Kakarot wanders into the second dimension

"Hahaha, don't laugh so hard, Sun Wukong, after observing your ability some time ago, I have already studied you thoroughly."

Hearing Sun Wukong's confident response, Benjianir was still laughing arrogantly.

Now there is only one challenger left on the Kingdom Academy side. Defeating Sun Wukong will end this boring game.

"In the final analysis, you just know some dodge tricks. In fact, I guess your attacks are only useful to people with a six-star master level or below, right?"

An exaggerated smile appeared on Benjianil's face, and the corners of his mouth reached to his ears.

"The only people you've really defeated head-on along the way are those at this level. The rest of the battles are almost all about using a terrible dodge technique to consume the opponent to win..."

As he spoke, Benjianil turned off the radio for a moment, showing an extremely confident and gloomy expression.

"Whether it's the shining sword or the master-level church paladin or other master-level personnel, you can't defeat them head-on... I have to admire your amazing dodge skills, but you can't maintain that skill for a long time, right... "

The smiling face showed a pair of white teeth, and half of his face was covered by the shadow of the helmet, looking at Sun Wukong.

"Haha, I guess you're right."

Sun Wukong responded with a smile, tried to move his fist in the air, and then stopped:

"How about it, are you interested in learning the dodge skills you mentioned?"

Benjianir read a hint of ridicule from Wukong's smiling face, and suddenly became angry.

"Sun Wukong!"

Faced with Ben Jianir's provocation, Sun Wukong pinched his nose and immediately jumped up.

Finally, under referee Nelson's signal, the competition officially began.

"Here we go, the main event is here, the first confrontation between the biggest dark horse in the Kingdom Academy battle and the Empire students."

"This Sun Wukong can be said to have made it here by relying on absolute luck. I don't know if he will be as lucky this time."

"It may not be luck. I think Sun Wukong is quite capable, although he may not be able to defeat the top ten students of the empire in the end..."

Sun Wukong jumped up and immediately entered the fighting state, and in an instant he understood all the flaws of his opponent.

"Die, Sun Wukong!!"

Seeing Sun Wukong who had just touched the ring with his heel, Benjianil didn't even give him a chance to react and immediately came over to kill him.

A terrifying blade slash struck, and this was the moment he had spotted.

As long as Sun Wukong's dodge skills are blocked, the battle will be over soon.

Of course, that's what he thought...

boom! !

The slash hit the magic barrier hard, causing terrifying ripples.

"Hahaha!!"

As if he had expected that his move would fail, Benjianil laughed and turned around quickly.

The emerald-level divine sword in his hand instantly made an astonishing slash.

But it still hit the air, and then...

"It's useless, I will attack continuously until you can't hide, Sun Wukong!"

The bright sword light shot out continuously, and in one breath there were dozens of sliding slashes and thrusts.

boom! Bang! Boom! bang bang…

The 5,000-square-meter field per minute was filled with Benjenir's sword light and sword shadow.

The arena shook violently, and even settled slightly, visible to the naked eye, and the surrounding ground also shook slightly.

But the audience can almost only see him moving at high speed, waving weapons and dazzling attacks.

But none of them found or saw where Sun Wukong was on the field. Sun Wukong seemed to have disappeared?

"It's amazing. This Sun Wukong is faster than yesterday!"

Off the field, Mark looked at the changes on the field in shock, unable to stop trembling deep in his heart.

If Sun Wukong's true speed is like this, then in a sense, his battle yesterday had no chance of winning at all.

The rest of the people were all in a fog, and they didn't see anything interesting at all. Even Yalusha showed a rare emotion.

"This Sun Wukong is really famous. No wonder you are very interested in him, Mr. Taylor."

An Imperial Academy student whose whole body was wrapped in pitch-black personal plate armor stood next to Taylor.

The black pointed helmet he was wearing had thick eyebrows and a visor that hid his true appearance, but the luxurious arabesque patterns on the black armor showed his noble status.

He folded his arms across his chest and said in a calm and leisurely manner.

"What, Langdon, you are actually only a little stronger than Benjenir, do you want to give it a try?"

Looking at the changes on the field, Taylor's heart and hands were itching for a long time, and his whole body was excited.

"Ah, no, Lord Taylor. In fact, if even Benjirnier can't defeat him, then the last hope will only depend on you."

Langdon immediately went over with a silent flattery. He was very afraid of Taylor.

"It is said that this man's real strength has reached master level five-star or above. I don't know if it is true or not..."

At the same time, Langdon was thinking the same thing in his heart. He didn't believe that any of the students from the Kingdom Academy in the east corner of the southwestern continent could defeat this monster.

"Haha, Langdon, you know I don't like other people lying..."

Taro suddenly had a fierce look in his eyes, silently flicking the knife out of its sheath with one hand, and a terrifying aura that chose to devour others came out.

"I'm really sorry, Lord Taylor, I didn't mean to offend you."

Langdon immediately gave in and apologized, joking, this was a ferocious beast that had killed thousands of people, and he couldn't afford to offend it.

After hearing Langdon's apology, the terrifying aura suddenly calmed down.

This made Langdon, who was sweating profusely, heave a sigh of relief.

And on the other side…

"Fucita, this Sun Wukong used this speed before, no, I should say a slightly faster speed to dodge all my attacks."

In the supervisory area of ​​the audience stand, Fucita and a group of paladins gathered around the VIP seats to watch the game.

"I haven't used the same speed as when I confronted you. Are you saying that this Benjirnier doesn't have the slightest chance, Goliman?"

Fucita was also watching the battle, discussing with Paladin Goliman on the side.

"Not at all. When this Sun Wukong fights with me, I can feel that he is very capable. I'm afraid we just have to see if the top ten Imperial students can suppress Sun Wukong's terrifying dodge ability."

After hearing the experiences of those who had experienced it, Fosita felt deeply convinced, but she didn't show anything.

He didn't tell anyone that Sun Wukong might be a citizen of the gods, because a mistake could cause big trouble.

"Actually, if Sun Wukong is willing, even the three master-level experts present will not be able to do anything to him."

Fucita, who had experienced the true power of Sun Wukong, saw through it without telling him, and thought to himself.

"hateful!!"

The whole set of combos lasted for about ten minutes. Benjianil couldn't bear the double consumption of physical strength and magic power, so he immediately stopped attacking.

His energy and blood surged, as if what happened before him far exceeded his understanding.