"Tyrant Kyle!"
Chapter 189: Duel with God!
At the duel arena, beams of light shone down and footsteps were heard from the underground passage leading inside from the main entrance.
Amid the applause and cheers of the alien audience, Kyle took powerful steps out and stood tall on the vast field, his eyes solemn and serious.
He held a machine-processed sword and shield in his hands. His perfect human physique was clad in silver metal armor provided by the Saka guards, making him look like an immortal god of war who had experienced wars of all sizes.
"Oh my god, it really is Mr. Kyle!"
In the audience area, looking at the figures ready for battle in the venue, An Li and her brother and Bai Bo were completely speechless for a moment.
On the suspended rooftop high above the interstellar duel arena, in the viewing room where the Grandmaster and his confidants are.
Massacre sat in a seat close to the Grandmaster, looking down expressionlessly at Kyle, and whispered to himself in a voice that only he could hear: "I know your strength very well. It is indeed terrifyingly strong, but no matter what, you cannot defeat the defending creature that is far superior to the human race."
As if hearing its sound, the tempered glass bottle in the pocket of Tutu windbreaker trembled slightly, and the bottle body, which was already full of cracks, quietly cracked again.
"Alright. The challenger has come out. Now let me invite tonight's protagonist, the defender!"
The Grandmaster was very good at creating a good atmosphere, and the popularity of the defending team had already been accumulated, so in an instant, there was a burst of applause and cheers that were ten times more than Kyle's.
A human-shaped shadow slowly appeared from the entrance of the passage opposite the main entrance.
In the duel arena, Kyle looked nervous, his palms holding the sword and shield were sweating. He stared at the tall figure who was about to break through the door, and he could keenly feel the strong sense of oppression coming over his heart.
"The biological overlord who has defended the championship arena for six consecutive times, the well-deserved uncrowned king. He is the 'Devil Lord' Kratos!" The grandmaster said excitedly outside the arena, and his tall figure just walked out of the passageway.
He was a tall and mighty bald man with a rough and bold face, red lines painted on his left eye, a thick black beard on his chin, iron chains wrapped around the backs of his hands, and a strong body covered with a primitive leather jacket that could not be considered protective gear.
The moment he appeared on the field, his powerful and strong aura swept over, immediately causing a wave of carnival among the audience:
"Devil! Devil! Devil!"
Kratos ignored the shouts of the audience, strode forward, looked directly at Kyle standing in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "My opponent this time is you."
"Who else but me?" Kyle's heart was beating violently and he gasped slightly to hide his uncontrollable fear.
It's like a cat or dog encountering a lion or tiger. The levels in their own food chain are far higher than those of their own, and even their blood and genes are trembling!
Is it true that the one he is going to face and defeat is a divine creature
“Please enjoy the game.”
The Grandmaster's holographic projection disappears, announcing the official start of the championship match.
You must strike first! Take the initiative in the battle! !
Kyle's eyes became firm and resolute, he stomped his feet backwards quickly and heavily on the air, a series of white waves erupted on the spot, the energy tide was turbulent, his speed soared instantly and broke through the supersonic speed!
Air dash! A supporting skill that accelerates in a straight line!
Kratos stood there motionless, as if he had not yet reacted. In less than 0.1 seconds, Kyle's figure had blurred over a distance of 20 meters and arrived in front of the opponent.
While in the air, Kyle held the sword tightly in his right hand, and with a burst of sprint, he suddenly chopped down at Kratos' exposed neck.
He was very aware of the difference in strength between them, and took the initiative to seize the initiative. This sword strike contained all his strength!
Ten times the extreme that a human's physique can reach!
'Ding!'
As the long sword just landed on Kratos' neck, Kyle's face was horrified, and he felt his palms shaking violently. The long sword almost slipped out of his hand and broke, just like it was hitting a hard vibranium shield and couldn't penetrate it.
"How is it possible..." Kyle's mind went blank. He was confident in his burst of aerial sprint, and even God would not be able to avoid it. However, he did not expect that the slash that would at least cause serious injuries would not break the defense!
At this distance, when he concentrated his mind, the ability card on the opponent was also revealed.
Nearly a thousand white, green and blue ability cards appeared and spun around Kratos' body, almost blinding Kyle's eyes. One of the ability cards, like a god king floating on his bald head, shone brightly.
[Protoss Gene]: The original gene of the Protoss. Rare purple ability card (unawakened).
The race at the forefront of the evolution of creatures in the Marvel Universe is collectively called the Gods. They have extremely excellent deified genes, a lifespan of at least several thousand years, and their physical qualities such as strength, willpower, physique, and speed are all among the best among all alien creatures.
He possesses divine power in his body, which he can use to strengthen his attacks, cast spells, and even bless divine weapons to exert unimaginable power.
After gradually awakening the original power, each member of the God Clan masters different laws of power, ranging from thunder, fire, ice, to death.
Current status: Extractable (needs to be within one meter and continuously extracted for three hours. And the rare purple prefix is unique and can only be extracted once).
Warning: "Kratos's divine power focuses on strengthening his physique."
All this happened in a flash. Kyle slashed Kratos' neck with all his strength, and a few drops of blood oozed out of his skin.
If the attack fails, he will retreat quickly.
"What a fast burst of speed. And you can actually hurt me. You are the first challenger in the past six months." Kratos grinned at Kyle. His sandbag-sized fist glowed with a faint golden-red divine power, and he punched Kyle's chest in the air.
Kyle's face turned pale, and he had no time to distance himself. He could only hastily raise his shield and block the attack in front of him.
As soon as he made this move, Kyle felt a terrifying force pouring into the shield, pressing his hands against his chest with his hands bent, and his whole body was thrown backwards like a kite with a lost string.
"Bang!"
Kyle flew backwards more than thirty meters, his back hitting the edge wall of the duel arena. The outer wall collapsed and formed a deep pit, with rubble and dust flying everywhere.
In the surrounding audience seats, the alien audiences all opened their mouths wide and fell silent in astonishment and shock.
From the beginning of the game, Kyle launched a sudden slash, Kratos was hit in the neck with a sword and punched back, and Kyle flew backwards. This series of battles took place within one second.
A fight between gods! This is a fight between gods!
"Should we say they are worthy of being a member of the God Clan..." Kyle coughed a few times, with bright red blood flowing from the corners of his mouth. He climbed up from the rubble in a panic. There was a huge fist mark in the middle of the metal shield on the ground next to him, and it was cracked and obviously could not block the second punch.
"But the battle has just begun!"
Kyle looked at the invincible Kratos in the arena, his eyes showing his unyielding spirit. He decisively used the backup plan he had prepared in the past two days, "Ves, Iron Man mode, ready to start!"
Chapter 190 Iron Suit Mode
"Do you want to continue?"
Kratos calmly clenched his fists and walked forward step by step. There seemed to be a faint divine flame burning on his body. Even the audience outside the duel arena could feel the strong sense of oppression.
"Mr. Kyle!" Sisters Anli and Bai Bo covered their mouths and closed their eyes, unable to bear to watch the brutal fight that was about to happen.
It's not that Kyle is too weak, but that Kratos who is defending the ring is too strong! So strong that it's suffocating and desperate!