"Zhen Wuyu is right. You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Let's wait a little longer."
Sitting on the right side of Mei Limao is a hornless sheep.
Although he was talking, his eyes were always fixed on Zhu Jianqiang.
Hearing this carefree conversation, Tiaoyingtu turned his head and glanced at the three of them.
Ever since Pig Jianqiang entered the scene, the three guys, Mei Limao, Zhen Wuyu and Wujiao Sheep, showed their strong interest in the golden pork.
Every time Zhu Jianqiang competes, these three are the ones who boo the most actively.
After taking a look at them, Tangyingtu turned his gaze back to Zhu Jianqiang.
At the same time, a gleam of wisdom began to flow in her big pink eyes.
"The 'Immortal King Tournament' hosted by King Tear Sky Power has a total of thirteen rounds. Starting with the first round, which features high-level third-order attacks, the intensity of the attacks received by the contestants will increase by one level with each subsequent round."
"The attack General Pig just endured in the eighth round was already at the fifth-highest level. And the attack in the thirteenth, final round, will even reach the sixth-highest level."
Thinking of this, Tangyingtu's face became slightly solemn.
The thoughtful look in her eyes became even more intense.
"General Pig's physique is point, and mine is point at the moment. His S-rank talent, 'Unyielding Demonic Body,' is linked to mine and, after being stimulated to its limit, his physique will reach point. Adding 80% damage reduction, his physique will be equivalent to point, which is the peak level of level six."
Logically speaking, a physique at the peak level of the sixth order should be more than enough to withstand the intensity of a high-level attack at the sixth order.
But the solemnity on Lying Win Rabbit's face did not diminish in the slightest.
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