded. Without comparison, there will be no harm. If the fist of this kind is not the one legged man in front of him, it is estimated that others will die with one punch.

The man with a big hat in the front row is staring at the opposite side with a dignified face. He is far from being as rude as he looks. In fact, he is very careful. He says to the side in a low voice, "inform the internal calculation Department of the organization to calculate the strength of this punch. It seems that the opponent I will face this time may be a teammate I hope the team-mates are so powerful, so dangerous

"Boss, are you sure this guy can win? That boy's trick, never been missed by the result of our secret investigation, this time... "This time, these three tactics were finally put forward.

The audience is in great spirits. Great. The ticket price is really worth it.

The fist of meteorite falls like a meteor fire rain

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