Chapter 118: Hanging and beating II

The huge body of the mad bull flew upside down, and a trail of blood was dazzlingly displayed in front of everyone. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info This is the blood spilled by the mad bull, and it was just a collision, and he obviously suffered a lot of damage.

With a bang, several wine tables were hit by the rampaging bull and flew up, all kinds of delicacies flew around, and the steady guests flashed to the side with calm faces, and the less timid, especially those girls, screamed directly at this time.

Li Wuqu's face was directly dark, and others didn't see it clearly or couldn't see it for a while, but what kind of vision did he have? Li Xiang punched out, why did he carry a piece of golden light? This is obviously because the fist Li Xiang is wearing in his hand is a second-order mid-grade fighting weapon, okay!

Although the mad bull is famous, it is obvious that his family background is not rich, so even if he is a good player, the fighting weapon on his body is only a mid-grade at best. If it weren't for the fact that his family background really couldn't support the cultivation of the mad bull, why would he come to flatter Li Wuqu with such an identity as the mad cow now?

The first-order medium-grade bucket against the second-order middle-grade bucket weapon, what a situation this is! The corners of Li Wuqu's eyes twitched a few times, the mad bull was too wronged, and the fighting weapon reached the level of the second order, so he could have a simple outgoing skill. Since the boxing glove in Li Xiang's hand is a second-order middle grade, the golden light just now is obviously the skill that comes with this boxing glove.

Second-order mid-grade fighting weapons, the accompanying skills are at least second-order skills, and coupled with the gap in the level of fighting weapons, the mad bull doesn't lose that it's hell! The mad bull is only a first-order four-star strength, even if he can fight beyond the level, but when this level is too much, since the mad bull is not a fighting god, how can there be a reason not to lose?

But Li Wuqu felt a burst of anger in his heart, Li Xiang actually had a fighting weapon of this level! You must know that in addition to Li Mad having a complete set of second-order top-grade fighting weapons, in Li Wuqu's hands, the best is only the first-order top-grade. And Li Xiang actually has a second-order mid-grade fighting weapon, doesn't this mean that Li Xiang is much stronger than him?

It doesn't matter if you lose to anyone, you must not lose to Li Xiang! What kind of thing is Li Xiang? Over the years, Wind Spirit City has become famous for its waste!

Li Wuqu clenched his fists tightly, if he lost to Li Xiang several times, wouldn't that mean that he was not even as good as a waste?

Hum! Li Wuqu narrowed his eyes, second-order mid-grade fighting weapon? This is really tall! But Li thinks that you are only the strength of a first-order and a second-star, so how many times can you urge this fighting weapon?

Thinking of this, a mocking sneer appeared on Li Wuqu's face. Although high-level fighting weapons will come with fighting skills, it is not without consumption to urge this fighting skills.

Although I don't know how Li Xiang managed to urge a fighting skill that is so much higher than his own, Li Wuqu understands even more that with Li Xiang's strength, it is absolutely impossible to urge that fighting skill many times!

Sure of this, that's enough! Li Wuqu pointed at Li Xiang, and directly smiled proudly: "Waste is really waste, so you can only rely on foreign objects to act as a façade." Second-order mid-grade fighting weapon? Is this the source of your faith? Then, let Young Master Ben tell you this waste now, after all, foreign objects are just external things, and it will never last long. Only one's own strength is eternal! Come on, I'll beat this waste out for the young master! ”

With Li Wuqu's roar, more than a dozen first-order five-star or so family disciples surrounded Li Xiang. Although they were also afraid of the second-order middle-grade fighting weapon in Li Xiang's hand, they knew better in their hearts that with Li Xiang's strength, they couldn't urge the second-order fighting technique a few times at all, so that at most, a few unlucky ghosts among them would win the lottery, and the final victory would belong to them without any suspense.

"I advise you not to resist if you are still smart, otherwise you will accidentally hurt the eldest prince for a while, and it will be really embarrassing!" A man sneered and picked his head at Li Xiang, Li Wuqu's demeanor was so obvious, he naturally wanted to show off in order to pat the other party's ass.

The atmosphere around was very weird, and no one would think that Li Xiang would win again. Many of them are aware of the fact that high-level fighting weapons have incidental skills, so they are sure that Li Xiang can't support it. After all, Li Xiangcai's first-order and second-star strength, even if he could barely urge the fighting weapon fighting technique, he would definitely not be able to urge it a few times.

Li Wuqu's countermeasures are very shrewd, since Li Xiang has a second-order middle-grade fighting weapon in his hand, then at this time, unless there is a second-order existence to make a move, otherwise, among the people on the scene, there is no existence that can fight with Li Xiang at all. So just send a group of people directly to consume Li Xiang's fighting weapon, then even if Li Xiang has a second-order mid-grade fighting weapon in his hand, as long as he can't trigger the fighting weapon fighting skill, then there will be no threat.

Li Xiang couldn't compete with the strength of a first-order or two-star, and at least more than half of the people present could easily suppress Li Xiang. As long as Li Xiang has exhausted his fighting spirit, then naturally there is no need to worry.

Looking at the dozen or so children of the family who came to him, Li Xiang sneered directly in his heart. With the blow to the rampaging bull, he didn't need to activate the fighting weapon fighting skills at all. A skeleton that is close to the second order is not something that an existence like a mad bull can fight against at all. If it weren't for the purpose of misleading Li Wuqu's cognition, why would Li Xiang borrow a second-order mid-grade fighting weapon?

The physical strength that is close to the second order can basically beat an existence like a mad bull to the rhythm of being unable to take care of itself with a casual wave of his hand. Where is the need for extra spurring fighting skills? Now that it has been successfully misled, then next, it would be good to deepen this misunderstanding.

Trigger the fighting skills of the bucket and then lose the force? Li Xiang laughed wildly in his heart. What a comic thinking it takes to come to such a ridiculous conclusion. Brother is not an idiot, how can he dare to go into battle alone without a perfect countermeasure?

Smiling slightly, Li Xiang shook his head in his heart. Since you have been laughing at my brother for being a waste, then my brother will use the way of being a gentleman to win for you this time!

Pulling the corners of his mouth, Li Xiang glanced at the dozen or so family teenagers who directly launched a siege on him. To deal with such a cargo, do you need to urge the fighting skills of the fighting weapon? But since you want to hide your strength, you can only waste it.

Touching his hand into his arms, Li Xiang waved his hand violently at the dozen or so people who were besieging him. I saw a few bright rays of light covering the dozen or so teenagers.

There was a dead silence all around, and Li Wuqu's face was so dark that he couldn't see his face clearly. And Li Hang, who was nestled on Li Wuqu's chest, was even more round-eyed at this time, and his mouth was wide open, but he just couldn't say a word.

However, the dozen or so family members who were rushing towards Li Xiang let out terrifying screams, and they saw clearly what Li Xiang was throwing at them for the first time, and naturally they couldn't control their emotions.

Five or six first-order high-grade fighting weapons exuded a peculiar fluctuation at this time, and many people who knew the goods trembled wildly, and their bodies even subconsciously withdrew from the boss's distance.