Click~

As the strengthening power poured in, something seemed to break inside his skull.

My thinking has never been clearer, my will has never been firmer, and my desire to win has never been stronger.

Bang!

Wei Wuji's fist was suddenly pinched by a palm covered with black metal armor.

The owner of the arm slowly raised his head, revealing eyes that were as hot as flames, with only a burning passion for war.

"Now... we can officially have a fight."

Wei Wuji raised his head and stared at Wei Wuji, his slightly rickety back straightening up little by little.

"good."

Seeing that Wei Wuji actually blocked his attack, Wei Wuji was slightly startled, and then showed a bright smile.

Boom!

At the same time as the smile, there was no mercy at all, and the right leg suddenly kicked out.

Instead of holding back, Wei Wuji became even more violent and kicked Wei Wuji away, creating a deep pit more than ten meters away.

Whoosh!

However, this time Wei Wuji was not in a trance, he rolled directly out of the pit, and rushed towards Wei Wuji again with the afterimage of his body.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

For the first time, the two really fought fiercely together. Their movements were so fast that it was beyond ordinary people's dynamic vision. The only sounds left were the roar of dragons and the roar of tigers and fists and feet.

If not compared with Wei Wuji, Wei Wuji can actually be regarded as a genius, at least in terms of fighting. After all, he quickly learned Dragon Fist at the beginning.

And more importantly, Wei Wuji's training is not rigid. He has his own style. His body shape is as flexible as a snake. He uses the power of reinforcement and the weights on the armor to forcefully adjust his center of gravity and change his body shape, etc., which seems to violate the laws of physics.

The movements were easy to grasp, and coupled with the sharp serrations on both sides of the armor, there was a faint tendency to overwhelm Wei Wuji under a fierce attack.

However, Wei Wuji is not a weakling. It seems that he is being beaten, but in fact he is walking leisurely in the court with a well-founded attitude. His gestures are like a master's. Facing Wei Wuji's strong attack, he is still surprisingly stable. He relies on the skill of stabilizing Wei Wuji's head.

A little bit of effort to regain the disadvantage.

Bang!

The fierce battle lasted for dozens of seconds. Wei Wuji's shoulders shook and he was thrown away again.

"Come again!"

Wei Wuji was not discouraged at all, he stood up and charged forward again.

Compared to the previous time when there was no resistance, being able to fight evenly for dozens of seconds is already a rare improvement.

After the strengthening power poured into his brain, he was able to resist Wei Wuji's mental oppression to a certain extent. The next competition was nothing more than skills and physical fitness.

It may be difficult to match the skills of Wei Wuji, who is extremely talented and specially trained by the Dragon Fist project team, but his physical fitness...

"Come again!"

"Come again!"

“Come again!!!”

He rushed forward again and again, fought fiercely for dozens of seconds, and was beaten away again.

Every time he charged, Wei Wuji attacked like a violent storm. His strange fighting skills and extremely sharp arm swords sometimes even forced Wei Wuji to retreat continuously to avoid its sharp attacks.

However, the latter is like a green bamboo standing in the rainstorm. No matter how fierce Wei Wuji's offensive is, it can be swayed forward and backward to resolve it steadily. As soon as Wei Wuji has a slight flaw or loses his strength, he will strike like lightning and kill him in an instant.

Fly away.

Bang!

As if the scene reappeared, a glove was once again blocked by a palm.

But this time, the roles were reversed, Wei Wuji became the one who blocked, and Wei Wuji became the one who attacked.

"What are you doing?"

Feeling the increasing strength between Wei Wuji's fists and feet, Wei Wuji frowned slightly in shock.

Wei Wuji's strength was growing, which he had felt before.

But this growth is getting faster and faster. It used to take a few minutes to increase a few points, but now it can increase by one level almost every few breaths.

"Brother, you are indeed very powerful, but now I...have a golden thigh."

There was a curve under Wei Wuji's face armor, and a solid pale white strengthening power emerged again and merged into the counterattack armor.

With this strengthening power, the counterattack armor, which has been strengthened countless times, has completely crossed a limit.

Sixth level!

Bang!

The blocked fist suddenly burst out with great force again, instantly breaking through Wei Wuji's interception and hitting his chest hard.

Stab!

Wei Wuji was about to fly backwards, but Wei Wuji had already put his right foot on the ground and rushed out. He waved his left arm, and the sharp arm blade brought cold light and slashed towards his neck.

Fortunately, Wei Wuji also reacted very quickly. He flew upside down and suddenly jumped onto the ground. He narrowly avoided the vital part of his neck. However, the specially made battle suit on his chest was inevitably scratched.

The saw-toothed cut turned into a tattered beggar's uniform, and a trace of blood also emerged.

However, it was not a fatal injury after all. Wei Wuji quickly stabilized his body, and after using some force-relieving techniques, he was still able to fight back.

The two fought fiercely for nearly two minutes, until the counterattack armor was strengthened a few more layers, and Wei Wuji relied on sheer strength and speed to forcefully knock Wei Wuji away.

Bang!

The fist wrapped in black metal armor hit Wei Wuji's body hard.

This time there was no resistance, no force to offset each other, and Wei Wuji's body finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Compared with metal, the flesh and blood body is still slightly weaker in defense. Even if a lot of strength is subconsciously removed, the huge power carried by the counterattack armor still turns into surging dark energy and completely crushes its internal organs.

Six Fu organs.

"Technology team! Win!"

There was blood on the corner of Wei Wuji's mouth. He forced a smile at Wei Wuji and then turned away and left. The referee's voice rang out.

"Won?"

There was an uproar outside the stadium, followed by a film of cheers for the winner and shouts of "Wuji".

"Is this what victory feels like..."

Wei Wuji did not move, calmed down, and quietly enjoyed the moment.

When the excitement caused by the fierce battle gradually faded away, everything at this moment seemed so unreal. The noisy cheers became farther and farther away, lower and more blurred, like two separate worlds.

There was silence.

His current mood is undoubtedly filled with mixed emotions.

He once thought that he would be ecstatic and laugh wantonly after defeating Wei Wuji, but now it seems that it is nothing more than that.

Excited? Maybe so.

But the most important thing is peace, the peace and calmness of completely untying the knot in my heart.

Although he was no longer hostile to his brother when he was in the training camp, he still had a little obsession or shadow. After all... no matter what the reason was, he had always lived in the shadow of Wei Wuji for the first half of his life.

"Finally... I didn't embarrass you, right?"

As if he remembered something, a relaxed smile appeared on Wei Wuji's face.

In the first half of the game, he may have fought to prove himself and defeat Wei Wuji, but in fact, his fighting spirit had long been wiped out by Wei Wuji's repeated heavy blows and domineering and unparalleled mental oppression.

The reason why he can get up again and again is just because there are still some people who hope that he will win. For him, this hope is the most precious and the one he dares not to live up to.

"Hahaha, Wuji, well done!"

"Brother Wuji, you just exploded."
Chapter completed!