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- Explanation: My friend got married today, and he drove me to his house yesterday afternoon. His house didn¡¯t have Internet access, and I couldn¡¯t even find a computer to ask for leave. I almost cried.
Sorry brothers, I will make two updates today and make up for it later.
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Tyrant No. 3 strode over, and when Zhang Mo was checking the illustrated book, he had already rushed in front of him. No. 3's fist, which was bigger than a basketball, smashed down on Zhang Mo's head, and the punch was as sharp as a knife. generally.
boom!
The fist struck the ground where Zhang Mo was before. The muscle lines of this arm were slender and could even be described as art, but the power it caused was also huge. No. 3's fist directly smashed the entire place. What's weird is that , there was almost no loud sound, circles of vibration ripples spread to the surroundings, and the ground collapsed outwards in circles. When No. 3 stopped, a huge crater dozens of meters wide had been formed around it.
This blow made Zhang Mo understand a lot about the power of No. 3, and his face became slightly solemn. He raised his arm, and the black and red bloodshot quickly formed the form of a heavy hammer. He had already used the sharp blade form to feel the strength of Tyrant No. 3's skin before. The sharp blade was of little significance, so he chose the heavy hammer form for head-on confrontation.
Tyrant No. 3 is a level 9 five-star biochemical weapon. Although its strength has been reduced due to injuries, its physique remains unchanged and is still at the level 9 five-star level. It is much stronger than the sturgeon. Zhang Mo's current strength level is at level 9 three-star. ~Between four stars.
I believe that if it were in its heyday now, it would be Zhang Mo who should run away.
While Zhang Mo was concentrating, Tyrant No. 3 also stood up from the pit from his original half-crouching position. His silver-white eyes had no pupils or focus. Just stared at Zhang Mo indifferently.
Suddenly it jumped into the air without making a sound, and kicked Zhang Mo directly with its naked thigh.
Zhang Mo snorted coldly and struck hard with his hammer fist, erupting with terrifying power!
His basic strength is 220, plus the 50% increase in strength in the hammer form, it is 330. The strength of No. 3 after being injured is also above 300. The strength of the two is about the same, and the impact of the explosion is extremely powerful!
Boom~~!
Violent sonic booms exploded crazily, and the two were pushed away at the moment of collision. But this time neither retreated very far. Zhang Mo and Tyrant No. 3 both stepped back more than ten meters, their legs sinking deeply into the ground beneath them, and cracks spread on the ground.
"kill¡!"
Tyrant No. 3 spat out human words again and pulled out his body from the ground.
Zhang Mo squinted his eyes. It's not because No. 3 spits out human words. The first Biochemical Weapon No. 7 he had ever seen spoke human words. He won't feel strange anymore, but it can be seen that whether it is No. 7 or No. 3 in front of him. They all have simple intelligence and no wisdom.
"Come on!" Zhang Mo snorted and rushed up from the ground. He formed wings from his back and dived directly towards No. 3. The huge devil wings seemed to be able to cut through the air. He swung his heavy hammer and smashed it hard with his fist. Go up.
"Roar!"
Tyrant No. 3's silver eyes immediately spread with bloodshot eyes, and his fists met.
boom! boom! boom!
In a short period of time, Zhang Mo and No. 3 collided almost hundreds of times, and each time was a violent impact.
After the collision, Zhang Mo rushed forward again and fought with it. No. 3's physique was extremely powerful, and Zhang Mo could hardly cause much damage to it during the fight; No. 3 was able to punch him from time to time, and No. 3's strength Not enough, Zhang Mo's powerful regeneration ability also kept him unscathed.
No. 3 has a strong physique, and Zhang Mo has strong regeneration.
Each has its own advantages, and in a head-to-head confrontation, neither one can suppress the other.
Finally, Zhang Mo changed his fighting style.
Whoosh!
Two streams of black and red plasma shot out from Zhang Mo's arms. At some point, he had transformed into a tendril form. The black and red tendrils shot out and entangled Tyrant No. 3. The large tendrils entangled and pierced deeply into the ground. Trap No. 3.
"Roar!"
No. 3 roared angrily, and as it exerted more force, the tendrils broke one by one, unable to trap it at all.
But taking advantage of this extremely short period of time, Zhang Mo¡¯s heavy fist hit No. 3¡¯s head hard.
"Youdie! Roar!"
After being hit hard on the head, No. 3 roared in pain and hugged Zhang Mo in front of him with both arms. Under No. 3's full strength, Zhang Mo couldn't help but be hugged out of shape due to Zhang Mo's physical strength. Zhang Mo endured the severe pain and punched No. 3 on the head again, broke away from No. 3, turned over and retreated.
Zhang Mo squatted on the ground, his dislocated flesh and bones growing, but the severe pain was unavoidable.?
After a few breaths, he grunted, and it was no longer a serious problem. He stood up straight and looked at Tyrant No. 3.
Rumble.
Tyrant No. 3 broke free of its tendrils and smashed the ground. It looked very embarrassed at the moment. Even with its amazing strength, its head was still cracked under Zhang Mo's full attack in the form of a heavy hammer, and its head was covered with wounds. It was smashed into a piece, and blue blood flowed down the bald head.
"Roar!"
No. 3 strode forward again, but was violently thrown away by Zhang Mo, collapsing the building in front of him. No. 3 got up again amid the flying dust.
Seeing that No. 3 was no longer his opponent, Zhang Mo did not show any joy, but his expression became more solemn.
"Use your trump card quickly! I know you have it." He said coldly, not sure whether he was talking to Tyrant No. 3 or talking to himself.
The collapsed building was filled with dust. After waiting for a moment, heavy footsteps stepped on the ground. The tall figure on No. 3 slowly walked out of the smoke and dust. The moment it walked out, Zhang Mo suddenly felt alert. He didn't know where it was. At this time, No. 3's silver eyes turned almost blood-colored.
Its eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes.
Bloody eyes stared at Zhang Mo indifferently.
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No. 3 suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, and then Zhang Mo discovered that its skin, which was originally like a marble sculpture, began to crack. As the skin cracked, No. 3's body seemed to expand and became huge.
The skin is cracked, the flesh and blood are swollen, and blue blood is dripping.
When all the original snow-white skin falls off, where will No. 3 still be like a work of art carved from marble? It has turned into a giant ten meters tall, with bloody explosive muscles all over its body. Its forelimbs are thick, more like a violent bloodthirsty gorilla!
¡°Hoo~~!¡±
The terrifying roar shook the world, and it erupted with the terrifying power of level 9 peak!
Sharp fangs protruded from the corners of its mouth, and No. 3¡¯s eyes were filled with blood, exuding a terrifying aura of cruelty and killing.
No wonder!
Zhang Mo suddenly realized that no wonder the sharp blade form couldn't occupy No. 3's skin after cutting it open. It turned out that there was such a more terrifying power hidden in its body.
And when he used the illustrated book again, there were new changes in the illustrated book.
¡¾Illustrated Book¡¿
Name: Tyrant (injured)
Level: 9
Quality: ¡ï¡ï¡ï¡ï¡ï
Weakness: Not found yet
Race:?
Status: Mutation
Health value: 3500
Strength value: 400 (actual: 300)
Movement capacity: 350 (actual: 240)
Special ability: [Crazy Transformation]: When the tyrant becomes extremely angry or his life is threatened, he will transform into a true tyrant form, with all attributes increased by 50%. (To be continued) - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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