The fist of the world, the power of the world, and the destruction of the world.

result……

This time there was no landslide, no chaos, but a calm and quiet reduction. Just like plugging his ears and seeing the teacher's feeling of wiping the blackboard, the wild crow is directly smeared in this punch. The whole process has no explosion sound, no vibration, no difference between cold and heat, and everything disappears in silence and silence, which is different from all previous attacks.

that's it.

Wu Yingfu hit a fist, the wild crow quickly disappeared, and other people could not respond to the reaction.

Subsequently.

Everything calmed down in peace, just a lesser crow. Hidden and feeling: there is nothing wrong with this, the wild crows have never existed, just now everything is an illusion.

"You are getting stronger." Shi Sidu saw the result, his face smiled.

"In order to win you." Wu Yingfu had previously won the division, but it is not necessarily true if he wins or is modest.

The teacher is smiling and is about to go forward.

At this moment.

The nearby Hezu old friend Jing Taiguan reached out and stopped.

"Well?" The teacher was slightly surprised.

"It's not over yet." Jing Tai looked at the blank space without space and shook his head gently.

I heard this.

Wu Yingfu and the Guardian Mirror, which turned into eight shadows, were also very surprised.

It’s strange.

The airspace has changed again... slowly cracking a deep mark, like the cracking of an eggshell. Soon, the second, third, and dozens of deep marks merge into the shape of an 'egg'. Then, slowly deepen the crack, slowly break, and slowly step out of a strange figure.

It is also a crow.

Very small and small.

Very delicate.

The human body, the height of two meters, the four feet are particularly slender.

The most bizarre, it has a total of eight colors of black, red, yellow, green, blue, and purple. This is not a complicated and complicated, but a colorful and beautiful beauty. The strange thing is... the color of it will change, like a rainbow that flows. This state gives people a very unreal feeling, such as a dreamy feeling.

Even more amazing, the arak man seems to be laughing.

That taste... it is very satisfying.

At this time no one guessed its identity, one hundred percent was the wild crow. The desolation is pure black, but now it only adds seven colors.

The raven had a little ‘discontent’.

Now it is a laugh.

Although the bird's head does not look like a smile, everyone feels the emotion of laughter.

"You actually did not escape?" Wu Yingfu was also surprised.

The opponent is not dead, this is still expected.

However, it is difficult to understand without injury. According to Wu Yingfu's thoughts, this punch has at least hit the other side, and it has not recovered from a hundred million years. Unexpectedly, the other party was not hurt, and there was courage to come back. The other party is not an idiot. It should know that it was just a little serious punch, just the initial use of the power of the ‘fun.’

When I heard the question, the crow gently put out a finger and slowly painted in the air.

The first sentence: very weird power, very powerful.

"Oh, is it? You also have wisdom?" Wu Yingfu made another fist, and both hands were flashing a rune.

The wild crow draws: I have seen the power of the ancient totems before, and your ‘runes’ are very similar to them. But you are simpler, a rune has the power of a whole set of totems, including the knowledge of a whole life race.

"You actually understand." Wu Yingfu did not deny.

The wild crow draws: I like this kind of battle, it can make me progress. However, I don't like you to use brute force fighting, that can't make me progress.

Wu Yingfu saw this sentence, haha ​​smiled: "Haha, this is your reason? You can be really arrogant, take us as a trainer. Well, let's be honest. I just took a bit more punch. However, that is not my full strength, half-power is not counted. Some things you may not know, in a certain group, I am called a 'broken waller'. You may want to know why this is called?

The wild crow draws: Breaking the barriers of the transboundary with brute force.

"Yes, very smart. I just broke through this level with 'brute force'. I also believe that brute force can go higher and further. You don't like brute force, but I like it. Maybe I should remind you, I The perfection of the body is called 'infinite brute force'. If you want to fight with me, it is useless to store more than 10,000 times of energy. In this dust full of energy, I can reply without three breaths. All."

The wild crow draws: The brute force battle has only victory and defeat, meaningless.

"Haha, yes, I will win you."

The mad crow no longer has a picture, just shaking his head gently, as if a little disappointed. At this moment, it is completely different from before. It is no longer the fierce beast of the beast. Instead, it has the appearance of a 'quiet scholar'.

The conversation is over.

The crow gently reached out and opened his hand and made a palm.

As if, it is the shield of the block.

Wu Yingfu also understands the meaning, not much. As soon as he stepped up, the whole person had already come to the front of the wild crow. There is no prestige and fierceness. With a wave of hand, the fist has already slammed into the palm of the wild crow. In theory, the ravens should be broken and smashed, or quietly erased.

however.

not at all.

At this time, the eight colors of the mad crows changed at an extremely speed, like a kaleidoscope that was disturbed. At the same time, behind the wild crows, there is also a flowing color, as if some kind of power is overflowing. Obviously, the crow is still ‘weak’, but it is not broken, nor moved, and stands still.

Wu Yingfu, who is throwing a punch, is surprised.

Slowly.

I took back my fist and looked down again. I seemed to want to see if my fist was a problem.

At this moment.

The crow again shows: I didn't want to explain it, but I feel it now.

"You too……"

The crow's fingertips write: "I am a swallow."

Simple five words.

Shi Sidu, Jing Taiguan, Wu Yingfu and Wei Gongjing were all shocked. The other eight people present did not understand, and the people inside the Void Planet did not understand. They faintly guessed anything, but it is absolutely impossible to understand this level. Even if I heard it, it doesn't help. For example, the eagle told the fish how to fly, can the fish fly?

Everyone doesn't understand, but Shidu and others understand.

There is only one possibility to have such a description: the owner who surpasses the great perfection.

In theory.

Beyond the Great Perfection is not a level, it does not represent the true strength. Take a spell as an example. The type of spell is like a ‘small curse’, and the big perfect is like a ‘big curse’. The little curse and the big curse are not different in killing power, but different in essence. A holy sage master has a great consummation, and may not have played the ordinary **** of the world.

The same is true.

Great perfection is the highest limit people think, but for some people, it is also a stage. For those who are Shidudu, the great consummation is like a ‘small curse’, and beyond the great consummation is the ‘big curse’.

The two are essentially different.

100% is a great consummation, and more than 101% is beyond the great consummation.

The latter may not be much stronger in terms of combat power, but the former represents an infinite extension of a road, while the latter represents a widening of roads, or two rows of roads, or roads in different directions. One is an infinite length, and the other is an infinite length plus an infinite change. Obviously, the level of transcendence is completely different.

The crow also wrote: The swallower, swallowing all the extra energy. Unless it exceeds my own limit, it is a gift.

"I just hit a limit above your limit." Wu Yingfu now understands what kind of character the opponent is.

The wild crow draws: Yes, so I dissipated some of the energy and swallowed the parts I could bear. If you continue this kind of attack, whether you keep your strength, I can slowly progress to catch up with you. I don't need such a victory. I don't like brute force. I need a battle to learn. The eight-color life flame is not complete, I need to complete it.

"Hey, you guy... Do you think you are a swallower and you must win?" Wu Yingfu laughed and punched again.

The same speed.

The same attack.

The bombardment is on the palm of the crow, and the effect is the same.

only.

It is a little different from just now.

At this time, there was a small change in the back of the crow, and an ancient rune was shining, like a special mark. The next second, the standing **** had exploded on the back, and there was no sound and no vibration. It is as if looking far away from the clouds of the sky, everything changes in the silence of no feeling.

"The same punch, adding a little bit is not the same." Wu Yingfu is not arrogant, just to explain a fact.

The wild crow draws: I like this difference, I don't like pure brute force.

"Hey..." Wu Yingfu looked at the wild crow, and his heart had an unusual taste. This is not a low-level opponent, it stands on the same stage.

At this moment.

Another sound started.

"Wu Laodi, this opponent is better than handed over to me, you go to the teacher to cross the four, how?" In the speech, the shadow of the public mirror has been transferred to the foot of the wild crow. Still eight, still still in front and behind.

Wu Yingfu did not respond in the first time, but silently considered it.

have to say.

They are completely different from the super-border lords of the Daqingkui group, and they are much different from the ancestral elders of the Yuanxiao group who are not very tempered. There are only opponents in their hearts, right or wrong. The dust is on the earth, or the outside world is right, but the difference between who is standing and who is lying down.

What do you let them say about humanity, democracy, love, and kindness are jokes.

I would like to ask a warrior who can make a chaos with a boxing space. You can talk to him about human nature and life.

In this kind of person's eyes.

It’s no different from a chef who kills chicken and fried fish. The only difference is that the latter die faster, and there are not so many ideas for chickens and fish. In the same way, there is no face in this kind of person, the benefits, the fame and what.

These things are worthless in their eyes.

"Well, brother, it just said that ‘brute force has no meaning, something different has learning value.’ You can understand this sentence?”

"got it."

"It is the same person as us."

"So I want to shoot. It doesn't want to be slaughtered, I don't have much interest in it. It's like us, it's worthy of hands-on." The voice of the public mirror seems to be very ruthless, in fact he is just honest. In his view, the Shangshi clan was so dead, and it was natural feedback to kill himself.

Life and death is a cycle.

Rise and fall is also a cycle.

They... They stand outside the loop and are not interested in the loop.

I usually ruin others everywhere.

It’s hard to ask someone to save lives... Where is the idea of ​​sand sculpture?

Da Qingkui's pursuit of interest will indeed help, but Wu Yingfu and Wei Gongjing do not need any resources and wealth, they really do not care.

They are interested in things.

First, the group of resistance forces in the void.

Second, the characters such as the wild crow.