Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 342: Swallowing the Sky and Eclipse [Thanks to the leader of the Abyss Blazing Sun Patrick Star]

A strong air current swept by with a whistling sound. No, it wasn't any "air current".

With the hotel building as the center, three-colored ring-shaped flames burst out in circles, whistling in all directions.

The flames were golden, black, and blood-red, but most of the time, the three colors were mixed together.

Wherever they passed, the atmosphere instantly evaporated and burned, the ambient temperature rose rapidly, and flames filled everywhere, causing the buildings near the hotel to show signs of melting.

Considering the location of the battle, both Song Shi and Huang Hao were intentionally restraining their destructive power.

However, as Dayuan, who was the best at wide-area attacks, and both had reached the third ring of Control, the aftermath of their fight still turned the area within a radius of hundreds of meters into a pure scorched earth purgatory.

Those modern creations made of reinforced concrete were no stronger than butter in the face of the scorching sun and the violent flames of disaster, and were easily burned and melted.

Standing at the outermost edge of the battlefield, the officers of all ranks who gathered around took action at the same time, signaling the onlookers to step back a distance while blocking the spreading aftermath.

Just the "aftermath".

In the very center of the battlefield, where the hotel once was, a large pit appeared.

Huang Hao punched out, trying to block the falling black blade.

His clenched fingers were the color of brass, and flowing with golden light like water satin. They were indestructible and not even the sharp blade of the heavy killer could cut through them.

And every time he swung his fist, a spherical golden light with a radius of three meters would light up on the ground. It was a compressed and condensed [burning light]. With Huang Hao's punching frequency, looking down from the sky at this moment, one could see a series of spherical golden lights flashing on the ground, almost forming a line!
The sound of shattering glass was endless.

That was the sound of [Scorched Earth] being beaten to pieces. The punches from the Sun were too strong and too dense, and even the Scorched Earth couldn't keep up with the speed of reorganization.

——But the one who can’t hold on any longer is myself!

Because from the shattered scorched earth, the opponent was holding a sharp blade, and was not at a disadvantage at all. He used the blade to fight against his fist, and fought back fiercely, and forcibly blocked the force of his fist, preventing him from advancing even a bit.

The opponent's [Rendering] is constantly tampering with the properties of the "burning light", allowing it to be easily ignited and burned by fire. However, under the effect of [Prairie Fire], the burning light with tampered properties turned into firewood will in turn further assist the opponent's [Disaster Flame] to invade and sweep.

At every moment, I am getting weaker and the other party is getting stronger.

The power of his fist now was not so much like the endless might of the sun, but more like blowing on a dying candle, allowing it to keep burning, or even burn brighter than usual.

But there is a limit to this breath.

If you fail to defeat your opponent when your fist is still at its peak, then you will definitely lose.

The heavy slash was thrown out and collided with the fist, and both sides slashed and hit again before they could completely stabilize the aftermath of the previous attack.

"Very good. No, very good."

Amid the fight between Huoyan and Zhuoguang, Song Shi gave heartfelt praise.

"——Of all the great sources I have met so far, you can rank in the top 20, no, top 15."

Including the previous life.

The other party's talent and character are also very strong.

Even with [Rendering] and [Practicing the Heart of Casting], he was unable to make the flames of misfortune instantly devour the other party. And after being hit by such a strong flame, the other party's mind was still in a relatively stable state.

He is indeed the seed of this generation of Beiting Defense Front.
——But, that’s it.

Song Shi extinguished the two fires.

Huang Hao suddenly raised his head.

Powerful spiritual energy fluctuations suddenly burst out, with an unparalleled majestic posture, turning the already raging disaster flames into an unprecedented huge wave.

——The other party still has some strength left!
No, after fighting all the way here, Huang Hao could feel that the opponent must still have some strength left, but if he could recover half of his spiritual energy reserves at once, how much of his total [Sparks] would he have?
For the normal third ring [Dayuan], this number is eight.

Then, Huang Hao slowly frowned. As if guessing what he was thinking, Song Shixu knocked once, one, two, three. A red-gold ball of light quietly emerged, like a satellite guarding a star, slowly circling around.

Twenty pieces in total.

Counting the other party's consumption
——Twenty-eight pieces.

Even with Huang Hao's state of mind, ripples appeared at this moment.

"How amazing." The man shook his head slightly: "Your spiritual energy reserves have reached this level."

As a psychic whose psychic skills are derived from the image of the "sun", he has earned the title of "Flaming Sun". His psychic powers have always been known for their grandeur and majestic nature. With the help of [Bright Yang Qi], his psychic energy reserves are extremely abundant and have almost never been exhausted.

But the other party.

The spiritual energy reserve was already very large, coupled with a full twenty fire seeds. If I said that I was "abundant", then the other party was absolutely "magnificent".

The strength of a psychic is, of course, not just determined by his psychic reserves. Psychic skills, combat awareness, practical skills, will, and even the right time, place, and people can all affect his combat effectiveness. It is by no means a simple comparison of size.

A psychic who possesses this "vast" reserve of psychic energy.

It's the other person.

"Nandou. Song Shi."

Huang Hao recited the name, and the surprise in his heart disappeared.

The man raised his eyes and stared at the young man in front of him.

"I never thought that the Corporate Alliance would produce a monster like you."

"Can you remove the words 'Enterprise Alliance'?" Song Shi was startled, then said in a shocking voice: "I am the authentic Dong..."

"Song Shi! The last punch!"

Huang Hao's pupils lit up with golden light, and his lips exhaled a bright Yang Qi. He suddenly shouted: "——The victory or defeat of this battle depends on this!"

boom! boom! boom!
With every roar, a level of [Yaoyang] collapses and shatters.

There were six consecutive sounds, shattering six layers of the sun.

With a desperate momentum, Huang Hao raised one hand, stretched out the five fingers of the other hand, and then clenched them tightly.

Tonight is more dazzling than ever before, a "sun" with golden fire suddenly rises -

All the remaining spiritual energy is burned into this round of "flaming sun" at the same time!
In the burning wind and light, Huang Hao threw a punch.

In the eyes of the onlookers, no so-called punching figures could be seen on the battlefield. They only saw a scorching and hot "sun" that fell forward like a setting sun in the sea.

It fell very slowly, and everyone could clearly capture its descent trajectory. But when they wanted to transmit this clear consciousness to the body and make the body react, they found that they could not move at all.

A rolling heat wave hit us in the face.

In the next moment, in the dead silence as if all sound had been burned out, the pitch-black flames rose against the trend, stagnated for a few moments, and then completely engulfed Yan Yang.

After a long time, the endlessly dazzling flames finally gradually dissipated.

碦。

Huang Hao still maintained his punching posture.

On his neck, a straight sharp blade, after the flames of disaster had faded away, was quietly pressing against it.

"It was quite enjoyable." Song Shi smiled sincerely: "Thank you."

(End of this chapter)