The two nuclear missiles successively collided with the Watergate hologram, and his aggressive Kujira ship was engulfed in flames amidst the air bombardment by a barrage of B29 bombers, gradually breaking apart and sinking.
As for Huang Ban Sanlang himself, he lay on the deck, sinking into the sea alongside the carrier.
K! O!
The large letters replaced the central square platform.
Brother Dao: "The match is over. Who would have thought that at the very end, President Miles would use the nuclear fist, consecutively hitting Huang Ban Sanlang's vital spots, greatly defeating the carrier's divine fist? It was truly an exhilarating battle, made my blood boil."
Potato: "It's really a pity for the veteran player Huang Ban Sanlang. After all, he hasn't been able to walk out from the shadow of defeat all those years ago. Who knows if, at the age of 150, he can make it to the fifth World Corporation Tournament. Perhaps this was the last battle of his life."
