Amidst the roaring noise, those gazes changed from anticipation at the beginning to contempt, what an outrageous clamor!
Ghostface's performance last time was truly astonishing. He was able to force Benson into such a mess, forcing Benson to reveal his true strength, and finally captured Han Bingning's hand, which was especially amazing. However, people with a discerning eye can still see that Grimace's strength is not as good as Benson's.
If it is not enough strength, why use means
Grimace's blatant challenge became increasingly ridiculous and ignorant.
Tang Tian remained motionless, his gaze never leaving Benson above the tower, the boy behind the mask tightly pursed his lips.
I'm not lying, I just want to beat you! Only by defeating you can I defeat someone who is stronger than you, as long as I defeat all of you, I can save everyone.
I don't understand conspiracy and I'm not smart enough, so I will use my fists to defeat you.
I know it's not smart enough, but that's what I thought.
Black Benson, you are my first challenge target!
All distracting thoughts were burned to ashes by the blazing fighting spirit. In the eyes of the young man, there was only that figure on the tower, that figure like a mountain, the figure he needed to defeat.
Benson was stunned, there was no joy or anger on his dark face, only a trace of mockery flashed in his eyes.
Do you think you are qualified to challenge me if you are a little clever
Benson's gaze turned cold, and he put aside all distracting thoughts, no matter whether the ghost face had other intentions or not, but in the face of absolute strength, the so-called conspiracy was nothing but a castle in the air.
The new generation of iron guards is about to leave the customs.
At that time, the Moore family will only become stronger. Benson absolutely does not allow anyone to damage the reputation of the Moore family at this time.
Looking down at the grimace below, Benson looked indifferent, and coldly snorted: "Overthinking one's abilities."
He didn't exhale, but the four words exploded in the air and spread far away like thunder.
With all eyes on him, he raised his right arm, pointing straight at the sky.
Humming, the air around him trembled violently, as if boiling, and his figure became distorted. The air was extremely oppressive, and a terrifying aura enveloped the entire West Street.
The boiling air created whirlpools, and they grew rapidly, turning into a hurricane around Benson in an instant.
In the hurricane, Benson's figure remained motionless. The scale of the hurricane is constantly expanding, and it expands outward at an astonishing speed. The rubble, trees, and tiles at Tang Tian's feet leave the ground one after another, and they are blown into the sky.
Benson's eyes were cold, and the black skin of his limbs seemed to come alive at this moment, flowing along his body strangely. The black on his face faded quickly, revealing his fair skin, like a black tide of thick ink, constantly pouring towards his raised palm.
The blood bear black flag was fluttering and fluttering.
This move is much stronger than last time!
Tang Tian's eyes lit up, and the fighting spirit in his chest became more and more high-spirited, and he fell into excitement. His figure was like a nail, nailed to the ground, motionless, and the blood bear flag at his feet was blown wildly.
Ka, Tang Tian stretched out his palm, grasped the flagpole, and thrust it hard.
The blood bear black flag sank suddenly and stabilized again.
Han Bingning was stunned. Although she had comprehended the law, she was far behind Benson. Benson's understanding of the law is much deeper than hers. The wind was getting stronger and stronger, making her almost unable to stand still, her face changed drastically, and she involuntarily grasped the hilt of the sword.
There was a faint blue light all over her, and no matter how raging the wind was, it could no longer shake her figure.
Boom boom boom!
The West Street, which had just been restored, suffered again, and they collapsed in pieces. The bricks and stones that had just been filled on the ground were cut into deep grooves, and the debris was drawn into the wind, and the wind marks became more and more, and the stone bricks shattered.
Pieces of stone bricks peeled off the ground continuously and were swept into the air by the wind.
The sharp wind whistling also became a low whimper, more and more breathtaking.
A man in a bright red dress changed his face drastically, and suddenly flew into the sky, shouting sharply: "Everyone back!"
This loud shout came from far away amidst the overwhelming roar. Shocked by the terrifying vision in front of them, as if waking up from a dream, all of the onlookers ran back desperately.
Xu Anzhong, who was dressed in plain clothes and sandals, was carrying a sword on his back. He glanced at Victor who had just issued a warning, and was a little surprised. Unexpectedly, this idle guy has a good heart.
Victor floated down from the sky, his red costume was furious, like a flower blooming. The handsome and unruly face and the previous casual and careless expression disappeared, replaced by a dignified and solemn face.
"Let's back off."
Victor sighed.
The glamorous maid beside him was surprised, and she couldn't believe it: "Master, is Benson so strong?"
She had never seen her young master showing such an expression. In her mind, the young master was always so careless, as if nothing could move him.
"That's [Gale Wind]."
Victor grabbed the maid, and while sweeping backwards, he said in a deep voice: "The knife of the wind is not a secret, and there are many people who practice it. The law of the wind is also the most common law. But it is easy to learn and difficult to master, and it is true to practice. In the back, it is more difficult. Especially its ultimate move. There are two ultimate moves of the Wind Sword, [Small Wind] and [Great Wind]."
"Xiaofeng? Dafeng? A very common name." The glamorous maid said softly.
"Ordinary?" Victor smacked his lips, "It's not ordinary at all. There are only a handful of people who can practice these two moves. Do you know Shi Yun?"
"Great Wind Singer Shi Yun?" The glamorous maid was startled. Speaking of other things, she still can't quite understand, but after saying this, she immediately understood how powerful the [Great Wind] is.
"That's right, it's him. Thirty years ago, he was one of the top ten fierce men in the crime domain, and he cultivated [Great Wind]. He has always been proud of this. You can tell by his name .”
"Is Benson already this powerful?" The glamorous maid opened her small mouth in disbelief. Shi Yun, the wind singer, what kind of character is that? Even now, Qin Zhen from the Qin family can't reach that level.
"No." Victor's eyes lit up with a gleam, but his tone was very calm. "He should just realize it. If he can be ten years younger, he might have a chance to catch up with Shi Yun. Well, in fact, he is already very Awesome, haha, I really want to see Qin Zhen's face now."
"Isn't Ghostface doomed to lose?" The glamorous maid was a little sad. In her opinion, Ghostface was willing to take risks alone to save his female subordinates. He was a truly loving and righteous person.
"If you lose, you will definitely lose." Victor pondered, "But this guy, I don't know how deep he is."
He looked towards the hurricane, and the size of the hurricane was astonishing, soaring straight into the sky, with no end in sight. Between the heaven and the earth, there seems to be an extra pillar of wind. The dark clouds in the sky were continuously drawn into it, the lightning flashed and the thunder rumbled, and the scene seemed to be doomsday, extremely terrifying.
Victor's eyesight was extremely sharp, he saw the looming figure in the hurricane, still straight as a gun.
Han Bingning leaned forward slightly, standing with her sword in hand, the howling wind was like a knife, and there was no chance to breathe. The blue light on her body was struggling to support, she clenched her teeth and resisted with all her strength, the sword intent law she had comprehended was extremely weak in front of such a violent hurricane.
But she didn't give up, and she didn't want to give up!
That figure was swallowed by the strong wind, but she firmly believed that if it was him, he would not take half a step back!
He has always been like that!
Wisps of blood ooze from Han Bingning's lips, frost creeps up her eyebrows and eyelashes, and a thin layer of frost covers her forehead. The strong pressure made her body tremble uncontrollably.
But she still didn't take a step back.
If it was him, he would definitely not retreat...
Han Bingning held the hilt of the sword, and the strong pressure made her mind go blank. In the chaos, only this sentence floated up and down without dissipating.
Xu Anzhong, who was in the distance, stared at Han Bingning with eyes as sharp as a sword, showing appreciation. He did not expect that such a tenacious will would appear in a woman.
What a born swordsman!
The sky and darkness surrounding Tang Tian were filled with flying sand and rocks, and the whistling wind was mixed with the sound of broken trees and stones piercing the air, like ghosts crying and wolves howling.
Bang bang bang!
Stones blown up by the wind kept hitting Tang Tian, but only one that was within three feet of Tang Tian was turned into dust. The blood bear black flag at Tang Tian's feet was not affected by the strong wind at all, and only waved slightly.
A big tree surrounded by three people slammed into Tang Tian like a car crashing into the city. Unfortunately, before it got close to Tang Tian, it was torn to pieces by the violent wind knife.
The black on Benson's body poured into his palm like a tide, and in his palm, they converged into a black spot.
The grimace's tenacity surprised Benson a little. It seemed that this boy had made another breakthrough in the last battle.
However, if you want to challenge yourself with this breakthrough, it is foolish talk.
The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying.
This is [Great Wind], combining hardness and softness, invincible. Although I still can't cultivate [Great Wind] to this level, its berserk power is definitely not something that the hidden guy in front of me can compete with.
Together with the strong wind, the divine power is self-contained.
In a hurricane, the wind is fickle and invisible, as long as you are trapped in it, there is no chance to escape.
Chi Chi Chi!
The gusts of wind change in the air, they turn into various shapes of wind knives and wind blades, condensing and dispersing, completely unpredictable.
Hiss, a wind blade broke through the space around Tang Tian, leaving a scar on Tang Tian's arm, and blood seeped out.
Really great.
Behind the mask, the boy murmured silently, but the radiance from those eyes was strange.
Benson definitely doesn't know how his zero-energy body was cultivated.
The scene in front of me is so similar to the Sword Vortex Storm.
It's still a familiar recipe, and it's still a familiar taste.
Behind the mask, Tang Tian licked his lips, really nostalgic.
I miss the pain and sweat at that time, I miss everyone teasing and walking with me, I miss the warm sunshine of Ursa Major and the wind that has not yet dissipated the smell of gunpowder, I miss that super big bear egg...
Ah.
Like a breeze, the tenderness in his eyes was retracted, and the young man raised his face.