Logically speaking, Alva's strength is not as good as the previous Yahalo, but if he can enter the quarterfinals, how can he be considered an ordinary person? In the previous battle with Yaharo, Mu Yang had already reached the introductory stage of the artistic conception of freedom. After that, he continued to fight with Yaharo for two hours, gradually further refining the artistic conception of freedom. Now in the battle with Alva, Mu Yang Yang then began to show a calm side.
Every attack by Alva was full of force. After all, he was one of the best in the Eastern Galaxy, but when facing Mu Yang, everything became ineffective.
"Buzz!" There was a distortion in the vision, and a violent muffled sound accompanied by a flash of light struck everyone's heart, and Alva's fist brought out a cold light.
Just the moment his attack landed in front of Mu Yang, Mu Yang's body twisted slightly, and a silvery wave of air blew his hair. There was a smile on Mu Yang's face, and his palm circled Alva's fist, like a snake. The ground grabbed him on the arm.
"Your strength is very close to that of an android I know, but if that's all you have, you are no match for me."
"So fast..." Alva's expression changed slightly, and he quickly clenched his other hand, preparing to grab Mu Yang's body. However, Mu Yang's body naturally sank, and he leaned over to avoid it. At the same time, he lightly raised his palm and hit Alva with a fist.
"This feeling of danger..."
Alva's pupils contracted, his heart beat wildly, and his lower body suddenly exerted force. The huge force was injected from his legs to the ground, and his body jumped back.
Wow!
The terrifying wind of the fist grazed Alva's body, causing several scratches on his body. The clothes on his body were torn into strips as if they had been scratched by the claws of a beast.
The force of the punch went beyond Alva and blasted into the distance, causing the void to shatter. When it hit the comprehensive protective cover of the auditorium, it caused ripples in the space, which did not recover for a long time.
Alva didn't look back, but he was already breaking out in cold sweat, "So strong, even the space is shaking!"
The audience sitting in the front row were also a little scared. Some even fell down on their seats and stood up awkwardly after a while.
"Hiss, if the attack just now was not blocked by the protective shield, the powerful force would definitely tear us apart."
"What amazing power!"
The heroic spirits in the Kingdom of Heaven all have the same body as before in life. After receiving a strong attack, the body will collapse, and in severe cases, the soul will be injured. Just like Mu Yang's attack just now, if there is no energy protection around the martial arts platform, At least a lot of souls will be hurt.
At this time, everyone was sighing, either looking at the stage seriously, or looking up at the big screen in the sky.
Alva's face turned cold at this time, and a chill had already risen behind his back.
Not an opponent.
Alva clearly knew the result, but the dignity of a strong man would not let him give in easily. With a hiss, Alva tore off the damaged clothes on his chest, revealing the strong muscles underneath.
"Even if I am not your opponent, I will go all out." Alva looked at Mu Yang seriously.
"I am very satisfied to be able to fight against a strong person like you. This feeling of blood in my chest has not appeared for many years." Alva's strength is comparable to that of Android No. 17 in the original work, also known as the original Although Shalu's level is a little lower than that of Pai Rifan and Wu Yamonsi, he is still at the peak level.
"That's just right. I also need someone to help me hone my realm!" Mu Yang smiled lightly and looked at Alva seriously.
"Hahaha, hone the realm... Not bad, not bad!" Alva raised his head and laughed, his face suddenly paused, and the energy in his body suddenly burst out like a tornado.
The oppressive pressure struck everyone's heart, with a clicking sound, the stone slabs on the ground undulated and trembled, and smaller stones floated. In the center of the energy package, Alva's figure began to turn dark red.
The ability to force energy boosts
Mu Yang watched carefully, waiting for the other party's next move.
At this time, countless fists suddenly appeared and blasted out quickly, and Alva frantically vented the energy in his body. Indistinct fist shadows and biting winds filled the field of vision everywhere. Faced with Alva's attack, Mu Yang's body began to move.
Carefree and freehand, the body is moved by the heart.
At this moment, Mu Yang seemed to understand Weiss's calm and calm state when facing everything. With every small movement of his body, he avoided Alva's violent attacks.
The artistic conception of freedom is a state beyond the physical body. At this time, his consumption is reduced to the extreme, and every time he moves, Mu Yang's body seems to have a warm current moving slowly, nourishing his body. This is the magical effect of artistic conception, which not only improves the efficiency of combat, but also reduces physical wear and tear.
Mu Yang was immersed in the silver-white energy flames, and his body exuded a slight silver light. Although his free artistic conception had only just begun, it had already begun to feed his body back.
"How could...how could it be possible? Your energy has not decreased at all!"
After blasting out countless fists, Alva gasped and moved away. Until he retreated more than a hundred meters, Alva gasped slightly and stared at Mu Yang with both eyes, with surprise, sigh, and even a hint of disbelief.
It was as if his attack not only did not harm the other party, but as the other party said, it was creating an environment for the other party to practice.
What a terrible opponent. Alva sighed secretly and looked in the direction of Kales. He was not his opponent, and maybe even Kalis was not his opponent.
"It seems that East Galaxy is going to lose this time in the Heavenly Kingdom Martial Arts Tournament." He thought in his heart, but his body did not stop. Alva suddenly shouted loudly, and the energy light attached to the body surface suddenly rose, and then his muscles began to expand, and his breath It instantly improved beyond imagination.
With a swish, Alva stepped hard on the ground and ran forward, leaving deep footprints every time he landed. The overly fancy attacks were no longer effective, so he launched an attack on Muyang in the simplest and crudest way.
There are no confusing movements, no fancy colors, everything is so simple, just rampage.
For Mu Yang, whose fighting skills are deeply rooted in his bones, the simpler the action, the more difficult it is to deal with it sometimes. Because the opponent has given up defense, given up too much thinking, and immersed all his thoughts in attack.
Alva's speed continued to increase. When he was close to Mu Yang's body, the energy from his whole body condensed at the tip of his fist. The energy balls began to condense like spread out planes, and with a swish sound, they hit Mu Yang's chest.
Mu Yang looked surprised and couldn't help but secretly praise Alva's attack method. The surrounding area was blocked. At this time, it seemed that it was too late to avoid, so he could only bear Alva's attack head-on.
With a bang, the energy ball exploded. At this moment, Alva used the power of the explosion to press hard towards Muyang with his arms.
Mu Yang put his hands on his chest, oh! The body sank suddenly, and his two feet were directly inserted into the hard rock. As the huge force was poured in, the rock layer inside the martial arts platform was squeezed, and winding cracks cracked out, and soon formed Fifty squares of broken ground.
"Your strength impresses me, but if you want to defeat me, this strength is not enough!" Mu Yang looked at Alva, his dark eyes filled with confidence.
Alva's face was sullen, and the arms that were pressing on Mu Yang's hands were slowly lifted up. Even if skills are put aside, Mu Yang's true strength is still far above him, so in a pure comparison of strength, Alva is not Mu Yang's opponent.
"it's over!"
A clear voice sounded, and Mu Yang's body shook violently. The silver-white energy washed over his black hair and kept rising. At the same time, he grabbed Alva's arm and threw it upwards hard. When Alva's figure turned into a small figure. When the black spot appeared, Mu Yang quickly jumped up and appeared next to Alva as if teleporting. Then he clasped his fists with both hands and smashed them down with all his strength.
call out!
Alva fell quickly in a diagonal line.
With a roar, a bottomless cave was created outside the martial arts arena.
"Beep! North Galaxy No. 14 player Mu Yang won and entered the semi-finals."
The semi-finals are also called the semi-finals! Entering the semi-finals means that we are getting closer to the finals.
(End of chapter)