In order not to be devoured by the gods, I had to transform

Bai Wu didn't know whether this duel was fair or not, but he only knew that he was a little impatient.

His eyes were fixed on Murakami Jingyu, whose hairline was almost reaching the back of her head, and his long mouth curled into a faint smile.

He really wanted to use his swordsman Tom to compete with the so-called One-Sword Sword Master. Although Tom was only at the first level, he was confident that Tom's swordsmanship was definitely not inferior to that of the Sword Master.

Unfortunately, the task assigned by the system is to crush these two little Karami, so he has to transform into a Charizard and give them a little Charizard-style shock. It's really a pity (mist).

"Game start!"

As the host finished speaking, Murakami Jingyu's eyes focused, and a terrifying aura rose from him, carrying with it endless sharpness.

Everyone in the stadium could feel the overwhelming momentum.

A shadow emerged from behind him. It was a ronin with a sword on his waist. His clothes were tattered, his face was weathered, and the muscles on his body were as if carved by an axe or a knife, giving him a very powerful look.

Rurouni and Murakami Shizue joined forces and appeared on the ring.

The moment Rurouni appeared, Bai Wu felt as if he was being filmed from all angles by a 360° surveillance camera, with his entire body exposed to the other party's eyes.

Especially the heart and throat, it feels like being pricked by needles.

Haha, you like finding weaknesses, right?

Bai Wu smiled.

Murakami Jingyu on the opposite side frowned. He didn't understand why Bai Wu was laughing.

In his eyes, the fire dragon opposite him was full of loopholes, and he could find a loophole with a random poke.

Is it because he is too young that he has too little combat experience? Coupled with his strength far beyond that of an ordinary person, it is not surprising that he has developed a mentality of being arrogant and underestimating the enemy.

Then let me teach you a lesson.

Murakami Jingyu took a step, and the long sword at his waist instantly appeared in his hand. In the blink of an eye, he appeared behind the white mist, and stretched out the long sword in his hand, with the tip of the sword shining with a cold light pointing directly at the back of the dragon.

Unfortunately, Charizard, who has been through hundreds of battles and encountered all kinds of abilities, would definitely have experience.

Bai Wu flapped his wings and dived into the sky.

Looking at Murakami Jingyu who was standing there with a sword in his hand, the wings flapped even more happily, circling above his head.

You're stupid, I can fly.

This is an ability that some mythical beasts do not have! (This has no connotation, please do not over-interpret it to avoid hurting other beasts)

Murakami Jingyu's heart sank. He had indeed not expected that Bai Wu, with such a huge body, could actually fly and with such a fast burst speed, but he was not panicked.

If you fly in the sky, you will eventually have to land. You have been transformed for so long, it must be time.

What's more, during the time you are flying in the sky, you can't do anything to me.

He looked at the flying fire-breathing dragon calmly, his demeanor steady and unperturbed, showing the demeanor of a master.

Bai Wu decided not to continue playing.

It is indeed a bit difficult to deal with this old guy in the normal form of Charizard. It may take 3 to 5 skills to defeat him, which is not in line with his original intention.

The white wristband on his left wrist flashed.

Purple-white energy surged out from the wristband, and an energy halo that shook the heaven and earth spread out from him until it filled the entire stadium.

Murakami Jingyu's expression changed slightly.

What the hell is this thing? Such a powerful energy fluctuation, he can’t bring out its full potential even if he tries his best to sublimate it!

The audience in the stadium opened their eyes wide, watching this scene that was beyond their imagination.

The white-purple energy ball expanded, then suddenly shrank and exploded. A super creature beyond human's current cognition appeared in the stadium.

The flaming wings that covered the sky ignited the air of the venue, and the huge figure in the sky was beyond everyone's cognition.

The Gigantamax Charizard entered its championship finals mode.

At this moment, in countless live broadcast rooms around the world, all the viewers were stunned.

The giant flaming dragon soaring in the sky seemed like a creature returning from mythology, awakening the primitive fear in their bodies.

It was too outrageous. Even the blue-eyed god that devoured the lives of 30,000 people did not give them the same shocking feeling as this demon dragon.

This was a change that they witnessed with their own eyes and was accomplished under the watchful eyes of the public.

Humans can actually do this!

In the northwest of Xia Country, at the secret base of the Fallen Organization, the bearded man was watching the live broadcast on the big screen, and suddenly he looked at Wu Du and Laurie beside him with pity.

"It's really hard for you to escape from this creature."

Wu Du touched the burn wound on his back which was still covered with thick black blood scabs, and felt sad.

Did he escape? It was the giant fire dragon that let him go!

Laurie patted her swollen chest, which was swaying like jelly. The aftermath did not stop, and she breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she was not the first target at that time, otherwise the feast would have begun.

At this moment, the extraordinary organizations in countries all over the world are shocked by this giant fire dragon.

In the Pentagon of the United States, one could even hear Wang Defa's voice constantly coming from Swillson's office.

On the ring, Murakami Jingyu looked at the giant dragon in the sky, cold sweat streaming down his forehead, and his hands holding the sword became slippery and he almost couldn't hold it.

If he hadn't reacted in time, he would have dropped the sword in front of everyone, and the reputation of the Sword Master would have been ruined.

The white mist controlled the flashing flaming wings, and the twenty-meter-tall body slowly landed on the ring.

"Boom!"

It was visible to the naked eye that the entire arena was tilted and the supporting legs underneath were completely sunk into the ground.

Bai Wu stared at Murakami Jingyu with his big eyes, and flapped his wings to send him a hot breeze.

Come on, don’t you like finding flaws?

Murakami Jingyu's mouth twitched and she took a deep breath.

Somehow, he suddenly didn't want to fight anymore.

He wants to go home!

But thousands of Fuso citizens are watching him. As the only swordsman who inherited the Rurouni spirit of Fuso's Warring States Period, how can he admit defeat so easily!

He stared at the white fog with wide eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to regain his momentum.

White Mist opened his mouth:

"Oh!"

A beam of incandescent flame spurted out and arrived in the blink of an eye.

Murakami Jingyu reacted quickly, made up his mind, raised the silver sword with snake-like patterns on it with both hands, and slashed at the flames fiercely.

This sword condensed all his energy and spirit, and was also integrated with his belief in protecting the dignity of Fuso!

There was a look of satisfaction in his eyes regarding this sword.

This will be his most powerful sword move!

The sword energy split the flame into two, and it went upstream, heading straight for the white misty door.

Bai Wu blinked.

He was afraid of killing the sword master outright so he didn't use any skills, but he didn't expect that he would go even further.

The sharp claws, which were harder than alloy, flashed with lightness and flicked lightly at the sword energy. The sword energy, which had already been heavily consumed by the flames, was directly shattered.

To the audience, this look was like flicking a fly away.

The look of satisfaction on Murakami Jingyu's face froze in an instant, and then her face fell.

The heart of Taoism collapsed!