Chapter 977: A word, a thank you!
In the laughter of the Martial Emperor, the entire venue trembled.
The position where Zhu Jingyuan was standing was forty or fifty meters away from the Martial Emperor, to say the least, he covered his ears vigorously, and he could still feel the piercing roar.
"I'm not kidding." Tang Yulan said in a serious tone: "Your own ability is not strong, but you just borrow the power of heaven and earth. However, there are many flaws in this method, and if you can humbly ask for advice, I will make up for your lack of knowledge and experience. ”
The Emperor of Martial Arts had a hint of emotion, but it was only in that short moment.
What are you kidding, a defeated general, he doesn't even understand the laws of heaven and earth, what qualifications do he have to teach himself.
"Defeated!" The Emperor of Martial Arts said coldly: "Long-winded! ”
Tang Yulan stretched his arms, his bones were like firecrackers, there was a thunderclap, and he shook his head and said, "Why, when I told the truth seriously, no one believed it." I know that you are used to being admired, but it is difficult for an arrogant person to have a chance to improve, and only I can correct your shortcomings. ”
The Emperor of Martial Arts' face tightened, and the energy around his body collided and oppressed, forming a silk-like thin arc, and said, "I admire you, you, you, your life...... Vitality, cocoa, you you you deserve to die. He was finally angered by Tang Yulan and became angry, otherwise he would not have said such a long sentence, his voice stammered, and the emperor's bearing on his body was instantly destroyed seven or eight times out of ten.
The Emperor of Martial Arts was angry, anxious and angry at this time, Tang Yulan looked at him so funny that he couldn't help laughing.
Stuttering affects people's temperament very much, and ancient Han Feizi is an example.
Qin Shi Huang saw Han Feizi's article, shocked, admired, and thought that he could talk to Han Feizi with **, and there was no regret in death. Although the first emperor was guided by Han Feizi's thoughts, he completed the great cause of unifying the six countries. But there is one point, Han Feizi stutters, is only good at writing, but stutters when he speaks, and the first emperor only wants to read his articles and does not want to talk to him anymore, and was finally killed by Li Si.
"Outside the rules, it's nature. And then there's itself. Tang Yulan said, his gaze gradually calmed, he clenched his fists, and his muscles bulged.
"Huh?" The Emperor of Martial Arts was just about to make a move, but suddenly stopped. In one breath, his temperament became calm and introverted, and with another breath, he had a lot of thoughts and a lot of insights in his heart.
After only a few seconds, the Emperor of Martial Arts exhaled a long breath, and actually bowed to Tang Yulan, saying, "One word, thank you!" ”
At this moment, they were stunned by the appointment of Wu Jian.
What's the situation?
The only remaining people at the scene couldn't understand it, especially Karachev, who couldn't understand Chinese, and only felt that the small arc around the martial emperor's body was very strange, and he was thinking about the principle.
Karachev felt that the clothes of the Emperor of Martial Arts should be special, capable of generating static electricity, and these arcs should be similar to the static electricity of taking off a sweater before going to bed.
Tang Yulan didn't expect that his words would inspire the Emperor of Martial Arts a lot, and if he wanted to ridicule him again, he saw that the Emperor of Martial Arts was agitated, and there were ripples around him, and he took a light step forward and rushed over.
It didn't look like the Emperor of Martial Arts was coming over, but more like a ripple pushing him over.
Before the people arrived, a surging wave of qi rushed over first.
Take the first punch and take Tang Yulan's lower abdomen.
The fist was not fast, and it flashed with a cold light as clear as the moon, but it was precisely this very slow speed that made Commander Tang feel threatened, because this punch actually caused magnetic field fluctuations and spatial condensation, making him feel a sense of discomfort and sluggishness in his body.
Tang Yulan took a step back slightly, and a blazing flame like a windproof lighter ignited in his hand, and he was meeting the punch of the Martial Emperor.
There was no sound.
The sound seemed to be frozen in the unique space of the two of them fighting.
The two were deadlocked for less than two seconds, the scene was surprisingly quiet, and Zhou Cunxiao was surprised to find that the palms of Regiment Leader Tang and the punch of the Martial Emperor were still six or seven centimeters apart, and they were not completely apart.
Six or seven centimeters gradually shrank to less than one centimeter.
Then there was a bang, wave after wave of air, swept out like a stormy wave, the air wave roared in the field, the people who blew like a withering blow staggered, and the weapon racks were scattered.
In the explosion, Tang Yulan was blasted to the roof, grabbed the steel frame on the top floor, and directly pinched and deformed the steel frame with his fist.
Falling stones and dust kept smashing on Tang Yulan's head and shoulders.
In the darkness, Tang Yulan held his breath and concentrated, his ears trembled slightly, and by the echo of the voice, he already understood the structure of the top layer and the extent of damage.
The Emperor of Martial Arts bent his knees slightly, and was about to jump up.
Tang Yulan shouted, grabbed the thick steel frame with both hands, and pulled hard.
The steel frame was forcibly broken, and the heavy steel skeleton and broken chandelier were shaken and smashed down, and the thin steel frame was broken.
"Open!" Tang Yulan snorted again, his hands were divided, and the two steel frames danced like black dragons, and the buzzing sound made people's blood pressure rise sharply. Directly above, a large cement roof with a diameter of nearly 20 meters lost its support, like ice under a heavy object, quickly splitting, falling, easily crushing the wires, blocking the steel bars, and it only took less than a second to smash down.
The Emperor of Martial Arts was still in mid-air, a trace of anger and ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and in addition to that, there was also a trace of fear.
That's a madman. The Emperor of Martial Arts cursed in his heart, because the roof fell down, not only hurting himself, but also Tang Yulan himself.
With a snap of his fingers, the Emperor of Martial Arts immediately gave up and continued to attack Tang Yulan, and layers of ice walls condensed above his palm, which were smashed on the roof in an instant, and slapped Tang Yulan and the Emperor of Martial Arts on the ground without any hindrance, and the churning dust covered every corner of the field.
The loose top floor is constantly being hit by building weights.
The earth rumbled like it didn't stop, and the whole field trembled violently.
Karachev was dumbfounded, his brain had been short-circuited.
"Let's go!" Zhou Cunxiao immediately made a decision and led people away.
"I want to avenge Captain Tang!" Zuo Shaohan's eyes were crimson and he roared.
"Revenge?" Zhou Cunxiao twisted his eyebrows and said, "Commander Tang didn't die so easily, if we continue to stay here, there will be only one way to die." Instead of being buried alive, it is better to find an opportunity to kill Ren Wujian Bafang. ”
Sun Changxiao stepped back, just dodging a piece of masonry, and said, "Go!" ”
Gu Shi Bian grabbed the pill in his hand and sighed long, it seemed that this medicine was useless.