I’m A Wasteland Giant

Du Gang was a little dazed, dumbfounded and said: "Fight them now?"

I have just advanced to the god level, and I haven't even mastered the power at this stage, so I have to fight against a group of people who have been gods for a long time, and even reached the peak.

What's more, these people still beat the crowd, they were killed from many gods, and each of them is a contemporary king.

On the side, Yao Zu smiled and grabbed Du Gang's shoulder, "Let's go!"

In the next second, the two of them disappeared in place in an instant, and when they reappeared, they were already tens of thousands of miles away.

When Du Gang's eyes blurred and he saw the situation in front of him again, he was taken aback for a moment.

At this moment, in front of him are tens of thousands of people. These people are all looking at him with curiosity, doubt, and admiration, and he is on a high platform.

Beside him, the ancestor of the Yao family was nowhere to be seen, he was the only one in the entire high platform.

Anxiety, nervousness, confusion and a lot of emotions just arise spontaneously.

It's really not that he is not calm enough, but that there are countless people in all directions, standing around him, all of them are lower than the platform where he is, looking at him with burning eyes.

Most of these people are god-level, and only a few are true gods.

As for the existence of the god king level, there is no such thing on the ground, but he sensed some traces on the sky.

"Du Gang, you are finally here!"

A voice that seemed to have been expected for a long time spread from the audience.

Du Gang heard the reputation and looked over.

A man in a purple brocade robe with cloud patterns was looking at him excitedly.

"My name is Fu Rusheng, the champion of the divine power group this time."

This is my opponent!

Du Gang nodded slightly, and said hello. At the same time, his eyes turned to the person standing on the same side as this Fu Rusheng.

A man with very obvious features, sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks, and monkey hair all over his body, is obviously a member of the Dou Zhan Saint Clan.

Seeing Du Gang looking over, this person also showed a smile on his face, "Hey, my name is Sun Wukong, and I am the winner of the God Body group this time!"

Sun Wukong?

Du Gang was stunned, and subconsciously looked at him twice more.

The man from the fighting saint clan named Sun Wukong laughed again, and then explained: "Wukong, these two words are the titles that represent the strongest of our peers among our fighting saint clan!"

"In each generation, a Wukong will be elected. This is both a title and an honor. Our ancestors are Sun Wukong!"

Du Gang was stunned.

He just said, before the god level met a Monkey King, and now at the god level, he met another one.

Feelings, Sun Wukong, who really reflects the heavens, is actually the ancestor of their Fighting Saint Clan, and the others have just won the honorary title of the clan.

He nodded, and subconsciously glanced at Sun Wukong's golden body, which looked stiff, then turned to look at the person next to him.

The third man is a man dressed in gentle and elegant clothes, with a very gentle face, as if everything in the world deserves to be treated equally by him.

"Tai Sui Spirit Clan, the winners of this soul group, will represent all contestants in the soul group, and fight with you!"

It's an honor to fight against the strongest of the three groups, soul, body, and power, respectively!

On the side, Sun Wukong of the Fighting Saint Clan listened, looked at the other people under the high platform, and said loudly: "Don't worry about the god body group, this king will definitely go all out to grab the title of the world's number one god body!" !"

Although he was speaking to everyone, his gaze was fixed on a young man with dragon horns from the Qingjiaolong tribe. Obviously, there was a little bit of discord between the two of them.

"snort!"

The Longjiao boy snorted and turned his head away.

Seeing this scene, Du Gang suddenly realized.

Each of the eighteen clans in the ancient city has a heaven-level kung fu method at the bottom of the box. You must know that this was created by the Supreme, so it is not so easy for them to find it.

Therefore, he has been wondering where these exercises come from.

Looking at it now, there are a total of eighteen hundred strong protoss in Nanhuang, just right, corresponding to the eighteen clans in the ancient city.

However, the four clans of Qingjiaolong, Zitianying, Douzhansheng, and Taisui are related to the ancient city by marriage, and the other fourteen are related to the inheritance of skills.

And the three groups of soul, power, and body happened to be won by the strongest race in these three aspects.

On the divine body side, the Dou Zhan Saint Clan has always been known for their physical strength. It is normal to suppress the Qing Jiaolong Clan and win the championship in the end.

As for the divine power, the Fu family itself is the existence that tops the mainland in the business of spells, and it is normal to win this group of champions if they can play with all their divine power.

The only thing that surprised him was the soul group, which was actually taken down by the Taisui Spirit Race. He didn't know much about this race, but he thought it was a relatively low-key and not that powerful race.

Looking at it now, any one of the top 100 protoss clans has the advantage of its bloodline.

Apart from their three clans, the other fifteen clans are not weak. It can only be said that in the individual competition, these three clans are dominant.

If we say that the strongest is the Fu family, then the Zitianying family and other families stationed in the center of the mainland.

And the Qingjiaolong clan occupies the southernmost sea area and dominates that sea area.

The other ethnic groups are in the same situation, in the position of hegemony in a single area.

"Brother Du, this time, the three of us will fight with you. If any one of us can win you, he will receive the same cultivation level of resources as yours. Of course, the three separate resources are soul, power, and body..."

With a smile on his face, Fu Rusheng looked at Du Gang eager to try.

Not only him, but also the other two.

Unlike Du Gang, who doesn't understand the accumulation of resources in the entire Southern Wilderness, the three of them, including the thousands of god-level powerhouses standing and watching below, all know clearly that being a Southern Wilderness, they want to use all their resources to cultivate When alone, even a pig can take off.

Before Du Gang could nod his head, Monkey King of the Dou Zhan Sheng Clan hurriedly jumped to the front.

"I'm in a hurry, I'll go first!"

After a few moments, he stood in front of Du Gang, and without even saying hello, he punched him.

When the others saw this, they couldn't help shaking their heads, but Fu Rusheng and the strong Taisui spirit quickly jumped off the platform, leaving the battlefield to the two of them.

"Buzz!"

Just when only Du Gang and Monkey King were left on the field, the arena suddenly changed, and a special barrier suddenly appeared, completely covering the entire arena.

From the outside, the ring is still the same, but the two people in the ring seem to have gone to another time and space, becoming unreal.

In the next second, the two people on the arena, like projections, were projected into the entire sky in an instant, magnified tens of thousands of times in equal proportions, for people to watch the battle.

Needless to say, this three-dimensional technology must have been created by Tianji Pavilion and the ancient city.

within the enchantment.

Du Gang reacted instantly at the moment Sun Wukong made his move, and slapped him with a slap, slapping his fist away.

If we talk about the three groups of soul, power, and body, he is most uncertain about the group of soul and power, because although these two are not weak, they are not strong either.

On the contrary, he is more confident about the divine body. The reason is naturally because his body is the body of an ancient god and has been awakened.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

In one second, the two fought hundreds of times in a row, punching to the flesh, and neither could do anything to the other.

"Good fight!"

Sun Wukong looked excited and yelled, like a child bumping into a fun toy.

Looking at this scene, Du Gang was a little dumbfounded.

God knows how long this Heavenly God-level Sun Wukong has cultivated to this level, maybe how many billions of years old, but in the end, he is still so frizzy.

"I'm going to use weapons, bare hands are not my strong point!"

Sun Wukong stepped back a certain distance in a gap, looked at Du Gang with a smile and said.

Du Gang also showed a smile, nodded slightly, and said, "Just right, bare hands are not my strong point, I plan to use weapons too!"

"Okay, let's see, which one of us is stronger!" Hearing this, Du Gang couldn't help becoming curious. He wanted to see what the Monkey King's weapon was.

"Golden Cudgel!"

Sun Wukong let out a soft drink, and suddenly, a silver needle slowly drilled out of his ear. When it flew out, it expanded in proportion, and in an instant, it turned into a long stick, which he held in his hand.

"..."

Du Gang stared, "You are also a golden cudgel!"

The Monkey King he met before also had a golden cudgel.

Monkey King in front of him smiled and said, "Just like Wukong's title, the Golden Cudgel is also a title weapon that can only be used by the strongest in the contemporary era."

After Du Gang heard it, he became interested and asked, "What about Gohan, what's the point?!"

Sun Wukong laughed and said, "Gohan is generally one of his peers who has not won the title of strongest but has a certain potential. This title is naturally inferior to Wukong!"

Du Gang nodded, "Understood!"

At the same time, he also shook his ears, and suddenly, an embroidery needle was drilled out of his eardrum.

Like Sun Wukong, his embroidery needle is also golden, and the moment he slowly raises his hand, the embroidery needle turns into an ancient spear.

"Um?!"

Sun Wukong was stunned, he didn't compare, Du Gang actually took the weapon from his ear just like him.

As everyone knows, when Du Gang first shrunk the ancient magic spear and put it in his ears, he learned it from Monkey King in Journey to the West.

Now that the two met, it was fate!

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Monkey King laughed out loud, looking like a hero who cherishes heroes, "Sure enough, the thoughts of the strong are often different..."

"..."

Du Gang was startled for a moment, a little speechless.

He's like telling him that it's not the same, it means something different, not the same...

Sun Wukong didn't care so much, he was very excited, with golden eyes shining, holding a golden cudgel, without saying a word, he threw it at Du Gang.

Seeing this, Du Gang also turned serious, holding a long spear, and started fighting.

The two of them were like this, you came and went, the fight was very lively.

Every blow can cause huge waves. If it is not in the enchantment, all the aftermath will be absorbed by the void. Maybe, just this blow can cause the mountain to collapse.

"One shot to destroy the world!"

Du Gang was well-behaved, and every move came from the inheritance of the ancient gods.

On the other hand, Sun Wukong has never called out the names of moves, and every move and style is very simple.

However, after fighting, Du Gang discovered that the Monkey King on the opposite side was getting stronger as he fought, but looking at himself, he was still tepid.

what happened? !

Why, the opponent will become stronger as he fights? !

The innate supernatural powers of the fighting saints!

Not only that!

Du Gang frowned, he found that the opponent was making some adjustments according to his moves.

Such a terrifying fighting instinct!

He was a little startled, he didn't expect Sun Wukong to have such a terrible learning ability in battle, he was adapting to the attacks of his various unique moves.

how can that be possible? !

This is a trick passed down from the sages and even the supreme, how could it be so simple...

"Clang!"

While thinking this way, the weapon in front of Du Gang was suddenly hit hard, and he retreated involuntarily.

At this juncture, Monkey King unexpectedly found a slight flaw in him and gained the upper hand.

"Look at the fight!"

Monkey King was still excited, holding a golden cudgel and throwing it at Du Gang's head.

Damn it!

Du Gang sighed. In this weapon confrontation, he temporarily lost a move!

Now that he wants to escape, he can only use other means!

Feeling a little helpless in his heart, but he would not admit defeat so easily, so he shouted softly:

"Transform!"

In an instant, his size began to swell.

In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a 100-meter-tall giant.

"Boom!"

Monkey King's previous fatal attack hit Du Gang's toe all at once, causing -1 damage.

"Wow!"

Looking at the giant in front of him, Monkey King couldn't help but get excited.

"Fa Tian Xiang Di!!"

After he yelled, his whole body also swelled up, instantly changing to the 100-meter level with the same size as Du Gang, and then he stopped.

"Hey, I didn't expect, I can do it too, right?!"

Sun Wukong said with a smile on his face like you know what I can do.

Looking at this scene, Du Gang really has a sense of sight when he meets Monkey King in Journey to the West.

However, he didn't think too much, holding the spear in his hand, he attacked again.

He wants to get back the game and win back the half move he lost to Monkey King.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The two giants turned into kings of destruction and smashed the whole world into pieces, shaking the earth and shaking the mountains.

If it weren't for the fact that they were in a certain special field at the moment, the mountains and rivers in the real world would probably be terrible.

This time, Du Gang focused all his attention on the attack, vowing to regain the face he had lost before.

Every move, do your best to maximize the output power.

But unfortunately, in front of him is not an ordinary person, but an existence with the strongest physical strength at the level of a god in the Southern Desolation Continent, the Monkey King of the Fighting Saint Clan.

In this series of fights, the two were evenly matched, and they were inseparable.

However, Du Gang's complexion gradually became gloomy.

The flat wind and autumn colors represent victory leaning towards the opposite side.

Because, the opponent is the Dou Zhan Saint Race, an existence that grows stronger as it fights.

If it continues like this, he will definitely lose!