The sky and the earth shook, and gray lines covered every corner of the universe. Mo He's head felt an unprecedented strong impulse, and he fell to the ground of the fighting arena.
The world in his eyes was completely blurred at this moment, and his mind was briefly confused because of Takejuro's punch, but his body did not collapse because of it.
This was not a good sign for Takejuro. Such a violent attack could not defeat Mowa's body, indicating that Takejuro had completely lost hope of destroying Mowa.
To defeat Mo He now, there is no other way but to seal Mo He within this short period of time so that Mo He loses the ability to move. In this way, Mo He will also be sentenced to defeat.
"This is Takejuro's last chance." Li Hanxue murmured.
"Mohe's perfect battle body is really abnormal. Wujuro unleashed the tenth level of extreme martial intent, but he was unable to hurt Mohe at all!" Wang Xinglan sighed.
At the moment when he knocked down Mohe, Takejuro didn't hesitate at all and quickly flashed above Mohe. He was riding directly on Mohe's body, waving his huge fist, violently like a rain, towards Mohe's body.
The head falls.
"Boom! Boom! Boom..."
With each punch, Takejuro's aura will surge by three points, and this astonishing aura will transform into his own appearance, like a god of war standing between heaven and earth, looking down upon the world, and arrogant to all the warriors in the world.
As Takejuro continued to attack violently, the god of war transformed by his aura became taller and taller, growing from a hundred feet to a thousand feet, ten thousand feet, breaking through the fighting field, breaking through the palm star holy world, breaking through thousands of star fields!
The vast nebula and countless star fields seemed to feel Wujuro's soaring fighting spirit at this moment, fearless of powerful enemies, and his firm heart to face despair.
Every time Takejuro threw a punch, he was hit hard and suffered unprecedented damage. He seemed to be using a secret method that could kill one thousand enemies and damage eight hundred to himself to forcibly increase his strength.
Under the violent attack like a storm, Takejuro's blood vessels had long been broken, his hair and black clothes were covered with rich, sticky blood, and he lost an unknown amount of his life in one punch.
On the other hand, Mo He, who was passively beaten, remained indestructible. No matter how powerful the attack he endured, he remained indifferent.
In the eyes of everyone, Takejuro, who has the upper hand, is more like a little ant struggling in the vast river of fate. He tries his best, but still cannot escape the control of fate.
A sense of sadness could not help but spread in the hearts of everyone. Mohe represented the will of God. He was the born emperor, the son of destiny, the most perfect human being in the world, while Takejuro relied on his own will to reach the limit that humans can achieve.
At this moment, the cause and effect they bear is no longer the victory or defeat of two people. In the eyes of many geniuses, they are more like a collision between human will and the will of heaven. Mo He, who represents "Heaven", and Mo He, who represents "Human"
Takejuro, the most intense confrontation between the two!
They all couldn't help but think of their own destiny. In the face of God's will, human struggle and human disobedience were so insignificant. Even a warrior as powerful as Takejuro was so powerless in front of the natural emperor, and he would face even more terrifying situations in the future.
of the Gods, what kind of situation would that be?
No one can imagine it.
"Wujuro, defeat him!" Wang Xinglan shouted, "Beat Mohe! Defeat him!"
"Bujuro, defeat him!"
"Bujuro, defeat him!"
Everyone seemed to be affected by a mysterious force, and they all chose to side with Takejuro and cheered for Takejuro.
Shi Chen and Fan Hongwu widened their eyes, unable to understand this scene.
"Are they all crazy? They actually support Takejuro?" Fan Hongwu said.
Shichen said, "No matter who they support, it has nothing to do with us. Now the situation could not be clearer. Takejuro will be defeated, and Mohe will enter the final decisive battle."
Li Hanxue looked at these excited geniuses and thought to herself, "Perhaps this is the most valuable thing about human beings. While they worship the strong, they also sympathize with the weak, instead of blindly following the law of the jungle of other races."
"Bujuro, it's over."
Mohe opened his eyes wide, and his vision had returned to clarity. He put his knee on Takejuro's back. Takejuro was knocked flying hundreds of feet with a roar, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Immediately afterwards, there was a back-and-forth confrontation. The battle was extremely fierce, but the final outcome was destined at the moment the war started.
Although Takejuro released the tenth level of Ultimate Martial Intent, he was ultimately unable to defeat Mowa's perfect body. He tried his best but could not reverse the defeat.
At sunset the next day, Takejuro, who was covered in scars, was finally seized by Mohe and took away Tianxin, regretfully losing.
Mohe grabbed Takejuro's Tenshin and stood in the glow, quietly looking at Takejuro's body, panting slightly. There was a trace of blood flowing out of the corner of his eyes, but no one noticed it.
"Bujuro, you are defeated." Mohe said calmly.
Takejuro didn't speak, he just raised his head and looked at the sky quietly, "Give me your Tenshin."
Mohe threw Tenshin back to Takejuro, who tore open his chest, put Tenshin into his body, and then flew out of the fighting arena without making a sound.
When Shi Chen and Fan Hongwu saw this, they both looked happy.
"As expected, Mo He is the strongest one." Shi Chen said.
Fan Hongwu said, "We are not on the wrong team this time. We will still have a place in the holy world in the future!"
"Now it's time to see the final battle." Shi Chen said, "After defeating Li Hanxue, everything will be over."
Fan Hongwu smiled and said, "Wu Julang tried his best but couldn't break Mo He's perfect body. Li Hanxue also has no chance. Mo He is already guaranteed to win this battle, so I'm not worried at all."
Shichen's eyes were also full of relaxation and comfort. After the battle with Takejuro, he was even more convinced that Mohe had the strength to crush all the geniuses, including Li Hanxue!
After Wu Juro left the fighting arena, he passed by Wang Xinglan and Li Hanxue.
Wang Xinglan sighed, "Wujuro, I didn't expect that even you would be defeated."
"If you are not as skilled as others, you will naturally lose. I have no complaints." Takejuro turned his head and glanced at Li Hanxue, "Li Hanxue, the last one is you. Although I didn't want you to win at the beginning, and I didn't even think you could win, but
Now……"
Takejuro paused for a moment and did not finish all his words.
"What's wrong now?" Li Hanxue asked.
Takejuro said, "Now I hope you can defeat Mohe and become our leader!"
Li Hanxue was surprised and said, "Wu Juro, your attitude has changed so much. What made you suddenly change your mind?"
Takejuro took a deep look at Mo He and spoke slowly.