Chapter 777 The Supreme Awakening
Fu Kong was born in the boundary zone.
The "epidemic" flies suddenly stagnated.
After being stunned for a moment, Wan Yi suddenly grinned, showing his white teeth.
"It seems that it doesn't hurt so much anymore." His solemn voice echoed in the desolation.
"Disease" and "pain" no matter which one takes shape first, but in the end they both achieve each other's success.
But if we really want to say it, the concept of "pain" is still broader.
And when the excessive "pain" is eliminated, although the "disease" will not be weakened, it can still harvest power through the diseases of the whole broken world, but the speed will undoubtedly be greatly reduced.
In normal times, it would have fallen if it had fallen. It was still getting stronger and deepening its concept, and it was still a catastrophe.
But now it is facing Wan Yi.
Zai and Wan Yi compete for power.
The power it has harvested will be ruthlessly taken away by disasters that are far more terrible than itself. It rationally strives to draw two or three out of every ten shares to maintain the confrontation, but now that the power it draws is reduced, it wants to Oops.
"Although the opportunity to deal with you neatly has come, since you dare to reach out here, let him handle it." Wan Yi said with a smile.
…
Zhuang He was flashing and jumping between battlefields, single-handedly causing a lot of disasters and disasters, reducing their numbers and making them completely helpless.
Forced by the will of foreign magic to survive, Zhuang He once again gave Zhuang He a large amount of resource tilt.
Zhuang He did not refuse. In order to protect her and her husband's home, she knew she had to shoulder this heavy burden.
As the strongest single combatant in the current dynasty-imperial coalition, she felt the hardships that Fukong faced in the war.
Not to mention, she doesn't have the destructive power of Fu Kong. Even if her strength increases again, her battles can only focus on containment.
The plague is now rampant between the two countries, and even the army is not immune. She has maintained this front line without being breached by her own strength.
The fatigue of not sleeping well for a long time came to my mind one after another.
It would be great if my husband was still here.
Suddenly, she flashed again.
But when she was distracted at that moment, she suddenly realized that she had edited the coordinates of her flashing jump incorrectly! Two meters shorter!
She didn't have much room for error on the dense battlefield. She immediately triggered the defensive spell and was ready to withstand the attack.
However, the expected pain never came.
She jumped directly into a warm embrace.
Those solid and powerful arms and the familiar breathing made Zhuang He feel a sore nose and raised his head with tears in his eyes.
Those eyes of different colors, like flying snowflakes, lowered their eyes and looked at her tenderly. Fu Kong chuckled and said: "How is it? I still caught you."
Zhuang He buried his head in his arms again, and muffled inside he responded: "Yes."
No matter how she jumped, he would always catch it.
Boom!
Then, there was a loud noise on the battlefield.
A huge deep pit emerged, and countless disasters and disasters were crushed into powder by pure power.
Fu Kong brought Zhuang He back to the nearby fortress.
The soldiers, who were originally sluggish in energy and spirit, looked at Fu Kong blankly.
"General...general?"
"I'm no longer a general." Fukong replied with a smile, then put Zhuang He down and said to her, "Have a good rest, I'll be back as soon as I go."
"I will really come back this time." Zhuang He said pitifully.
"Well, I'll be back, for sure." Fu Kong replied.
Then, he tore up the top of his hospital gown, tied the rag around his waist, and rose directly into the sky, heading towards the decaying wasteland in the distance.
After Fu Kong came and left, bursts of cheers rang out in the fortress.
No matter what kind of desperate situation, as long as Fu Kong comes back, there is still hope for everything.
…
Wan Yi's words fell like a white thunder falling to the ground.
Fu Kong landed next to Wan Yi and straightened up: "Mr. Leader, thank you for taking this time."
Not only was he grateful for taking care of himself while he was in a coma, but he was also grateful for helping him protect his home and hometown.
"It's a small matter." Wan Yi replied casually, then looked forward and said, "Let's get rid of it."
"good."
After the words fell, Fukong raised his fist directly.
【Destroy】.
No matter what diseases and plagues, what kind of decay that leads to the end of life, everything is dispelled by this punch of extreme will. Martial arts is indestructible!
The swarm of flies instantly dispersed, but it still grew back at a rapid rate.
[Chaos and destruction].
Several black air pillars roared past, bringing the flies into the air.
Then Fu Kong jumped up and followed.
The "disease" flies suddenly expanded several times and pounced towards Fu Kong.
Fu Kong stretched out his hands and moved forward to clap.
【null--】
The flies were directly crushed, and the power of decay was controlled by Fu Kong under this technique and gathered in the palm of his hand.
【Destroy】.
After throwing out his own power, he spun around in a circle without any reservation, and even rolled up like a snowball and hit himself in the face several times.
Even so, "epidemic" as the foundation of disaster still makes it constantly cheer up.
At the level of "Disease", it could only be said that it was extremely difficult for Fukong to win it, but now it was easily lifted up and beaten by Fukong.
On the one hand, it is because most of the power of "Epidemic" has been stolen by Wan Yi, and "Epidemic" cannot tell the story of its suffering.
On the other hand, Fukong, as a talented and proud actor, has become more sophisticated again after coming to the Broken World and over time.
The power of those who transcend boundaries will not expand, but their fundamental vision, knowledge, skills, etc., will naturally move to new heights after reaching a higher platform.
Merlin O'Loughlin was like this, and Liang Rendao completed the reverse completion of the boundary zone with the help of others as soon as he transcended, which is equally amazing.
At this time, the same was true for Fu Kong.
He no longer needs to study deliberately.
While the body is sleeping, it is constantly being modified to adapt to a higher level.
Just wait for him to wake up and trace the deeper secrets of martial arts.
The flies gather again.
Fu Kong turned around, paused, and then kicked out quickly.
【Collapse and destruction】.
All three postures are integrated into one move, centered on the main part of the fly swarm.
"Get out!"
With a loud roar, "Disease" was stepped on the red crack in the sky.
That passage is actually one-way. As long as the disasters don't want to go out, it's impossible to force them back... That's how it should be,
Click——
The crack was shaking, and the power that made up the crack itself began to waver under the bombardment of Fu Kong's skills.
The flies seeped into the red bit by bit, and finally——
boom!
The deep ether of the collapse was like shards of glass flying away.
"Disease" was kicked out of the boundary zone.
And Fu Kong followed closely behind, obviously not intending to let it go just like that.
The swarm of flies spread instantly and tried to escape, but the Wanyi net that had been formed early outside left no room for escape.
Fukong's bare feet gently landed on the boundary line.
At this moment, the boundary zone that once plotted against Fu Kong and tried to control such powerful variables as Fu Kong obediently stretched out a corner and lifted him up, higher than the boundary zone itself, above the sky, looking down at the trembling flies.
The fighting and killing intent all over Fu Kong's body rose and condensed without reservation.
The flying snow in his eyes was whistling, and eventually turned into substantial black flying snow, falling around.
Fu Kong made a starting move that he had never seen before.
[Shocking the sky and destroying the sky and killing]
The series of moves ended with the last unfamiliar move.
The fist dropped.
Is that divine punishment?
No.
That is the supreme "wu".