"Huff... huff..."
After unleashing his ultimate move, Mu Xun seemed to lose all his strength. He staggered forward, fell to his knees, his right hand gripping the sword and sticking it upside down in the ground. Even his wrist was trembling slightly as he lowered his head and breathed heavily.
Opposite him, there was an irregular deep pit that was at least ten meters wide!
It was clearly caused by the powerful destructive force of the "divine punishment" that just occurred!
As for AI Linnaeus, he was instantly reduced to dust by the power of the crimson lightning the moment he was struck by the divine punishment...
Mu Xun's forehead was covered in sweat, and his vision was blurry; clearly, this move had taken a heavy toll on him.
We finally succeeded...
However, given his current maximum divine power, it seems that using it once would consume about 80% of his divine power.
In other words, using it even once will basically leave you in a weakened state.
"call......"
Mu Xun exhaled, his vision completely blurred, and finally, unable to hold on any longer, he collapsed forward.
......
The capital city, the Fifth Ring Stadium.
"Bang!"
"Bang bang bang—!"
"......"
After being knocked down for the forty-first time, Fang Wu finally got up again.
His entire body was covered in wounds, with bruises and blood covering almost all of his flesh.
But he still staggered and panted as he got into a fighting stance.
"How come this kid is so sturdy?"
"Keep fighting? That's not a good idea. If this continues, someone might die..."
"It's okay! The boss said that as long as this kid doesn't tell us to stop, we can beat him as much as we want! He'll take responsibility if he kills him! So guys, don't hold back, beat him up!"
"superior!"
"Beat him up!!"
"......"
Suddenly, all sorts of sticks came flying from all directions again.
Fang Wu was once again caught in the chaos of battle.
"call--"
A metal rod swung down from behind, accompanied by a strong whooshing sound!
Fang Wu's ears twitched slightly, and almost subconsciously he turned his head to the side, easily dodging the sneak attack from behind with the iron rod.
Fang Wu himself was also taken aback.
He clearly didn't use any soul power, so logically his perception should have been much worse than before.
But he dodged that blow purely by relying on his body's organs and instinctive reactions.
Fang Wu was only stunned for a moment, and then iron rods and steel pipes were immediately swung at him.
Fang Wu nimbly dodged some attacks, adopted a defensive stance, and at the same time quickly observed the crowd surrounding him, trying to find an opening.
Fortunately, these people didn't coordinate at all. Compared to Dark Moon's training, their attack methods were no different from children throwing punches wildly, completely lacking any strategy.
The only difficulty is the sheer number of people. Once one group is defeated, a second group will quickly surge in. Without soul power, it will be quite difficult for him to defeat so many level 5 superhumans in terms of stamina.
It should be noted that even with soul power, Fang Wu's own level is only level 8, which is not much higher than theirs!
If he relies on brute force, at least with his current strength, he absolutely cannot defeat these two thousand people.
So we have to resort to tricks...
After careful observation, Fang Wu began to think about battle strategies.
He had heard before that Linna had once single-handedly killed more than a dozen level 4-6 bandits when he was less than level 2!
Previously, as a soldier in the interdimensional army, Fang Wu didn't need to think too much.
As a soldier, all he needed to do was follow orders and do what the commander said.
But now, with no one to help him in his current situation, it seems he has no choice but to find a solution on his own.
Fang Wu's eyes darkened, and he took a deep breath.
Master is definitely the strongest in the team.
But aside from his master, he must at least strive for second place!
Fang Wu spotted the opening in the crowd and suddenly launched an attack, throwing a punch!
Perhaps even Fang Wu himself didn't realize it.
Unbeknownst to him, his observation skills, judgment, awareness, and thinking abilities were all growing rapidly...
......
A dimly lit room.
Only one desk lamp was on.
Truman sat under the light, his ballpoint pen rapidly and hastily writing line after line in his notebook.
His notebook contained the names of Mu Xun, Hua Lingze, Bai Shou, Monkey... and every member of their 93rd Dark Moon Squad.
"Yes, the information has been collected."
"That should be about right."
"Everyone's skills are improving rapidly, but even so, right now in the team, besides the eldest brother..."
"Against other opponents, the win rate should be around..."
Truman's reflective glasses cast shadows of everyone's data on the notebook under the desk lamp.
The notebook was scrawled with a few lines: vs. Hua Yingwen, win rate 95.6%; vs. Tong Yi, win rate 92.9%; vs. Bai Shou, win rate 71.5%; vs. Houzi, win rate 72%; vs. Lu Xiaoda, win rate 70.8%; vs. Fang Wu, win rate 84.9%...
Against Mu Xun, win rate 51.02%.
......
A bustling street.
The white beast led a girl of about fifteen or sixteen years old down a bustling street.
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