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As a rare physical A-level investigator of the Salvation Foundation, after so many years of cultivation of Mingshui, although he could not completely prevent his physical weakness, it also raised his potential to the highest level, so after using the booster , his strength can be doubled.

If this body can be restored to its youthful state, according to its current strength, he is confident that he can deal with the apostle by himself.

But if there is no if, he will eventually decline.

Take a deep breath, not to calm your heartbeat, but to adjust your state to the best for the last time.

Yi Zhiyu's legs were slightly separated, his right hand was clenched into a fist, and he was in the posture of drawing a bow and shooting an arrow.

Taking advantage of this limit,

At its peak state,

He wants to throw the most critical punch in his life, just like when he was 11 years old, he went to the underground ring to punch for 20 alliance coins.

At that time, the young man who was thin due to malnutrition beat to death an adult boxer weighing 200 jin with one punch.

Today, it is still a punch that also kills him. He is no longer what he used to be, and the opponent he faces is far from what that boxer can match, but he must win!

The two were separated by a distance of 30 meters, separated by less than two seconds.

In two seconds, Yi Zhiyu was ready.

On the battlefield, the gust of wind that had been blowing towards Yi Zhiyu's side due to the heat wave of the explosion suddenly reversed!

In an instant, the air seemed to condense into substance, and there was a deathly silence around.

"Tiger……"

A word popped out of Yi Zhiyu's mouth.

With a bang, from under his feet, the ground cracked again, this time in a wider range, directly affecting Xiao Zheng and the others in the rear.

"Buzz!"

Liang Wan couldn't help covering her ears, feeling that her whole brain was vibrating along with the air, and her ears were buzzing.

The one who feels this most clearly is Liu Fusheng, who is being targeted.

An unprecedented sense of crisis struck, and in front of him, it seemed that there was really a gigantic tiger leaning down, making an ambush gesture, and preparing to jump up.

His eyes were wide open, his heart was beating uncontrollably, and his rationality told him that he had to run away at this time.

However, the space around him was extremely stiff, and the air seemed to be a high wall, firmly restricting his movements, so that he could never escape the lock of the tiger.

"what happened!"

He struggled hard, but couldn't move his footsteps.

In an instant, he understood.

It is not the surrounding environment that restricts him, what restricts him is the fear in his heart.

Yi Zhiyu finally uttered the last word:

"Howl-"

The punch he had accumulated enough strength to swing out at this moment.

He moves very slowly and swings with great difficulty, as if he is pushing a mountain.

"Roar----"

In the air, there was actually a roar of a tiger!

There seemed to be tens of millions of people beating the big drum, and the air produced unimaginable vibrations, the space was distorted visible to the naked eye, and the sound waves were superimposed layer upon layer, like a raging wave, spreading thousands of meters away in an instant, and large leaves Falling, the solid tree trunks toppled one after another, and the soil on the surface of the earth was like boiling water, beating crazily.

Even Xiao Zheng and the others couldn't resist the aftermath of this punch, they were so shaken that their seven orifices bled, and it was almost difficult to stand up.

But Liu Fusheng stood in the same place, and saw with his own eyes a blurry transparent giant tiger rushing towards him. He could even see the sharp claws and the sharp fangs in the huge mouth of the giant tiger.

Huge pressure was poured on him, his knees burst out with a crisp sound, and his femur was about to break. Before the attack came, the power generated by it oppressed Liu Fusheng's blood vessels to burst, and his skin kept bleeding out.

On top of the giant tiger was a bloody figure.

That is, Yi Zhiyu!

At the last moment, Liu Fusheng forced himself to wake up, turned around and wanted to escape.

And at the same time, the giant tiger finally jumped down from the sky and hit him on the back.

The ground was trembling, comparable to a falling meteorite, and the rumbling sound was heard ten kilometers away. In addition to the roar just now, a gap was opened at the same time by the six meditating snowmen, which made the twelve D-level personnel horrified and unable to guess. What the hell is going on inside.

"It sounded like a tiger roared just now?"

Looking at the dark scene in the sky, Zhang San asked uncertainly.

"I heard it too."

Li Si felt the vibration of the ground under his feet. Looking at both sides of the road, many bugs left their nests and came to the road. "A-level, is it so strong? Is this already a natural disaster level?"

"I wish they were stronger." Zhang San said with a worried expression on his face.

On the other side of the black screen, the vibrations stopped slowly. Looking down from the sky, in addition to the deep pit blasted by the material fission cannon, there was also a deep ditch hundreds of meters long and nearly 30 meters wide, which continuously emitted steaming.

At the end of the deep ditch, the soil was piled up into a huge mound, and a humanoid creature with broken bones and distorted limbs slid down from the mound, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Yi Zhiyu stood outside the deep ditch, a puddle of blood had gathered under his feet.

The move just now directly emptied all life within a five-kilometer radius, whether it was birds, animals, or even insect eggs hiding in the soil, they were all killed by the shock, and even plants could not escape bad luck. The trees fell to the ground, and some remained intact, seemingly unharmed, but in fact the cell walls inside were ruptured, and new shoots could no longer bloom the following spring.

Liang Wan stumbled to get up from the ground, shook the dirt from her hair, didn't care to check her injuries, and hurriedly asked, "Are you dead?"

"No."

Cang Lan stuck out her small tongue and licked her lips: "Yi Zhiyu and the apostle are not dead yet."

She looked at Yi Zhiyu with eager eyes.

The punch just now, even if it was an S-level punch, it was difficult to achieve such power!

"Almost."

On the mound at the end of the deep ditch, at some point stood a figure.

Liu Fusheng's body was intact, and there was no more sarcasm or joking on his face, and his expression finally became serious.

"You were almost able to kill me, but it's a pity..."