Super God Gene

Watching Hanson stand up again slowly, many people seem to have something floating in their chests, lifting their chests to bitter fate.

And the Son of Light looked at Hansen's eyes without his previous contempt, and replaced it with a little solemnity, until this moment he did not regard Hansen as his real opponent.

“From now on, I will see you as an enemy, and if you withdraw now, my enemy will not live in this world.” The Son of Light looked at Hanson and said.

Without any answers, Hanson just punched the past.

The body of the Son of Light finally moved, and the whole person still seemed like a light, flashing instantly from before Hanson, a blazing arc of light crossed and struck Hanson.

“Ah!" Hanson's body was cut out of the sky, and blood splattered over his dark purple armor, like a bright red peony angry in the air.

Boom!

Hanson's weight fell on the battlefield, and the observation deck had long been silent, shocked by the power and invincibility of the Son of Light.

But in their hearts, there is still a hint of hope.

“Stand up!” People shout in their hearts, but they don't dare to really shout it out, because hope is so humble and so hard to achieve, they can't even say it.

It's like a match that was lit in a hurricane, and they want it to burn, but they're afraid that if they make a sound, the match will blow itself out.

But even if they didn't say anything, it was very clear to them how that little flame could burn again in such a hurricane, and I'm afraid it would soon be wiped out by the wind.

Hanson was not a little flame, so he stood up again, with several cracks in his dark purple armor, seeping blood, but Hanson's body was still straight.

Fist, again to the Son of Light.

The Son of the Light snorted coldly, his body moved again, and a blazing light continued to strike Hansen, carrying a path of blood flowers.

Hanson tried to hide, but the Son of the Light was so fast, he couldn't see or hide at all. Hanson was knocked down once, he stood up again, he was struck again, and the wounds on the armor were staggered, he didn't know how many.

The dark purple armor is stained red with blood, revealing a purple color.

“Stop fighting and give up.” Women with soft hearts, tears have gone down, they can't help but scream with their mouths covered, they don't want to see gold coins persist like this, they don't want to see gold coins beaten alive.

Hanson couldn't hear them, and if he did, he wouldn't care. He looked miserable, but he didn't actually look that serious.

If he had been replaced with ordinary armor, he would have been dead, and under so many horror strikes, armor would have been unbearable to collapse.

But the armor of the ant king itself has powerful resilience, and Hanson simulated the magic of the ant king's breath circulation with it. The armor of the ant king took one stroke at a time, but it did not collapse.

The damage to the front had healed in the following attacks, so that Hanson could stand up again and again, otherwise he would have been torn apart by the Lord of Light without the protection of his armor.

Hanson was knocked down one time and climbed up again and again, waving his fists at the Son of the Light, although he had never been able to touch the Son of the Light.

But this is not Hanson's reckless move. The Son of Light is so fast that he cannot keep pace with the Son of Light, nor can he stop his attack, let alone defeat the Son of Light.

So Hanson must be able to grasp the attack trajectory of the Son of Light and meet the Son of Light before he can defeat the Son of Light.

The layout technique of game art can predict the target's trajectory, react in advance, like a bullet, waiting for the other party to shoot before hiding, it must be the other party's hand raising moments, then duck first, so that there is a chance.

The technique of the Dingxuan scripture can be done as well, and even better.

But because the Son of Light is so fast, he can't even see how the Son of Light can raise his hand, let alone hide.

So what Hanson needs to do now is clearly grasp the course of action of the Son of Light.

Others, under such a gap, would certainly not be able to do this, but Hanson had a hollow air balloon, and from just now until now, he used the hollow air balloon to observe the scent of the Divine Son of Light flow.

No one moves, the breath moves first, the breath in the Son of Light does not lie, Hanson can predict the trajectory of his hand in advance and can react one step ahead as long as he is able to master his breath flow technique.

“Soon, give me some more time.” In the constant battle, the breath of the Son of Light has gradually appeared before him, making his trajectory of action for the Son of Light increasingly predictable.

But the people watching the war saw Hanson get knocked down again and again, and he stood up again, and his armor had been stained red with blood, and many people felt as if his chest was about to explode.

Boom!

Once again, Hanson was struck by a blazing light, his head hit the ground, and he was born and pulled out a few dozen centimetres deep, a few meters long trench, and the people who looked at him were all trembling.

In fact, the blow was no different for Hansen than the previous attack, which was not fatal to him, but a little twisted around his neck, and instead of being able to climb up immediately, Hansen twisted his neck.

But this move by Hanson fell into the eyes of the watching humans, and suddenly broke many people's mental defenses.

In their view, Hanson has been beaten and can't even stand up, his body has been distorted, he looks like he's about to be beaten to death, but he's still struggling to get up and fight. How terrible and valuable is that?

Even some people who didn't like the gold coins could not help but have a full boil of blood.

“God B, stand up!” I don't know who shouted first, almost all the people in the human sanctuary are yelling.

Whether it's humble or not, whether it can be heard by gold coins or not, even if it seems that gold coins are about to run out, but they just want to shout out, and they just want to see gold coins stand up again, as if there is hope if they just stand up again.

Hanson naturally couldn't hear them, he just moved his neck, felt better, and then stood up, but this action fell in the eyes of people outside, but it was like a gold coin listened to their cry, inspired by them, really arose, making them have a kind of unspeakable excitement and emotion, because they were too excited and their bodies trembled uncontrollably.

Even for the dying queen that Hanson hated, seeing this scene at this time, he couldn't help but feel a little excited, his fist pinched tightly, although not shouted out, was what he hoped for in his heart.

“God B!” Fang Mingquan was also watching the battle, but when he usually presided over the show, he couldn't think of any more words at this time. He just used his best to yell out both words.

As powerful as a god, the Son of Light had a faint panic in his eyes, because he had discovered that Hanson's armor was rapidly repairing itself.

Worse still, he found that he had never been able to hit the same wound twice in a row.