Chapter 200 It turns out that I am [God Knight]

Author: It’s hard to calm down.

"Next up is Andromeda's Shun, let's applaud him!"

"Burn, my little universe!"

"nebula……"

"Bang!"

"Andromeda's Shun was hit, but the mysterious Lin is still so strong, breaking everything with one punch. That punch he just made..."

"Oh my God, four hundred thousand kilograms?"

"He actually punched out with a force of 400,000 kilograms? Is this really something a human can do?"

"Three, two, one... Andromeda's Shun failed to stand up. The winner is -"

"Lin! Congratulations to Lin for adding one more point!"

The host on the field explained excitedly. His face was red, his eyes were shining, and he was also shocked. He looked at Lin Yang with incredible eyes.

He couldn't imagine why the human body could explode with such terrifying strength.

"Next."

Lin Yang said again.

While he was speaking, he was also looking at the Andromeda Bronze Saint Shun who fell on the ring. His punch was neither strong nor weak. Although the opponent fell to the ground unconscious, there was no damage to the Bronze Saint Cloth he was wearing.

Even a trace of...

None.

Not long ago, at the beginning of the Galaxy Arena, two Bronze Saints had a private conflict. Although they didn't have very strong fists, he estimated that they only had more than a thousand kilograms of punch power, but they cracked the opponent's Bronze Saint.

Clothes.

"Can only atomic-level destruction truly harm the Bronze Saint Cloth?"

Lin Yang secretly said.

With his methods, it is not difficult to break the bronze holy cloth, but it is not necessary.

Since the end of that year's 'retreat', he found that the murderous intention in his heart had dropped sharply. Perhaps it was because he was on top of the world and no longer needed to kill like crazy?

Or is it the strong man's ignorance of the ants?

Lin Yang didn't know, but he was too lazy to stir up trouble.

He wants to use the Sagittarius Golden Saint Cloth to find clues to the 'Vacuum Hometown', and try to become one of them, to see if he can get a share of the 'God's Power' for nothing and then run away.

Instead of killing the Bronze Saints in this duel, lead out to the sanctuary behind, and fight the younger ones against the older ones.

"Speaking of which, the ten fighters participating in the competition are all saints from the holy realm? Are there no fighters from other gods?"

Lin Yang was a little puzzled. Just as he was deep in thought, he was instantly carried away by the medical staff, and the next opponent stood in front of him.

"Coming up is the Bronze Saint Purple Dragon of Draco!"

"It is said that he practiced in Lushan Mountain in China for many years and mastered the boxing technique that can make the Lushan Waterfall flow backwards with one punch!"

The host cheered: "Let's see whether the mysterious Lin is as invincible as ever, or whether the Purple Dragon of Draco defeats the unbeatable Demon King!"

"oh!"

The audience in the arena cheered loudly. Lin Yang didn't know that the battle was all resolved with one punch. It looked so boring. Where could the enthusiasm of these audiences come from?

From an ornamental point of view, the kind where you come and go is the favorite one.

"The boxing technique that can make the Lushan Waterfall flow backward?"

Lin Yang glanced at the serious-looking opponent in front of him in surprise.

If the opponent's punching power is around 1,000 to 2,000 kilograms, then that 'boxing technique' is not a simple move.

In front of the countless tens of thousands of tons of Lushan Waterfall, the power of a mere few thousand kilograms of punch is so small that it can be ignored, so this only highlights the power of that 'boxing technique'.

Regardless of combat timing and combat experience, there are only two components of a person's strength - base and coefficient.

For example, [Basic 100 kilograms] can be used to increase [10,000 kilograms of punching power] through the [coefficients] of various secret techniques.

Of course, the real situation is far more complicated than this, and this is just the simplest metaphor.

While Lin Yang was thinking, Zilong, who was waiting for the referee to announce the start, solemnly said: "You are very strong, incredibly strong."

"With the punch that knocked them to the ground, you didn't even burn the small universe."

"but……"

The purple dragon wearing the Heavenly Dragon Holy Clothes suddenly spoke loudly, and he said firmly: "I, the Heavenly Dragon Purple Dragon, will never admit defeat!"

"Three, two, one!"

"start!"

The referee, who was as strong as a bear, quickly waved his raised right hand down. Just when he opened his eyes to see clearly everything on the ring...

"Bang!"

A muffled thunderous sound exploded, and everything in the venue was trembling slightly. The nearest audience members even covered their ears, and screamed in excitement while showing pain on their faces.

In their eyes, the purple dragon who was standing there just now had fallen to the ground and was unconscious, just like Shun before. No, at least Shun still tried to attack.

Zilong was knocked down before he could take action.

"Ohhhhhh!"

"Oh my god! The invincible Demon King Lin, he defeated the Purple Dragon of Draco that could make the Lushan Waterfall flow backwards with one punch!"

The host shouted excitedly, and after the countdown, the referee declared Lin Yang the winner as before, scoring one point again.

"Lin's speed was so fast that the high-speed cameras on the field could not capture his movement. However, it seemed that Zilong was aware of the danger and was trying to defend. Unfortunately, compared to Lin, he was really too slow.

"

As the host explained, the slow motion of the scene was played in all directions on the large tapered screen hanging above the venue.

Everything was as the host said, but the bronze saints under the ring felt powerless.

Their eyesight is far beyond that of ordinary people. When they focus, they can also surpass the high-speed cameras in the venue, but...

They could only see Lin Yang's figure blurred for a moment, and then Zilong fell.

This is a gap that they cannot overcome. Let alone the Bronze Saints like them who have just obtained the Holy Cloth, I am afraid that the Silver Saints are no match for this 'Lin'.

It’s even a slap in the face!

Some people were thinking of retreating. As saints, they wanted to protect the goddess Athena. Why should they obey Kido Saori's orders in order to repay Mitsumasa Kido's adoption?

Her grandfather has been dead for several years!

"No wonder Kido Saori temporarily changed the rules of the competition, saying that if one person defends the competition, the one standing at the end will get the golden holy cloth."

"It turns out we have no hope at all!"

A Bronze Saint muttered quietly, not attracting anyone's attention amid the din of the arena.

As for Kido Saori's temporary change of the rules, the main messenger was still Lin Yang who wanted a quick victory.

The reason why Kido Saori could be persuaded by him was because he had to talk about something that happened between the two of them in the extended Lincoln a few hours ago.

"Next."

Lin Yang yawned. The weakness of the Bronze Saints made him feel a little bored. He just wanted to fight quickly and get the Golden Saint Cloth as a reasonable prize.

After Zilong was carried off, another Bronze Saint came on the stage despite the pressure in his heart.

"This time, Hyoga, the Bronze Saint of Cygnus, is on the stage!"

"How can he..."

"Bang!"

"Three, two..."

"The winner is the invincible Lin, who scored one point again!"

The host shouted, as if it was not Lin Yang who won, but him.

"Next."

"The one who comes on stage this time..."

"Leo cub was defeated!"

"Next."

"this……"

"The Ursa Major..."

One after another, the Bronze Saints entered the ring, and then fell to the ground under Lin Yang's punch.
To be continued...