I'm not just human!

The Tefaro puppet first disintegrated into a sky full of starlight, then the starlight condensed in front of Rusconsin. The Tefaro puppet reappeared, and huge bubbles like the starry sky instantly appeared on its body. Then it drew its scimitar and slashed down at Rusconsin.

The painter puppet held the easel in his left hand and the paintbrush in his right, and began to paint Rusconsin, stroke by stroke.

The colors around Rusconsin suddenly became vibrant, full of the texture of oil paint, as if to pull him into an anti-realistic oil painting once again.

As for the Laughing Clown Puppet, it instantly split into three, each wielding a chilling emerald dagger, and charged towards Rusconsin, their figures quickly disappearing into the air.

In addition, there are Alexander the Puppet's Magic Mechanical Cannon, Michel the Puppet's Black Abyss Wrecking Ball, and Cotter the Puppet's Skyfire Projectile...

The seven puppets, replicas of angel-level overlords or top-tier angel overlords, all used the same killer moves they had used near the sea area of ​​the Sun Volcano or on the metal arena!

Every killing move looked so realistic that, apart from the person himself, almost no one else could tell the difference between the real and the fake!

If it weren't for the fact that those seven puppets were indeed puppets, with joints on their bodies and their faces pieced together, everyone would almost think that these seven angel-level overlords were attacking Ruscondor together!

"The one-act actor is really going all out."

Tefaro sighed slightly, even though the one-act actor was manipulating a puppet that was almost identical to Him, and even using His original secret technique of the Gate of Stars, Star Bubble, and the divine battle technique of High Dimensional Cutting.

However, Tefaro could still sense the significant difference, so he didn't care too much.

What He cares about is Rusconsin's true strength.

Faced with a one-act actor's almost all-out attack, how will Rusconsin respond?

Xia Fa didn't say anything, while closely watching the battle on the stage, but the image of Ruscond's dark finger covered with tentacles and eyeballs seemed to uncontrollably appear in his mind.

But at that very moment, something completely unexpected happened!

On the metal arena,

Faced with a devastating attack that was almost equivalent to the combined might of seven angel-level overlords or top-tier angel-level overlords, they were overwhelmed.

Ruscond finally lowered his arms, put his palms together, and clapped them eleven times.

Snapped!

The moment He slammed His palms down, darkness spread from His index fingers, covering both arms with a paint-like black color, from which countless tentacles and eyeballs grew, swaying and turning.

next moment--

With a crisp "ding," it made a very clear sound.

Starting with the Tefalo puppet closest to Ruscond, then the three clown puppets that suddenly appeared in the air, and even the painter puppet in the distance... all seven puppets had solid ice appear on their bodies and froze!

Then, the entire grand and magnificent theater was frozen inside a huge block of ice!

For a fleeting moment, Ruscondra's long, black, spiky hair transformed into flowing white hair, much like the eerie hair of a snow demon.

But almost instantly, it changed back.

His domineering and indifferent gaze narrowed slightly as he looked at a certain spot in the theater, his eyes suddenly flashing with a terrifying red light.

In that instant, the darkness that had only covered His arms extended to His entire upper body, even covering His head!

This caused His inverted triangular upper body to turn completely black, with tentacles swaying wildly all over His body and eyes of all sizes popping out.

This extremely terrifying, bizarre, and chilling scene was so intense that if the golden barrier hadn't flashed and blocked some of the mental impact, many of the low-level superhumans at the fungus, insect, and eagle levels present would have lost control on the spot!

drop--!!!

Two extremely thin red laser beams shot out from Ruscond's eyes, instantly piercing through a certain part of the grand theater.

Click!

The huge block of ice shattered, and the theater shattered along with it. A brown-haired, round-faced, ordinary-looking one-act actor fell out, his brain pierced through, leaving two holes that were both transparent and blackened by the burning.

He had clearly passed out, but the powerful vitality of an angel prevented him from dying completely.

However, that's enough.

He no longer has the ability to fight.

boom! boom! boom!

As the replica puppets exploded and dissipated in the air, the black color of Rusconsin's upper body faded. He glanced coldly at the unconscious one-man actor, then leaped back onto the deck of the pirate ship.

The entire room fell silent.

Three tricks.

No one could have imagined that Rusconsin would defeat the top-tier angel-level overlord, the one-act actor, in just three moves!

Moreover, these three moves also include the one that blocked the magic mechanical cannon!

On the commentary panel.

The commentator stared at Rusconsin's figure with a look of utter disbelief.

It must be said that even as a physical being who has lived for countless years, today's match was absolutely the most exciting and unexpected one He had ever seen!

First, "that one" transformed into Levimir and came to participate in this Super Fighting Grand Prix.

Now, another person has appeared who has mastered the forbidden secret technique of being on the verge of losing control once...

This is a forbidden secret technique prohibited by the nine righteous gods!

Even the commentator himself has only just reached the point of being on the verge of losing control five times!

Of course, He is a physical entity, and like other entities, He dares not cultivate this forbidden secret technique too deeply.

Because these entities are essentially equivalent to...

After calming himself down, the commentator felt increasingly excited, as if he were walking on the edge of an abyss, and picked up the microphone again.

"Ooooooooo!!!"

"What an unexpected match! Rusconzo really did keep his word and took down the one-act actor in just three moves!"

"Therefore, I declare Ruskonjo-Zord the winner of the second match of the third round!"

"So, what's next?"

"The third round, the third match, is..."

"Tefaro, against Cortés!"

But just after he made the announcement, he suddenly saw that on the deck of the pirate ship in the distance, Colter directly reached out his hand to indicate that he was withdrawing from the competition.

It's unclear whether it's because Cotter, as an angel-level overlord, hasn't mastered divine combat techniques and knows he can't defeat Tefaro, or because he was terrified by Ruscond's performance and became disheartened, knowing he had no hope of winning the championship, so he simply gave up.

The commentator paused for a moment, then immediately waved his hand.

"Alright, since Colter has withdrawn from the match, then Tefaro has successfully advanced!"

"According to the rules, there won't be any rest time coming up."

"In that case, the semifinals..."

"Officially begins!!!"

"First, by..."

"Caesar, against the Clown of Laughter!"

Chapter 227 Semifinals: Xia Fa vs. the Laughing Clown! They unexpectedly became relatives during the match? (Part 2)

"It's your turn to go on stage. Good luck, and I hope we can meet in the finals."

Tefal patted Shafa on the shoulder, and for the first time, his cynical, dismissive smile carried a hint of encouragement.

He suddenly leaned close to Shaphat's ear and whispered:

"The divine battle technique of '【The original body does not exist】' is essentially equivalent to giving the Clown of Laughter a few more lives."

“I know you want to ask why. The reason is simple: if His other clones are hidden and He only sends out one clone, that clone is equivalent to 100% of the main body’s strength.”

"But if all three clones move together, each clone will only have one-third of its strength."

“After thinking it over, I think you can either kill His three clones one by one, or trap two of His clones in reality forever, and then lure out the third clone to defeat him.”

"Otherwise, it's difficult to win using any other method."

After saying that, Tefal straightened up, yawned lazily, tears welling in his eyes, and sat back down in the mechanical massage chair.

As He lay down, He let out a comfortable sigh of relief, seemingly having fallen in love with the mechanical massage chair developed by Alexander.

Xia Fa gave Him a grateful look, gripped the tiger-tooth folding knife that had already fallen into his sleeve, and leaped onto the metal arena.

It must be said that the information provided by Tefal was extremely important.

The clown, holding the eerie green dagger in both hands, vanished like smoke with a "bang" and reappeared on the arena.

Semi-finals.

The Golden Beacon Scroll is a supreme divine object that appears only once every few hundred years and was consulted by all nine righteous gods before they became righteous gods.

Now, in this "Super Fighting Grand Prix" that has spectators from all over the universe, the battle for the Golden Beacon Scroll has fallen to the last four people.

They are Caesar, the Laughing Clown, Tefal, and the extremely mysterious and powerful Rusconsin.

The audience held their breath, their eyes wide, completely focused, afraid of missing any detail of the upcoming semi-final.

Caesar, one of the few Silver Throne signatories in the entire history of the universe,

Moreover, he already has the remarkable achievement of defeating the top angel-level overlord Kazimir while at the whale-level, making his feat extremely impressive.

The clown, in a surprising display of skill, defeated the painter effortlessly, seemingly without any real effort.

Who will win between these two?

Some enthusiasts have even brought out secret tools such as "photograph newspapers" and "reproduction cameras" to record this battle that is destined to be recorded in history.

The commentator, now more excited than ever before, grabbed the microphone and roared with passion.

His actions nearly caused the already lively and intense atmosphere to boil over!

"Now that both players are in position..."

"Then, I will make the formal announcement."

"The Battle for the Golden Beacon Scroll, the Super Fighting Grand Prix."

"Semi-finals, Match 1."

"three!"