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This is the time to adjust one's body sensation, to create an illusion for oneself, to ignore the safety protection mechanism of the human body, and to completely squeeze out the mobility far beyond the limit.

After all, he is also an awakened person with a third-level physical quality. It is conceivable that he has broken through the limits of the human body and squeezed his speed. Coupled with the reaction force brought by the extension of the somatosensory time, he unexpectedly flashed from left to right In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Zhao Xiaolu, swinging the huge sword with both hands mercilessly and slashing down, the aura brought by the blood-soaked appearance seemed to be slashing life and death enemies recklessly.

However, Zhao Xiaolu's seemingly stagnant face showed a dark smile little by little.

"Iron Sand Prison!"

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Xiaolu seemed to have broken free from Wang He's control of the somatosensory time, and flew backwards and sideways out of thin air, dodging slashes, and with a coquettish shout, the entire ground of the arena rioted.

The earth shook, the earth shook, the dragon rolled, and countless fine metal particles broke through the ground and gathered, turning into a black sand ball and completely besieging Wanghe.

"Thunder!"

"Microwave furnace!"

This time Zhao Xiaolu can be said to have used all the tricks at the bottom of the box. After the iron sand prisoner trapped Wang He, a piece of thunder burst out again and hit the iron sand ball. Countless electric sparks meandered endlessly, directly smashing the iron sand ball into an electric ball.

This is not enough, the most ruthless thing is... Microwave heating, I remember seeing Lin Yu and Zhao Xiaolu once saw her try this method of use, but she never expected to develop such a ruthless trick secretly.

Originally, the iron sand ball had turned red and slightly melted and condensed under the constant lightning strikes, plus the microwave heating inside the iron ball...

"This chick, when did she come up with these tricks, I don't even know..."

Lin Yu felt a faint chill behind him, and he seemed to be able to smell the aroma of barbecue from a distance away.

A black-bellied girl with a clear mind is equipped with the universal power of controlling electricity, which is simply a crime. If he is not quite capable, I am afraid that he will not have the power to resist domestic violence in the future.

"My dear son-in-law, now you know Uncle Zhao's suffering, don't you? Hurry up and take this girl home, so you can manage it."

Zhao Jianwu looked pitifully at the screaming iron ball coming from the center of the arena, sighed, and patted Lin Yu's shoulder earnestly.

"Ahem, are you sure I won't be the one who brought you home to suffer?"

Lin Yu expressed a little hypocrisy.

"What do you mean?"

Zhao Jianwu's gaze moved down intentionally or unintentionally.

"..."

This car was driven by surprise, it was the old father-in-law, how much do you want to send your daughter away?

It's a pity that Lin Yu didn't know that Zhao Xiaolu's father was the one who developed his ability and tested his skills, otherwise he probably wouldn't have such doubts.

"We admit defeat! Miss Zhao, please stop!"

Several members of the Promise team heard the increasingly ferocious and painful screams inside the iron ball, their faces changed slightly, and they hurriedly waited and ran out.

This is the first time that a surrender has occurred in the national competition. After all, the real illusion will not kill or consume. It is normal for hero anchors who often fight to suffer some pain.

But the current situation is different. Being locked in an iron ball, being electrocuted, being seared by a high-temperature iron ball, and being heated by microwaves, just thinking about it is enough to make people feel cold. This is not a battle, it is completely torture. There is a limit to how much a person can bear pain.

"Hold... sorry, the situation is urgent, I really can't hold back."

At the end of the game, everything in the real illusion was restored, and Zhao Xiaolu's expression was not very good, and he apologized to several members of the Promise team with a slightly pale face.

After all, she is a young girl, so she did not feel very good about using this kind of torture method by herself, and dealing with the Wuji team who was barely friendly.

But just now I really couldn't think so much. Wang He controlled her somatosensory time, which caused his reaction to be extremely slow. Relying on the overclocking of the brain to barely offset part of the effect, but he could only subconsciously conceive a good one. The combo lore was used.

Chapter 332 Counterattack Armor

"One win and one loss at the beginning. As expected of the two strong teams competing for the final championship, the score between each other is very tight..."

"I don't know who the Promise team will send next... Promise? Promise is going to end now? Then our technology team must send a prop master, right? Audiences, pay attention, the match point game is coming!"

The host's passionate commentary made the cheers in the No. [-] venue even louder.

The defeat of the stagnant Wang He put the Promise team into a passive state. At this time, it was Wei Wuji who walked out of their ranks to take over the game.

"Brother Lin, come on, let's have another real fight."

Wei Wuji walked into the center of the arena, Yuan Ting Yuezhi stood still and spread out his right hand in a stance. There was no smile on his face, and he looked calmly at Lin Yu who was standing in front of the technology team.

It's not because Zhao Xiaolu got angry about the matter just now, it's inevitable to get injured in a life-and-death fight, and there's nothing to do about it whether it's painful or not.

"Be careful, it's the first time I've seen him look so serious."

Wei Wuji reminded Lin Yu in a low voice.

After getting along day and night and fighting for half his life, he probably knows Wei Wuji better than himself. This calm appearance represents his state of being completely and seriously devoted to something, and his spirit is highly concentrated and even excited.

"You shouldn't have told me that."

Lin Yu shook his head and laughed, and shouted to Wei Wuji: "I'd rather fight you again, but this time I'm not the one who's going to fight you, let's wait another day."

"Not you?"

Wei Wuji was taken aback, and glanced at the rest of the technology team.

His reaction, or the reaction of most people who saw this scene, was similar. He subconsciously thought that Lin Yu was going to replace him with a weaker teammate while he took the initiative to leave the field.

But then he dismissed this idea. According to his feeling, Lin Yu should not be the type of person who is very utilitarian and unscrupulous. Even if he wants to use tactics, he will not use them when he is openly inviting a battle.

"It's him who wants to fight you."

Lin Yu chuckled playfully, and pushed Wei Wuji directly, pushing Wei Wuji in front of him.

"Me? Lin Yu, are you kidding me?"

Wei Wuji was stunned when he heard this.

Lin Yu patted him on the shoulder with a smile: "How is it? Are you surprised? Are you surprised? Didn't you always want to fight and beat Wei Wuji? This is the best chance."

"I……"

Wei Wuji's lips twitched for a moment before he said in a trembling voice, "I can't do it."

After finishing a sentence, it seemed that all his strength and heart were drained.

Although he was very reluctant to admit it, he knew in his heart that he was really inferior to Wei Wuji, no matter in terms of his behavior or strength.

He wasn't afraid of losing, after all, he was already used to being suppressed by Wei Wuji for half his life, but he couldn't willfully gamble with the championship honor of the whole team.

No, it's not accurate to say gambling, it's all about sending...

"Wait, you want me?"