At this moment, the thunderclouds over the battlefield have begun to converge gradually, and the purple-white rays of light that are constantly walking through the clouds like electric snakes are even more dazzling than the previous sun. Although they are not naturally occurring thunders, they are more powerful than those before. The real sky thunder is not much weaker, especially the terrifying power like the coming of a natural disaster, which is enough to suppress many strangers out of breath.

Under the sky of thunder, Zhou Songfo did not feel nervous. He didn't even say much, smoking the cigarette that never burned in his mouth without a word, looking at the sky that was constantly illuminated by thunder. The clouds, the eyes are still as calm as water.

Although he is similar to Chen Xian and somewhat unreasonable, he still has a bit of IQ. Whether it is from the tone or the expression, he can see that the current little heavenly master has been impatient, that kind of unabashedly Murderous spirit has explained his attitude.

You die and die.

That's right, there is only this ending for this game.

Although the little celestial master and Wang Huaijin didn’t get along for a long time, far more so than Chen Xian’s and Lu Yisheng’s relationship, but anyway... in the Kunlun Club, they are all of little celestial masters. Teammates, beat them like this, not to mention whether the little heavenly master can live by himself, he can't live up to it!

"Do you think I am black?"

Suddenly, Zhou Songfo asked the little celestial master abruptly, and the expression on his face was very puzzled. It seemed that he couldn't understand why the little celestial master thought so.

"What do you mean?" The little heavenly master stared at Zhou Chan Buddha expressionlessly.

In Zhou Songfo's eyes, the little heavenly master should be a stranger with both wisdom and strength, but now it seems obviously not.

In an instant, the little heavenly master's evaluation in Zhou Songfo's mind dropped to the lowest point.

"If the game is more soft-hearted, then don't compare it. Isn't it easier for rock, paper, scissors to decide the victory or defeat?" Zhou Songfo has a rare word, and maybe he can't help but want to complain about the little heavenly master, although his face There is not much expression, but the low tone is obviously a bit of sarcasm, "Do you want me to give them some time to cast spells? Or you tie me here and let them hack to death?"

When Zhou Chan Buddha's words blurted out, not only the faces of the people present became very ugly, but even some of the audience in front of the big screen could not listen to it...This is not the slightest way to give the little heavenly master. Stay!

"Hahaha!! I like this kid!!" Lu Yisheng was about to laugh while sitting on the sofa, looking at the sinking little heavenly master on the screen, he only felt that this annoying face had never been this way. Looks good.

"This makes sense!" Li Daosheng agreed with Zhou Songfo's statement, with a grin on his face, "Isn’t that the goal of the Kunlun Club to make the opponent lose the ability to fight as quickly as possible? Die, look at the fuss of Little Heavenly Master!"

"This scene may have to see blood."

Xu Yanan thought a little deeper than Li Daosheng and the others, and when he saw the gloomy look of the little heavenly master, he immediately understood...This game is probably much more cruel than the previous ones, maybe he sees blood. Both are the best results. Seeing their posture, they should be desperate.

"This person looks like you." Mr. Skull looked at Zhou Chan Buddha on the screen, with a rare hint of appreciation in his eyes, and a lifeless smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. "He should be regarded as the second person to be like this People?"

"It's a bit troublesome."

Chen Xian was observing the battle very seriously from beginning to end, seeing the thunderclouds in the sky getting thicker and thicker, and the look on his face became more solemn.

"Little heavenly masters are not so easy to deal with, maybe Zhou Songfo will suffer..."

In all fairness, Chen Xian is not optimistic about Zhou chanting Buddha, because he knows exactly how difficult the little heavenly master is. His ability to defend against thunder is indeed not comparable to ordinary people, and the little heavenly master has never shown his trump card from beginning to end. ...Where is the limit of his thunder protection? Are there any other tricks?

All this is unknown.

Compared with the little heavenly master, the ability displayed by Zhou Chan Buddha at this moment is very powerful, but it is not enough to make Chen Xian feel jealous... Judging from the performance of Zhou Chan Buddha, he should be good at close combat. And what Chen Xian is best at is this kind of fist-to-fight fighting style.

If you singled out on the basis of not using any special abilities, such as Chen Xian's parasite body and the sawing knife, as well as his abnormal level of self-healing power, and the smoke that Zhou Songfo spit out... Chen Xian believes that Zhou Chan Buddhism should be weaker than himself, or by about 30% to 40%.

It can be seen from the strength shown by Zhou Chan Buddha that his physical fitness is very high, but whether it is pure strength, nerve reaction speed, or limit speed of movement, he is more than a lot worse than Chen Xian.

If the two sides didn't use any abilities and just fought with bare hands, Chen Xian's chance of winning should be 80% to 90%, or even 100%.

But what about the little heavenly master?

Assuming that Zhou Songfo came close to him before he used the power of Yu Lei, then the odds of the little heavenly master's victory would become very small, unless... he still has his hole cards and hasn't used it!

"Why doesn't Zhou Song Buddha do his hands? Why is he standing there in a daze?"

Suddenly, Mr. Skull asked such a sentence, because in his opinion, Zhou Songfo has a very big advantage in close combat. If he seizes the opportunity to start a close fight with the little heavenly master, his chances of winning may not be too great. Little, but once the sky thunder is called by the little heavenly master, how long can Zhou Chan Buddha last under that terrifying thunder power?

Waiting meaninglessly is very stupid.

The action Zhou Songfo made at this moment is very inconsistent with his previous personal settings. He shouldn't be so stupid...what is he waiting for?

"It doesn't seem to be in a daze...He is not wasting time!"

Chen Xian seemed to see something from the screen, and the more curious he was in his eyes, as if he had guessed what Zhou Chan Buddha would use to fight against the little heavenly master.

"Didn't you find out? The smoke thickens!"

Hearing Chen Xian’s words, everyone noticed that the smoke expelled by Zhou Chan Buddha in the live broadcast seemed to have a higher concentration, showing a weird milky white color, like many floating in mid-air gathering but not dispersing. "Milk", they continue to converge and blend around the Zhou chanting Buddha, until they are connected to each other and become giant circles one after another.

"I know your ability to guard against thunder is very powerful, but I'm not afraid, this thing may not kill me." Zhou Songfo raised his dirty cheeks and looked at the dark clouds flashing with thunder, with a hint of excitement in his eyes, "but I'm really curious... what it's like to be struck by lightning."

Someone once cursed Zhou Song Buddha before he died, saying that he would definitely have retribution, and he would be struck by five thunders, but after so many years, Zhou Song Buddha has never seen a thunder gong who wants to smash himself to death. Instead, he is the damned person. One by one suffered the retribution that he brought them.

What is it like to be struck by lightning?

Zhou chanting Buddha is very curious.

It was a desperate curiosity comparable to Mr. Skull.

To put it bluntly, this sloppy stranger is a standard desperado. He is not afraid of death to the extent that he is almost as good as Chen Xian... But compared to him, perhaps Chen Xian is even worse. , Because Chen Xian relied on that kind of horrible self-healing power and was not afraid of death, and Zhou Chan Buddha?

He is really not afraid of death.

"You won't have a chance if you don't make a move anymore." The little heavenly master said calmly. Although he didn't want to talk to Zhou Song Buddha, he still planned to remind Zhou Song Buddha to avoid criticizing him as a sneak attack.

"It's okay, you chop, don't be polite with me."

Zhou Songfo didn’t even look at the little heavenly master when he was speaking. His attention was all on the thunderclouds in the sky. It seemed that he was very interested in the flashing electric lights, and the expression on his face gradually became more and more excited. .

After getting Zhou Songfo's reply, the little celestial master nodded without saying a word, and then chanted the mantra with his hands. He saw a horned dragon-like thunder that complied with his call, tearing the clouds directly and falling down from it.

In an instant.

The extremely terrifying thunder light even illuminates the entire sky. Under the silence of all things, there are only thunders, and Zhou Songfo is also instantly flooded by this thunder...