Victory

Boom—

The Clear Hammer in Muge's hand hit the shield in front of the burly man, making a loud bang.

A wave of air broke out from it, sweeping in all directions.

The burly man who was attacked by the Muge did not move a cent.

"Haha, I am having fun, come again!"

When the burly man saw that Muge's attack was nothing more than that, he immediately laughed heartily.

As long as Mu Ge can't break through his defense, he has the confidence to use it up. He is a Contra, and Mu Ge is just a soul king.

Although reaching the soul king at Muge's young age is very scary, but the soul king is several levels away from Contra, and the soul power of the two parties is completely unequal.

In the Hell Slaughter games he participated in before, he relied on his strong defense and strong soul power to exhaust his opponents to death.

"The Clear Sky Hammer can't break through 1245's defense!"

"No wonder he can win 67 games in a row, his skin is too hard!"

"It seems that 1245 is still stronger. The Envoy of Hell is still too young, and his soul power must not be comparable to 1245!"

"Drag on, as long as the Envoy of Hell can't break through the 1245 defense and defeat him, the Envoy of Hell will lose!"

"..."

Seeing the momentum caused by Mu Ge's bombardment of the burly man, the audience had no doubt that Mu Ge's attack was very strong.

But after discovering that Muge's attack couldn't even repel 1245 by one step, the audience began to feel that the burly man number 1245 was stronger.

"Hump!"

"That nasty guy is not that simple!"

Bibi Dong sneered disdainfully when she heard those voices.

Only she knows that Muge has not really exerted his full strength yet!

"It's a good thing Muge is facing this guy. If it's me, it won't be easy to win!"

Bibi Dong looked at the burly man No. 1245 again, and said happily in her heart.

She still recognises the opponent's strength.

  …

"Come again, I want to see how many times you can attack me!"

Seeing the other party's arrogant appearance, Muge snorted coldly, shook the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand vigorously, and smashed it at him.

"Chaotic Wind Hammer Technique!"

Boom—

The Clear Sky Hammer in Muge's ruthlessly hit the burly man's shield again, once again setting off boundless air waves and strong winds.

Boom—

Immediately afterwards, Muge slammed out another heavy hammer without stopping, and once again attacked the shield in front of the burly man.

Boom—

Boom—

Boom—

Muge is not weak at all, one hammer is stronger than one hammer, and hammers and hammers are superimposed.

Every heavy hammer hit the shield in front of the burly man fiercely. It wasn't that Mug didn't want to bypass the shield, but that he couldn't.

Although the burly man's speed is not as fast as Muge's, the speed at which Muge swings the Clear Sky Hammer is not so fast that he can't see clearly. Relying on his rich combat experience, he can always block the shield in front of Muge.

So, Muge simply didn't go around the shield, and directly smashed the shield in the opponent's hand.

Boom boom boom! !

The burly man number 1245 was able to calmly face the heavy hammer blows one after another, but as the number of heavy hammers stacked up, the burly man's face gradually became ugly.

"How can it be…"

Feeling the heavier and heavier force from the shield, the burly man was filled with disbelief. He never expected that Muge's attack to keep getting stronger and stronger.

However, in the face of Muge's attacks, he can only choose to continue to defend.

He only hopes that the heavy hammer cannot be superimposed forever, otherwise he will really be unable to stop it if it continues to superimpose.

Boom—

The 16th hammer!

…

Boom—

The 25th hammer!

…

"Envoy of Hell can't do it!"

"Even the Clear Sky Hammer can't break 1245's defense!"

"After hammering so many times, it still doesn't work..."

"It seems that 1245 is going to win!"

"No, look at 1245's face, is it getting uglier?"

"It seems to be true, what's going on?"

"Am I the only one who feels that Envoy of Hell's attack is getting stronger? It shouldn't be an illusion, right?"

"No, I feel the same way..."

"..."

The audience on the field were all watching the battle on the Hell Slaughter Arena very intently at this time, they looked at Muge bombarding the opponent with Clear Sky hammer.

Terrifying winds swept all directions, filling the entire Hell Slaughter Arena.

Boom—

Hammer 45!

Boom—

Finally, with the 45th hammer, the two shields in the burly man's hands shattered together, turning into a large number of fragments that went flying.

"The 46th Hammer!"

After smashing the shield in the burly man's hand, Muge let out a shout, swung the domineering Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, and blasted at the opponent again.

"Not good…"

Although the burly man could hardly believe that the shield he was holding was shattered, he quickly crossed his arms and blocked in front of him.

Thump-

The Clear Sky Hammer in Muge's hand bombarded the opponent's arms, and suddenly made a dull sound.

The attack that could break even a shield hit the burly man, but he blocked it.

Obviously, with the blessing of the granite tortoise spirit, after losing the shield, the burly man's own defense is still very strong.

Boom—

Boom—

Boom—

Muge doesn't care if the opponent's defense is stronger, anyway, the hammer is going to keep raining down.

At first the burly man could resist, but after Muge swung 60 hammers, the burly man could no longer stand still and began to be repelled continuously.

"The 72nd Hammer!"

Boom—

Finally, when Muge swung the 72nd hammer domineeringly, the burly man was blown away by Muge, unable to resist anymore.

Crack~

At the same time, there was the sound of the bones of the burly man's arms breaking.

Poof—

After the burly man fell to the ground, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and then fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

"Damn..."

The burly man struggled and wanted to stand up. He refused to accept it. He still had a lot of soul power, but he couldn't use it for real. If he was killed like this, he would be too aggrieved.

But he can't use the soul ring and soul skills, he can't maximize the effect of the soul power.

Not only him, but all the fallen ones in Slaughter City can't use them, except Muge.

"Farewell!"

Muge saw that the opponent wanted to stand up, but he didn't give him a chance. With a flash of his figure, the 73rd hammer came crashing down, directly hitting the opponent's back.

Poof—

This time, the burly man's heart burst directly, his eyes widened, his body twitched a few times, and then went limp and did not move at all.

"Haaa!"

"Congratulations to our contestant No. 6018 for winning this Hell Slaughter game!"

"Congratulations to the Envoy of Hell, you have won 36 games in a row!"

Upon seeing this, the host immediately announced Muge's victory.

The audience present were also shocked by the scene in front of them, they kept staring blankly at the domineering figure of Muge carrying the Clear Sky Hammer in the arena.

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