A shocking battle is imminent.
King of the Cubs, against... the God of the Park.
[Hey... what's going on?]
This is a situation that no one expected, and no one can guess the ending.
[Why am I speaking in square brackets again?]
"Come here! Bet early!" On the other hand, in the "betting area" on the edge of the battlefield, Wu Xumaluo is indeed a good opener. Seeing that the situation has changed, he immediately filled in the bulletin board. The name of "Taisan Motobu" and the odds were written on it, "Mr. Motobu is very strong, one pays 1.5~ Everyone hurry up and place your bets!"
[Has the method used in the chapter "Schofield's Monologue" appeared again...]
At this time, the music had stopped, but Wuxumaluo was still shouting with a loudspeaker, and even the people on the other side of the battlefield heard his shouting.
[Is it really good to let the protagonist keep complaining like this from the perspective of God? Is the author really giving up on life this time? Are you schizophrenic?]
"Huh... that bastard Siying, you really need to get stitches..." As the headquarters was walking forward, he also heard the yelling from there, but he just muttered in his heart, "Forget it...here Count him as the strongest, let him go..."
Headquarters is a person who knows the goods, he knows very well - at this time, here, the strongest person here is actually the one who is in charge of opening the market.
But the Cannian Boy, the heroes of Yuchaolian (including Brother Jue), and the aliens of various races present did not know how to give advice.
[Don't I know when you write it like this? Or do I have to pretend not to know again in the next chapter?]
Wu Xumaluo seems to have casually stated the odds of the God of War in the park, but in fact... Whether it is the Cannian Boy, Aunt Baoya, or Motobu Taisan, their odds are very objective.
Because... Wu Xumaluo didn't need to fight at all, he already knew the strength of these three people clearly.
[Why? Can you perceive the strength of the opponent's combat power by Qi? Are you Piccolo's apprentice too?]
"Hey! The straw head over there." Unexpectedly, at this moment, the Cannian boy turned his head and looked at the crowd in the betting area, "I have noticed you for a long time!"
The betting board over there is huge, and the words and odds on it can undoubtedly be seen clearly with the eyesight of a Cannian boy.
"You actually set my odds as the highest?" He ignored Wu Xumaluo who was approaching the headquarters, "It's fine if Aunt Baoya is 0.1 lower than me, the odds for sleeping in the park 0.4 lower than me? Are you blind?"
[Is this the time to care about that kind of thing? There is a strange uncle approaching you. You should pay more attention.]
"Huh?" Wu Xumaluo stopped shouting immediately after hearing the words, and met the other party's gaze, "Little devil, how I set the odds seems to have nothing to do with you?"
"What did you say?" The Cannian boy's eyes flickered, "You strawhead... are you looking for death!"
[People are just telling the truth.]
His sentence is obviously not a question sentence, because when he said the word "death", he had already made a move.
However, the young man raised his arm and pointed, and a blue beam of light burst out from his fingertips, attacking the crowded betting area.
At that moment, many masters around, including ordinary aliens... all felt strongly that this move would blow everyone over there to scum.
[so smart? Piercing gun?]
Of course!
"Hmph... ridiculous." Seeing this, Wu Xumaluo snorted coldly.
In the blink of an eye, he had disappeared from his original position, and flashed on the path of the light beam.
[Looks like it's time for your pretense round.]
scold-
In the next second, the light beam hit Wuxumaluo's torso, but... the impact felt like a muddy cow had plunged into the sea.
The blue light rushed in from his chest, but didn't come out from behind...
About two seconds later, when the young Cannian realized that the situation was excellent and hurriedly retreated, the energy in his body had already consumed as much as 30%.
[Star sucker?]
"What... what!" The young man who could read his face paled in shock, subconsciously took two steps back, "Who the hell are you!"
[The lines are so old-fashioned.]
"It doesn't matter who I am." Wu Xumaluo replied lightly, then turned and walked towards the place where he was standing just now, "The point is... your bratty behavior just now has basically ruined your own self-esteem. victory."
The voice has not yet fallen, and a shocking change has occurred.
Just when the Cannian boy was about to turn around in a hurry... a pair of strong and thick arms had already strangled his neck.
[Ah... I told you not to look around.]
"Hehe..." Taisan Motobu has an absolute advantage in height and weight. When he started the strangulation move, he was sure of his victory, "Little devil, you dare to look around when you know I'm approaching you... It's too young Have you looked at me?" Up to this point, he had mercilessly put more force on his arms, "Pay for your innocence!"
[You have to shut up and don't make such an obvious fg... Maybe you really win.]
"Drink—" Unexpectedly, at this critical juncture, the young Cannian let out another long drink, and his fighting spirit rose sharply.
"Don't underestimate me!" After a visually explosive line, he tried his best to blow the headquarters away with explosive energy.
[Look.]
However…
"Hmph..." The Headquarters just snorted coldly, "It's already been said that you are too naive!"
It turned out that at the same moment, the headquarters had already launched the family destruction work, and completely offset the impact with its own profound skills.
"The victory and defeat have been decided!" Immediately afterwards, the headquarters restrained the young boy and jumped into the air, "Secret technique: fall into the abyss together!"
I don't know who stipulated it, anyway, fighting these days must report the moves.
[Cut... This uncle just likes to report...]
boom-
A few seconds later, the two figures fell to the ground together, and the energy exploded.
A strong air wave spread out in a circular shape, blowing countless miscellaneous fish away.
But... "winner or loser" was not determined as the department said.
"You... how is it possible?" Before the light and shadow cleared, the shocked words of the headquarters sounded, "Why are you still standing up?"
[Uncle, if you say a few more lines like this with this expression and tone, then you will lose.]
At this time, after this terrifying throwing technique, the headquarters and the Cannian boy reopened the distance. The headquarters originally thought... Even if the other party hadn't been smashed into R sauce, at least he should have lost consciousness.
did not expect…
"This is the same, and that is also... There must be a limit to underestimating people!" At this moment, the Cannian boy shouted angrily, and took advantage of the fact that the headquarters was not stable and his mind was uncertain... suddenly killed him.
[Oh~ it's exploded, it's exploded~ it's finally your turn again.]
"Delete your archive punch! Dismantle your model legs! Willful spoiling! Crying and crying!"
[The name of this baby's move is a bit capricious.]
It's too late, so fast! While drinking the name of his moves, the Cannian youth launched a stormy offensive against the headquarters, causing the latter to retreat steadily, with only the power to parry.
"Hmph... Headquarters, are you confused?" At the same moment, Wu Xumaluo, who was facing away from them, snorted coldly, "I didn't even notice that the other party had practiced the 'golden body rolling all over the floor', just I used 'Falling into the Abyss'... Heh... You are the one who is so naive."
[So... you are now a commentator?]
bang bang bang...
He was talking on one side, while the headquarters on the other side were beating each other.
As the saying goes-"Fisting is afraid of the young", "Fisting the old master to death", these all prove from the side... the importance of age, or physical condition in battle.
[I guess what follows is a serious piece of nonsense.]
That's right, Honbu is taller and stronger than Cannian Boy in terms of body size, but...according to the standards of his race, his physical condition has already begun to decline, which is almost equivalent to the status of "a person on earth who is fifty years old".
And the bear child star...has an inherent advantage in this respect. Because they are an "ageless" race, they grow up to the stage of puberty at most, when they biologically stop regrowing, and remain in this state until death.
[Forgive me, I immediately thought of the matter of racial reproduction and a series of very dirty pictures.]
This kind of innate advantage is insurmountable by this department; after all, the bear child star is also a "combat race" (there are many combat races in this universe, with different abilities, but they are obviously more powerful than ordinary races in terms of combat. advantage), and there is no particularly strong racial talent in this department. He can achieve today's achievements all because of acquired training.
[He has a hairy achievement? Do homeless people who beat all over the park enjoy special state allowances?]
From this point of view, even though the current Cannian boy is not as powerful as the headquarters, in time, as long as he keeps training and improving his combat power, he will definitely surpass the headquarters...
However, such an assumption is actually meaningless...
It's as if we compare some athletes of different eras with each other and imagine what the result of a matchup between them in their peak period will be.
[Can we stop using athletes as an analogy? I always feel wronged.]
In this world of the weak and the strong, the result is everything; if you want to prove that you are stronger, you have to prove it with the victory in front of you...
[Ah... Victory is not a beautiful thing. Victory is over a mountain of corpses. Victory is cruel. It's about crushing, crushing, completely destroying your opponent, and then making up for the last knife to exterminate the grass and roots.]
"Well... I really lost my temper." After being suppressed for a moment, the voice of the headquarters sounded again, "Forget it... it's just right now."
[Looks like it's your turn...]
"You sleep in the park... you still have the energy to talk?" The Cannian boy at this moment has not discovered that the other party has this "surplus energy", the reason is... his Cannian attack is not as sharp as it was in the first ten seconds.
[Looks like you're going to be beaten...]
"Little devil!" Finally, the headquarter's face turned serious, and his posture changed from defensive to offensive, "Don't be too arrogant! I want to be serious!"
"Nani!" With such a flash, the Cannian boy instinctively sensed some kind of danger, and his advance stopped immediately.
[Everyone has seen that it is because the author's average level of writing dramas has been maintained at this level all year round, so I try to avoid similar head-to-head contests with others.]
"Unemployment and Bankruptcy!" The headquarter's counterattack began, and the moves used were familiar, "Life is defeated!"
[As soon as I guess this guy will use these two tricks...]
It is also a palm and a leg, but the bottom force contained in these two moves is completely different from "delete your archive punch" and "delete your model leg"...
The skills of the homeless man's school are powerful but long-lasting, while the skills of the bear's school are sharp and sharp.
The two have their own strengths, and in actual combat, they are indistinguishable...
[I said that the person who wrote this kind of setting is not sick, do you believe it?]
"Ugh..." Soon, the Cannian boy let out a miserable howl before the headquarters' counterattack, and was so shocked that he vomited blood.
But anyone with a discerning eye knows that the damage he suffered is not that big, it's just a "flawed injury" caused by the impact, and the "dark energy" in the move has been removed by the Cannian boy.
[Everyone with a discerning eye is a blockbuster! How can this be seen?]
"Hmph! Want to lure me forward to chase after him?" The headquarters also saw through the immature acting skills of the young Cannian boy at a glance, but... he still went up, "Okay! I'll play with you!"
[Do you not hesitate to die to maintain fashion value... ]
Seeing the other party rushing towards him, there was a ruthless look in the eyes of the young Cannian, and he said in his heart: "What an idiot, knowing that it's a trap... look down on me, right? Good! I'll let you go around!"
With this in mind, he has accumulated his best moves.
I saw the young Cannian turning around in mid-air to change his posture, and with a single kick: "Can Nian Liu's profound meaning, Nine Suns, Lightning, Thunderbolt, Mad Dragon, cheating me!"
[What's your relationship with Longhumen?]
And the headquarters saw the move... and didn't panic. In an instant, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and from nowhere on his body, he took out a rocket launcher...
[Wait, what happened? I am not wrong, right?]
"Super real judo mystery rpg attack!" Saying so, the headquarters opened fire...
call out-
The rpg roared, and a missile roared out of the bazooka, flying towards the young man who was five or six meters away, and met the "Nine Suns Electric Light Thunderbolt Mad Dragon Pit Drill".
[This is still a string! What the hell is an rpg attack? Not to mention why the rocket launcher used by an alien in this part is also called rpg like the one on earth... This thing has a P relationship with judo! Why don't you use nukes?]
bang—boom boom—
The explosion happened, the flames shot up into the sky, and the smoke billowed.
[At this distance, don't kill yourself in the headquarters, right?]
But... the outcome is still far from decided.
Because... none of those two fell down.
[That's true... After all, one of them smashed up a spaceship like a missile, but nothing happened...]
to be continued…
[Wait for your head! You think this is a cartoon!]