Chapter 85: The power of killing
With the earthquake of the Eighteenth style, the momentum of the Mutaka has once again increased.
The long stick in his hand, under the urging of the real power, is like a tree with dozens of feet, rising from the sky, and crashing into the sky.
This momentum is seemingly overbearing.
If it is in peacetime, the move of Mutaka will surely attract countless people. However, today, in front of Wang Chen, in the face of extinction, this move seems small and powerless.
After all, the trick of extinction is too powerful and too overbearing.
Calling...
The violent turbulence swept down.
Finally, the annihilation of Wang Chen’s annihilation is on the top of the earthquake!
Booming...
Under a trick, the heavens and the earth are discolored, the roaring sounds, and spread throughout the performance of the martial arts field, so that the entire performance field vibrates and trembles!
咔咔咔...
At the same time, there was a crisp humming sound in the roar.
Under the power of a big attack, the wooden tower is rolling in the sky, the glory is dim, and it is covered by red light in an instant, giving a sharp scream.
蹬蹬蹬...
In this case, the eighteenth model of the earthquake is very small.
Under the birth, the wooden tower lost, and step by step was forced to go backwards.
Every step back, his feet, one deep footprint, as if inlaid into the ground.
Hang...
Forcing the wooden tower to retreat, Wang Chen took advantage of this time, and the last force that killed the sword suddenly broke out! Under the outbreak of this power, suddenly, Mutaka's face suddenly changed.
噗噗...
Suddenly squirted two blood, and the whole person of Mutaka blew out in a snoring sound.
Under the power of this majestic, Mutaka only felt the blood rolling, and the blood could not help but spurt out. His figure flew out a hundred meters in a flash, and he was about to fly out of the ring.
"呔..."
When I saw myself flying out of the ring, Mutaka screamed at this moment, and the hand rolled into the ground and suddenly broke into the figure.
Calling...
The big mouth is breathing, and the face of Mukaka is a little pale. The cockroach erased a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, and Mukaka looked at Wang Chen’s eyes with some sorrow. But soon turned into firm.
A deep breath, he suddenly pulled out the stick that was inserted into the ground: "Look at it!"
Under a rage, he rushed toward Wang Chen again.
Yanchen is very strong, and Mutaka noticed it. However, his wooden taka is not so easy to admit defeat! As long as he has to fight, he will continue to fight.
Calling...
After the execution of a move, Wang Chen gasped and he was close to the limit.
Looking at the wooden tower that was thrown again, Wang Chen flashed a dignity in his eyes.
Obviously, he is now injured. And the injury is not light. However, Mutaka did not give up.
The swaying war, let Wang Chen could not help but admire.
"Come on!"
When watching the wooden tower, Wang Chen took a deep breath and was angry.
After anger, a sword will be cast out again.
This trick is already the limit of Wang Chen. If you are unsuccessful, you will become a man! With a look of resolute despair, Wang Chen’s hands fell out of his sword.
The sword is empty, and everything mourns.
Under a sword, everything trembles.
Mutacard is a big change. In his opinion, Yan Chen was able to display such a powerful move, it should be the limit!
He couldn’t think of Yan Chen’s ability to display such a horrible move.
Feeling the fierce swordsmanship, no less than before, Mutaka's pupils suddenly contracted.
There was a quick turn of his body and he slammed toward the rear. At the same time, the scorpion stick in his hand went up and tried to resist the opponent's attack.
But, unfortunately, the speed of killing a sword is too fast, but when he is ready to escape, it is already late.
The long sword in the hands of Wang Chen is like a dragon. It turns into the length of a hundred feet covering the entire platform, and the overwhelming wooden tower is rushing toward the bottom.
Hang...
Finally, the sword was killed again, and a deafening roar was heard.
哗啦啦......
咔咔咔...
In the roar, there was also a crisp voice.
In the red light of the sky, it is faintly able to see that the yellow light is gradually being swallowed up, and finally, it becomes nothingness.
And in the hands of Mutaka, his goddess, in his screaming sound, turned into pieces and annihilated!
The sacred stick, this Mt. Talka’s stalwart, finally broke down after forcibly resisting two attacks.
噗噗...,
咻咻...
Two bloods were ejected in succession. In a rapid burst of sound, his body flew out in the distance.
At this moment, Mutaka’s face is finally no longer a trace of blood.
The wooden tower was hit, and Wang Chen suddenly recovered the move. If it continues to fall, Mutaka will die!
Under such circumstances, Wang Chen took back the troops of Yuanli, and turned to the soldiers of Yuanli, standing in the mouth of the big mouth and breathing.
His face is also pale, but this pale is the reason why Wang Chen is too powerful.
Eight-door armor closed, Wang Chen bent over, gasping for a big mouth, cold sweat dripping.
Open the five-door armor, use a killing trick, and use it twice in a row to make Wang Chen reach the limit.
Now he has no more strength.
砰...
With the return of Wang Chen’s Yuan Lizhi, Mutaka was also on the ground on the edge of the ring.
Fighting...
After kneeling on the ground, Mutaka squirted a blood again, his face was very white.
Looking at Wang Chen, who was also breathing in front of him, Mitaka showed a bitter smile on his face, and then turned to a face of admiration: "You won, you lost. The coffin Taka, convinced orally!" /
It’s hard to get up, Mutaka looked at Wang Chen’s voice.
Where would he not know, if it wasn’t for Yan Chen’s retraction, he’s now turned into a corpse. Where else will he not know, Yan Chen’s two moves are not what he can resist! He lost and was convinced.
Mutacard is not a loser.
So, dragging the injured body and coming to the front of Yanchen, Mutaka grinned and revealed a trace of sorrow: "The 俺木塔卡 speaks. When you win, the 俺木塔卡 follows you. Mixed!"
Yes, before the game, Mutaka said this. Because in his opinion, Yan Chen could not win.
Now, since Yan Chen won, he naturally will not renege. Followed by Yan Chen, he was convinced.
When I heard the wooden taka, I saw the firm expression of Mitaka, and Wang Chen smiled and smiled very brightly.
"哗..."
On the stage, the battle fell off the curtain, and the stage, at this moment, burst into a burst of silence in the silence.
Everyone is lost, everyone is shocked.
"God, Yanchen won!"
"Is this a man? Demon, enchanting!"
"Damn, this guy... too powerful!"
"Not a person, he is definitely not a person!"
A moment, the arguments came one after another, and everyone was boiling.
Yan Chen wins, this is undoubtedly shaking everyone, so that everyone is incredible! Mutaka, this is the first person in the sixth grade, actually lost?
The first person in the fifth grade defeated the first person in the sixth grade? This is the situation that Baihu College has not seen in a long time, right? It is also a few victories in the history of White Tiger College. They can't calm down.
"Win, this kid won, huh, I didn't expect him to win!"
Not only the stage, but above the high platform, the elders of the White Tiger Academy are also stunned by the elders of Huang. At this moment, he looked at Wang Chen’s eyes, as if he had seen what the baby is.
As for Nie Elder, the corner of the mouth is also rare. It shows a cheerful smile: "Very good, this kid didn't let me down, it made me a big surprise. Hehe..."
Yan Chen, who won the battle, was also unimagined by Huang Elder and Nie Elder.
In their view, Yan Chen can be deadlocked with Mutaka for so long, it is already a very good thing. But want to beat Mutaka? impossible! After all, the wooden tower is too strong. Not only because he is the first person in the sixth grade, but because of the horrible fighting power of Mutaka.
The second person in the sixth grade can't last long under his hands. What about Yan Chen?
So, when Yan Chen chose to challenge the Muta Card, Nie Elder and Huang Elder were inevitably locked.
But, who can think of it, at this moment, he actually won?
Looking at the figure in the middle of the ring, the two elders looked at each other and looked at each other.
Yan Chen, the shock brought to them is too strong. Especially the last two moves! Is it a sword? Sure enough, it is destroying the people.
This sword, if it can be applied to the extreme, is unimaginable.
"Oh, Yanchen, good! Very good! Hahaha... White Tiger College, there is a very good seedling, oh, kid, good, I believe that the old guys of the family will see you and will like it very much. !"
As for the white middle-aged man, Wang Chen, who is watching the middle of the ring, is also smiling.
When everyone talked about it, the enchantment on the ring was removed. Then, the old man who came to the downstairs came to the ring: "The fifth grade Yanchen challenged the sixth grade wooden taka, the challenge is over! Yanchen won!"
Over the ring, the old man announced loudly.
哗哗哗...
Under the stage, the cheers are connected and deafening.
"Yan Chen brother, great!"
Blue Dream Han opened his own voice and excited cheers.
"Kid, you are too bullish!"
The night can't help but cheer.
"Brother, what should I do!" In the crowd, Du Fu was gloomy at this moment, and his face was ugly and asked to Dewey.
Dewey, this time is also a white face. Obviously, he did not expect Yan Chen to win.
There is a strong shock that can be imagined.
He turned his head and looked at the high platform, his eyes complex and unwilling. Now, Yan Chen should be noticed by the college? Such talents, even white houses, have to pay attention to it?
In such a situation, can they really deal with Yan Chen?
Dewey’s heart fell to the sea.
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(Sorry, I made a document for my friend today, so the chapter was written very late, the upload was very late, and there is one more estimated to wait for it! Rest assured, even if you stay up late, it will be on! Just, everyone can only I will see it tomorrow morning, apologize!)
