Chapter 172 He is on fire! (Thanks to Qi Shang’s blood-stained alliance leader)
“Uh”
You Long’s expression fell into a brief stagnation.
"What are you..."
"Boom!"
In the center of the huge martial arts field, the gravel floor with a diameter of more than ten meters was completely shattered and rolled over. A
demon-like figure soaring far into the air was in front of Youlong in an instant.
He was smiling, and his hoarse voice sounded low in You Long's ears.
"I am"
"Really breaking the limit!"
"Bang!"
Lu Yuan punched out, as if there was an invisible barrier in the air that was directly broken.
A white air circle visible to the naked eye suddenly spread around.
The white powerful light on Youlong's body flashed for a moment.
Then the whole person flew straight backwards like a sandbag.
It flew a full twenty or thirty meters away, and with a "Boom!" sound, it directly smashed into the outermost wall of the martial arts hall and was drowned by gravel and smoke.
"Kaka—"
Lu Yuan twisted his neck slightly, and his perfect second-stage body stretched freely, making a pleasant sound of bone-to-bone collision.
The terrifying pressure spread like magma waves in all directions, and even the air was slightly distorted.
He strolled towards the place where Youlong disappeared. The strong black bear man who was watching beside him had already retreated to the corner. His body was stiff, his face was pale, and his lips were pursed tightly, for fear that he would make any sound.
"Senior, if you don't show some real skills, I might accidentally beat you to death."
Lu Yuan said casually.
Suddenly
"Boom!"
The pile of rubble in the distance exploded.
Amid the billowing smoke, a strong figure stood quietly.
The air around him seemed to become thicker, and an invisible pressure rushed towards his face.
Lu Yuan looked at the figure and slowly emerged a dragon-shaped true meaning that only he could perceive.
Stunned for a moment.
Then little by little, a child-like smile of pure joy appeared on his face.
He whispered softly to himself.
"That's great."
"Tsk--"
As soon as the office door opened, a figure jumped in like a hurricane.
The person who came was a handsome middle-aged man with a cold face. He was wearing a pure black combat uniform. He was filled with a murderous aura, as if he had just come off a bloody battlefield.
"Su Zhaohui!"
"I'm here, don't yell."
The man whose name was called was sitting at his desk, staring at the virtual light screen without blinking.
The first three buttons of his collar were unbuttoned and his tie hung to one side.
His face was dyed a light red, and he smelled of alcohol.
The whole person looked like he was in a rather excited state, like a middle-aged fan who stayed up late to watch football and got high.
"Where's the person?"
the handsome middle-aged man suddenly came up and asked.
Su Zhaohui didn't even look at him and said impatiently: "Didn't I tell you that you still haven't come out of the assessment?
Find a small bench and sit next to me."
The handsome middle-aged man frowned, but he quickly chose to be obedient. He did as he was told and moved closer to Su Zhaohui, his eyes quickly falling on the virtual light screen in front of him.
At this time, there were two figures standing opposite each other on the light screen.
The whole body is showing muscles and is in an extremely strong state, which is quite visually impactful.
The handsome middle-aged man stared at the light screen for less than a second, and his pupils shrank slightly.
"Unlock You Long in the limit-breaking state?!"
"This kid can actually push You Long to this point?"
Su Zhaohui chuckled and said, "You didn't see it just now, You Long was beaten by the whole audience.
Let's talk about it, This is the first time I have seen You Long look so embarrassed when he competes with others in pure martial arts." "
Oh, that's right."
Su Zhaohui paused and added: "This kid's spirit is also broken, and it's not an ordinary spirit broken. What does it seem to be called - the magical power of the brain?"
"You Long used a move of something like dragon sashimi! He learned it after just one glance. It's amazing."
Su Zhaohui sighed half-praisingly and half-sincerely.
"It's the dragon covering his body,"
the handsome middle-aged man murmured in retort, but his eyes were filled with brilliance, and even his breathing became a little faster.
Twins are born limit breakers.
He also possesses the talent of brain power which is rumored to be miraculous in ancient martial arts circles!
This is much better than what he expected.
Merely breaking the limits of the physical body is nothing.
But coupled with a spiritual and intellectual level of excellence, the meaning is completely different.
The latter is much more malleable.
The potential is also fully maximized.
In the future, whether you take the route of transformation or new martial arts, your future will be ten or even a hundred times brighter than that of ordinary people.
This trip
was worth it!
The handsome middle-aged man's eyes fell on the light screen, and his expression gradually became emotional.
"You Long is the head coach of Huang Xiong's ancient martial arts, and he is an A+ fighting master with pure martial arts.
Generally, A+ new martial arts with slightly inferior strength may not be his opponent.
This kid just forces him to unlock and break the limit, he is Are you planning to use your true martial arts skills?"
"Isn't this nonsense? You Long can't defeat this guy without his true strength."
Su Zhaohui smacked his lips and reached out to grab the wine glass beside him, only to realize that the beer in the glass was empty. .
He quickly asked the handsome middle-aged man to give way, but the other party ignored him.
His figure was glued to the chair as if made of iron, his eyes focused on the light screen, and his expression was as cold as if he was studying some advanced combat plan.
"Stop messing around.
They've started."
The invisible dragon-shaped true meaning enveloped Youlong's body, and a majestic momentum swept the entire place.
"Da-da--"
Youlong walked slowly towards Luyuan, accompanied by an invisible wind.
Wherever it goes, gravel and dust automatically separate to both sides.
The black hair on Lu Yuan's back was raised back. He narrowed his eyes slightly and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, as if he was enjoying this suppressed feeling.
"You can withstand three moves under my hand."
You Long looked at Lu Yuan calmly, without any emotion on his face.
"I'll count you on for passing this task."
"Thank you, senior."
Lu Yuan clasped his hands together and lowered his head slightly, being humble and polite.
When You Long heard this, his eyes immediately became kind, and he was about to say something. Suddenly
there was a loud "Bang!"
A huge fist has arrived.
A white wave of air spread around the fist, and the fierce wind blew You Long's short hair back, sticking close to his scalp.
There was a loud "boom".
Lu Yuan's fist missed, and the squeezed and twisted air turned into an invisible shock wave, directly making a huge dent in the ground where it landed.
It seemed like there was no surprise that the road was far away.
Because Youlong used the dragon to cover himself to dodge again.
"You kid!"
You Long seemed to be annoyed by Lu Yuan and laughed.
He shook his head, the invisible dragon-shaped true meaning around him swirled, and his whole aura suddenly changed.
The next second he suddenly stepped forward, seemingly covering a distance of tens of meters in two steps.
"Long Xingyun!"
You Long Pingping punched Lu Yuan.
The true meaning of the dragon shape around him suddenly took off, accompanied by a strong white light of power. In a trance, Lu Yuan seemed to really see a white dragon tumbling and rustling in the clouds.
"Thank you, senior, for your generous help."
Lu Yuan murmured.
The breath around Youlong suddenly stagnated.
The next second, Lu Yuan laughed loudly, and with his black hair dancing wildly, he ran towards the dragon.
While walking, a huge momentum rose from the ground, instantly breaking through the field enveloped by Youlong's true meaning.
You Long's pupils shrank sharply, and his punching hand seemed to shake violently.
With a moved look on his face, a sentence full of shock came out of his mouth.
"True meaning?!
You have also entered the true meaning level?
You, you, you, what grade of high school did you just go to this year?!"
" Crack
! " Clear palm prints and an almost torn alloy desk surface. Looking at the handsome middle-aged man in front of him again, he pointed at him, "Song Cong, you... you... you..." "I'll pay you back later." The handsome middle-aged man didn't even look at him, and said directly: "Ten Zhang Honggang's ." "Huh -" Su Zhaohui breathed out after a breath of turbidity in his chest, "You'd better keep your word." He turned his head, and then followed the handsome middle-aged man to show a shocked and amazed expression. "True meaning," Su Zhaohui clicked his tongue and sighed: "This kid is crazy! He was born with two broken limits. If the ancient martial arts true meaning is to load him with a nano-mechanical suit and implant a few powerful new weapons, it will be like this . There is hope for the Flying Bear!" "S-level gates are not easy to break through, and not everyone can be a Flying Bear general." Handsome middle-aged Song Cong couldn't help but retort, but immediately pursed his lips and spoke with burning eyes. Said: "However, he is indeed a top-notch new blood who is one in a million. He has strong combat power, strong talent, and a flexible mind. With a little training, he will be a strong man. With hard training, he can be expected to be a golden bear, and he is very likely to be among the best. "The top handful of Golden Bear Guards" "Are you going to say that you are the most suitable person to train him? This top new blood, one in a million, is the best for you. Are everyone else blind?" Su Zhaohui continued what Song Cong said. Song Cong nodded, then shook his head: "You are only half right. I am not the best teacher to train him. But I lead the team into the evil mystical realm at least ten times a year. He follows me. It is definitely better than following other golden people." Bears grow faster." "It makes sense, Old Song. I can't refute your reason at all." Su Zhaohui gave Song Cong a thumbs up and praised him without hesitation. Song Cong smiled slightly and said: "Then give it to me?" "I'll give you a punch." Su Zhaohui rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Friends are friends. If you want this new blood, you have to give me some first." Be sincere, this thing is not a big cabbage, you can grab a lot of it from the ground. How many years and generations of new blood will have the opportunity to produce such a thing. When the assessment results come out, how many people will rush to get it. This can all be seen Tangible future performance, even thighs." Song Cong frowned, "Then what do you want? Draw a path. This time I grabbed one in the secret realm of the underground cave." Song Cong hadn't finished speaking. , was immediately interrupted by Su Zhaohui. "I don't follow the path of biochemical transformation and evil martial arts, and all the crap you have on you is of no use to me." Su Zhaohui waved his hand, looked at the light screen, and said haha: "Besides, isn't this assessment not over yet? . We will discuss this topic again after the assessment is over and the final evaluation of Lu Yuan's new blood is fully released." Song Cong frowned, but finally nodded. "Okay." "Look, You Long is going to lose, don't miss the most exciting scene." Su Zhaohui greeted Song Cong. Song Cong glanced at him and tapped his temple gently. A large amount of data seemed to flash across his dark eyes. "How do you know that You Long will lose? Even if this kid understands the true meaning, the inheritance level of the ancient martial arts he has learned and the time it takes to enter the true meaning are incomparable to You Long. In this battle, You Long's winning rate is as high as 100% Eighty-seven." "Hehe." Su Zhaohui laughed twice, picked up the wine glass at hand and took a slow sip. Youyou said, "Then do you want to make a bet? Let's see who wins in the end?" "Huh? " Song Cong looked at Su Zhaohui's confident expression and couldn't help but use the auxiliary brain to calculate it again. The result is still the same. "Why are you so confident?" "You don't understand this, right?" Su Zhaohui stared at the virtual light screen in front of him, with an inexplicable look floating on his face. He sighed deeply: "Usually in this kind of youthful and passionate plot, it is almost inevitable that the strong men of the older generation will be defeated as a stepping stone.
Not to mention that the winning rate you calculated is 87%, even if it is 99%
, Youlong will definitely lose this battle!
Because, this kid is on fire!
Lao Song! "
"Uh"
Because many readers have raised their opinions, I plan to adjust the second update time to the morning, and the next update will be posted around 8:30 during the day (it's definitely not that I haven't coded it yet!)
(End of this chapter)