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Chapter 698 Ouma’s final blow

 The Black Iron King rushed over like a high-speed train.

There is no wind resistance in the void barrier, which allows the power of the Black Iron King to be displayed in the purest way, far beyond the limit so far.

And because there is no air here, oxygen cannot be replenished, and the oxygen in the lungs will be consumed quickly.

With their physical abilities, it would be no problem to hold their breath for half an hour, but once there is a fierce battle,

The oxygen consumption rate increases dramatically, and the activity time will be reduced to a few minutes at a stretch!

Indeed, when it comes to swordsmanship, the Black Iron King admits that he is far from Jiang Li's opponent.

But when it comes to pure power, Jiang Li is definitely much worse than him!

Something like strength cannot be improved quickly within a few days.

Even if it is enhanced,

But it will definitely not be much better than a week ago!

As long as he seals his sword skill of cutting the vacuum fault,

Then it is impossible for him to break his own defense!

But in the vacuum realm, it is impossible for him to cut through the vacuum fault!

Can win!

With this belief, the Black Iron King struck again!

The Black Iron King's calculations were very good.

In fact, his strategy itself is perfect.

But.

"Compare your strength with me?"

When Jiang Li saw this, he showed a strange look.

Facing the Black Iron King's attack, he did not retreat even one step, and even took the initiative to meet it.

"——!"

In an instant, two swords clashed.

There was no sound at all, only several layers of smoke rings rippling away.

Jiang Li's expression did not change, this sword was nothing fancy, it was pure power.

The Black Iron King's expression suddenly changed, his arms trembled violently, and a sense of numbness struck half of his body.

"What a pity, I have surpassed you in all aspects!"

From Jiang Li's silently raised lips,

The Black Iron King read these words.

Jiang Li smiled lightly and raised the cloth spirit knife high.

The Black Iron King's pupils shrank, and he gritted his teeth and immediately went on the defensive.

Jiang Li suddenly swung the knife.

Countless sword lights shone like brilliant clouds, covering the entire world in front of the Black Iron King with dazzling speed.

In that short breath, no one knows how many times he cut.

It may be a few hundred dollars, or it may be over a thousand dollars.

With just one encounter, the figure of the Black Iron King flew backwards like a broken sack.

While the person was in mid-air, his unimaginably hard body had already overflowed with countless blood, like a rag, staining the ground beneath him blood red.

Looking closely, his whole body was covered with countless knife marks, and blood spurted out as if it was free of charge.

"Ooooh! Seriously injured! Referee, help save people!"

The host was shocked and his microphone was blasted.

"No... I'm afraid it's not necessary yet."

"What are you talking about, Mr. Kaieda? That's a serious injury!"

"It's not a serious injury."

"Huh?"

On the field.

Shinguji Kurono's eyes swept over the Black Iron King's body like a hawk.

She seemed to ponder for a moment, but she did not choose to interrupt immediately.

Similarly, Jiang Li's attention was also locked on the Black Iron King, with no intention of relaxing at all.

That's all because the fighting spirit in the Black Iron King's horse has not disappeared.

"You are really tough."

Jiang Li shook the knife in his hand.

"There is no wind resistance in the vacuum field. My knife speed is close to the speed of sound, and I can still stand up... Are you really still a human being?"

Opposite him.

The body of the Black Iron King Horse swayed slightly, and the figure seemed to be ready to fall at any time, but it was as straight as a pine tree.

Although the whole body is covered with blood,

His coat was completely torn, and his whole body had numerous stab wounds, but the light in his eyes did not weaken at all.

"Ever since I can remember, I have been pursuing strength."

The Black Iron King's voice was low, as if he was answering Jiang Li's question, and seemed to be giving himself perseverance.

"After I found that no one else could give me any pressure, I learned to give myself pressure, for example, using near-vacuum air to continuously compress my body..."

"But usually, it is impossible for humans to have a body like yours, no matter how much you exercise."

"Yes, but I have evolved."

The Black Iron King staggered slightly, his vision gradually blurring.

A large amount of blood was gushing out from his whole body, causing him to lose too much blood and he might collapse at any time.

But he did not use vacuum pressure to compress the wound. Theoretically, as long as he used air to compress the wound, he could stop the bleeding all over his body, but he has not done so.

"Just like humans have learned to use their limbs flexibly over the course of tens of thousands of years, my body has also undergone qualitative changes to this extent."

"You mean, your few years of hard work have caught up with tens of thousands of years of human evolution?"

"That's right."

Jiang Li remained silent.

Although it is outrageous, there is no other explanation.

His physical hardness is not in the same realm as ordinary people.

Even Jiang Li has to admit that his defense power is far inferior to his. At least he can't sustain any damage to his skin, flesh and bones under a high-speed sonic slash.

The ascetic-like style allowed him to complete the accumulation that took tens of thousands of years for human beings to complete, and achieve a miracle like the evolution of species!

As expected, those who cut swords cannot rely on ordinary theories.

"You probably only have enough strength left to deliver one blow."

Jiang Li raised his long sword, pointing directly at the Black Iron King's horse.

"I'll give you a chance, come on!"

Although they are enemies, they have an admirable courage.

"I won't be polite to you."

The Black Iron King raised his head, as if there was a divine light brewing in his eyes.

The fighting spirit has reached its highest point so far.

"Boom!"

The huge magic power escaped from him, and then poured into the Nodachi in his hand!

The magic power was so dense that it even formed a veritable violent wind. Even the light was refracted, making his figure unclear like a mirage!

He didn't suppress the wound, he just wanted to put all the magic power into this final blow!

On the blade, the strong wind surged violently.

The chaotic air flow roared throughout the entire arena, and everyone was blinded by the storm!

No reservations!

Do whatever it takes!

As a pure ascetic who pursues strength!

"——kusanagi (Moon-breaking Dragon Claw)!"

The Black Iron King's horse roared like a roaring wind.

The strong wind cuts down like a giant sword, resembling the claws of a legendary dragon!

Under that blow, any piece of steel, rock, or body will be chopped apart without any accidents!

This is the full sword of the Black Iron King.

Inject all your magic power into it, and make a sword without any reservation!

"Protect the audience quickly!"

Shinguji Kurono's expression suddenly changed and he quickly shouted to the audience.

At the same time, more than a dozen swordsmen stood up from around the auditorium and joined forces to form a huge barrier, enveloping the battle circle.

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