Solang Deji holds a vajra stick in his hand, his tall and majestic body is like a black iron tower, his feet stepping on the ground, like a vajra that will never fall.

Luosang appeared in the distance in a somewhat disheveled state, gasping for breath.

There were three dark purple stick marks on his fat body, which looked ferocious and terrifying.

The flesh and blood in that part has completely necrotized.

If he didn't have so much fat on his body, these attacks would have torn his internal organs into pieces.

This is also why most military generals in ancient times had big bellies and did not pay attention to muscles all over their bodies.

A body shape that is truly advantageous for fighting must have fat as a buffer.

Judging from the current situation, it is obvious that Solang Deji has the upper hand.

The eyes of the Pudge family's private soldiers were bright, as if they saw the hope of victory.

"As expected of Lord Solang Deji, he is truly amazing!"

"This is the number one warrior of our Pudge family! Who can defeat him?"

"Perhaps Lord Solang Deji can defeat three of them at once. That would be a truly exciting event!"

The private soldiers of the Pudge family have already begun to have beautiful imaginations.

Zhang Yi and Liang Yue looked at Solang Deji on the field, but they did not think the situation was very optimistic.

Solang Deji, who seemed to have no problems, subconsciously retracted his abdomen while exercising.

This could not be hidden from Zhang Yi and the others. Solang Deji's internal injuries were getting more and more serious, and he had to be forcibly restrained to keep him fighting on the court.

Unless he could quickly capture Lausanne, the longer the battle dragged on, the more disadvantageous it would be for him.

But how could he defeat this greasy guy with hundreds of pounds of fat?

Solang Deji's eyebrows raised, and he knew that his injuries were acting up.

It must be resolved quickly!

Looking at Losang in front of him, his hand slowly twisted the Vajra Stick.

The next moment, he stomped his feet on the ground and rushed towards Luosang like a cannonball.

This time, the Vajra stick in his hand turned into a spear, and he began to attack Luosang using the spikes on the other end.

Luosang also felt Solang Deji's intention to risk his life, but he still had a smile on his face.

He crossed his arms, and even more terrifying flames surged from his body. One flame after another coiled like a long snake, biting towards Solang Deji!

The scorching flames burned all of Solang Deji's hair, turning him into a big, black bald head.

But he was not afraid at all. He braved the scorching heat and used the diamond stick in his hand to disperse the flames, then ran towards Luosang without slowing down.

But at this moment, the big fat man like a meatball did not choose to confront Solang Deji head-on.

Instead, it bounced back like a ball.

"Hehehe, your injury is acting up, right? If you keep dragging it out, you'll be vomiting blood soon. Who wants to risk their life with you?"

Luosang has already seen the problem with Solang Deji.

Luosang was very clear about Gelu's strength. Even a master like Solang Deji would be seriously injured by his dying blow, which was a life-threatening blow.

Then, just procrastinate slowly.

Luosang began to distance himself and launched a long-range attack on Solang Deji with high-temperature flames.

Zhang Yi discovered that as the man continued to fight, his body seemed to shrink a little.

"Starting to get a little thin? That means he's storing fat in his body, treating himself like an oil tank."

Zhang Yi touched his chin: "Interesting."

But soon, he said to Liang Yue next to him: "Get ready, it's your turn soon."

Liang Yue nodded, holding a long sword in her hand. In order to hide her identity, this was naturally not Long Ming, but another adamantium metal weapon.

"By the way, don't forget to bring this."

As Zhang Yi spoke, he reached out and lifted Huahua from his shoulder and placed her in Liang Yue's arms.

Liang Yue was stunned. She stared at Hua Hua blankly: "What are you doing?"

Zhang Yi said with a matter-of-fact expression, "As a beast-controlling alien, it's reasonable for you to bring a war beast with you to the battlefield, right?"

It was not until this time that Liang Yue finally understood why Zhang Yi was so confident that he would win this duel.

Because from the perspective of strength, Huahua, who has opened her genetic lock, is even stronger than Liang Yue!

If such a combination appears, it will be a complete BUG-level existence.

Liang Yue was stunned for a long time, and finally uttered a sentence.

"I thought you thought I was that one-in-a-million genius."

Zhang Yi pointed at Huahua with a smile, "Even if you're a genius, it would be safer to give you a spirit weapon, right?"

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