Chapter 137 King Kong is not bad and shows off his supernatural power, infinitely floating in the ai
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San Wei Jiang
Chapter 137 King Kong is not bad and shows off his supernatural power, infinitely floating in the air and blasting Yan
"you……"
Yan was beaten and ridiculed by the group, and was extremely depressed.
But he couldn't refute it, and could only accept the anger of the masses aggrievedly.
The appearance of Yuan Lang did cause him to miss an opportunity to confess his love, but will those who say it listen?
On the contrary, it was him, a soul king who shot a freshman, and it was his fault no matter what.
If he knew that Yuan Lang had so many people supporting him, he wouldn't come here to cause trouble even if he was killed.
The attack on Yuan Lang has already aroused public outrage. If he attacks the crowd again, he will inevitably be submerged in the vast ocean of attacks from his juniors and girls.
But if he didn't make a move and went back in despair, he might become the laughing stock of the inner courtyard in the future.
This made Yan feel awkward for a while.
"Bang~"
However, at this moment, a hand broke through the bricks and poked out from behind the collapsed wall.
Attracted the eyes of the originally angry crowd.
"Crash~"
A large number of bricks spread out to both sides, and a figure stood up from the ruins.
Stepping to the outside.
"Yuan Lang, it's Yuan Lang, he's still alive."
The primary school girl watched Yuan Lang stepping out, her eyes were full of surprises, and she exclaimed excitedly.
"Damn it, it's amazing. A 26th-level great soul master forcibly resisted the attack of a 50th-level soul king. How strong is this body!"
A senior couldn't help sighing.
"It's more than that! Judging by his appearance, he seems to have no wounds except for some damage to his clothes."
There were even sharp-eyed people who discovered something unusual and exclaimed in surprise.
"Hiss, the hard-resistant soul king was not injured by the attack, how is this possible?"
Being reminded like this, the people around all gasped.
It's incredible that the great soul master can fight against the soul king, but it's outrageous that he hasn't been injured yet.
"Good boy, I almost forgot that he swallowed the Strange Velvet Babel Chrysanthemum."
Ghost Douluo upstairs let out a long breath and said.
Just seeing Yuan Lang being blasted into the dormitory, he was really worried about Yuan Lang's safety.
Now it seems that his worries are completely unnecessary.
Qi Rong Tong Tian Chrysanthemum is an immortal spirit grass, and the vajra indestructible body tempered cannot be broken by the soul king's flame at all.
Although Yuan Lang is much weaker than Na Yan in terms of soul power.
But it is almost impossible for Na Yan to kill Yuan Lang.
"What!? You...you survived a full blow from my Granite Rock, how is that possible?"
Not to mention the crowd watching the battle, even Yan who personally attacked was stunned.
Seeing Yuan Lang walking out of the ruins, he was shocked and unbelievable.
If he hadn't launched the attack himself, no one would have believed that anyone told him that there are such resistant people in this world.
It's obviously 26 levels different from him, but it's unbelievable that he can resist his all-out Granite Rock attack.
"It was a great game just now! Wouldn't it be rude if I didn't show courtesy?"
"Especially, you ruined my dormitory. I am very angry now, and the consequences are very serious."
Yuan Lang clenched his fists tightly, his soul power was shaken, the dust on his body was shaken away, and the murderous look appeared on his handsome face with distinct water chestnut angles.
"Yuan Lang is mighty!"
"Come on, Yuan Lang!"
……
The cheerleaders who originally celebrated the Wuhundian team appeared around the battlefield at some time, waving the colored balls in their hands, dancing hot dances, and crazily cheering for Yuan Lang.
"Come on, elementary school boy! Fuck this bastard to death and win honor for our outer court."
……
Infected by the cheerleaders, the surrounding crowd also shouted to cheer for Yuan Lang.
"Oh! Interesting."
"I want to see how you are rude to me."
"The consequences are so serious."
Faced with the murderous Yuan Lang's threat, Yan didn't take it seriously, instead he showed disdain and provocatively.
He is the soul king of level 52, and he is also the golden generation of the Wuhun Temple.
Just a level 26 great soul master.
Even if he accidentally absorbs a 2000 year spirit ring and forcibly pulls his spirit power to level 36.
I don't know what kind of thing was used to temper the body and resist his attack.
Can't compete with the soul king.
This is the level gap, even if it is crushed, he can crush Yuan Lang to death.
"Bang~"
Yuan Lang didn't talk nonsense, and stepped on the ground with both feet.
The whole person turned into an afterimage like an arrow leaving the string, rushing towards Na Yan.
"He is an earth attribute soul master, don't get close!"
Seeing that Yuan Lang was about to fight Na Yan, the seniors around hurriedly reminded him.
The difference in level is huge, but you still take the initiative to get close, isn't it like a sheep going into a tiger's mouth?
"Good come."
Yan was originally a melee fighter, but when he saw Yuan Lang rushing, not only was he not afraid, but a cruel smile appeared on his face.
He directly raised his granite arm, and blasted Yuan Lang head-on.
He is confident that with just one blow, Yuan Lang can be blown away like just now.
No matter how strong Yuan Lang's body is, there must be a limit, as long as he hits a few more times, Yuan Lang can still be knocked down.
"Innocent."
In the face of Yan's unchanging attacks.
The corner of Yuan Lang's mouth turned upwards. Before Na Yan made a move, he had already used the quantum computer martial arts deduction, and knew all the information about Yan's attack direction, strength, path, etc. in advance.
During the charge, he twisted his foot, instantly staggered away from his fist, and rushed to Yan's body in a flash, almost face to face with Yan at close range.
"What!? Dodge, dodge."
Yan looked at Yuan Lang who was close at hand, and was startled.
He never expected that Yuan Lang would be able to dodge such a quick attack.
Yuan Lang was not polite either, and directly punched Yan's chin with his Dragon Rising Fist.
"Bang~"
Yan just shot with all his strength, and he had no time to withdraw his defense, so he could only watch Yuan Lang's fist hit him hard on the chin from bottom to top.
Even Yan, who was attacked at such a close range, was blown backwards.
The open mouth closed suddenly, almost biting his tongue.
"Hey~ It's terrible, Yuan Lang actually dodged Yan's attack."
"Not only dodged, but also fought back."
"A coincidence?"
……
Seeing that Yuan Lang's speed was obviously not as good as Yan's, he still dodged the attack and even fought back.
The students at the scene were in an uproar.
"Bastard, court death!"
Yan had never suffered such a big loss in close combat, and was furious.
Put away your contempt.
At the moment when his head was thrown back, he suddenly raised his foot, facing Yuan Lang with a knee.
Such a short distance, and such a big gap between the two sides.
He was confident that he could knock Yuan Lang on his knee until he vomited blood.
However, under the deduction of the quantum computer, no action can be fooled by Yuan Lang.
The moment Yan raised the idea of counterattack, Yuan Lang had already caught it in advance.
Before Yan raised his feet, he turned his body one step, avoided Yan's knee attack, and came behind Yan.
"not good!"
Yan realized something was wrong and turned back quickly, but it was still too late.
When he turned his head, Yuan Lang was already short, and he swept his foot out, hitting his only foot that touched the ground.
For a moment, Yan felt as if his right foot was hit by a steel bar.
He staggered, lost his balance, and fell to the ground.
Yan finally retracted his arm, ready to support the ground.
However, Yuan Lang lay down on the ground in the process of sweeping.
With both feet together, he kicked Yan's belly hard.
The unlucky Yan was kicked into the air by a terrifying force before his hands touched the ground.
The next horrible scene appeared.
Yuan Lang launched a frenzied attack on Na Yan. Every time Yan was about to land, Yuan Lang would kick him back into the sky like a football.
Even though Na Yan was of a higher level and stronger than Yuan Lang, he couldn't use his strength in the air because he couldn't use it at all.
A generation of soul kings, the arrogance of the inner courtyard of the Wuhun Temple, earth attributes are invincible on land, but they never have a chance to touch the ground.
He could only feel aggrieved and was kicked by Yuan Lang as a football.
No resistance.
Everyone on the scene was stunned.
(End of this chapter)
"you……"
Yan was beaten and ridiculed by the group, and was extremely depressed.
But he couldn't refute it, and could only accept the anger of the masses aggrievedly.
The appearance of Yuan Lang did cause him to miss an opportunity to confess his love, but will those who say it listen?
On the contrary, it was him, a soul king who shot a freshman, and it was his fault no matter what.
If he knew that Yuan Lang had so many people supporting him, he wouldn't come here to cause trouble even if he was killed.
The attack on Yuan Lang has already aroused public outrage. If he attacks the crowd again, he will inevitably be submerged in the vast ocean of attacks from his juniors and girls.
But if he didn't make a move and went back in despair, he might become the laughing stock of the inner courtyard in the future.
This made Yan feel awkward for a while.
"Bang~"
However, at this moment, a hand broke through the bricks and poked out from behind the collapsed wall.
Attracted the eyes of the originally angry crowd.
"Crash~"
A large number of bricks spread out to both sides, and a figure stood up from the ruins.
Stepping to the outside.
"Yuan Lang, it's Yuan Lang, he's still alive."
The primary school girl watched Yuan Lang stepping out, her eyes were full of surprises, and she exclaimed excitedly.
"Damn it, it's amazing. A 26th-level great soul master forcibly resisted the attack of a 50th-level soul king. How strong is this body!"
A senior couldn't help sighing.
"It's more than that! Judging by his appearance, he seems to have no wounds except for some damage to his clothes."
There were even sharp-eyed people who discovered something unusual and exclaimed in surprise.
"Hiss, the hard-resistant soul king was not injured by the attack, how is this possible?"
Being reminded like this, the people around all gasped.
It's incredible that the great soul master can fight against the soul king, but it's outrageous that he hasn't been injured yet.
"Good boy, I almost forgot that he swallowed the Strange Velvet Babel Chrysanthemum."
Ghost Douluo upstairs let out a long breath and said.
Just seeing Yuan Lang being blasted into the dormitory, he was really worried about Yuan Lang's safety.
Now it seems that his worries are completely unnecessary.
Qi Rong Tong Tian Chrysanthemum is an immortal spirit grass, and the vajra indestructible body tempered cannot be broken by the soul king's flame at all.
Although Yuan Lang is much weaker than Na Yan in terms of soul power.
But it is almost impossible for Na Yan to kill Yuan Lang.
"What!? You...you survived a full blow from my Granite Rock, how is that possible?"
Not to mention the crowd watching the battle, even Yan who personally attacked was stunned.
Seeing Yuan Lang walking out of the ruins, he was shocked and unbelievable.
If he hadn't launched the attack himself, no one would have believed that anyone told him that there are such resistant people in this world.
It's obviously 26 levels different from him, but it's unbelievable that he can resist his all-out Granite Rock attack.
"It was a great game just now! Wouldn't it be rude if I didn't show courtesy?"
"Especially, you ruined my dormitory. I am very angry now, and the consequences are very serious."
Yuan Lang clenched his fists tightly, his soul power was shaken, the dust on his body was shaken away, and the murderous look appeared on his handsome face with distinct water chestnut angles.
"Yuan Lang is mighty!"
"Come on, Yuan Lang!"
……
The cheerleaders who originally celebrated the Wuhundian team appeared around the battlefield at some time, waving the colored balls in their hands, dancing hot dances, and crazily cheering for Yuan Lang.
"Come on, elementary school boy! Fuck this bastard to death and win honor for our outer court."
……
Infected by the cheerleaders, the surrounding crowd also shouted to cheer for Yuan Lang.
"Oh! Interesting."
"I want to see how you are rude to me."
"The consequences are so serious."
Faced with the murderous Yuan Lang's threat, Yan didn't take it seriously, instead he showed disdain and provocatively.
He is the soul king of level 52, and he is also the golden generation of the Wuhun Temple.
Just a level 26 great soul master.
Even if he accidentally absorbs a 2000 year spirit ring and forcibly pulls his spirit power to level 36.
I don't know what kind of thing was used to temper the body and resist his attack.
Can't compete with the soul king.
This is the level gap, even if it is crushed, he can crush Yuan Lang to death.
"Bang~"
Yuan Lang didn't talk nonsense, and stepped on the ground with both feet.
The whole person turned into an afterimage like an arrow leaving the string, rushing towards Na Yan.
"He is an earth attribute soul master, don't get close!"
Seeing that Yuan Lang was about to fight Na Yan, the seniors around hurriedly reminded him.
The difference in level is huge, but you still take the initiative to get close, isn't it like a sheep going into a tiger's mouth?
"Good come."
Yan was originally a melee fighter, but when he saw Yuan Lang rushing, not only was he not afraid, but a cruel smile appeared on his face.
He directly raised his granite arm, and blasted Yuan Lang head-on.
He is confident that with just one blow, Yuan Lang can be blown away like just now.
No matter how strong Yuan Lang's body is, there must be a limit, as long as he hits a few more times, Yuan Lang can still be knocked down.
"Innocent."
In the face of Yan's unchanging attacks.
The corner of Yuan Lang's mouth turned upwards. Before Na Yan made a move, he had already used the quantum computer martial arts deduction, and knew all the information about Yan's attack direction, strength, path, etc. in advance.
During the charge, he twisted his foot, instantly staggered away from his fist, and rushed to Yan's body in a flash, almost face to face with Yan at close range.
"What!? Dodge, dodge."
Yan looked at Yuan Lang who was close at hand, and was startled.
He never expected that Yuan Lang would be able to dodge such a quick attack.
Yuan Lang was not polite either, and directly punched Yan's chin with his Dragon Rising Fist.
"Bang~"
Yan just shot with all his strength, and he had no time to withdraw his defense, so he could only watch Yuan Lang's fist hit him hard on the chin from bottom to top.
Even Yan, who was attacked at such a close range, was blown backwards.
The open mouth closed suddenly, almost biting his tongue.
"Hey~ It's terrible, Yuan Lang actually dodged Yan's attack."
"Not only dodged, but also fought back."
"A coincidence?"
……
Seeing that Yuan Lang's speed was obviously not as good as Yan's, he still dodged the attack and even fought back.
The students at the scene were in an uproar.
"Bastard, court death!"
Yan had never suffered such a big loss in close combat, and was furious.
Put away your contempt.
At the moment when his head was thrown back, he suddenly raised his foot, facing Yuan Lang with a knee.
Such a short distance, and such a big gap between the two sides.
He was confident that he could knock Yuan Lang on his knee until he vomited blood.
However, under the deduction of the quantum computer, no action can be fooled by Yuan Lang.
The moment Yan raised the idea of counterattack, Yuan Lang had already caught it in advance.
Before Yan raised his feet, he turned his body one step, avoided Yan's knee attack, and came behind Yan.
"not good!"
Yan realized something was wrong and turned back quickly, but it was still too late.
When he turned his head, Yuan Lang was already short, and he swept his foot out, hitting his only foot that touched the ground.
For a moment, Yan felt as if his right foot was hit by a steel bar.
He staggered, lost his balance, and fell to the ground.
Yan finally retracted his arm, ready to support the ground.
However, Yuan Lang lay down on the ground in the process of sweeping.
With both feet together, he kicked Yan's belly hard.
The unlucky Yan was kicked into the air by a terrifying force before his hands touched the ground.
The next horrible scene appeared.
Yuan Lang launched a frenzied attack on Na Yan. Every time Yan was about to land, Yuan Lang would kick him back into the sky like a football.
Even though Na Yan was of a higher level and stronger than Yuan Lang, he couldn't use his strength in the air because he couldn't use it at all.
A generation of soul kings, the arrogance of the inner courtyard of the Wuhun Temple, earth attributes are invincible on land, but they never have a chance to touch the ground.
He could only feel aggrieved and was kicked by Yuan Lang as a football.
No resistance.
Everyone on the scene was stunned.
(End of this chapter)
