173. Chapter 170 He is on fire! (Thanks to Qishang Bloodshed
Chapter 172 He is on fire! (Thanks to the blood-stained leader of Qi Shang)
"Well"
You Long's expression fell into a brief stagnation.
"What are you"
"boom!"
In the center of the huge martial arts field, the sandstone floor with a diameter of more than ten meters was completely broken, rolled up, and flew into the air.
The demon-like figure from Lu Yuan was in front of You Long in an instant.
He was smiling and his hoarse voice whispered in You Long's ears.
"This is what I am"
"Real breaking of limits!"
"Bang!"
Lu Yuan punched out, and the invisible barrier in the air seemed to be broken directly.
A white air circle visible to the naked eye suddenly spread around.
The white powerful light on Youlong's body flashed
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 buried in gravel and smoke.
"Kaka——"
Lu Yuan twisted his neck slightly, and his perfect second-stage transformation stretched his body 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 stiff, his face pale, and his lips 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 me seemed to become thicker, and an invisible pressure rushed towards my face.
Lu Yuan looked at the figure and slowly emerged a dragon-shaped true meaning that only he could perceive.
I was stunned for a moment.
Then little by little, a child-like smile of pure joy appeared on his face.
He whispered softly to himself.
"very nice."
"laugh--"
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, wearing a pure black combat uniform, and 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 currently 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 are the people?"
The handsome middle-aged man who suddenly barged in came up and asked.
Su Zhaohui didn't even look at him and said impatiently: "Didn't I tell you that you still didn't come out in the assessment?
Find a small bench by yourself and sit next to me."
The handsome middle-aged man frowned, but he quickly chose to obey and moved closer to Su Zhaohui, his eyes quickly falling on the virtual light screen in front of him.
At this time, two figures stood facing each other on the light screen.
The whole body is showing muscles and is in an extremely strong state, which has quite a visual impact.
The handsome middle-aged man stared at the light screen for less than a second before his pupils shrank slightly.
"Unlock the limit-breaking dragon?!"
"This kid can actually push You Long to this point?"
Su Zhaohui chuckled and said, "You didn't see it just now, but You Long was beaten by everyone in the audience.
Let me tell you something, this is the first time I have seen You Long look so embarrassed when he competes with others in pure martial arts."
"Oh, right."
Su Zhaohui paused and added: "This kid's mental limit has also been broken, and it is not an ordinary mental limit. What is it called - brain power?"
"You Long used a trick called dragon sashimi! He learned it after just one glance. It's amazing."
Su Zhaohui half praised and half sincerely sighed.
"It must be a dragon covering itself"
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 to be limit-breakers.
He also possesses the talent of brain power which is said 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 reform or new martial arts, your future will be ten or even a hundred times brighter than that of ordinary people.
this trip
He is worth it!
The handsome middle-aged man's eyes fell on the light screen, and his expression gradually became moving.
"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 speaking, Xinwu A+ who is slightly inferior in strength may not be his opponent.
Even if this kid forces him to unlock and break the limit, is he still planning to use his true intention of martial arts?"
"Isn't this nonsense? You Long can't beat this guy if he doesn't show his true strength."
Su Zhaohui smacked his lips and reached for the wine glass beside him, only to find that the beer in the glass was gone.
He quickly asked the handsome middle-aged man to give way, but the other party ignored him.
His body was glued to the chair as if made of iron, his eyes were focused on the light screen, and his expression was as cold as if he was studying some advanced combat plan.
"Stop fussing.
They started."
The invisible dragon-shaped true meaning enveloped Youlong's body, and a majestic momentum swept the entire place.
"Da da--"
The dragon walked slowly towards the road, accompanied by an invisible wind.
Wherever it goes, the gravel and dust will 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 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.
Sudden
"Bang!" There was a huge explosion.
A huge fist has already 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" sound.
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's a long way away but it doesn't seem to be a surprise.
Because Youlong used the dragon to cover himself to dodge again.
"You boy"
You Long seemed to be angry at Lu Yuan and laughed.
He shook his head, the invisible dragon-shaped true meaning around him whirled, and his whole aura suddenly changed.
In the next second, he suddenly stepped forward and seemed to have covered 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 generosity."
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 word full of shock came out of his mouth.
"Really?!
Have you also entered the true meaning level?
You, you, you are only going to high school this year?!"
"Snapped!"
"Bang!"
"Kacha kacha——"
Su Zhaohui opened his eyes wide and looked at the alloy desk surface where he had a clear palm print and was almost torn apart.
Looking at the handsome middle-aged man in front of him again, he pointed at him and said, "Song Cong, you, you, you"
"I'll make it up to you later"
The handsome middle-aged man didn't even look at him and said directly: "Ten Zhangs from Hong Kong."
"call--"
Su Zhaohui breathed out a heavy breath in his chest, "You'd better keep your word."
He turned his head, and then the handsome middle-aged man showed a shocked and amazed expression.
"I really mean it"
Su Zhaohui clicked his tongue and sighed: "This kid is crazy!
Born with double limitations, the true meaning of ancient martial arts
In the future, if he is loaded with a nano-mechanical suit and several powerful new weapons,
It’s like a flying bear!”
"It's not easy to break through the S-level barrier, and not everyone can be a Flying Bear General."
The handsome middle-aged Song Cong couldn't help but refute, but he immediately pursed his lips and said with burning eyes: "But he is indeed a one-in-a-million top recruit.
He has strong combat power, strong talent, and a flexible mind. With a little training, he will become a strong warrior.
With hard training, the Golden Bear can be expected, and it is very possible to join the ranks of the top few Golden Bear guards."
"Are you going to say next that you are the best person to train him?
This one-in-a-million, top-notch new blood is the best for you, but is it useless for anyone else?"
Su Zhaohui continued what Song Cong said.
Song Cong nodded, then shook his head: "You are only half right.
I'm not his best teacher.
But I lead the team into the evil mystical realm at least ten times every year, and he will definitely grow faster by following me than by following other golden bears."
"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 should show some sincerity first. 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 it take to have the opportunity to produce such a one?
When the assessment results come out, how many people will rush to get it?
These are 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 crypt."
Before Song Cong finished speaking, he was immediately interrupted by Su Zhaohui.
"I don't follow the path of biochemical transformation and evil martial arts. The pile of junk on your body is of no use to me."
Su Zhaohui waved his hand, looked at the light curtain, and laughed and said: "Besides, this assessment is 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.
"OK."
"Look, You Long is going to lose, don't miss the most exciting scene."
Su Chaohui 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 Youlong will lose?
Even if this kid understood the true meaning, the inheritance level of the ancient martial arts he learned and the time it took to enter the true meaning are incomparable to You Long.
You Long’s winning rate in this battle is as high as 87%.”
"hey-hey."
Su Zhaohui laughed twice, picked up the wine glass at hand and slowly took a sip, then Youyou said: "Then do you want to make a bet?
Let’s see who wins in the end?”
"Um?"
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?"
"Don't you understand this?"
Su Zhaohui stared at the virtual light screen in front of him, with an inexplicable look floating on his face.
He sighed deeply: "Usually this kind of young passionate plot
It is almost inevitable for the strong men of the older generation to be defeated and used as a stepping stone.
Don't say that the winning rate you calculated is 87%, even if it is 99%
You Long will definitely lose this battle!
Because, this kid is on fire!
Lao Song!"
"Well"
Because many readers have made comments, 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!)
