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(3rd Watch)

As a senior, Dai Mubai felt that he had an obligation to remind Yang Ming.

"Yang Ming, think twice before doing things!"

"With your strength alone, in the face of Teacher Zhao's attack, let alone carrying a stick of incense, if you can hold it for ten seconds, it is already very remarkable."

Ning Rongrong nodded secretly, obviously agreeing with his words.

As the pearl of the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect, she usually knows the prestige of Zao Wou-Ki back then, and it is a real murderous name!

Even with the level of Soul Saint, he didn't dare to say that he was 100% sure that he could defeat Zao Wou-Ki, let alone a level 25 Great Soul Master?

Even if Zao Wou-Ki didn't have to go all out, it was enough for Yang Ming to drink a pot.

Of course, all kinds of language are just hidden in the abdomen, Ning Rongrong didn't say it, just a pair of beautiful eyes, and from time to time there was a little bit of light to watch a good show.

Yang Ming flipped his hand, and the golden light gathered in his palm, turning into a strange weapon, like a sword but not a sword, like a knife but not a knife.

With a flick of his fingers, he flicked the blade of his sword, making a soft groan that seemed to be eager to fight.

"No need to persuade again." Under the oblique black bangs, a touch of reddish bloomed in Yang Ming's eyes, and the three hooks slowly rotated, "I have made up my mind." ”

"You ......"

Dai Mubai opened his mouth, he really wanted to rush up, grab Yang Ming's collar, and ask a few words loudly, who gave you this confidence?

It's just that when Dai Mubai saw Tang San and Xiao Wu who were with Yang Ming, neither of them showing much nervousness, his expression was slightly stunned.

"You two, aren't you worried about Yang Ming?"

"Worried, of course worried." Xiao Wu blinked her eyes wide, "It's just that I understand better that no matter what my brother wants to do, I will support him unconditionally." ”

My Fair Lady, Gentleman.

Dai Mubai has always boasted of being romantic, but at this moment, looking at the firm look in the eyes of the lively and lovely girl in front of him, he seemed to have knocked over the five jars of old vinegar in his heart, and there was a kind of sour taste.

"Okay, you can do it yourself, I don't care."

The conversation of several people fell into Zao Wou-Ki's ears word for word.

Zao Wou-Ki twisted his stiff neck, which had been sitting for a long time, and smiled at Yang Ming.

"Kid, then let me see if you're really that strong."

Zao Wou-Ki conjured a stick of incense in his hand, stuck it on the ground and began to ignite.

In the past few years, Yang Ming has been practicing hard every day and night, and his swordsmanship has become very exquisite.

Especially Li Bai's Qinglian Sword Technique, Yang Ming has already eaten three points.

The Qinglian Sword Technique is divided into nine levels, corresponding to each level of the Douluo Continent, which are:

As soon as the green lotus appears, the green lotus turns into gas, the sword qi is like a lotus, the green lotus wins the flower, the green lotus opens the mountain, the green lotus fills the sky, the green lotus gathers, the green lotus sprouts, and the green lotus reaches the sky.

And now, Yang Ming has penetrated to the level of sword qi like a lotus.

Yang Ming bowed slightly, his arm was raised, and the power of his shoulder and waist was transmitted to his wrist, and then from his wrist, the sword qi of his training suddenly shot out.

There are clouds in ancient texts, straight through the middle, no vines and no branches, out of the mud but not stained, clear ripples but not demons.

The sword qi is pure white, showing the shape of a lotus double petal, gradually smaller from the outside to the inside, with a slight tip at the tip, and a faint edge.

"Something."

A hint of consternation flashed across Zao Wou-Ki's rugged face, and then a nonchariot look converged between his eyebrows.

Zao Wou-Ki has been wandering on the mainland for many years in the past, he has seen all kinds of people in the north and south, and he has also experienced ups and downs, even if he has lived in seclusion in Shrek Academy for many years, his vision has not fallen, and he can see at a glance how subtle Yang Ming's sword qi is like a lotus.

Sword qi is an extremely unruly thing that is difficult to tame.

However, Yang Ming was able to superimpose the ninefold sword qi together, forming a lotus shape, not to mention, but also to make them not disperse, and the force was used in one place, which was not simply a sentence that could be described as talented.

In fact, it took Yang Ming six months to cultivate the sword qi like lotus move.

At first, it was very difficult for Yang Ming to stack the two sword qi, and often when the sword qi stabbed out halfway, it would bloom in all directions, and one would hurt himself if he was not careful.

If it weren't for Yang Ming's persistent cultivation, it would have been difficult to cultivate the Nine Fold Sword Qi superimposed to form a lotus flower.

The hardships and sufferings are best understood by the people in the middle.

"Mighty Kong, possessed!"

A rather rough roar caught everyone's attention.

A layer of thick brown hair quickly covered Zao Wou-ki's body like sticky moss, and his originally medium stature was actually raised at a speed visible to the naked eye, breaking through the boundary of two meters and five in the blink of an eye, and the muscles in the arms and thighs bulged even more violently, and the fist-sized brachial muscles made people secretly gasp.

With the seven soul rings constantly circling the rhythm of his body, the momentum emanating from Zao Wouji's body suddenly rose to a realm that made people faintly afraid.

His feet stand on the ground, like a towering iron tower, no matter the wind and rain, he can't move half a step away!

Zhao Wuji's legs were split and half-squatted, seeing that Qinglian's sword qi was close to his body, he suddenly opened his eyes with the size of the copper bell, the cold light in his eyes was shining, his fists suddenly clenched, and among the seven soul rings on his body, the first soul ring suddenly lit up.

"Roar!!"

From the depths of Zao Wou-Ki's throat, a roar was suddenly released, full of wildness!

The intense golden light suddenly burst out, and the brilliant golden light reflected Zao Wou-Ki as if it was made of gold, and in this vast golden light, the Qinglian sword qi that could easily tear through the steel plate actually melted away like snow under the warm spring sun.

Not to mention breaking through Zao Wou-ki's defenses, he couldn't even get close to Zao Wou-Ki's body half a meter in front of him!

The first soul ring soul technique, do not move the body of the king of Ming!

Although it is only a soul skill attached to a hundred-year soul ring, but the skill is dead, the person is alive, there is no weakest soul skill, only the weakest soul master, under the nourishment of the soul power of up to level seventy-six, Zao Wou-ki's Immovable King body can be called terrifying!

Quiet!

Shockingly quiet!

On the side, Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Ning Rongrong were all speechless.

They asked themselves, if they didn't take out their hole cards, if they wanted to fight against the immovable king, they wouldn't even think about it.

Dai Mubai showed a wry smile and said:

"You have also seen how strong Mr. Zhao's strength is, this is still because he suppressed his strength and did not use all his strength, once he used all his strength, I am afraid that within one move, Yang Ming will be defeated."

Zao Wou-Ki has been able to become famous on the mainland for many years, so he is naturally not an ordinary person.

Xiao Wu pursed her lips, her beautiful eyes sparkled, and said:

"Isn't there any hope that my brother will hold on to a stick of incense?"

"Impossible." Dai Mubai shook his head, and said in an unusually positive tone: "It is absolutely impossible for Yang Ming to withstand Teacher Zhao's attack, if he can do it, the sow will go up the tree." ”