Antikilla laughed at himself that he was powerless, but he admitted that he had not underestimated Wang Man's strength. If it hadn't been for dozens of layers of shields, he would have been wiped out by now.
Wang Man's strength suddenly increased so much! It was too unexpected. Everyone present had experienced the powerful and perverted Antikilla, but the scene in front of them made Ashe, Elysee, and Warwick forget to clap their hands.
Applaud!
"Who are you? There is no chance that King Yuanwuling will appear in the Zhan Zhan Academy; tell me quickly, what are you here for?" The situation seemed to have changed, and Antikira asked hysterically with a look of horror on his face.
Wang Man was ecstatic, and now he was immersed in beautiful fantasies. At this time, all he was thinking about was boasting, and boasting about the extraordinary nature of his fighting spirit.
"Oh, my dear friend, I should ask you this question. You are not a member of our Zhanzhan Academy, but you show up here to bully the weak. What is your intention?" Wang Man quickly responded to Antikira's questioning.
Ask rhetorically, speak politely, and reveal the sharp edge.
Antikilla suppressed the anger in her heart. This was the first time she heard this comment, and it was said by a spiritual king whose cultivation level was one level lower than hers. This was tolerated, but
Antikilla was unwilling; he knew that the essence of fighting spirit was profound, but it would not be so strong that one move could determine the outcome of the cross-level strength; he always felt that the young man in front of him was not that simple.
A first-order spirit king, even a Yuanwu spirit king, cannot completely suppress a second-order spirit king with his strength. Others don't understand this difference, but Antikira knows it very well; just because the first-order to second-order spirit king
The level is a huge sinkhole, the difference is as big as crossing the sea and floating river, and the sky bird chasing the sun; the many times of attribute strengthening and improvement and the precipitation and dialysis of spiritual power are not comparable to a simple leveling up.
.
In order for a first-level spirit king to advance to the second level, he must undergo multiple attribute enhancements during this period. Each enhancement is a qualitative improvement. In a small way, each enhancement is equivalent to a platform increase in strength, but an attribute enhancement
It takes opportunity, time and saturation of strength!
This means that the second-level spiritual king is achieved after many times of strengthening, while the first-level spiritual king is at best one level higher than the fifth-level top spiritual person. Without being reborn, the real strength is still much higher than that of the spiritual king.
Different.
Because of this, Antikilla was puzzled and had to swallow his anger and express his doubts: "Impossible, you can't defeat me with your strength, it's impossible."
Faced with Antikilla's roar, Wang Man didn't find it strange. He only responded to the opponent's madness with indifference: "How is it impossible? You lost!"
"Haha, I'm not defeated." Antikilla looked ferocious as he quickly stepped forward to pick up his staff and quickly made a defensive posture.
Wang Man snorted coldly, sneered and geared up, and asked: "Really? Don't think that your magic power is deep and your spells are powerful. Facts have proved that I only need to hit you with one more punch and it will be over."
Wang Man moved when he heard the sound and raised his feet slightly. Antikilla reacted greatly. Wang Man was right. As the saying goes, one force can suppress ten. In the face of absolute power, any moves or spells are useless.
nonexistent.
Antikilla would not give Wang Man a chance to strike first. At this time, he was not sure of winning. Suddenly, his staff surrounded him, and the light above his head was sacrificed. The entire field was shaken, and the power of thunder and fire was directed towards him without any rules.
He struck at Wang Man.
In an instant, energy attacks of various attributes forced Wang Man to breathe out his fighting spirit in order to protect himself; Antikira passed by with a sly smile, suddenly removed his own domain space, used Earth to escape ten feet into the ground, and disappeared without a trace.
trace.
The attribute attacks in the private domain were magic attacks unique to the Great Mage. Wang Man's magic resistance was not high enough to use his body to receive the attacks, so it took him a while to use a grudge shield to neutralize the magical energy.
Antiquila's escape came without any warning, and by the time Warwick noticed it, it was already too late.
Wang Man's golden light shone as he stepped forward, and Warwick transformed again to pursue the victory.
"Forget it, stop chasing him. We can't kill him." Wang Man looked at the ground with deep eyes, and his heart was extremely shocked. The close encounter just now allowed him to fully see how powerful the Spirit King was; he was still a big man.
The magister's resistance and defense are terrifyingly high. If he encounters a dragon knight who is good at resistance, he will not be as helpless as fighting against an iron mountain!
Wang Man knew that his so-called killing with one punch was just a threat, but he didn't expect that Antikilla was really frightened; the power of the punch just now was entirely due to the power of this pair of "hill blood-splitting gloves"
The attributes are added to increase the special effects by twice the power, which is really extraordinary!
This time, it was also a good thing that there was the blood-splitting glove, otherwise he would have been buried here with Ai Xi and the others today.
Wang Man did not dare to be careless. The appearance of a second-level spirit king meant that the Demon Spirit Mountain Stream was full of dangers. The more dangerous the place, the longer one should not stay.
Now many questions are appearing in front of Wang Man, including the relationship between Ashe and Jace, the relationship between Ashe and Frank, and the most puzzling thing is that Warwick actually appears in the Demon Spirit Mountain Stream.
Warwick seemed to want to explain something in a situation that could not be described.
Wang Man's mind tightened, his brows furrowed into the character Sichuan, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Someone is coming; follow me and leave here quickly."
Normally, such behavior would be rude, but this time Warwick's presence made it impossible for Wang Man to meet other students. He didn't want to bear the responsibility of having an affair with the wolf clan.
Neither Ashe nor Elysee had time to react. Warwick looked worried. The three of them felt their eyes flicker and were lifted off the ground by a light breath. In one breath, they were back in the den where the wolves gathered.
The werewolves who had been waiting for a long time rushed out one after another and surrounded Wang Man. They were full of hostility when they saw Ai Xi and Elysee.
After Warwick looked at her and failed to do anything, he yelled without knowing what he could do: "Brothers, kowtow to our queen quickly."
"What? Emperor, Queen?" Some people were quite puzzled in private, whispering to each other, looking anxiously at Wang Man from time to time, hoping to get a more definite answer.
Wang Man's face turned sharp, and he felt complicated at the moment, but he saw werewolves everywhere kneeling down to pay homage.
This generous gift made Ai Xi's face turn red, anxious and ashamed, and she hid behind Elysee and did not dare to show her face.
The atmosphere was peaceful and warm. Warwick spared no effort to explain. Only then did many brothers understand the outline, but what they knew was a great and loyal love story, which was completely different from the scene in Arenas many years ago.
Wang Man admired Warwick's ability to make up stories. He never expected that this paranoid and entangled Warwick was actually a master at resolving emotional disputes. After some of his adding insult to injury, Wang Man smiled from ear to ear and stretched out his hand to pull Aixi.
to the chest.
"Your Highness is mighty, Your Highness is mighty!" The werewolves around him cheered, welcoming their great master at this moment.
Elysee stood in the crowd blankly. The smile she forced on her face could not hide her inner disappointment. She had been targeting Ai Xi and always envied Ai Xi, but at this moment, she seemed a bit redundant.
Elysee was enjoying the joy here, and her flower-like smile was filled with unfair anger.
After being happy for a long time, the werewolf became quiet.
Wang Man pulled Ai Xi aside and tried to talk to him several times, but he didn't know how to talk about his next plan.
"Brother, you don't have to worry about it. Whatever you want to do, just go for it boldly." Ai Xi took the lead and reminded softly, her eyebrows brightened and her eyes moistened, looking as beautiful as ever.
Wang Man looked closely at this woman who made him feel relaxed and happy, and felt that Ai Xi was even more sensible than him.
"Mei, Uncle Warwick is here to pick me up. I think the wolves are the same as the humans. They have feelings and friendship. All species in this world are equal. They should not be oppressed or destroyed.
Peace cannot help the evildoers, right?"
"Brother, please stop talking. I know this; I support you." Ai Xi's soft words between cherry red lips were like a shot in the arm, stimulating Wang Man's soul.
Ai Xi is a woman who understands justice! Wang Man knows that, but facing such a woman, he still has many unspeakable words and endless feelings.
"Mei, there is something I don't know whether I should say."
"Tell me, what's the matter?"
Wang Man whined for a long time, and finally said: "Amei, do you mind that I am a beast? Do you look down on us?"
"How could it be? What are you thinking? Didn't you just say that we are all equal? Besides, you are a beast, a righteous beast king, and the patron saint of mankind." Ai Xi is an innocent woman, and soon
Reminiscent of the scene where all beasts are boundless and breaks through the darkness, who can understand the girl's thoughts? Wang Man grinned.
"Mei, I'm just talking about my future plans. I don't plan to leave so early. I'll go back to Arenas after it's over."
"Okay, okay, I've missed my mother and brother for a long time." As Ai Xi spoke, her eyes were red and swollen. Wang Man quickly put an end to the tearful topic, turned around and walked towards the werewolf team.
Three times, five times five times two times, Wang Man sent a message to Warwick, telling him about the dangers here and that he still had something to do. Finally, he did not forget to remind Elysee of her existence and signaled for Warwick to take the others and leave first.
Warwick has no doubts about Wang Man's decision; he has also witnessed the strength of the wolf lord with his own eyes, and it is true that most werewolves here will only add unnecessary burdens.
"Warwick, I will find you soon." Wang Man smiled, waved his robe, opened the Elysee and asked for the location of other teams.
Warwick was a discerning man and immediately led the werewolf team back along the original route.