The extremely giant Sang Shenyou had blood vessels bulging in his forehead and neck, and his face was blood red. His voice rang out in the closed environment, causing a series of explosions in the air: "Do you think I don't have a trump card!"
This guy Zhang Guangmu...
It’s so deceiving!
At this moment, Sang Shenyou, even with just his voice, could kill a large number of demon hunting academy students - whether they were old-school demon hunting wizards or bloodline wizards, they were all vulnerable to him.
Unfortunately, Sang Shenyou is not a hot-blooded protagonist in the traditional sense. When he was making tactical and strategic planning, he thought that he had reached an extreme in terms of speed, so...
His so-called trump card is just to make a fuss about output power and lethality.
If the speed is not enough, no matter how high the output is, it can only hit the air.
Sang Shenyou racked his brains and tried to kill Zhang Guangmu with carpet bombing. Unfortunately, Zhang Guangmu could always use the most energy-saving way to easily avoid his attacks and leave wounds on his body.
"..."
Zhang Guangmu's eyes were cold, vibrating the wings of black flames, his figure kept flashing, and his hands moved sharply, showing no intention of talking to Sang Shenyou.
The reason why he was able to avoid laser strafing time and time again and deal effective damage was actually very simple.
——Although Sang Shenyou can release death lasers that can instantly evaporate carbon-based life forms from every part of his body, but...
Sang Shenyou, who was unable to directly cover the entire enclosed space with his strike surface, needed to aim after all.
And Zhang Guangmu has [Firearm Shooting 2] and [Imperial Bodybuilding Technique 17] as his foundation. Even if Sang Shenyou only had his capillaries constricted and his hair trembled, Zhang Guangmu immediately knew what he was going to do next.
The principle is similar to that of "dodging bullets" many times before, except that the actual operation is more difficult and the requirements are more demanding. Not only does it have a hard threshold for personal acumen and insight, but it also has extremely high requirements for psychological quality.
Unfortunately...
Zhang Guangmu met all of these conditions.
When all the enemy's moves can be directly pre-read, it doesn't matter whether the opponent is a [speed type] or a [power type].
Since there is no difference, then just kill them randomly!
Playing cards?
No trump card is used!
This is unpretentious all-round crushing!
Zhang Guangmu didn't even need to use the gorgeous killing move that he was gradually perfecting in his mind - Sang Shenyou's performance was okay, but he was just a qualified conspirator. Currently, in the world of "Demon Hunting Academy", there are really
The only one left who is qualified to take Zhang Guangmu's ultimate move is the [Three Phase Demon].
Sang Shenyou used all his trump cards and fired seven-color lasers with different attributes in turn. From penetrating, evaporating, exploding, freezing to corroding, he fired the [Demon Hunting Divine Light] with many attributes, but all failed.
He repeatedly tried to get close to the hunting magic ring, and when Zhang Guangmu was not paying attention, he occupied the position of ring king in advance, seized the fire of hope, obtained the inheritance, completed his personal transformation, and killed him on the spot.
However……
Although Zhang Guangmu never intended to create a "perfect character" in any subliminal movie world, he would not deliberately make such low-level and mentally retarded mistakes.
Under Zhang Guangmu's strict guard, every time Sang Shenyou got close to the magic hunting ring, he would feel like he was going to die suddenly on the spot - he knew that if he forced himself to gamble and fought hard, he would probably only expose huge flaws and be killed by Zhang Guangmu.
Kill directly!
The desperate Sang Shenyou spoke eloquently, his lips flew up and down, and he made various promises very quickly: "I surrender!"
"I was wrong, Zhang Guangmu, I am willing to take refuge in you and become your most loyal [slave]!"
"Although I have done many wrong things, I am still a human being!"
"And I'm very strong! If I die here today, I'm afraid you will never find a subordinate as powerful as me in the future!"
"If you let me go today, I am willing to sign the highest-level soul witchcraft contract with you and give you everything I have. If you are willing, you can kill me at any time!"
"This world is not black and white. I can do some dirty things for you that you don't want to do, and become the most reliable and powerful [hunting dog] you can use!"
Literally, he is either a slave or a dog.
At this moment, Sang Shenyou was completely despicable and had no face at all.
but……
He doesn't care about his personal appearance - anyway, this is an extremely closed environment, there is no third party as an audience, and Zhang Guangmu is not the kind of person who likes to gossip.
Although Zhang Guangmu occasionally has a venomous tongue and sharp words, based on Sang Shenyou's understanding of him, he shouldn't be the kind of guy who likes to speak ill of people behind their backs.
only……
Every time Sang Shenyou said a word, many wounds would be left on his body.
Zhang Guangmu had no intention of negotiating with him.
Because all his attention was focused on Zhang Guangmu, Sang Shenyou didn't notice that when he was full of desire for survival and made crazy promises, a figure gradually appeared on the back of his neck.
Bo!
The figure of an ordinary human broke away from Sang Shenyou's giant body, and in mid-air, it used its hand as a knife, dragging out a long pale flame.
This pale flame was extremely powerful. It easily broke through Sang Shenyou's defense and cut off his head.
Click!
The cervical vertebrae were broken, and Sang Shenyou's huge head flew into the air, spinning in the air.
He was still racking his brains thinking about how to defeat Zhang Guangmu, but a look of confusion appeared on his face.
Sang Shenyou's head turned rapidly in the air and he caught a glimpse of the figure stabbing him in the back.
A flash of shock flashed across his eyes, and this shock instantly turned into anger and hatred.
Although he relied on Zhang Guangmu's theory and path to develop a new body of a giant demon hunter based on his predecessors, he still had to die after his head was chopped off!
Due to the world setting and upper limit, Sang Shenyou was not able to reach the point of [rebirth with blood].
Knowing that he was destined to die, he used up his last strength to vibrate the magic energy around him, simulating the functions of his lungs and vocal cords, and uttered a voice: "Devil King, I curse you to be..."
The figure known as the Demon King stood tall in the wind and snapped his fingers lightly.
Snap!
then……
Sang Shenyou's last words were directly interrupted.
The pale flames burned all the flesh and blood on Sang Shenyou's giant body and head to ashes in an instant.
Bang!
Sang Shenyou died completely, and a huge pale skull fell on the beach.
The mysterious existence that was originally parasitic in his gigantic body materialized and appeared in front of Zhang Guangmu.
However, the other person's face seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, making it difficult to see clearly.
Zhang Guangmu tilted his head and looked at the head held in the opponent's hand. With just one glance, he recognized that it was Bai Yongsheng's head.
Tick, tick, tick...
Blood continued to flow from the severed part of Bai Yongsheng's head and dripped on the beach.
so……
Standing in front of him should be the final BOSS that the novices call the [Three Phase Demon].
The three-phase demon casually threw Bai Yongsheng's head aside, and the mist on his face dissipated, revealing a face that was almost identical to Zhang Guangmu's.
The corners of his lips raised, forming a playful smile: "You have also noticed such a hidden method as [Flesh and Flesh Leap]."
"Zhang Guangmu is worthy of being the [King of the End] of the human race..."