socalfunplaces Chapter 270 How can we say we have no clothes? We share the same robes!
Chapter 270 How can we say we have no clothes? We share the same robes!
"Is it over?"
I don't think so.
In the distance, in the huge basin-like crater that had been blasted directly into the flat ground, everyone lay low to the ground.
After dodging the first and most direct shockwave, they dared to peek out slightly.
As an enhanced ability user, Li Feng stood at the forefront, holding up a shield to serve as the first line of defense.
As for the five brothers of Wan Zhongxia behind them, they had already picked up their teammate Eleven and started to retreat to the rear.
If we can't even win this, then we'll have no choice but to retreat temporarily.
"I have another trick up my sleeve, but... it has a time limit."
The leader of Wan Zhong Xia stood side by side with Li Feng.
Amadeus Zhao refused his help, and with one hand conjured a suit of Iron Man armor to support himself once more.
He hasn't lost his ability to fight yet.
As for the person behind him, Lin Lie had long since exhausted his true energy, and even his limbs were extremely strained.
The cyclone was also exhausted. Whether it was the initial fight, the suppression, or even the final defense, it was almost entirely the opponent's strength that carried the entire team!
Shangqi was too close to the bomb's blast point, and even with the help of the cyclone to escape, he was still affected by the blast.
Fortunately, everyone's mental state is relatively stable, but they have exerted themselves too much and are somewhat drained.
The ultimate move Zhongxia mentioned is an extremely unique skill.
A secret shared by the five brothers since childhood—
When necessary, as long as they are of one mind, the five can become one and unleash power far exceeding their original strength!
Even with official assistance, this power can connect the vast majority of people in this land.
You should know that in some comics, he directly gathered the power of 1.4 billion people and shattered Captain America's shield with a single punch!
Although he hasn't reached the pinnacle yet, this is the limit of what he can do.
"it is good."
Li Feng exhaled a breath of stale air, his gaze fixed on the dark figure slowly emerging from the billowing smoke.
The clanging sound of metal striking rock, one after another.
The Ruyi Jingu Bang (the magic staff) touched the ground, each step as steady as if it were stepping on everyone's heart.
The rock, already compressed to its limit, couldn't even form an obstacle in the face of this surging power. With just a light touch, it crumbled into sand and fell to the ground with a soft rustling sound.
However, for the golden figure standing proudly in the cave, all of this seemed perfectly natural.
"Great Sage," Li Feng asked warily, his weapon still in his hand, his tone probing and guarded, "what do you look like now?"
The warrior beside him also assumed a fighting stance, his muscles tense, ready to pounce at any moment.
Sun Wukong found it amusing.
To be honest, the power of that final explosion was truly terrifying; even his clone was brought to the brink of death due to internal damage.
In theory, if he wanted to, he could easily repair his clones and continue fighting.
But the fact that the other party could do this much was far beyond his expectations.
Its golden fur swayed slightly in the morning breeze, and its fiery eyes blinked, revealing a rare gentleness.
"Don't worry, I'm fine now. That explosion just now cleared my head."
While complaining and cursing the guy who went through all that trouble, he tried to look like he had just woken up and casually put away the golden cudgel.
The stick made a low hum as it went into the ear.
"Okay, okay. Great Sage, I just hope all of this is true."
The power of childhood idols is undeniable.
Having confirmed that the other party had regained their senses, and seeing their kind demeanor, they certainly didn't seem like a truly wicked person.
Moreover, before setting off, Hanlu had casually mentioned that the other party had once protected China and was an ally.
Li Feng took a deep breath and finally chose to trust the person in front of him.
"Super Soldier Company, retreat!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Lie collapsed onto the ground, panting heavily. He looked as if he had been pulled out of the water, with sweat mixed with dust streaming down his forehead. "Finally... I can rest for a while..." His voice was so hoarse that it was almost inaudible.
Shang Qi, being more elegant, slowly sat down against a tree and began to quickly treat the injury on his thigh.
He bit his lip, veins bulging on his forehead, but he didn't utter a sound of pain.
The cyclone, having exhausted its last bit of power, was trembling all over.
As the assistant who helped throughout the process, she only felt something throbbing in her chest, constantly healing her injuries, while also feeling a warm sensation that made her feel close to them.
The five brothers of Wan Zhongxia, who had formed a circle, began to disperse.
Amadeus Zhao's steel armor made a clicking mechanical sound as it performed self-repair.
The sunlight, of all times, begins to appear.
Golden rays of light pierced through the clouds, spreading across the entire world, as if drawing a final farewell to this fierce battle.
As the team leader, Li Feng naturally cannot relax now.
"Great Sage." He mustered his courage and walked to Sun Wukong's side. When he moved his wrist, his elbow suddenly hurt, and he couldn't help but cry out inwardly and frown.
Sun Wukong moved closer, his handsome, furry face displaying a casual air.
He exhaled a soft breath—
It was described as a refreshing mist, but it felt more like a thin fog carrying the scent of herbs and trees, drifting over Li Feng's arm.
In the blink of an eye, my sore arm was completely healed.
Li Feng was stunned for a moment, subconsciously moved his joints a few times, and then clenched his fist tightly. Only after confirming that it really didn't hurt anymore did he show a surprised expression.
"It's just a small trick, don't worry about it."
Sun Wukong waved his hand, but in his heart he was thinking - actually he didn't know this move, but who told him that Hanlu had stacked so many buffs on him, and he learned it by doing so.
Li Feng snapped out of his reverie and returned to his initial question. He looked directly at Sun Wukong and asked earnestly, "Great Sage, do you know what has been happening in the world recently?"
Sun Wukong nodded, his golden eyes gleaming with a profound depth that had been accumulated over thousands of years in the morning light.
"I know many stories from this era."
His tone became unusually serious. "Even if some parts are different from what I remember, as long as this land is still China, protecting it is my inescapable responsibility, no matter where I am."
That so-called giant snake... well, it's a bit troublesome, but not insurmountable.
After he finished speaking, he patted his chest, the muscles beneath his hair making a dull thud.
Li Feng's eyes lit up, and he almost blurted out, "That's great! Why don't you join the Super Soldier Company?"
This request was bold, and even he himself knew it was somewhat presumptuous.
But he knew in his heart that such a terrifying existence, if left outside, might become a high-end combat force, but if it got out of control, the consequences would be unimaginable.
But if you put it next to them...
At least, they're keeping an eye on things.
Moreover, he also urgently needs a super-strong combat force to shoulder the heavy responsibility.
He finally understood that most of the people on their side had unique skills, but their average level was just too low.
Upon hearing this suggestion, Sun Wukong tilted his head, as if confirming something.
His gaze swept across Li Feng's face, then over Lin Lie, who was slumped on the ground panting heavily, then over Shang Qi, who was bandaging his wounds, then over the faintly glowing vortex on his chest, then over the five brothers who were gathered in a circle, and then over the steel armor that was undergoing self-repair.
The morning breeze brushed against his hair, and the golden cudgel hidden in his ear trembled slightly, as if in response to something.
Then, Sun Wukong looked up at the sky and laughed loudly.
The laughter was bold and unrestrained, so loud that the surrounding pebbles trembled slightly and the air seemed to resonate with it.
"Hahaha—okay!" He laughed so hard that wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes, his voice carrying a kind of inexplicable satisfaction. "Let's just say I'm honoring my bet."
It's hard to say what Sun Wukong meant by making such a statement.
But there's still a chance, isn't there?
Sun Wukong turned around and faced east. The golden light on the horizon grew brighter and brighter, as if someone had spread a layer of scorching silk across the sky.
He took a deep breath and suddenly began to sing, his voice deep and resonant, each word seeming to have rolled through his chest before being uttered:
"How can we say we have no clothes? We share our robes with you!"
The singing carried an ancient yet intense power, causing everyone present to involuntarily stop what they were doing.
Li Feng's humanities background was quite good, and upon hearing this, he almost instinctively continued the conversation.
His voice was lower than Sun Wukong's, but equally firm and powerful, as if responding to a call from a thousand years ago:
"The king is raising an army; let us prepare our spears and shields—"
As soon as he said it, he was stunned for a moment, and then he exchanged a glance with Sun Wukong.
In the morning light, the monkey grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, and laughed like a child.
Li Feng also laughed, his eyes turning slightly red, and a little blood seeped from the dry, cracked wound at the corner of his mouth.
The two of them threw their heads back and burst into laughter at the same time. Their laughter mingled together and echoed across the wasteland where a huge basin had been blasted out, startling a few birds shivering in the morning light in the distance.
Behind him, Lin Lie, panting heavily, couldn't help but laugh and curse, "What a lunatic... so early in the morning."
After treating his wounds, Shang-Chi leaned against a tree trunk, a slight smile playing on his lips.
Qixuan clutched his chest, feeling the pulsating warmth growing stronger, and grinned as well.
The five brothers of Wan Zhongxia looked at each other and smiled in unison.
Amadeus Zhao's Iron Man armor mask popped open, revealing a dusty face that still wore a smile.
The sun finally rose completely above the horizon, and golden rays swept across the sky, as if draping the team, which had just gone through a fierce battle, in a brand new battle robe.
The distant dew still gently stroked the little fox in its arms, but looking at this scene, it was quite moved.
To the little fox's surprise, he pulled out a camera from somewhere and snapped a picture of the scattered figures in the distance.