Chapter six hundred and seventy-eight of the sad and angry Li Wuhuan
Poor Li Wuhuan.
He completely failed to discover the "language trap" in Fu Yang's words.
I have been immersed in the idea of slapping this kid in the face later and making him look embarrassed.
"In that case, let's compare. Anyway, it's deserted here, so let's have a palm fight and compete with mana. How about it?"
Fu Yang put away his smile and looked serious.
"good!"
Li Wuhuan showed a proud smile, knowing that he was sure of victory.
Wang Chao next to him hesitated and wanted to stop him, but in the end he sighed and shook his head.
After all, what Li Wuhuan said did make sense, and he was also very curious... This Fu Yang didn't seem to be as powerful as the information fed back from the other three regions?
"It's okay. Anyway, it's just a competition of the strength of the magic power in the body, and Xiao Li has suppressed his strength to the same level. There shouldn't be any big problems."
Wang Chao thought to himself, and then looked at the two people with the surrounding entourage.
Fu Yang and Li Wuhuan were seen standing face to face. Then, the magic power in their bodies began to circulate, and a powerful aura filled the air.
Take action at the same time!
This Li Wuhuan is worthy of the nickname "Little Li Flying Sword", although I don't know what type of magic he practices, whether it is Buddha or Tao.
But when he made a move, his aura was actually extremely sharp. It made people feel chills in their body, as if the magic power was condensed into a sharp blade, giving the illusion that the opponent's whole body would be sliced open by a flying knife.
But Fu Yang remained unfazed. He still had time to laugh: "Brother Li, it was you who asked me to use all my strength, and you suppressed me to the middle stage of Sanlu Zhenren. Then you don't blame me!"
Bang bang bang!
Fu Yang's heart jumped suddenly, and the ghost power in his body surged. It concentrated in the palm of his hand, and the shadow of black scales on his arm flashed away. Then he pushed it out with a flat palm.
boom!
Fu Yang and Li Wuhuan's palms collided, and the place immediately stirred up gusts of wind, with transparent ripples spreading in all directions.
at the same time.
Li Wuhuan felt a terrifying force that he could not resist at all, with a domineering, violent and aloof aura that looked down on all living beings. He was like a small boat in a violent storm, unable to withstand it.
"How can it be……"
Bang!
Li Wuhuan flew backwards for several meters and hit a row of leather sofa chairs.
The huge kinetic energy knocked over an entire row of chairs, and he himself fell to the ground at the same time.
Then he rolled out like a rubber ball for several meters. He used his hands and feet to grab the ground and shift his center of gravity, and then managed to stabilize his body and stop rolling.
In such a state of embarrassment!
The right hand that had slapped Fu Yang was still red, aching, and seemed to be swollen.
He jumped up from the ground like a carp.
He stared at Fu Yang with a look of extreme horror.
"You, you, you...how could you do that? You are obviously at the middle stage of Sanlu Zhenren, there is no way you are so much better than me!"
Li Wuhuan felt that his world view was about to be subverted.
Indeed, no matter in the Zero Group Central Headquarters or even in the entire supernatural world, at his age, having such strength can be regarded as a genius. Moreover, under the same cultivation level, he has never lost, always relying on
With a handsome and feminine appearance, he pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger, and then defeats his opponent.
That's why among the young people at the Zero Group Central Headquarters, Li Wuhuan has the joking title of "King of Face Slapping". He himself is quite proud of this on weekdays.
But I never expected it!
Today the "Slap King" was actually slapped in the face by someone else.
And it was in front of his boss Wang Chao, and with so many zero team members. The sound was so crisp and sweet.
He stood there, his face flushed.
Clenching his fists tightly, he gritted his teeth and waited for Fu Yang: "Fu Yang, you are cheating! You are not a middle-level Sanlu master at all."
ah?
Fu Yang deliberately showed an innocent and confused expression on his face and said it in surprise.
"Brother Li, have you misunderstood? My Maoshan Taoist skills are indeed at the middle stage of Sanlu Zhenren's cultivation. But I never said that my real combat power in fighting is at this level. If I attack with all my strength, even though it is better than four
Lu Zhenren is still close to reaching his peak, but the other party must not be able to kill me."
"So I was wondering just now, why did you propose to suppress your realm to the middle stage of Sanlu Zhenren, but let me use all my strength? It is indeed very confusing."
"But I think the new arrival may be due to some strange rules of the Zero Group's capital headquarters? There's no way to refute it. You see, I repeatedly confirmed this with Brother Li before the competition. Do you want me to go all out? You
Say it with certainty..."
As he spoke, he deliberately showed an awkward smile, as if he was apologetic because he used too much force just now to knock Li Wuhuan away.
Although Fu Yang looks honest, he does have a gentle and generous personality.
But people have bullied them to the point of being bullied, so if they don’t fight back and slap them in the face, they’d be a fool!
"Nima! Fake...I, I, I, you, you, you..."
Li Wuhuan couldn't control himself and started swearing. He couldn't even speak clearly.
His lungs were indeed about to burst with anger. White smoke was almost coming out of his head!
Now I hear Fu Yang say these words and look at the other person's innocent expression.
If he didn't know that he was being tricked by this newcomer named Fu Yang, then his life for the past twenty years would have been in vain.
Li Wuhuan is known as the face-slapping king who pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger every day.
This time I really dressed up as a pig! The opponent was not a tiger, but a cunning poisonous dragon...
"Hmph! You pretended to be a pig to eat the tiger, you were cheating. Today I admit defeat, let's wait and see! I'm leaving first."
Li Wuhuan vented his dissatisfaction with a child after losing a fight, turned around and left.
Wang Chao quickly winked at some staff members wearing black clothes next to him, and four or five of them chased after him - after all, Li Wuhuan also had a very high rank, although his temper was a bit childish.
At the same time, Wang Chao was also shocked!
Only then did he understand why the three regions of East China, Southwest China, and South China were fighting so hard for Fu Yang. He was indeed a worthy man despite his great reputation!
"You are so young, you actually have such strength! What's more, it's rare that you haven't been snatched away by those Buddhist and Taoist sects and joined our zero group. It seems that our country is in a period of prosperity and prosperity."
Wang Chao felt happy.
Then he looked at Fu Yang and Wei Ke sincerely, and apologized with a helpless smile.
"Xiao Li is actually not a bad boy. He is just a little domineering and overly arrogant. Please don't take it too seriously. As his direct superior, I will apologize to you."
Wei Ke still looked like a cold queen and nodded lightly.
Fu Yang smiled brightly and waved his hand: "Mr. Wang Chao is worrying too much. Brother Li is also dedicated to serving the public good." (First update)