The Ultimate Borer

Chapter 422 Old Friend

"You think you're sure to win?"

A confident smile played across Fang Mu's lips. As soon as he finished speaking, his aura suddenly surged, no longer concealing it. Powerful air currents swept outward from him, causing the hems of his clothes on the ground to flutter wildly.

His combat power index soared like a rocket, starting from point , breaking through point , and finally stopping steadily at point .

"what?"

Black Dragon's eyes widened, his face filled with shock and disbelief. His pupils contracted sharply, as if he had seen something beyond his comprehension.

At this moment, a strong sense of unreality surged in his heart, and he couldn't help muttering to himself.

"Is this still China? When did the combat power index of the supernatural travelers in the Golden Time and Space become so high?"

Black Dragon's thoughts drifted back to his past. He remembered that when he was 28 years old, he was still struggling in the middle level of the martial arts world and encountered obstacles everywhere.

He did not begin to emerge until he was 35 years old, and at the age of 45, he ascended the throne of the supreme martial artist with the help of various conspiracies.

Fang Mu in front of him is only 28 years old, but he possesses such terrifying combat power. As long as he does not encounter any accidents, it is almost inevitable that he will become the real leader of the Golden Time and Space in the future.

"No way, the class teacher is so strong?"

"This combat power index... I can't see where the peak is at all?"

"Such a terrifying aura, as if facing the abyss!"

……

A strong fear surged in Black Dragon's heart, but his years of experience in the martial arts world quickly calmed him down. He knew that if he didn't resist, he would die.

"The Dark Emperor grants me the power of darkness (magic words)"

A purple magic ball the size of a millstone condensed on the black dragon's palm and rushed towards Fang Mu.

"It's just a trick, watch me destroy it with one shot! "Overlord: Destroy the World"!"

Fang Mu thrust out with his spear, and thousands of spear beams burst out from the tip of the Overlord World-Destroying Spear, like exploding fireworks, beautiful and dangerous.

"No, I can't stop this move!"

The black dragon felt the stinging sensation on his skin and immediately put up a protective shield to try to block Fang Mu's attack.

However, Fang Mu's spear blast was as fierce as a violent storm. Even though Black Dragon had a shield to block it, the spear's power was too strong, and he was still pierced all over, with blood gushing out continuously.

"You're still pretty tough, come again!"

Before the Black Dragon could recover, Fang Mu thrust out another spear. This time, it was faster and more powerful, with a sharp whistling sound filling the air.

The Black Dragon knew his life was hanging by a thread, so he unleashed his full might, unleashing his full fighting power without reservation. In an instant, terrifying magical power spread outward from him, illuminating the surroundings with a bluish-purple hue.

"help me!"

Black Dragon watched Fang Mu's spear tip immediately break through his defense, and immediately shouted loudly without caring about his face.

Black Dragon felt bitter. He was still working for "someone," and the tasks assigned by him were not only difficult, but the support he received was also pitifully minimal. For example, he only received one bottle of the powerful "Hellish Vision Essence."

"No one's coming back to save you!"

Fang Mu thrust the tip of his spear forward fiercely. If possible, he wanted to kill the Black Dragon right there and then. The tip of Fang Mu's spear was about to pierce the Black Dragon's chest.

At this critical moment, a figure appeared behind Fang Mu like a ghost. This person was so fast that it was almost impossible to see his movements.

He leaped high and punched Fang Mu in the back, the wind whistling and carrying a powerful force.

Fang Mu reacted extremely quickly. The moment he sensed the danger behind him, he quickly jumped forward and avoided the fatal punch.

Then he turned around and was shocked when he saw the face of the person who came.

……

As everyone finished playing the final note of "Ophir's Sin," the black smoke that had been emanating from Zhong Wanjun's body finally dissipated. He fainted from exhaustion and fell to the side.

Wang Dadong was extremely anxious and didn't care about anything else. He was about to rush over to check on Fang Mu's condition, but he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the face confronting Fang Mu.

"Little rain?!"

Wang Dadong's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief. He had never imagined that he would see Ding Xiaoyu here.

However, the "Ding Xiaoyu" in front of him exuded an aura that made Wang Dadong feel strange and frightened, which made him feel confused.

Fang Mu stared closely at the "Ding Xiaoyu" in front of him. He noticed that the other party's fist was slightly deformed. His previous blow was quite powerful and an ordinary person would not be able to take it easily.

But the man before him not only took it, but even with his metacarpal bone dislocated, his expression didn't change at all. Fang Mu couldn't even sense a trace of life in him.

"Martial Corpse?"

Fang Mu's heart sank as he instantly realized the seriousness of the situation. At this moment, an idea suddenly flashed through his mind, and after carefully examining the corpse before him, he couldn't help but blurt it out.

"You're not Ding Xiaoyu! Are you Zhang Jiao?!"

Fang Mu quickly guessed the identity of this martial corpse.

At this time, the Black Dragon saw that the situation was not good and tried to escape in the chaos.

Fang Mu reacted extremely quickly, his combat power index exploded instantly. He flashed and immediately teleported to the direction where the black dragon escaped, ready to stop him.

However, as Fang Mu teleported, "Ding Xiaoyu", the martial corpse transformed by Zhang Jiao, also teleported in an attempt to stop Fang Mu.

Zhang Jiao (War Corpse state), combat power index points!

"Go away!"

Fang Mu shouted loudly and hurled his spear with a fierce momentum, instantly blocking the Black Dragon's path. Then, Fang Mu kicked Zhang Jiao with such force that Zhang Jiao flew back, tumbling several times in the air before landing heavily on the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

"Fang Mu, what's going on?"

Wang Dadong put down his guitar and quickly took out his dragon-patterned wok, ready to support Fang Mu. However, Fang Mu stopped him just in time. Even if Wang Dadong had a physique that could only grow stronger when facing stronger opponents, he wouldn't be able to intervene in a fight of this magnitude.

"This guy is the martial corpse of 'someone'. Before this, he was considered a friend of mine!"

Fang Mu stared at Heilong and Zhang Jiao while explaining to Wang Dadong. Heilong was so frightened by Fang Mu's shot that his face turned pale. Meanwhile, Zhang Jiao, covered in wounds, ignored his injuries and stood up as if nothing had happened, his eyes revealing a cold, murderous look.

"Don't worry, he's not Ding Xiaoyu, nor is he the leader of Jiuwu. He's their avatars in other time and space."

To reassure Wang Dadong, Fang Mu further explained. He then glanced at Xiu again, using his eyes to reassure him.