The Atomic Blast had been blocked!
The Great Demon King's ultimate move in SIG had finally been blocked by the Grim Reaper!
Lin Feng … Lin Feng … Lin Feng … Lin Feng … Lin Feng …
The Aslan people, both inside and outside the arena, had really lost their minds. There had never been a victory that could make them so impulsive and excited. The Aslan people, who usually had strong self-control and paid attention to their image, roared hysterically, pointing their middle fingers at the cameras. There had never been a victory that could make them so eager.
Kashawen finally heaved a sigh of relief. It was finally over. This Atomic Blast was the final blow. The tactical analysis before the match had already determined that as long as it could be blocked, this match would be won.
Huiyin could feel that her cousin's hand had instantly turned ice-cold. Aina wanted to stop this match, because only she knew that Wang Zheng would definitely not admit defeat, and Lin Feng's killing intent had been triggered.
To the Aslan Empire, Wang Zheng's disappearance from this world was undoubtedly a win-win situation.
Boom …
Wang Zheng's body was already flying. Lin Feng kicked over. Wang Zheng wanted to move, but found that his body could not. The Primordial Regression Technique's aura in his body was completely messed up, and he was sent flying.
Wang Zheng's consciousness was still there. At this time, he could reduce the number of people, but if he did not admit defeat, Lin Feng could continue attacking.
This SIG used the military style. There was no life or death in a battle. Wang Zheng could give up, but if he did not, then he would have to accept death.
Boom … boom … boom …
Wang Zheng's body flew out, and Lin Feng floated. The defensive side had less energy to expend, and as an A-rank warrior, Lin Feng was stronger in all aspects.
Energy gathered in Lin Feng's hands. Perhaps he would never meet such an opponent in this lifetime. As a tribute to Wang Zheng, he wanted to end this battle with the strongest power.
A golden sword gathered in Lin Feng's hands. In this physical condition, A-rank spiritual power came into play, and the power of space gathered in Lin Feng's hands.
Ending with a magnificent attack, creating a legend called Lin Feng, and at the same time pushing the Aslan Empire to a supreme position. Without a doubt, after this battle, Aslan would enter the highest peak since Kashawen's reign.
All face belonged to Aslan. In the next ten years, who could compete with them?
Everyone stared at Wang Zheng, who was lying on the ground, unable to stand up.
This time, he had really reached the end. The final Atomic Burst had been broken. This really made Wang Zheng feel helpless. He did not want to die, but he was also not afraid of death. It was just that Lin Feng was indeed a little stronger than him.
He wanted to do many things. He wanted to go back to school with Zhang Shan, he wanted to tour Aslan with Aina …
The expressions of Achilles and the rest were as dark as could be. In previous battles, they had believed that Wang Zheng could turn the tables. But this time, they felt hopeless. This Lin Feng should not have appeared here. The strongest Earth-rank warrior was participating in the inter-school SIG. This …
Surrender? Admit defeat?
Wang Zheng would not, because even Achilles and Lie Xin would not. Whether it was willful or stupid, they could understand. It was just like Aragorn back then. He clearly did not need to die, but he still wanted to try. This was because a warrior was also a path of no return.
This was Aslan's moment.
The camera cut to Aslan's main grandstand. Naturally, it had to focus on Kashawen and … Aina …
Aina appeared on the screen with tears streaming down her face.
Wang Zheng saw the image in the air. "Don't cry …"
From the moment he met Aina, it was actually his greatest happiness. He was just a poor boy with nothing.
He was not satisfied. He had promised!
The power of the Primordial Regression Technique was running amok. He had lost control. Not only that, Wang Zheng himself had cultivated two versions of the Primordial Regression Technique. Under normal circumstances, the original flow of energy would have disappeared. But under the situation of losing control of his body, the other suppressed version of the Primordial Regression Technique came out. The two forces were running amok in Wang Zheng's body. It felt as though Wang Zheng was about to be torn to pieces.
But outside, Lin Feng felt the overflow of power. The target was actually … Wang Zheng …
Wang Zheng's body was actually … How was this possible???
Why were there such two terrifying forces!!!
Neither was what Lin Feng wanted to face now. But it was clear that Wang Zheng was on the brink of going berserk.
He could not wait any longer!
The giant golden lightsaber slashed down!
Boom …
Boom, boom, boom, boom …
The violent attack struck the ground crazily, blasting it to pieces!
Aina gritted her teeth. She had to be strong. She knew that Wang Zheng definitely did not want to see her cry now.
Yan Xiaosu had already started running towards the arena. He was held tightly by Jasper and Gabre. He could not go, he would die!
At this time, no one could help. This was like gambling. One could not be lucky all the time. This time, they had lost it all in one go. But Jasper and Gabre did not regret it. Being able to have such an experience in this world made their lives worth living.
No matter what, Yan Xiaosu was their big brother.
In the air, Lin Feng was panting heavily. This was the first time he felt so tired, but also so excited. An opponent that even he was afraid of.
But it was finally over. Victory belonged to the Aslan Empire!
But what awaited him was not cheers, but cries of surprise …
Wang Zheng actually stood up. He inexplicably felt the power in his body. The Primordial Regression Technique that Bonehead had taught him and Charcoal had actually fused together. 256 Point Primordial Regression Technique!
The power of the minor five elements and the power of the major five elements were connected.
There was no aura or light on Wang Zheng's body, but Lin Feng felt his limbs turn cold. This aura …
He had seen it before …
Wang Zheng looked at Lin Feng, who was in the air. He pointed with his left finger. He finally knew why the Atomic Blasting felt like it was missing something. It was because the 128 Point technique was not enough to support such a state. That was why he always broke his bones.
Boom boom boom …
A golden light swept past Lin Feng's body …
Boom …
The energy shield behind Lin Feng, which was said to be able to withstand all attacks, shattered in an instant. The golden light shot straight into the sky …
Lin Feng looked back, and then looked at Wang Zheng. … He actually did not kill him … and he …
Lin Feng sighed deeply, and lowered his proud head. If time could turn back, he would have used his body to block that attack.
But as an Aslan person, he could be useless, but he could not be shameless.
"I … lost."
In that instant, Lin Feng felt that his world was collapsing …
The Knights of the Light arena was silent. The entire Milky Way Alliance was silent. Defeating a person was easy, killing a person was easy, but the most difficult was conquering.
Today, here, a warrior named Wang Zheng had conquered the Aslan Empire!
Wang Zheng slowly raised his hand, pointing to the sky. He … had finally done it!
At this moment, this figure would forever be remembered in history!
"Wang Zheng, we will graduate tomorrow." Yan Xiaosu had a piece of grass in his mouth, and an empty beer can in his hand.
"From tomorrow onwards, the two of us will conquer the universe together!"
Wang Zheng had been like this then, pointing to the sky with one hand …
(SIG is finally over. Thank you, brothers, for your company. Skeleton has always loved school, loved brothers, loved battles, loved everyone. Give me a monthly vote, because there will never be another SIG!)
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