Chapter 299 Despicable Old Man Tactics
"Howling Sky Dog?"
Morales had obviously studied the myths and legends of China, and immediately recognized the origin of this move.
"What is your relationship with the legendary Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun? Have you inherited his legacy?"
"Except that we both have dogs, there is no other connection." Lu Wenwu told the truth.
He didn't lie after all.
Maomao is taking the inheritance of the Sun-Swallowing God Lord Roaring Sky Dog. What does it have to do with me, the invincible Tyrannosaurus God of War Lu Wenwu?
It's hard for him to have any friendship with someone, but he can't climb up to such a high position.
However, telling the truth is often not understood.
People only believe what they are willing to understand.
The look on Morales' face when he looked at Lu Wenwu was as if he had been greatly insulted.
He poured a tube of healing potion into his mouth and pointed indignantly at the hair that had turned into a moving fire and merged into Lu Wenwu's body. The flames in his eyes seemed to ignite the person in front of him directly.
You used Erlang Shen's skills in front of me, and you still say you have nothing to do with Erlang Shen?
You've even learned the most signature first-rate human-dog combination fighting style, and you're still quibbling?
Who would believe this if I told them?
The dragon flame on Morales' body became more and more intense, and a huge black dragon shadow slowly enveloped his body.
The core of the Angry Dragon Knight lies in the word "anger".
Like the Hulk.
The angrier you are, the more powerful the power you can unleash.
Now, Morales, who felt that his IQ was insulted, was very angry. He completely detonated the volcano in his heart without any suppression, and released the power of the Angry Dragon Knight without any estimation.
He was like a volcano that had been forced to endure for hundreds of years and was finally released today.
Even if after the explosion, what awaits him will be a death by landslide and earth-shattering, he must die in the ultimate sublimation, so as to be worthy of his life in this world.
Lu Wenwu did not rush to attack, but just watched the scene in front of him quietly.
His aura was also rising, and his strength was also soaring.
A sea of murderous blood and a sea of meritorious lotus emerged behind him, like the interweaving of hell and heaven, like the collision of extreme yin and extreme yang.
The heat and the coldness formed a sharp contrast in the death arena.
Two completely different forces collided, intertwined, and roared in the center with Lu Wenwu as the center.
A powerful storm arose out of nowhere, sweeping away all the filth.
Suddenly, this terrifying storm pressed towards Morales, like a tsunami sweeping across, like the collapse of heaven.
"roar!"
Morales's anger had already exceeded a certain limit at this time, and his already tall and strong body swelled again in an instant.
Thick dragon scales are draped over his body, and sharp and powerful dragon claws grow out of him.
His entire body had completely transformed into the appearance of a black dragon!
The hideous bone spurs stood upright, and the scorching dragon breath rushed towards the oppressive storm like a fire explosion!
"boom!"
In just a moment, the Death Arena was engulfed in violent storms and raging fire.
If it were in the outside world, without the suppression of the imperial capital's safe zone, the mutual infighting and confrontation between these two forces alone would be enough to trigger celestial phenomena and use the power of heaven and earth to attack each other.
However, within the safe zone, except for official personnel, no one else can mobilize the power of heaven and earth to fight.
Lu Wenwu grinned fiercely, stepped on the fleeting light, and instantly charged forward as his body turned into a stream of light.
The black dragon that Morales transformed into was equally unwilling to be outdone. The dragon roar from its mouth was deafening, and it rumbled on the ground like a train, rushing towards him.
"Well done, well done!"
Lu Wenwu laughed heartily, and the Great Sun Overlord Fist roared from his fully grown right fist.
In the lotus sea of merit, a brilliant golden sun rises, and rays of golden light burst out with thousands of auspicious colors, as if the whole world is celebrating.
"open!"
With a punch, the extremely powerful fist collided with the huge Black Dragon.
With a loud muffled sound, Morales' ferocious dragon car was forced to stop, and the left front dragon claw had bent into a creepy and strange angle.
The dragon scales in the center of his palm were smashed to pieces, and the skin and flesh suddenly sank in.
Large amounts of crimson dragon blood flowed down the mountain, dripping onto the ground and causing clouds of black and red mist to rise.
The temperature of dragon blood is extremely high, like boiling hot oil.
"roar!"
Morales, who was forced to stop, turned the pain into strength and did not dodge the second punch from Lu Wenwu.
The huge body turned, and the thick dragon tail like a meteor hammer swept across with a roar that tore through the air.
"Why are you yelling so loudly?"
Lu Wenwu laughed loudly and suddenly turned from defense to offense in the middle of the attack, as if he had anticipated the opponent's attack pattern, and pressed down directly to the side.
When his body was halfway down, the thick dragon tail just swept over him.
The prediction was perfect!
"boom!"
The dragon claws and tail collided, and the stirred up air waves directly shattered the earth!
Lu Wenwu simply stepped back two steps and directly resolved the powerful blow with the simplest and most violent method.
In a battle between dragons, any fancy tricks are just extras.
Whether it is the Eastern True Dragon or the Western Giant Dragon, they all have their own extraordinary magical talent inheritance and unique dragon magic.
It is also well known to people all over the world that no matter which side of the dragon clan they belong to, their dragon scales have an incredibly high magic resistance.
Ordinary spells, even forbidden magic, would find it difficult to break through the dragon's naturally strong magic resistance dragon scales, let alone cause damage, unless the difference in cultivation between the two sides is too great.
However, dragons have stronger bodies and sharper claws!
Use his spear to attack his shield.
Although the physical resistance of dragon scales is not low, it is still slightly inferior to the almost full magic resistance.
Therefore, only the violent confrontation between flesh and flesh is the true meaning of victory!
Lu Wenwu took a giant step forward, scooping Morales's tail into his arms. His dragon claws dug into the gaps between his dragon scales, gripping the thick muscle bundle.
The horse stance under his feet was as stable as the roots of an old tree, the muscles on his hands bulged, and the dragon scales were slightly stretched by this powerful force.
"Get up for me!"
After a loud shout, one's teeth would grind and crunch.
What followed was a terrifying howl like an 18-force gale.
Morales, who turned into a black dragon, was directly grabbed by the tail and swung up by Lu Wenwu!
That horrifying scene was like an ordinary person picking up a mountain and throwing it in his hand like a sandbag!
He spun faster and faster, and the force he brought up became stronger and stronger.
Morales howled in pain.
There were bursts of crisp "crackling" sounds, which were the sounds of his tail bones being roughly broken and shattered by such heavy force, which was horrifying.
It was not until Lu Wenwu himself could no longer control the force of the rotation that he finally let go of his hands.
“Boom!”
The huge black dragon's body slammed into the barrier of the Death Arena, and the entire space shook at this moment.
The earth, which had already been crushed repeatedly, shattered again, stirring up a cloud of dust.
“Roar!”
A shrill dragon roar echoed, and Morales stood up with incredible speed.
Even though half of his dragon scales had been shattered and his body had been dyed red with blood, he still charged towards Lu Wenwu with determination.
Suddenly, the two dragons collided in the most primitive way.
The roar that shook the earth continued to explode, and dragon scales and dragon blood splattered wildly, almost dyeing the entire earth red.
Every punch hits the flesh, without reservation!
Theoretically, Morales is not a true Black Dragon.
The dragon scales on his body that he shared with his dragon partner were not as powerful as those of a real black dragon, nor did he have the real top-level magic resistance of a normal black dragon.
If Lu Wenwu was a normal Eastern True Dragon, as long as he used a large amount of True Dragon spells to bombard Morales, he could be said to be a natural nemesis.
Zero on the left and fire on the right, Thunder God help me!
Both fire and thunder are the most violent means of killing.
Unfortunately, he is not.
In terms of boxing and body training, Lu Wenwu's talent and understanding are both top-notch.
However, his attainments in magic, though not bad, can only be considered mediocre and average.
Water, fire, and thunder, these are the talents that come with the blood.
Therefore, when Lu Wenwu was in the world of immortal cultivation, he did not delve deeply into the dragon spells. He just selected some experiences that could be used to enhance his own combat system and absorbed them into himself.
And what he is best at is exploding with the opponent!
It was unknown how long the battle had lasted, and the ground had sunk several meters during the fight between the two monsters.
The Scarlet Abyss has increased Morales's injury recovery speed and bleeding effect by countless layers, and all the dragon scales have been shattered.
Now he was like a piece of porcelain on the verge of breaking. His originally obsidian-black dragon scales had almost completely turned red, and he was extremely weak.
But what was incredible was that his fighting spirit was still rising, and even his own aura remained at its peak and had not fallen.
Lu Wenwu was also covered in blood, with almost no good flesh on his body. This gave his blood and flesh regeneration talent a very strong power.
From a distance, he looked like he was possessed by some kind of parasite, his flesh and blood wriggling and repairing himself, and he was once again covered with the red and black armor.
Finally, in the fierce collision between the two sides, Lu Wenwu found an opening.
He took the blow from Morales's claw that cut through his stomach and then flashed through space to land under the opponent.
When his right arm had already stirred up violent thunder and was about to deliver the most terrifying bombardment through the empty reverse scale, completely exploding the opponent's heart and ending the battle, Lu Wenwu suddenly stopped.
Or rather, it wasn't that he stopped.
It was Morales who stopped.
After swinging that claw, his huge body stood still like a sculpture, with all four claws on the ground, quietly standing there.
The breath of life in his body has disappeared without a trace.
In other words, the one here now is no longer the Angry Dragon Knight Morales.
But his body.
The grim smile on Lu Wenwu's face suddenly turned into astonishment, and the skyfire thunderstorm in his hand, which had not yet been blasted out, quietly dissipated.
He looked in disbelief at the corpse in front of him that was slowly turning into light and disappearing, with an expression as if he had seen a ghost.
"No? You suddenly died in the middle of the fight?"
"Oh no, I've become Hanma Yujiro?"
"Okay, okay, I didn't win, and you didn't lose, right?"
Although I am reluctant to admit this result, the facts are before us, and the Eye of True Vision has already given an analysis.
Morales died and his soul was scattered because of the excessive burning of his blood and soul, as well as the serious injuries he suffered in the battle.
[Congratulations, you won a deathmatch]
Listening to the belated system's confirmation and looking at the barrier of the Death Arena that also turned into light and dissipated, Lu Wenwu now felt as uncomfortable as if he had been forced to hold his urine back in the toilet.
Although I won, it was so painful to win!
It feels like when you have three stars in Teamfight Tactics but someone else clicks it, when you have an OTK deck in Hearthstone and have a kill kit but the opponent runs away, when you play a marksman in Honor of Kings and wait for 15 minutes to start killing the opponent, the opponent throws it.
Anyway, that's roughly it.
Lu Wenwu is very depressed now.
He would rather continue fighting, even if it was a miserable victory, than this inexplicable victory.
After a short moment of rage, he angrily picked up the enormous dragon lance and the two-handed greatsword that Morales had used earlier.
This is the only remaining part of the Dragon Knight set besides the large shield.
The armor itself had turned into dragon scales and was directly smashed to pieces by Lu Wenwu.
Small pieces of it were embedded in Morales's bloody body and could not be dug out.
After collecting the few spoils, Lu Wenwu stood there, looking at the deep pit he was in and fell into deep thought.
Do I need to restore this place to its original state?
The road administration department shouldn't cause trouble for me because of this, right?
Or maybe I should go to the Player Management Bureau or the police station to report it?
Wait, shouldn’t I call Liu Ming and let him handle this matter?
Just as Lu Wenwu was about to take out his cell phone to make a call, a middle-aged man suddenly jumped down from above the deep pit with a look of intense admiration in his eyes.
If not a Confucian teacher, then who is he?
The Confucian Master lowered his defenses, took a step forward, and extended his hand, saying, "Fifth Brother, nice to meet you. You can call me 'Confucian Master,' one of the administrators of the Player Administration Bureau."
Confucian scholar is his true identity.
Confucian master is just a respectful title for other people.
If before this battle, the Confucian teacher regarded the name "Fifth Brother" as just a code name, then after this battle, his call of "Fifth Brother" was completely sincere.
In his eyes, being a god is the symbol of invincibility.
Even if they died, it would be during an attack on the same level or in a dungeon.
To defeat a terrestrial immortal who has reached the divine realm with the strength of someone who has just entered the S-rank is simply a fantasy!
At least for him, an old guy at the peak of S+, there is no possibility at all.
Just this alone was enough to make the Confucian teacher exclaim in his heart that a god had descended to earth. He was indeed worthy of being someone that Master Lan valued.
If the Confucian teacher knew that Lu Wenwu had killed the True Demon Queen Worm in the God Ascension Realm when he was at the A-level, I wonder if he would be shocked?
(End of this chapter)
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