Chapter 330: Conan was so scared he wanted to pee

Since there was a reward, Akaso Kaze began to think seriously.

To get a high score, things like punching posture and angle don't matter; they can only improve the result a little bit.

The only things that matter are strength and speed.

Speed, well, that's not hard.

As long as he casts the Gale Technique on his arm, he can reach any speed he wants.

But strength isn't that easy.

Too high a speed requires very high physical strength.

If he can't protect his arm, even if he hits a high score, it will lead to torn skin and flesh, and maybe even a fracture.

Wasting an arm for a game is too stupid.

How can he protect his arm?

Akaso Kaze suddenly had a thought.

Right, I can use magical creatures.

Attach the Mist Tengu to the outside of his arm, let it turn into transparent mist, and it can form a buffer.

All the force received will be borne by the Mist Tengu.

Even if there is any loss, it will only be the consumption of magic power.

However, the very front of the boxing surface receives the most violent impact.

I'm afraid the Mist Tengu, turned into a thin sheet, won't be able to bear it all.

Is there any way to form a buffer?

Looking at the thick boxing gloves, Akaso Kaze suddenly had an idea.

Looking into his space, there was just a soul that looked like it had been blown up, like a balloon.

That was Pisco, who he had just obtained.

You're the one; using you as a meat cushion, there will definitely be no problem.

Under everyone's gaze, Akaso Kaze raised his fist.

"Huh, Lord Akaso, you haven't put on the boxing gloves yet."

Ueda Koji, who was nearby, reminded him.

"Boxing gloves? What kind of real man uses boxing gloves!"

Akaso Kaze said calmly.

Everyone around was stunned.

That's a badass thing to say.

But without boxing gloves, won't he hurt his hand?

The force-measuring panel is an iron plate, after all.

Conan had a forehead full of black lines.

You talk so big, and in the end, if you only hit two or three hundred, let's see where you'll put your face then.

Akaso Kaze didn't care what everyone was thinking.

He began to cast spells, release pets, and release souls in order.

Intermediate Magic: Gale Technique!

Rolling air flowed rapidly over his arm.

The Mist Tengu turned into a transparent thin mist and wrapped around his arm.

Pisco's soul was placed in front of his fist.

Everything was ready, Akaso Kaze let out a roar, and his fist smashed fiercely onto the force-measuring panel.

Clang!

The entire exhibition hall felt a shake.

This punch wasn't just the speed caused by the Gale Technique, the strength provided by the Mist Tengu, but also the explosive force generated by Pisco's soul being crushed.

The combination of three forces finally produced tremendous power.

The entire exhibition hall was silent.

Everyone widened their eyes, their mouths hanging open, unable to close them at all.

They saw the force-measuring panel bend backward, with a clear circular fist print in the middle.

It never bounced back.

On the ground, cracks appeared where the fixing bolts were.

If it hadn't been buried deeper for safety during construction, I'm afraid the machine would have been blown away.

The machine made a strange squeaking sound, not at all like it was congratulating, but more like a miserable groan.

The somewhat deformed large screen displayed a value...

1000! ===== CHAPTER 332 =====