Chapter Two Hundred and Three: Battle Zhao Xin
"Bold disciples. What are you doing, you dare to make a move on my young master, you want to die, don't you? ”
Wang Hao couldn't help but smile when he saw Qianling's embarrassed appearance, originally Wang Hao wanted to let this guy go like this, but as soon as he turned around, there was a sudden sound behind him.
Wang Hao didn't wait to turn back, he only felt a strong aura in his back, and he slammed it like himself, kicked his feet, and hurriedly jumped forward for a distance of about ten meters, landing next to Lan Xin.
"Boom!"
Just when Wang Hao landed, the place where he was fighting just now, suddenly there was an explosion, and the dust suddenly rose wantonly, filling the entire rear camp, which was on a hillside, at this time, the wind was relatively strong, and after the dust dissipated, everyone was shocked.
In the place that Wang Hao occupied just now, a big pit more than five meters deep suddenly appeared!
"Zhao Xin, why did you go, don't you know that I was being bullied here? This group of waste soldiers has no effect at all, and I was almost killed by others! Seeing that this person was coming, Qian Lingqun was confident, but he also spread his anger on Zhao Xin's body.
Zhao Xin is one of the powerful generals under his father Qianzhi, this time Qianling came out to practice, and Qianzhi also instructed Zhao Xin to follow and protect Qianling Young Master, so as not to let Qianling make any mistakes.
"Young master, I just went to talk to the fourth battalion commander, and in the future, when you have an official position in the army, whoever thinks that you will make such a big deal after a while, you will blame your subordinates for dereliction of duty." The middle-aged man, Zhao Xin, did not refute, but just said quietly.
"yes, yes! Young master, don't blame Brother Zhao Xin. Another man in a general's robe also said with a smile on his face, it is estimated that that person is the so-called fourth battalion commander.
"Hmph, I don't care, this guy, I must kill this guy." Qian Ling angrily pointed at Wang Hao who was ten meters away, and now that Zhao Xin was present, all of Qian Ling's hatred and revenge were pouring out.
Zhao Xin's strength, Qianling is very clear, ordinary people are not opponents, and in order to invite Zhao Xin, Qianjia has to pay Zhao Xin a thousand yuan crystals every month, this kind of high price is really rare.
Zhao Xin didn't speak, nodded, turned around, and said coldly to Wang Hao.
"Since our young master wants to kill you by name, then blame you for your thin life!"
Wang Hao also frowned slightly, a little worried, this Zhao Xin's strength is estimated to have reached the supernatural stage, and his strength is about the same as his own.
With this blow just now, he obviously felt the danger, it seems that this Qianjia is still relatively powerful, a master of the supernatural power period, to protect this Qianling.
However, having said that, Wang Hao didn't worry too much, if nothing else, this Zhao Xin was at most similar to himself, and even not as strong as himself, the only thing he was worried about was that his spells had not had time to cultivate, and he didn't have too many tricks.
Wang Hao really knows how important it is to cultivate a good spell, and it is also very important in battle, which can be said to be the necessity of a decisive blow.
And Wang Hao, the so-called spell, just glanced at the "Art of Thought" that was confiscated a few times, and mastered a little trick, but it was not good from time to time, as for the second layer of the Nirvana Sutra "Nine Heavens Arhat Thunder", the cultivation method is too difficult, and it will really be difficult to understand it for a while!
"Don't forget, this is a barracks, and you really dare to kill people on a large scale." Wang Hao also took a step forward and said.
"Huh, barracks?" Zhao Xin sneered. "What's wrong with killing people in the barracks, it depends on who you provoke, do you know what I mean?"
"Oooh!" Wang Hao pretended to have realized something. "Then don't you ask, what's going on, maybe it's your idiot young master who took the initiative to find me?"
"Grass! Who are you calling idiots? "That Qianling came to ambition again, pointed at Wang Hao and scolded, and hurriedly urged Zhao Xin." Zhao Xin, hurry up and catch this rude guy for me, I'm going to kill this person with my own hands. ”
That Zhao Xin also said lightly to Wang Hao.
"I Zhao Xin never asks for reasons for killing, I only listen to orders, and I will kill whoever the young master asks me to kill."
"! I've been talking to you for a long time, and it turns out to be a piece of wood, just as stupid as your idiot young master! Wang Hao rolled his eyes and said helplessly.
I also made up my mind in my heart, I didn't want to fight, it's good to settle things and calm people, but now, I also have anger.
Grass horses, it's a big deal to do it again, Lao Tzu is not afraid, what calf to pretend, grass!
"I think you're looking for death!" Hearing Wang Hao scolding himself for wood, Zhao Xin also shouted.
"Don't ink, isn't it just fighting? Come, grandpa will accompany you! Wang Hao rolled up his sleeves and said unceremoniously.
"Drink!"
Zhao Xin also picked up a sharp knife on the ground and slashed at Wang Hao.
Looking at Zhao Xin who rushed in front of him, Wang Hao also sneered, his fists were slowly clenched, and the faint vitality in his body quickly circulated in his body, bringing a sense of strong power.
Slightly silent, Wang Hao's feet also slammed on the ground, and his body rushed straight towards Zhao Xin, who was close at hand.
Wang Hao was also angry, although it was an ordinary machete, it was glowing with a little coldness.
"Bang!"
A sharp knife, a machete, strong and strong, both knives were broken into two pieces.
"Grass!" Zhao Xin put half of the handle of the knife in his hand, still on the ground, scolded in his mouth, his body was stunned, and he immediately rushed towards Wang Hao again, Zhao Xin's palms were slightly bent, and there was a trace of gloom on the sharp nails on his ten fingers.
When he was only half a meter away from Wang Hao, Zhao Xin's face showed a trace of mud, his body suddenly stopped, and his right claw drew a tricky arc, straight to Wang Hao's throat: "Split claw strike"
Wang Hao sneered in his heart, this second B, he actually planned to play melee with himself, I really don't know that Lao Tzu has practiced the Nirvana Sutra? Grass, I'm afraid you don't play melee combat!
Wang Hao's face was calm and looked at the claws that were coming, and he raised his palm without hurrying, and the slightly curled palm was violently opened, coupled with the sudden wanton rush of vitality, and the strong thrust, rushed out.
Under this huge thrust without warning, Zhao Xin's face changed, his body was as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, and after his feet retreated more than ten steps, he stopped his body a little embarrassed.
"You're also a master of the Divine Power Stage?" Touching his chest that was a little tight, Zhao Xin's face changed slightly, and he asked with a stubble.
Wang Hao glanced at him lightly, and then lowered his eyeliner and looked at his palm, just now it used a little bit of mental power, plus all the vitality of the whole body is exuded in the palm, it is estimated that the impact is very large, look at this, the strong horizontal thrust created just now, but it is indeed very satisfying to Wang Hao, although it is not a spell, it seems that he has another trick in the future.
Looking at Wang Hao, who didn't pay attention to him, Zhao Xin's face shook slightly, his teeth were bitten, mixed with anger, and he rushed towards Wang Hao again, this guy must be killed, he is so arrogant.
Wang Haoping's outstretched palm did not close, squinted his eyes slightly, and looked at Zhao Xin who was getting closer and closer again, and the corners of his mouth slowly pulled up a cold arc.
The outstretched right hand suddenly clenched, and a fierce force shot out from the palm: "Ding"
Just a few meters in front of Wang Hao, although Zhao Xin's attack was not completely fixed, it was a little sluggish.
Suddenly, feeling a resistance, Zhao Xin's feet subconsciously grasped the ground, but Wang Hao's concentration suddenly rushed to make Zhao Xin's body slightly out of balance, and he almost fell to the ground.
Fortunately, he immediately retracted the momentum of his body, and slowly stopped his body.
Looking at Zhao Xin's embarrassment by himself, Wang Hao couldn't help laughing, and looked at his palm, it seems that the book "The Power of Ideas" is really very useful!
Just when Zhao Xin paused like this, Wang Hao also seized the opportunity, and his body slowed down, and a distance of a few meters, he suddenly came to Zhao Xin.
Stretching out his right hand, he punched Zhao Xin hard in the chest.
However, Zhao Xin is indeed a good hand at fighting, and he used his vitality in time to protect his heart with his two palms and resist this blow, which is enough to show his many years of combat experience.
"Bang!" With a muffled sound, although Zhao Xin was fine, he flew out a few meters away.
Rubbing his chest, Zhao Xin also looked at this guy again, if it weren't for his mutual help, it is estimated that with this punch, he would at least vomit blood!
However, at this time, in front of so many people, Zhao Xin was also itching with hatred, and this Wang Hao was indeed a little difficult.
However, I will not let anyone who provokes me have a good end, and I still have a nirvana, Zhao Xin gritted his teeth and said secretly in his heart.
is not verbose, kicked under his feet, his body suddenly rose into the air, and slammed straight towards Wang Hao, looking at Wang Hao not far away, Zhao Xin's mouth still had an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth.
Zhao Xin's body formed an arc in mid-air, and when he looked at Wang Hao, who was getting closer and closer to him, he couldn't help but smile, and his vitality quickly condensed in his fist.
"Shi Tuoquan!" With a loud shout, Zhao Xin's fists clenched violently, and a sharp wind-breaking energy sounded in mid-air, and then fell towards Wang Hao's shoulder, looking at this posture, if he was hit, I am afraid that Wang Hao's arm will be hit hard.
It seems that Zhao Xin had no intention of staying from the beginning, and he had the intention of killing Wang Hao.
This "Shi Tuoquan!" It was originally passed on to him by his own master, and it was very powerful, and he had to be above the supernatural power stage to be qualified to practice, and it was also a spell that Zhao Xin had always felt was his best.
Wang Hao still squinted his eyes slightly, felt the sharp energy, and sighed slowly. "Alas, it looks like I'll have to use it again, it's a bullet, MD, it's hurting your body."
The movement route of the vitality in the body suddenly changed, coupled with the control of the power of the mind.
"Genki Bomb!"
As the cheers in his heart fell, the thrust, which was several times more violent than the last time, sprayed out from Wang Hao's palm again.
"Bang!"
With an explosion, the air fluctuated slightly, and an invisible reverse thrust hit Zhao Xin's body fiercely, and the two reverse forces immediately made Zhao Xin's face pale.
"Poof."
In the end, it was Wang Hao's vitality bomb explosion that prevailed, and after the moment of stalemate, Zhao Xin was directly shocked to the ground by the thrust brought by the explosion, and finally drew more than ten meters on the ground before he slowly stopped his body, and at the same time, a mouthful of blood was also spurted out miserably.
Looking at Zhao Xin, who was paralyzed on the ground in the distance, he glanced at the slightly quiet scene again, all of them looked stupid, Wang Hao's palm slowly moved down, and he exhaled lightly at Zhao Xin: "You lost..."
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