Wang Ling struggled to resist under the attack of Lu Ji. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He was in a hurry with a few fierce attacks, causing Wang Qianqian to laugh loudly.

Liu Wen looked at Wang Ling worriedly, because one was an intermediate martial artist, and the other was a late master of the Hongshi level.

As long as Lu Ji is heavy-handed, Wang Ling's life is not guaranteed.

Boom -

A fierce momentum erupted from Wang Ling's body.

Lu Ji looked shocked, but he didn't hesitate and punched away.

What about the increase in strength, he is not an intermediate martial artist.

Wang Ling looked at his arm in surprise, the vortex ball was out of control at this time, not only that, but the wrist, along with a small piece of arm, also turned into a colorful color. It seems that if you continue, there is a tendency to change the whole arm.

"The power of the vortex ball has become stronger." Wang Ling was surprised to find.

His consciousness could clearly sense the momentum in Wucai's hand, which was really much stronger than before.

Could it be that his own strength was promoted, which led to the change of the vortex ball, and in an instant, many questions appeared.

A strong wind hit, and the land plane attacked and killed.

Wang Ling was thinking about the problem, and hurriedly responded to the battle, and the colorful hand and the land machine collided.

Bang.

He flew upside down and fell far away.

This time Wang Ling had a different feeling, the same attack, the force seemed to be smaller.

As soon as this feeling appeared, he thought that it was wrong. looked at the colorful hand suspiciously, and gradually understood that it was not the strength of the land machine that had decreased, but the reason why the power of the colorful hand had increased.

In the end, the colorful hand only changed the small half of the forearm, and after stopping, Wang Ling felt that the colorful hand also regained control, and only with a slight command, he could withdraw the colorful hand.

"You big villain, you really have a secret hidden in you." Wang Qianqian stared at her eyes and ran over angrily, but was stopped by Lu Ji.

The current Wang Ling, the situation is unknown, although he was repelled with a blow just now, he didn't feel that he had caused any damage to Wang Ling.

He looked at Wang Ling suspiciously, but Wang Ling looked at the colorful hand suspiciously.

"Smaller, smaller." He thought silently in his heart.

The multicolored hand is up, slowly shrinking, and only retreats to the wrist position.

"Not bad." Wang Ling nodded.

But the loss of control just now is really dangerous enough, too uncertain, he needs to find out the reason for the loss of control.

He patted his ass and stood up like a nobody.

Wang Qianqian's eyes were already wide, and she knew very well the strength of the late Hongshi-level masters.

A mere middle-level martial artist, being beaten out like this, also shows that the punch is very powerful, but why is it ineffective.

"See what?" Wang Ling looked at Wang Qianqian's eyes, vigilant in his heart, this woman, with a bad stomach, wouldn't be thinking about anything again.

Now that the Rainbow Hand had appeared, he didn't want to take it back because he didn't want the Vortex Ball to be exposed.

"What kind of ability do you have?" Wang Qianqian stared curiously at Wang Ling's colorful hands.

"Hercules dragon hand, it's very comfortable, sister, do you want to give it a try." Wang Ling smiled.

A chill flashed in Lu Ji's eyes, pushed Wang Qianqian away, and shot at Wang Ling.

Just now, Wang Ling's language contained slander against Wang Qianqian, and he couldn't bear it. The strength of the late stage of the Hun Shi class exploded, and the momentum was even stronger than just now.

Wang Ling was taken aback, it seemed that Lu Ji deliberately reduced his strength just now, and now he is using his true strength.

"Retreat." He wisely did not greet him, and used his bow physique.

His speed and reflexes were exerted to the extreme, but in the eyes of the late masters of the Hun Shi level, it was a joke.

Unfortunately, Wang Ling was repelled by Lu Ji during his move.

The two figures handed over, and in more than a dozen rounds, Wang Ling was punched by Lu Ji seven or eight times, and he hated it at all.

This late master of the Hongshi level was deliberately torturing him, wanting to make Wang Qianqian angry.

Wang Qianqian opened her eyes wide and looked at Wang Ling with a coquettish smile, those eyes can definitely fascinate everything in the world.

"Do you know how the person who teased me last time died?"

"Despicable, shameless." Wang Ling was very angry at this kind of person who relied on a Hongshi-level bodyguard by his side, but he couldn't help it.

"Heh, you dare to scold me." Wang Qianqian smiled, "Wait until I ask some secrets from your mouth, and then I will clean you up." ”

As soon as the words fell, Lu Ji's offensive accelerated, and Wang Ling was also shocked, this woman was really fine.

In the face of Lu Ji's strength, he could only fight to resist.

But you can't beat it, and you can't escape it.

Liu Wen couldn't watch it from the sidelines, so she joined the battle group and dealt with Lu Ji with Wang Ling.

In the face of the Hongshi-level masters, her arrival was just a drop in the bucket, and in the end, both of them were defeated.

Wang Qianqian's approach was very strange, helping Wang Ling up and massaging his injuries.

Wang Ling didn't know Wang Qianqian's purpose, but she knew in her heart that she would definitely ask about the origin of the colorful hand, and she never let go of her vigilance.

"Good brother, how is it, tell me how your hands became like this."

Don't say? Wang Ling looked at Lu Ji who was staring at him beside him, with a bitter face, and he didn't want to tell the truth, so he began to make it up.

"I'm a genetic mutation, why are you asking this?"

"But this hand is so special, it suddenly came out."

"I'm a mutation of ability, in today's society, who doesn't have three longs and two shorts, there is a strange place on the body, it's normal."

"Little brother Wang Ling, do you think my sister will believe what you say?" Wang Qianqian seemed to see through Wang Ling's trick, and her eyes flashed with a cunning gaze, "I'm sure that this hand must have an extraordinary origin." ”

"It's from an extraordinary background." Wang Ling nodded.

Although Wang Qianqian saw it, he didn't care at all, just now he was just thinking about it in a hurry, and he still had a big move.

"Then I'll tell you the truth, my hand was accidentally fused with a thing when I entered the ruins, that's why it became like this, please don't ask me about that thing."

He did enter the ruins, but before entering the ruins, he did fuse one thing, but this thing had nothing to do with the ruins.

"It scared me a little bit at the time, but I later found out that not only was it okay, but I could also add a lot of strength."

"Under normal circumstances, in order to avoid being regarded as an outlier, this hand did not dare to use it, just now because of the strength of the promotion, this arm was a little out of control, and when I was excited, I accidentally changed out."

"What you said is true?" Wang Qianqian was skeptical.

If she didn't know, she would definitely believe what Wang Ling said, but her habitual thinking didn't let her do it, after all, the words came out of her mouth, whether they were true or not, only the person who spoke knew it.

Some people don't have a judgment on other people's words, but Wang Qianqian is different.

The so-called bad things are too much, and her mind is easy to lead to bad things, and she is not a stupid little girl.

"Believe it or not." Wang Ling looked righteous and awe-inspiring, but when he spoke, the corner of his eye was peeking at Wang Qianqian, and he saw that the doubt on her face was even stronger, and he was happy in his heart.

It seems that speaking is also artistic, as long as it is processed a little and the amount of information in the words is increased, people with shallow thinking can easily be fooled and fall into the pit.

Thinking traps, even for the strong.

Wang Qianqian's thinking is not shallow, but it is really difficult to judge Wang Ling's half-truths, because there are too many places to deduce, and all information needs to be sorted out.

It's true that she's interested in the colorful hand, and she's not stupid enough to think about what she hears.

She smiled, looking at Wang Ling, her smile was particularly bright. Seeing her smile, Wang Ling's heart jumped, and his heart became a little empty.