As Wang Haifeng almost roared, the giant pestle struck down.
"Spiral Explosion!"
"Golden Dragon Arm!"
"Fire Hammer!"
"Bang bang"
Ye Wenlong used almost all his power. His fist and the summoned fire hammer hit the giant pestle at the same time, but he only felt that his power seemed very small. He seemed to be facing a huge giant.
mountain peak!
"Ouch!"
Ye Wenlong roared loudly and tried his best to use all his strength to resist this huge crushing force. His eyes widened, the muscles on his face were ferocious, the veins on his neck were bulging, and his whole body was shaking violently, while the suspended strike in the air
The giant pestle underneath was only trembling slightly.
He still underestimated the world's good warriors. The small vajra mudra formed by Wang Haifeng's burning essence and blood gave him a feeling of being powerless.
"Puffy"
The ground under Ye Wenlong's feet exploded under the strong pressure, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth. His body bowed slightly under this huge force.
"Buzz buzz~~"
Above the giant pestle, there was a violent buzzing sound, and wisps of golden light surged down. Ye Wenlong's body continued to sink, and his two eyes almost jumped out of their sockets.
"Could it be that the last battle will end with my defeat?" Although Ye Wenlong's physical pain was incomparable, the unwillingness in his heart made him even more uncomfortable.
"No, I, Ye Wenlong, will never admit defeat like this!" Ye Wenlong's unwilling roar rang in his heart. His strong and unyielding will, his determination to move forward, and his perseverance to never give up turned into mysterious forces that spread throughout his body.
In the mist of his nearly exhausted Shanfu Shanli, black energy suddenly erupted and spread all over his body. Every muscle, every inch of his skin, every cell, there were bursts of energy at the same time.
With the sound of thunder, wisps of black energy sprang out from the depths of his body, and then merged with the black energy spewing out of Shanfu, converging crazily towards his right fist.
At that moment, there was a black electric arc flashing on Ye Wenlong's fist. There was terrifying power in the arc. Ye Wenlong felt that his whole body was like being wrapped by thunder and lightning, with violent and majestic power.
Everything was concentrated on his right fist.
"Doujin, blast!"
Almost without any hesitation, Ye Wenlong retracted his fist and then smashed it out. Black dark gold light shone on his fist, and violent ripples spread out from his fist.
"Bang"
"Bang"
"Bang bang bang bang bang"
Seven consecutive punches struck the ten-foot giant pestle like lightning. The violent black gold light continued to swallow the giant pestle. The giant pestle showed cracks and was about to explode at any time.
"King Kong Demon Slayer, Azole!"
Wang Haifeng's face changed greatly, he bit the tip of his tongue again, and another mouthful of blood spurted onto the giant pestle. With a buzzing sound, the giant pestle flourished again, and the mountainous pressure crushed it down again. However, Wang Haifeng's face was already extremely pale.
Not a trace of blood.
"puff"
Ye Wenlong spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and his mind suddenly became clear, as if he was fused with some mysterious force between heaven and earth. At the same time, he felt bursts of sound coming from behind a portal in Shanfu.
The sound of thunder.
Thunder rolled, and he used thunder as his hand to attack the portal. The powerful force of the lightning strike shattered the portal almost the moment he realized the power. The debris of the portal did not scatter away, but turned into a black
The liquid submerged into his Shanfu Shanli mist, and the portal immediately disappeared without a trace.
"Black Thunder Good Power!"
Following that sudden enlightenment, the majestic black thunder and good power between heaven and earth surged in like a tidal wave, pouring into his body from his nose, and rushed into the mist of the good house in his chest.
Ye Wenlong struggled to separate a ray of his mind to observe the situation of the Shanli fog, but he was shocked to find that in the center of the fog, a forty-petal lotus appeared. The lotus looked illusory, but one of the
The petals were in a crystal clear black liquid state. The good black thunder power poured into his body was pouring into the petals continuously, and then turned into majestic black energy that surged from his meridians to his fist arms.
The pressure on his fist suddenly disappeared, and the powerful and violent black thunder power filled his fist. Its momentum was growing at a terrifying speed, and in an instant it was similar to the giant vajra pestle sacrificed by Wang Haifeng.
"How could this happen?" Ye Wenlong was surprised and happy.
Fortunately, one of the forty gates of his Shanfu has been opened, which indicates that he has officially entered the ranks of respected warriors;
Surprisingly, his method of breaking up a household and advancing to the next level was completely different from the good power cultivation system mentioned by Zhao Xuerou:
First, his first good house door was not broken from the outside, but the door itself was broken from within;
Secondly, after the portal of the attribute good power is opened, it should be an independent portal, and use this portal to store the attribute good power. However, after his first portal is opened, it disappears, like a mirror, a flower in the water, disappearing without a trace;
Thirdly, it is good that after the Revered Level, a large amount of the good power of heaven and earth can be absorbed and stored, but the good power should still be in the form of mist. Why is the black thunder good power in his first portal actually in a liquid state?
Fourth, where did the illusory lotus platform in Shan Mansion come from? Why did it transform into one of the petals after the first portal was opened?
However, although he was puzzled, this was not the time for him to think about this in detail. He should first solve the trouble that was no longer a trouble in front of him.
"Doujintongbao, break it for me!"
Ye Wenlong suddenly retracted the fire hammer, and then retracted his fist and punched it out again. Above his fist, the majestic power of black thunder entangled him. The fifth and final form of Douban Fist, Doujin Tongbao, was finally the first
This time it exploded with its due power.
The surging good power condensed into a golden bean of good power that was compressed to the extreme, and exploded the moment it hit the giant vajra pestle.
"boom"
An astonishing loud noise resounded, and the giant vajra pestle persisted in its principle. In less than a breath, the cracks on it spread rapidly, and then exploded. Wild ripples swept forward, forming an eight-flowered flower in the air.
#The explosive mushroom cloud with a diameter of nine meters swept away the ground dozens of meters below.
"boom"
Wang Haifeng flew up upside down, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. It was swept away by the ripples and turned into blood mist and dispersed.
"Bang"
His feet as thick as pillars suddenly stepped back, and he finally stood upright. However, his pale and bloodless face, the blood stains on the corners of his mouth that were not wiped away, and his extremely tired eyes all showed the hard work he had just done.
The aftermath of a single blow and the heavy damage suffered from the backlash.
This kind of severe injury is different from ordinary physical trauma. It is not only due to the overdraft of the energy and spirit of reluctantly using the small hand seal of summoning the Vajra, but also the psychological backlash trauma caused by Ye Wenlong's Jedi counterattack. This kind of trauma cannot be treated by magic medicine.
Healing requires him to continuously strengthen and improve his state of mind through practice before he can heal.
Of course, it is also possible that he will not be able to heal for a lifetime, and then his cultivation will not only not progress further, but will also regress. This is the terrible sequelae of forced use of the summoning technique and the backlash.
Therefore, if ordinary people are not facing a huge threat to their lives, even if they possess this powerful summoning technique, they will not use it easily.
"Boy, I accept my decision today and let this go. Wang will definitely take back the humiliation today." Wang Haifeng stared at Ye Wenlong indifferently, turned around and strode away.
"Who doesn't understand talking about face?" Ye Wenlong sneered and said indifferently to Di Xiaoqiang and others who were running over: "I want to retreat, I'm sorry!"
After that, his figure turned into a shadow and disappeared in front of everyone in an instant. Then everyone saw the door of his dormitory open and close quickly, leaving hundreds of people who wanted to cheer and celebrate but suddenly became stunned.
newborn.
"What's going on?"
"Breaking through in battle, he actually broke through to the level of respect in battle!"
"But he has just been promoted to the beloved level, how can he defeat Wang Haifeng who used the small hand seal of the secret technique of summoning the vajra?"
"You ask me and I ask who to ask, let's go, don't embarrass yourself here, these freshmen will come back to their senses in a while, you just wait to be slobbered on!"
"Yes, leave quickly. The public's anger is hard to quell. Don't become the scapegoat for this guy Wang Haifeng."
After hearing the news, the old students who came over to watch the game quickly ran away while the freshmen were still intoxicated with shock and joy.
"Zhao Xuerou, what's wrong with Boss Ye? We just want to celebrate with him!" Chen Mingchi asked Zhao Xuerou before Di Xiaoqiang could.
After getting along with each other for a few days, the classmates in the first class all knew that among the girls in the class, Zhao Xuerou and Ye Wenlong were the best friends. Moreover, from the words of Di Xiaoqiang and others, they all knew that Zhao Xuerou was extremely knowledgeable and almost incomparable.
He didn't know anything, so even Chen Mingchi, who claimed to be proficient in information and knew everything, didn't dare to be arrogant in front of Zhao Xuerou.
"If the prediction is correct, he should have made a breakthrough in the battle just now, and now he should go back to consolidate his realm." Zhao Xuerou showed pride on his face. The eldest brother can really bring surprises to people every day! However, she faintly
I had a bad premonition and looked up at the boys' dormitory, with a trace of worry in my eyes.
"Breakthrough? Boss Ye, has he broken through to the level of respect?" Chen Mingchi and others were shocked.
"It should be so. Big brother has just made a breakthrough and needs to consolidate his realm. You must not disturb him." Zhao Xuerou said solemnly.
"Don't worry, with Senzi and I guarding you, no one will disturb the boss." Di Xiaoqiang assured, patting his chest.
"I will guard it," Peng Sen said solemnly.
"Then thank you for your hard work." Zhao Xuerou nodded. Di Xiaoqiang and Peng Sen were both brothers of her eldest brother. She didn't say much. After explaining clearly, she turned around and left.
Ye Wenlong is indeed consolidating his realm.
At this time, he was sitting cross-legged on the bed, holding a black shiny stone in his hand. It was the black crystal stone that he accidentally obtained in the cave behind the Black Waterfall in the Black Chalk District of Psychic Star.
After defeating Wang Haifeng's giant vajra pestle, he sensed the energy fluctuations of the black crystal in the space bag, which seemed to have some connection with the power of black thunder in his Shanfu. And at that moment, he clearly felt that the power between heaven and earth was
The good power of Black Thunder was simply unable to meet the demands of the black lotus petals in the Shanfu.