Such a scene shocked everyone.
However, the other Origin Bodies showed a matter-of-fact expression. Such a result was within their expectations.
Hopper had once used a similar trick in the Source Game.
When almost all the movable parts of his body were sealed, he accumulated power at the tip of his finger through exquisite muscle control.
With a flick of his finger, he killed an Atavistic Body who had also participated in the Origin Game. It was also this flick that attracted the attention of a certain old king in the Origin Game, which allowed him to overcome all difficulties and win the title of the seventh.
In terms of strength, no one among the Origin Bodies could compare to Hopper.
Perhaps because of the inferior blood of the ancient giants flowing in his body, Hopper's attainments in the field of magic were extremely low, even inferior to some newborn Origin Bodies.
However, he disdained magic and devoted himself to the study of strength.
So much so that he could completely achieve "muscle control" and "tentacle isomerization: muscle tissue". By relying on the purest brute force, he could break the magic from the front, and by relying on the control of his muscles, he could break the spirit and curse that invaded his body.
This was the seventh Origin Body — the competitive Hopper.
…
"From the beginning, he decided to use his tongue to determine the winner?
It seems reckless, causing his limbs to be sealed in a short period of time. In fact, he only used his limbs to attack to test and determine the target's heart.
After all, the more powerful craftsmen had set up protective measures for the heart.
For example, the outer shell of the heart, the multiple heart divisions, and the current heart mimicry — turning the heart into a piece of silk that slid freely around the body.
This guy was not stupid at all. There were even muscle fibers in his brain that assisted in the transmission of neural information.
Moreover, this strength is too exaggerated. "
Han Dong gave a simple evaluation of the battle and put Hopper on the dangerous list.
Han Dong tried to read Hopper's data with his brain and simulated the battle on the consciousness level. Even if he used all his defensive means, there was still a 30% chance that he would be killed.
If there were all kinds of moves, it would be fine. Han Dong had many ways to block different attacks.
However, this was the most primitive and pure power. He could either block or dodge. If he couldn't dodge, the tongue would pierce through his head, and everything would be over.
…
The stone arena that had been shattered by the tongue was slowly recovering.
Due to the immense power contained within the tongue, when it struck Silk Dyer Ruoxi, it directly caused a spatial compression caused by pure power.
Even the heart that was covered in gold was completely annihilated. Not even a bit of it was left.
Judging from the rhythm and trend of the battle, they thought that the second match would be won smoothly as well. Who would have thought that they would be killed at the last moment?
This feeling was similar to riding a roller coaster. The Saint who was sitting on the golden seat had a constipated expression. Fortunately, it was completely blocked by the golden mask.
His right hand gripped the armrest so tightly that it deformed.
"The Dyer's effect has indeed taken effect. It has sealed off almost all of the target's movements … How could this guy accumulate power in his tongue?
The attack from the tongue had damaged the Temporary Wonderland by about 10%.
How could he be so strong? It was much stronger than the first worm.
This fellow was definitely one of the strongest Hybrid Demons at the current level … We have to win the third round. We have to use even more special methods.
Once the ascension is over, I'll kill all of these freaks right here. "
The stone arena that had been completely destroyed needed some time to recover … The last match was also delayed.
"Snail Man, come here." "Snail Man."
Through the gap.
The Saint called the last contestant over … Even though this person called Snail Man had a special status among the craftsmen, he was still the strongest in this batch of contestants heading to the Border Area.
However, the Saint was still worried. The strength that Hopu had just displayed was too terrifying.
The Saint called out.
A pair of thick legs covered in hair reached out from the bottom of the building. At the same time, they lifted up the entire stone house … Only his strong lower body was exposed. He moved like a snail carrying his' home 'on his back.
"Saint."
"If it were you against that guy just now, what are your chances of winning?"
A low voice came from the stone house.
"Maybe 30%, maybe 70% … The opponent had bet on his tongue from the beginning. Ruoxi was too careless and underestimated the opponent, which led to her defeat.
Of course.
The opponent might have other tactics and trump cards that he hasn't used yet.
Even with my ability, I can barely defend against the 'tongue attack'. I'll be injured … If I face him directly, I'll have to see how many trump cards he has. "
The Saint tried to control his emotions and said calmly, "You're a rare [Craftsman]. Your physical body and craftsmanship are perfectly combined.
Because of this, your acceptance of the Golden Liquid is much higher than Menlu and Ruoxi … Moreover, your stone attribute is similar to gold.
More than 80% of your heart should have transformed into gold, right? "
"83% …"
"Not bad … But the guy you'll face in the end might be even more powerful. This match concerns my face and the honor of the craftsmen. Failure is not allowed."
After saying that.
The Saint suddenly reached out his golden arm.
Ignoring the obstruction of the stone house, he directly penetrated Snail Man's body and touched his heart.
The Saint was drawing some strange runes on the surface of Snail Man's heart.
This kind of touch brought pain to the soul, as if something was engraved in his soul.
"If I think you can't take it anymore, I'll take over your body myself.
Go … I hope you can handle it yourself.
If you're forced to let me take over, your heart will complete 100% of its transformation into gold. This kind of transformation is irreversible. You can only choose the same golden path as me in the future. "
"Yes, I won't let Sir Saint down."
…
On the other side.
Hopper, who returned to the team, immediately received praise from Mad Devil Green.
Clap clap clap ~
Three consecutive palm strikes landed on Hopper's back area.
The power that Hopper had just shown had exceeded Green's expectations. This kind of existence that surpassed him in terms of power level would naturally gain Green's absolute approval.
"Hopper, you're quite something! After the London game is over, are you interested in going to my home planet with me? I'll take you to meet my father. Maybe he'll like you very much.
Moreover, my father's transformation of the Gate of Destiny has been completed.
Even purebred Hybrid Demons like us can enter it in human form. Are you interested in forming a team? "
"This, I need to ask [Lord Meat Ancestor] … However, I'm still very interested in the Space of Destiny."
"Well, it's my turn to go on stage. I have to quickly end this boring game.
I also have to bring Sari back with me to give birth to the baby, and let her join our team at the same time. "
"Green, be careful … these guys contain gold that doesn't belong to them.
Just now, when my tongue broke through the gold-covered heart, it was a little difficult … The last guy to go on stage should have a higher gold content. "
Green frowned. "Are you worried about me?"
This question frightened Hopper, and the muscles in his body spontaneously condensed a defensive layer on the surface of his body. "No, I'm just …"
Suddenly, Green changed into a smile and patted Hopper's shoulder to interrupt his explanation, calming his nervous mood.
"Very few people care about me. Thank you, Hopper! But personally, I hope that the Saint can go on stage. These little guys sent to test are too boring. "
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