Obama's body slowly lifted off the ground, and he was gradually enveloped in black mist, obscuring his original appearance and giving him an air of mystery!
Sun Dasheng looked at the guy opposite him with a solemn expression. He held his staff in one hand, and his aura rose rapidly, soon becoming equal to Obama's!
"You're not bad. I hope your strength won't disappoint me in the future!" Obama looked at Sun Dasheng with cold eyes!
"Hmph!" Sun Wukong snorted coldly!
His body instantly vanished from the spot, and when he reappeared, his red staff was already two inches in front of Obama!
Obama's expression changed! Sun Wukong's speed clearly surpassed his. Looking at the stick that was about to strike, with green flames on it, he couldn't help but feel a sense of unease.
Obama gritted his teeth and used all his strength to twist his body and dodge to the side!
The red stick brushed lightly against the tip of his nose, its heat causing a slight stinging sensation on his skin.
Sun Wukong's attack missed, but the immense force struck the ground, creating a trench tens of meters long and half a meter wide!
Obama's expression changed. He hadn't expected to run into a tough opponent today. This monkey on the other side was quite strong!
"Very good, your skills are impressive. Now I'm going to get serious!"
"You think you're so tough, huh!" Sun Wukong sneered, then instantly dodged, grabbed his long staff again, and charged forward!
Obama's expression hardened, and the mist around him intensified!
The two immediately engaged in battle. The black mist around Obama grew increasingly dense, and Sun Wukong unleashed a powerful slash towards the black mist!
After the long staff touched the black mist, the black mist slowly dissipated, and Oba inside the black mist also disappeared!
Sun Wukong's earlobe twitched slightly, and his fighting instincts caused him to instantly teleport to the other side!
Just as they left, a ball of black, strange fire suddenly appeared!
The intense heat of the strange fire immediately caused the surrounding air to change color and distort!
Obama frowned slightly; his confident strike had actually been dodged by this guy!
On the other side, after dodging the sudden attack and regaining his balance, he slammed his right leg into the ground and his body shot towards Obama like a cannonball. At the same time, the long staff in his hand burst forth with intense strange fire!
Upon seeing Sun Wukong's sudden attack, Obama immediately prepared to use his Black Mist Vanishing Technique once again!
Sun Wukong's lips curled slightly! He suddenly opened his mouth and launched a sonic attack at Obama!
"roar!"
Obama was so shocked by the sudden sonic attack that his vision went black and he became unsteady, his movements slowing down unnaturally!
"Now!" Sun Wukong's attacks immediately rained down on Obama like a storm!
In just a few short seconds, nearly a hundred of Sun Wukong's attacks landed on Obama!
The final attack sent his body flying into the air!
Obama's body tumbled through the air like a kite with a broken string, spinning dozens of times before finally coming to a stop after sliding dozens of meters on the ground!
Obama's body was like a puddle of mud!
His body had just been shattered by Sun Dasheng's fierce attack, and he was now barely breathing.
Obama's chest heaved, and blood kept gushing from the corner of his mouth!
"Heh, you're not bad... no... but you... can't kill... mine..." Obama looked at him with a bitter smile, still speaking arrogantly!
Sun Dasheng glanced at him coldly, then struck him on the head with his stick!
Obama's head was instantly blown apart, his brains splattered, and he was dead beyond any doubt!
Sun Dasheng slowly exhaled, then turned to leave. His mission was complete; the leader of the fishmen was dead, and the fishman crisis could be resolved!
Just as he took a few steps, another voice came from behind him!
"I told you, you can't kill me!"
Sun Wukong turned around and saw Obama standing there unharmed once again! His eyes were filled with deep shock!
He was brought back to life!
This was the first time he had ever seen such a superpower!
“You’re not dead…” Sun Wukong’s cold expression softened slightly.
"Of course I'm not dead! We Dark Night Clan members are unkillable!"
Obama looked at him with a smug expression. He loved the look of surprise on his enemies' faces when they saw him come back from the dead. Every time this happened, his enemies would lose their fighting spirit and either surrender or be killed by him!
Although Sun Wukong was shocked, he showed no sign of dejection!
"So what if I'm resurrected? I could kill trash like you a hundred times over!" he said indifferently, looking at Obama.
Obama gave a cold laugh, his eyes filled with a chilling light!
"You can kill me a hundred times, but I only need to kill you once. What do you have to fight me with!"
Obama was furious. This damned monkey had insulted him time and time again, but he was no match for him!
"Is that so? Then let's continue the fight and see if you really can't be killed!" Sun Wukong charged at Obama again, his eyes filled with fighting spirit!
Obama, with a sinister look on his face, stepped forward again and stood next to Sun Wukong!
The two exchanged blows for more than a dozen rounds. Finally, Sun Wukong seized an opening in Obama's defenses and struck Obama on the head with his staff!
Obama's head was smashed to pieces!
Obama's second death!
Sun Wukong stood holding his staff, quietly gazing at an inner core emitting black mist in the distance!
A few seconds later, Obama came back to life again!
"Hahaha... I've brought you back to life..." Before Obama could finish speaking, Sun Wukong's attack came at him again!
Obama exclaimed in surprise and immediately took action to deal with the situation!
After ten moves, Obama died again!
The third death!
Fourth death!
...
After his tenth death, Obama looked at Sun Wukong with a pale face, a hint of panic flashing in his eyes!
Although he is not dead, he is constantly depleting his original power!
Although the power of origin can be restored slowly, if too much is consumed in a short period of time, it will greatly affect his lifespan!
And this guy is practically a tireless fighting machine, he can keep fighting forever!
He's been talking to this guy for so long, and he doesn't look tired at all!
"Do you still want to continue fighting?" Obama asked, feigning composure as he looked at Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong remained silent and charged at him again, expressing his feelings through action...
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