Dharma Ring: Selling dung beetles at the border

Wuming gently weighed the sword and shield in his hand, as if weighing their weight.

You're finally here. Ge Fulei's beard trembled, showing a ferocious and excited face, Let's begin.

Clear the place first. The nameless sword pointed at the people still in the court. At the same time, he took off the large and small bags on his body, leaving only some necessities and throwing the rest to Patch.

This is the first time anyone who knows Wuming has seen him be so prepared before a battle.

And this. Wuming threw Serui on his shoulder to Millicent who followed him.

The rest, such as runes and bombs, were put down by Wuming, and finally he took out a broken staff from his pocket.

Teacher, don't you bring a staff? Millicent said, You are a powerful magician.

Wuming looked up at the burly king:

It's been a long time since I...wanted to use my sword.

Selosiu, with some worries, warned Godfrey:

You should take it easy and don't be swallowed up by the blood.

We'll talk about the spoilers later. Godfrey kept staring at Wuming for a moment, This is my enjoyment.

Serothio shut his mouth and left with the others.

It was announced that the demolition had begun, and the idle people stayed away from the royal city. Experts like them stood on the outer city wall, wanting to observe. Melina is on the list too.

Is this necessary? It's barbaric and inefficient. Serui dismissed it when he heard that barbaric arena events and battle festivals were going to be held.

That was the battle of the greatest king in the world, and it was worth watching and learning from, Menggert said.

The so-called fighting is like playing chess. It's just some seemingly complicated posture combinations. You feel the need to observe them just because your vision is not broad enough, which is a sign of lack of brain power. Serrui laughed.

Teacher is very powerful, don't say anything. Millicent also wanted to see Wuming's strength, so she covered Serui's mouth.

But Serui jumped back lightly and avoided Millicent's hand.

Millicent didn't give up and tried to cover Serui's mouth like a water bird. However, Serui used the weird movement skills that only a puppet could have to dodge every time Millicent reached out.

Millicent was surprised. Even without using a sword, with her speed she could not touch Serui at all, which was surprising enough.

Se Rui acted as if he had known this for a long time, which seemed to prove his opinion. He sat disdainfully on the city wall, put his feet up, and wandered around in boredom.

Wuming looked at the people watching on the city wall, visually checked the safe distance, finally relaxed, took a deep breath, and sparked a wave of sparks in his body.

In the deep darkness of the helmet, eyes lit up with fire.

The two looked at each other, no need to say anything, and moved forward in unison.

Before they even got close, Ge Fulei had already smashed the ax down. Wuming retained his strength, turned slightly to avoid the ax blade, wiped the ax handle, and slashed the sword towards Ge Fulei's hand holding the axe.

Ge Fulei held the ax handle with one hand and knocked on the sword. The blade drew sparks on the ax handle. Ge Fulei relied on the wingspan of his tall body to directly block Wuming's long sword, and stepped towards Wuming with his big feet.

Wuming raised his shield and faced Ge Fulei's step, sparks spurting out from half of his body behind him.

There was a loud noise in the court, and the boundary between Ge Fulei and Wuming broke to both sides and fell to the ground.

Wuming was moving among the rubble. Ge Fulei picked up the falling boulder and threw it at Wuming.

The chapel fell to the ground, smashing several rooms and raising a storm.

As soon as Wuming landed, he saw the shock wave rushing in front of him. The nameless sword broke through the air, and the shock wave and smoke spread out into cracks, revealing the ax blade behind it.

Wuming still dodged sideways, but this time he didn't draw his sword again. He just rushed into Godfrey's arms and blocked the attack of the long-handled axe.

This time, Godfrey did not use his body to win. He twisted his body and struck with his elbow, hitting the ax handle.

The ax that struck the earth was as light as if it had no weight, and the earth was no longer as fragile as a court built on golden branches. The big ax lifted up the heavy soil, bringing with it a huge pile of gravel and soil, and the horizontal shot was unknown. .

Wuming was short and tilted his shield, trying to relieve his strength from the heavy axe, but was still sent flying, plowing a furrow on the ground.

Wuming stepped on the ground, flew out diagonally, and collapsed several golden roofs.

Among the golden gravels, Wuming spread a puff of light powder on the shield, and the shattered shield returned to normal.

While repairing the shield, the sky above Wuming was once again covered by the burly shadow. Ge Fulei jumped over Wuming and struck with the big ax, but Wuming was still in the air. Even if he was still blocked by the shield, the big ax would split the shield, just by relying on it. Inertia can make Wuming sink into the ground and trap him again.

As expected, Wuming raised his shield to face the axe, but his posture did not look like he had exerted his strength.

A bit of cold light flashed from behind the shield, and the nameless armor spurted out sparks, abruptly changing the direction in the air, and the tip of the sword pierced Godfrey's eyes.

Ge Fulei's ax had already been struck down, and he had no strength to retaliate. He also had nowhere to draw strength in the air, and could only wait for the tip of the sword to pierce his head.

Ge Fulei decisively dropped the ax, shouted loudly, and raised his hands as if to grab the sword.

Wuming did not change his offensive. His sword was far stronger than his shield and could not be caught casually.

But Ge Fulei did not grab the sword, but stretched out his fist and struck the air. Like Wuming, he abruptly changed direction in the air.

The big ax scraped against Wuming's shield, affecting his figure. Coupled with Godfrey's movement, Wuming's stab finally did not penetrate Godfrey's eyebrows, but only scratched across his cheek, bringing out a bloody arrow.

The two fell to the ground and did not attack again for a while.

Lao Lu, your strength is too great. Wuming looked at Ge Fulei's fists.

Strength is the reason to become a king. Ge Fulei clenched his fists, What can you do if you don't have strength?

Your weapon is gone. Wuming said.

Then my fist is about to open. Ge Fulei laughed wildly and rushed towards Wuming.

Ever since Godfrey pushed him out of thin air, the two of them fought faster and faster, forgetting that they couldn't fly as they fought.

The air was like a dough being kneaded at will in front of Ge Fulei's violent power. Each punch will bring air waves, and the air will be pinched with a casual wave of the palm, turning it into a hidden and deadly air bomb. The sparks in Wuming's body never stopped, and he fought with Ge Fulei in mid-air, flying up and down in the open royal city, his trajectory and speed constantly changing.

The speed is still rising, blood and armor fragments are scattered in the wind. The two sides seem to be exchanging each other's lives, integrating their flesh and blood into the other's fists and swords.

Ge Fulei found an opportunity and kicked Wuming away, landing just in front of his own axe. He laughed and grabbed the ax handle. Instead of pursuing it, he drove the ax into the ground, and the handle sank deeply into the ground.

With a roar, along the direction of the ax handle, the ground cracked and huge rocks flew. The streets and houses along the way were all crushed to pieces. The rift chased Wuming all the way to the end of the royal city.

The self-proclaimed masters who stood on the outer city wall to observe were shocked to find that the royal city was torn apart.

A huge ravine appeared that ran through the inner and outer cities of the royal city, dividing the royal city into two halves.

And the inner city, which even the ancient dragon had not conquered, had disappeared unknowingly during the battle between the two.

The outer city was shaking, and everyone calmed down their steps.

Serui fell from the city wall.

Fortunately, Millicent had quick eyes and quick hands and fished her out.

Millicent was wondering how Serui could fall with such good skills, when she suddenly felt her palms were a little hot.

Based on Millicent's current understanding of flames, it would feel hot, so she quickly checked Serui's body.

Serui's head was staring straight at the direction of the battle, and his reaction became very slow.

As an artificial life, for the first time in her life, she experienced emotional fluctuations and shock.

She wasn't shocked by Ge Fulei's power in slashing the royal city, but by the complicated data in the battle that she couldn't understand.

Serui prides herself on her amazing powers of observation, and her detection ability, which was born out of the bionic teardrop, allows her to observe many details that ordinary people cannot notice.

What horrified Serui was that every move, every style of the two men, and even every gust of wind caused by the collision between the two seemed to be taken into account. Every move approaches the optimal solution, and Se Rui uses his own calculations to judge, and it will only be the same as their choice. And if it was different, Serui would calculate carefully and find that it was the extremely complex environmental variables that caused him to misjudge.

The battle between the two is like a violent and gorgeous dance, with tacit understanding and perfect steps.

How is it possible? Se Rui couldn't understand, What kind of computing power can complete such a battle...

Two strands of crystal blue liquid flowed out of Serui's nose, and the core of his body was emitting fluorescent blue light.

Do they have any battle records in the past? Serui wanted to ask Millicent and Menggert.

But she found that everyone was watching this huge battle attentively, and no one paid attention to her.

Only then did Se Rui realize that she had exhausted Se Lian's limit and her voice had been blocked.

Se Rui was anxious, but it was useless to be anxious. She couldn't speak, and no one was willing to communicate with her carefully. Even she herself couldn't afford to spend so much time.

In the center of the battle, Wuming's armor was in tatters, and his body was covered in melt-downs, scars, and uneven fist marks. Wuming couldn't remember how many times he repaired that shield.

Ge Fulei on the opposite side was also covered in bruises and bleeding profusely. But under the blood, the muscles were restless and the blood was getting stronger. It's like a tireless robot that will become more and more crazy until it dies and comes to an abrupt end.

There were several very oozing wounds on Godfrey's body, distributed around his eye sockets, chest, and near his organs.

But Wuming also knew that he didn't really hit the critical point, and some of the injuries were actually flaws deliberately exploited by Ge Fulei.

This conveys the message that Godfrey, like himself, is a warrior who lives with death.

Wuming understands the life-threatening style of play very well, and being able to use the life-threatening style of play in such a dangerous and oppressive way cannot be a coincidence, nor is it due to skill or calculation.

That is experience, the experience gained at the expense of life and being next to death. It is the memory that was beaten into the body in dangerous battles.

Just like him.

Wuming's body was trembling, and an uncontrollable excitement appeared between his lips and teeth, forming a crazy smile.

Just like Ge Fulei opposite.

It's not good, it's not good, it's not good. On the outer city wall, Selosiu stretched out his claws anxiously and scratched the claw marks on the city wall. He's going crazy. He's going to be swallowed up by the blood...

Mengt asked: Will something happen?

That's bound to happen! Serothio said, Stop them quickly. This is no longer a competition. This will only end with the death of one person, and it may not even be the same person.

But there is only one person on the battlefield. Menggert said.

Aren't we humans? Aren't we humans outside? Throthio said, They will not stop until the boiling blood cools down...

Menggert was startled and wanted to rush forward to announce the end of the battle.

But his shouts were drowned in the storm. Godfrey jumped and flew in the air, and the storm he stirred up blew his son away.

Wuming hung the shield on his arm, held the sword with both hands, jammed the ax with his chest, and slashed with all his strength, cutting off only one side of Ge Fulei's axe, completely disarming Ge Fulei.

Ge Fulei simply dropped the stick and reached into Wuming's split chest with both hands, tearing away his armor and chest flesh.

There was a dark wave in his chest, which bounced Ge Fuli away. Their breathing became heavier and their bodies began to tremble.

Ge Fulei rushed out again, this time not towards Wuming, but towards the outer city wall.

What is he going to do?! Throthio exclaimed, Is he going to kill the civilians outside? Stop him quickly!

Godfrey did not rush through the outer wall. He jumped in front of Gulan Sanks and stood under the huge ancient dragon corpse.

Ah ah ah ah ah!

Ge Fulei inserted his hands into the dragon's tail and swung the big ancient dragon up. The ancient dragon as big as half the royal city seemed to have regained life, waving its huge rock wings, like a mountain blocking the sky and the sun, and slapping at Wuming.

At such a range, Wuming's dexterous figure could not avoid it, and he had no intention of avoiding it.

Wuming half-knelt on the ground, fingertips caressing the ground.

Golden arcs of lightning jumped from the ruins of half the royal city, and a golden thunder pool and the royal city appeared. The thunderbolts gathered together and formed an invisible light in Wuming's hand.

The thick thunder pillars turned and rose together with the nameless arms, turning into giant thunder spears and facing the rock dragon pressing down from the dome.

When the thunder gun came into contact with the dragon wing, the instantaneous heat caused an explosion, creating a hole.

But the effect only stopped there. The powerful thunder gun did not have the same huge results. The thunder and lightning hit the big ancient dragon and only made a crater.

Before being completely buried by Gulan Sanks, Wuming puffed up his chest, and his torn black chest was aimed at the giant dragon above his head.

Godfrey detained Gulan Sanks, and the royal city finally could no longer withstand the impact. All the buildings in the city were flattened, and the outer city wall completely collapsed.

As the earth trembled and the mountains shook, everyone balanced their bodies.

When they stood steadily on the ruins, they suddenly found that the sound of fighting disappeared.

Is it over? said Mengt.

He rushed to the battlefield, looking for his father and the final winner.

But there was silence all around, and even the storm had stopped.

Menggote trudged through the smoke and dust, but fortunately there was a giant dragon under his feet to provide guidance, and he finally touched the dragon's tail.

Near the dragon's tail, Menggert saw a tail vertebra blowing up a big hole. Someone dug a hole out of the dragon's body and blasted it all the way to the dragon's tail.

In the smoke and dust, Menggert could vaguely see his father's burly figure, standing there, looking at him with his beard and hair flying.

Menggert quickened his pace and broke through the smoke.

But when he got closer and saw the scene under the smoke clearly, he stopped again.

He saw his father's face, and his back.

He saw the nameless armor fade away from the blazing red and cool down, and Ge Fulei's hot blood gradually solidified.

The scene in front of him was like the first time he stopped his father from fighting with Wuming, both of them had their fists imprinted on each other's faces.

Only this time it was much more tragic.

Wuming stood in front of Ge Fulei, his shield fell to the ground, the sword was held by Ge Fulei with one hand, and the other hand was printed on each other's face.

Godfrey's head turned 180 degrees, and the ecstatic, nameless head still stayed... beside the shield.