The strongest in the world: starting from picking up Feng Baobao

Chapter 89

Although Ba Tianhu is aware of the gap in strength between himself and Fan Wujiu, he still has no intention of retreating, instead the fighting spirit in his heart is getting stronger and stronger.

Because he knew that this was a silent confrontation before the battle began.

If you are overwhelmed by your aura here, you start to shrink back without doing anything.

In the battle after that, the outcome of failure can be directly determined.

After all, a person who intends to retreat, no matter how strong his strength is, will not be able to display his true strength under the drive of retreat, and thus he has already lost or hated him on the spot.

Not to mention his current strength, which is even lower than the opponent's.

Once I shrink back at this moment, it is not only responsible to myself, but also irresponsible to the remaining 80 or so brothers.

You must know that from the moment he stepped into the military base, everyone's wealth and life were hung on him.

This kind of pressure is also everyone's trust in him.

So in order not to disappoint everyone's trust, but also in order to be able to defeat the Nether Palace in this battle and survive.

Ba Tianhu must suppress the fear in his heart and withstand the pressure from Fan Wujiu, only then can he gain a chance of survival in this slim hope.

This is not only for the lives of the brothers present, but also for the lives of hundreds of millions of people in the dry area.

Therefore, in this battle, this confrontation, he must win!
"Ahhhhh!!!"

Under the expectant eyes of his brothers, Ba Tianhu stabilized his body, lowered his energy to his dantian, and gathered all his strength in his lower body.

"boom--"

A dull roar suddenly sounded.

As the sound came, the ground under Ba Tianhu's feet was gradually torn apart.

The ground sank slightly, and collapsed about six or seven centimeters downward, with spider web-like cracks covering the concrete floor.

At this moment, Ba Tianhu is like a humanoid machine, bringing enormous pressure to the earth.

I saw him clenching his teeth, his face blushing, the true energy in his body was constantly erupting, and his aura was gradually rising, faintly overpowering the dead energy permeating the air.

And slowly entangled with the aura released by Fan Wujiu, entangled with each other, it looked like they were in a tight fight.

But only Ba Tianhu knows in his heart that this is the result of his exhaustion.

On the other hand, the opponent, standing on top of the decaying gun barrel, still looked calm and at ease.

It is obvious that until now, the masked man from Netherworld Palace has not used his true strength.

This is simply a humiliation to Ba Tianhu, but Ba Tianhu is completely helpless.

The gulf between the mid-level sky-level and the high-level sky-level is really too big.

So big that even if he tried his best, he still couldn't get past a single cent.

It was as if there was a shackle, blocking the way to the heavenly grade.

This shackle cannot be broken or destroyed, and it can only make the captain who has come to this critical point resentful on the spot.

Ba Tianhu's feeling at the moment is hard to describe in words.

If you have to express it in words, it's more like he and Fan Wujiu are in a position of one high and one low.

He was on a lower step, looking up at Fan Wujiu.

Fan Wujiu was on a higher step, looking down at him.

And no matter how hard he tried to climb up, he was always at the bottom of Fan Wuhuo.

The strength is the same, and the momentum is the same.

Could it be that he didn't do anything and just died here easily?

Didn't the brothers who died in the beast tide not take revenge?
Haven't Da Mao and Er Mao's revenge been avenged?
To disregard the life and comfort of the brethren present?

Do you want to disregard the lives of hundreds of millions of people in the region?

Is this worthy of myself, my brothers, and hundreds of millions of people in Qianyu?
Ba Tianhu asked himself.

Such a heavy question hit the depths of his soul, leaving a hole in his weak soul.

Scenes of the past, like a revolving lantern, emerged in the mind, playing in a loop non-stop.

One thought after another came to my mind, and one memory after another occupied my mind.

It's like saying, "You're dying, so go ahead!"

I don't know when it started, suddenly there was an inexplicable voice whispering in his ear.

What is described in the words is all about how tiring it is to live, and how beautiful the paradise is after death.

This murmur was like the whisper of a devil, and Ba Tianhu gradually fell into a state of sleepy eyes.

He really wanted to close his eyes firmly and have a good sleep, sleep until the sky was dark and the sun and moon were dim.

As the whispering voice became deeper and deeper, Ba Tianhu's eyelids became heavier and heavier. He could feel that as long as he didn't pay attention, he would fall into an endless coma and have a deep sleep.

But there seemed to be a will in his heart, and he was always fighting against this whisper, so that he would not fall asleep.

Ba Tianhu's face was numb, his eyes were half closed, and he was half asleep and half awake.

The aura emanating from his body was constantly weakening at a speed visible to the naked eye due to his unconsciousness.

Seeing that the aura was going to be sluggish to the extreme, and was about to be swallowed by the dead air in the air, but he had been fighting tenaciously, not wanting to let this aura disappear.

This seems to be the will in his heart at work.

But Ba Tianhu really doesn't want to continue to sink, he just wants to have a good sleep, and don't care about anything else.

But the will in his heart didn't seem to be happy, and the struggle with the whispering voice intensified, making his head almost explode due to the noise.

"what!!!"

Ba Tianhu roared, and the heavy roar resounded through the sky, which was particularly ear-piercing in this silent night.

The roar shocked everyone, and also shook the hearts of the captains.

Their eyes widened and they looked at Ba Tianhu with incredulous expressions.

There is a wordless silence in my heart.

In their eyes, Ba Tianhu has gone from majestic to sluggish, and now he is in great pain.

The whole process only takes less than ten seconds.

What kind of pain is it that can make a powerful heavenly captain become what he is now?

Everyone is not clear.

But they knew that if this continued, all of them would die.

And he died at the hands of those two masked men with strange auras.

Obviously those two masked men didn't do anything, it was just an imposing confrontation.

Let a heavenly captain who is in peak condition easily fall into madness.

What kind of strength will this be?
Everyone didn't dare to think about it, and they didn't dare to act rashly.

They could only watch their boss go mad with despair.

I thought that the appearance of Ba Tianhu would bring them hope and pull them out of the abyss.

Unexpectedly, what was waiting was a deeper level of despair.

Is everyone really going to die here together?
Obviously nothing has been done yet...

Just when the captains were about to despair, flickering flames suddenly appeared in their pupils.

(End of this chapter)