Chapter Twenty-Eight: Actually, I'm Strong!

"Dao'er!"

Lei Heng stood up and stood in front of Lei Dao. At this time, he must step up, he is the head of the family!

Lei Dao looked at his father in front of him calmly, he shook his head, and said lightly: "Father, let me give it a try, in your eyes, I have always been just a sick man who needs to be protected." Perhaps, it's not the same now. ”

"The third child!"

Mother Liu Ruhua also left tears.

"Third brother. ”

Lei Yu trembled even more, she was just an innocent little girl, although she was a little fatter, she had just dreamed of love, it was Lei Dao who promised her and gave her hope.

But now, it seems that hope is about to be dashed again.

"Third brother, and the eldest brother is here!"

Lei Wei also gritted his teeth, picked up the big knife in his hand, and blocked it in front of Lei Dao.

Perhaps, he never intended to become a martial artist, he was just a businessman, but he was the eldest son of the Lei Mansion, and at this time, he had to stand up!

"Silly boy, don't think that after practicing martial arts for a few days, you really think that you are a master. In the face of the pinnacle of external strength, you have no chance of winning. ”

I don't know when, Qingyuan Lao Dao actually came out, and looking at Lei Dao's gaze, it was both a relief and a pity, and there was a little regret.

"It's all this time, and it's a little strange that you old man hasn't slipped away in time. ”

Lei Dao was also a little curious, with the shrewdness of the old Dao of Qing Yuandao, how could he not understand that it was dangerous to stay in Leijiabao?

"Hehe, if it weren't for you, Lao Dao would have left a long time ago. If you are willing to leave, the old way will definitely take you away!"

Qing Yuan Dao gritted his teeth, and actually wanted to take Lei Dao away, and it didn't seem to be a fake.

"Can you take me away?"

"Yes!"

"What about them?"

Lei Dao pointed to his father, mother, and others.

"They can't do it, with the ability of the old way, it is already the limit to be able to take you alone!"

Qing Yuan Dao shook his head.

Lei Dao was silent, he took a deep look at Qing Yuan Lao Dao, he knew that this old man could live to this age and still live in the rivers and lakes, there must be some means.

Since Qing Yuan said that he could take him away, he would definitely be able to take him away, even if the ghost hand was the pinnacle of external skills!

Just, leave?

In fact, Lei Dao didn't have this idea at all, although he could survive if he left, but Lei Jiabao died tragically, can he really be happy?

He has only been in Leijiabao for a few months, but in fact, he has already regarded this place as his home, and his relatives here as his real relatives in this world!

People can't be without thoughts, they can't be without roots!

And Lei Jiabao is his root!

Lei Dao suddenly smiled, his smile was very calm, and he said to Qing Yuan Laodao: "Old man, I know that you are very accurate in seeing people, and I know that I am afraid of death. Yes, I am really afraid of death, I have tuberculosis, my days are short, I want to live, live longer than anyone else, live better. ”

"But at times like these, I can't leave. This is my root, do you know the root? Without roots, no sapling can grow into a towering tree. This is my root and I can't leave. ”

"And, who said I was going to die? Hahaha, let you open your eyes and see what a real peerless genius is?"

"Actually...... I'm very strong! I'm really strong, so strong that even I don't know how strong I am! Ghost hand, you are unfortunate enough to meet me. You're also lucky to see me, a peerless genius, burst out with all my might for the first time!"

Lei Dao seemed to be talking to Qing Yuan Lao Dao, but in the end, he seemed to be talking to himself, and his words were crazy, as if he was stunned.

Even if it was a ghost hand, he was a little stunned for a while.

But in the next moment, the ghost hand was no longer stunned, but his eyes were fierce.

"Boom".

Lei Dao's body swelled rapidly, like blowing up a balloon, although it was not as exaggerated as when his mother Liu Ruhua was lucky, but his thin body suddenly became burly like a little giant, full of muscles, and full of explosive power at a glance.

Such a change is still very shocking.

After all, what was the image of Lei Dao before?

Skinny, weak, and powerless.

Moreover, Lei Dao is still a patient, a terminally ill tuberculosis patient.

Now the style of painting has changed abruptly, and he has suddenly become a burly man with muscles, and everyone feels a little stunned.

Only Liu Ruhua changed her expression violently.

She couldn't believe what she was seeing.

"The pinnacle of the iron cloth shirt! The pinnacle of the golden bell jar! The pinnacle of the thirteen Taibao horizontal exercises! The pinnacle of the three hard skills, the third child actually practiced these three hard skills to the peak? In just three months, this kind of talent ......."

Liu Ruhua is a great master herself, and she knows how difficult it is to practice hard skills.

But even so, Lei Dao still practiced.

Moreover, Lei Dao only took three months, after all, she instructed Lei Dao to practice these three hard skills.

This kind of talent can no longer be described as a genius, it is simply shocking.

Qing Yuan Lao Dao's eyes were about to fall out, and he had secretly seen Lei Dao practicing the three hard skills, but he felt that Lei Dao was doing useless work.

Who can practice the three hard skills to the peak in just three months?

Not to mention three hard skills, even if it is one hard skill, being able to practice Xiaocheng within three months can be regarded as a peerless genius, not to mention that it is still the peak of the third layer?

He even has a feeling that his three views have been subverted.

Could it be that he has lost his eyes again?

Lei Dao is really a genius who practices martial arts?

No matter what others thought in their hearts, now that Lei Dao had completely released his momentum, his whole person suddenly jumped to more than one meter eight, his burly head and piercing muscles all exuded a fierce aura, just like a fierce beast.

Even the ghost hands felt a hint of threat.

The expression under the mask of the ghost hand also became solemn, but he was still very confident.

"Very good, you are very deep, the peak of the three hard skills? It's a pity, I still haven't reached the peak of external skills, killing you, I will have a sense of achievement." A peerless genius is about to die at my hands, hahaha......"

Oni Hand laughed, and the eerie aura on him intensified, like a demon crawling out of hell, which made people shudder.

"Die!"

Lei Dao rushed forward, like a bulldozer, mighty, and crushed directly towards the ghost hand.

"Die!"

The ghost hand also made a move, and in the face of Lei Dao, he also had to go all out.

The hands of the ghost hands suddenly turned into thousands. And his figure is even more like a ghost, dazzling, and he can't catch it at all.

"Bang bang bang".

On the contrary, it was Lei Dao, he didn't even use the iron sand palm, like a raging giant, he raised his fist frantically and smashed it around. It's his strength, his explosive power, his terrifying power, his terrifying defense.

Only speed is the flaw of the Thunder Dao, and the ghost hand is precisely the martial artist of the dexterous speed type!

Therefore, once a battle, both sides are different styles of type.

Regardless of the fierce attack of the Thunder Dao, the ghost hand was not afraid. His thousands of illusory iron hands, from all directions, seemed to be lightly imprinted on Lei Dao's body.

"Knock".

With just one blow, Lei Dao shook all over his body, and a sound like Hong Zhong Da Lu came out of his body, which echoed in the hall for a long time, and lasted for a long time.