Two thick arms appeared on Dirk Nowitzki's back.

This scene that subverted everyone's three views appeared in front of everyone.

People made all kinds of sounds in fear, and some even turned around and ran towards the emergency exit in fear.

"What the hell is this?!"

In the box, Chen Hongyu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at Dirk Nowitzki on the competition stage and asked.

No one could give Chen Hongyu an answer, and everyone else was also shocked by this scene.

"Juice has mutated humans. This may be an important opportunity for us to defeat the Tree of Life organization!" Mr. Guo said seriously.

Hearing this, Chen Hongyu's eyes lit up.

"Immediately arrange manpower to handle this matter." Chen Hongyu said to the secretary beside him.

"yes!"

On the other side, the edge of the competition ring.

All the warriors had already stood up at this time.

Everyone found it incredible that Dirk Nowitzki appeared on the competition stage with four hands.

Even Dirk Nowitzki's subordinates who were in the same camp had the same idea at this time.

They had never seen Dirk Nowitzki with four hands.

"You... mutated?" Lin Zhiming asked with a frown after seeing Dirk Nowitzki grow two other hands.

"This is not a mutation, this is the third form." Dirk Nowitzki looked at Lin Zhiming with a ferocious face and said, "In this form, I... will be invincible, even if I am seriously injured now.

, it’s enough to kill you easily, Lin Zhiming, you don’t have any chance.”

"Have you... been kicked in the head by a donkey?" Lin Zhiming asked.

"What do you mean?" Dirk Nowitzki asked with a frown.

"If you turn yourself into a monster in front of the whole world, how many people do you think will dare to drink juice in the future?" Lin Zhiming asked.

"That doesn't matter anymore, as long as you die, it's enough." Dirk Nowitzki said.

"The Tree of Life will not forgive you for your estimation. If they allowed you to use this form, you would have used it long ago. Why did you use it after I beat you half to death?" Lin Zhiming said.

"Jie Jie Jie, so what, now I just want to tear you to pieces, Lin Zhiming, let's feel the horror of the third form!!!" Dirk Nowitzki said, rushing

To Lin Zhiming.

His speed once again increased to an extremely high level. Although it was far inferior to his previous peak state, it was still outrageously fast.

Lin Zhiming's face was extremely solemn.

At this time, his physical function was already at its lowest point. Facing Dirk Nowitzki in such a state, even though he had been seriously injured, he still didn't have much confidence.

In the blink of an eye, Dirk Nowitzki came to Lin Zhiming.

Just like before, Dirk Nowitzki punched Lin Zhiming with both fists.

Lin Zhiming also fought with both fists.

Bang bang!

After two muffled sounds, Dirk Nowitzki's hands actually grabbed Lin Zhiming's wrist.

At the same time, the two arms behind Dirk Nowitzki hit Lin Zhiming's body together.

Boom, boom, boom!

These two arms burst out with extremely terrifying power and hit Lin Zhiming's body heavily.

Although Lin Zhiming's body was protected by a star shield, he was still unable to resist this force.

"What a powerful force!" Lin Zhiming was horrified. Although Dirk Nowitzki in this state was not as fast as before, his power surpassed that before!

After two heavy punches, Lin Zhiming's body was already traumatized.

Lin Zhiming's arms shook violently, and he wanted to take his hand out of Dirk Nowitzki's hand, but the strength in Dirk Nowitzki's hand was too great, and at this time he had exhausted his energy.

Under the circumstances, he could not break free from Dirk Nowitzki's hand.

In just a few seconds, the arms growing out of Dirk Nowitzki's back punched Lin Zhiming's body several times.

These punches landed on Lin Zhiming's body, causing him to draw several mouthfuls of blood.

At this time, a voice that made him despair sounded in Lin Zhiming's mind.

"The star shield is seriously damaged, please recharge it immediately."

Is the star shield seriously damaged?

This is what Lin Zhiming needs to save his life now. Without this thing, Lin Zhiming wouldn't be able to withstand Dirk Nowitzki's attacks simply with his body.

"Aren't you very powerful? Come on, keep going!!" Dirk Nowitzki roared angrily, punching Lin Zhiming one after another.

His punches are not fast, but their power is terrifying and astonishing.

Boom!

With a loud noise, the astral shield on Lin Zhiming's body completely collapsed.

After that, Dirk Nowitzki's next punch landed on Lin Zhiming's body.

boom!

This punch hit Lin Zhiming firmly in the chest.

Without the protection of the Starlight Shield, Lin Zhiming could hardly resist the punch with his rigid body.

The entire chest bone was sunk directly in.

However, Lin Zhiming also used the power brought by this punch, coupled with the strength of his legs, to force his hands to break away from Dirk Nowitzki's hands.

His body quickly retreated and distanced himself from Dirk Nowitzki.

Cough cough cough!

Lin Zhiming coughed violently, and blood continued to cough out from his mouth.

At the same time, with the repair of the commander's bones, his chest quickly expanded and returned to its normal appearance.

"Do you also vomit blood? I thought you couldn't vomit blood." Dirk Nowitzki walked towards Lin Zhiming with a joking look on his face.

Lin Zhiming stepped back step by step. At this time, he had been severely injured. Facing Dirk Nowitzki, he could not find an effective method at all.

"Stop running. Unless you admit defeat, you won't have any chance!" Dirk Nowitzki said and rushed towards Lin Zhiming.

Lin Zhiming knew there was no way to retreat!

In this battle, he cannot admit defeat, let alone retreat, because he represents the martial arts of the Dragon Kingdom!

Therefore, Lin Zhiming could only rush towards Dirk Nowitzki.

The battle continues.

However, this is a one-sided battle.

With four hands, Dirk Nowitzki is like two people.

No matter how fast Lin Zhiming's fists were, they could block two hands, but they couldn't block four.

His body was hit repeatedly by Dirk Nowitzki, and every time he was hit, he spit out a mouthful of blood.

Not long after, Lin Zhiming's body was dripping with blood.

"You don't have any chance!" Dirk Nowitzki roared angrily and punched Lin Zhiming hard in the face.

At this time, Lin Zhiming's arms had just blocked Dirk Nowitzki's attack, and it was already too late to block Dirk Nowitzki's punch.

boom!

There was a loud noise, and Lin Zhiming's body suddenly staggered two steps to the side.

A feeling of dizziness came over him quickly, and Lin Zhiming couldn't hold on and fell directly to the ground.

He was about to push his body to get up, but Dirk Nowitzki swept his leg from above.

Boom!

This kick directly hit Lin Zhiming's neck, pressing Lin Zhiming's whole body to the ground.

Lin Zhiming put his hands on the ground and wanted to get up.

Dirk Nowitzki bent down directly, put his hands on Lin Zhiming's neck, and pinned Lin Zhiming to the ground.

Lin Zhiming's hands exploded with all his strength, and he slightly propped up his body while trembling.

But at this time, Dirk Nowitzki's third hand came.

The third hand hit Lin Zhiming's hand directly.

Lin Zhiming fell to the ground again, and then Dirk Nowitzki's third hand firmly pressed Lin Zhiming's hand to the ground.

"Lin Zhiming, I have already pushed you to the ground and rubbed you." Dirk Nowitzki grinned.
To be continued...