Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Tyrannical Thunder Dragon
The gazes of the two intertwined in the air, stirring up violent sparks, and the air became a little frozen.
"Are you comparing me to that stupid boy yesterday? I'm not the kind of person who can only talk big and have no strength, my senior brother told me that your strength is also in the second level, and you are not outstanding, so you can't beat me. ”
The thunder dragon on the opposite side hugged his fists and looked at Wang Lin proudly, in fact, he didn't want to use these words to show his strength, but he didn't want to do it, although he was sure to win, but then some of his hole cards would definitely be exposed, and he didn't want to let people know his hole cards so early.
Wang Lin's eyes narrowed slightly, glanced at Chang Wuge, who was covered with thunder in the distance, and said, "Your senior brother, second rank?"
"That's right, my senior brother said that the people present can be divided into three levels, and your strength is at the middle level of the second level, which is not low, but it is even worse than me, you better go down, there is still a chance." As soon as Lei Long mentioned his senior brother, a look of admiration instantly appeared in his eyes.
After listening to Lei Long's words, Wang Lin was silent, not that he had nothing to say, but that he was now in an extremely speechless stage, and he just wanted to beat the arrogant Lei Long on the other side to vent. To understand who he is, the Holy Body, one of the strongest mystical three-body bodies of the human race for millions of years, has been rated by others as a second-level level, and it is still a medium level.
Not to mention Wang Lin, even the elder Cang Yan, who was staring at the field from afar, frowned secretly when he heard Lei Long's words, he was really an ignorant and fearless!
After being silent for a few minutes, Wang Lin raised his head, his eyes were calm and terrifying, looked at the thunder dragon, and said, "Do it!"
The three words spit out from Wang Lin's mouth, like a wave swept out, sweeping the air between the two of them aside, and a slightly cold breath spread throughout the field.
"Toast and don't eat and drink", the thunder dragon on the opposite side snorted coldly, the spiritual power on his body boiled instantly, the purple thunder and lightning power jumped on his body, and the people in the Thunder Hall all had the power of thunder and lightning, but the thunder power on the thunder dragon's body at this time was much worse than Chang Wuge.
I saw that the five fingers of the thunder dragon were together, and the spiritual power surged, and at the same time, the thunder on the body 'crackled', wrapped between the five fingers, and a paw print burst out, bringing the sound of wind and thunder.
"Crushed Claw"
With a loud shout, the extremely powerful paw prints flew towards Wang Lin, and the air was all carried out by the thunderous paw prints, and the power of the spirit-level martial arts burst out.
Wang Lin looked at the paw prints that were close at hand, and slowly raised his right hand, and his slender fingers pointed out so straight, and the air in front of him stirred up layers of ripples.
A little light emerged from Wang Lin's fingertips, hitting the fierce paw print, causing it to stand still in front of it, and then in the incredible gaze of the thunder dragon, the paw print shattered, turned into a flood of spiritual power, and dissipated in the air.
"Are you so strong? too weak. Wang Lin withdrew his outstretched fingers, looked at the thunder dragon opposite with a smile in his eyes, and said.
When Lei Long heard Wang Lin's words, his original disdain turned into anger. Thinking about how natural he was when he had that arrogant attitude towards Wang Lin just now, but on the contrary, when Wang Lin sarcastically mocked him, he became extremely angry, people are like this sometimes, especially geniuses from big forces.
"You angered me, I originally wanted to save you some face, but now it seems that you don't need it, next, let you see what a disciple of the Holy Land is. Lei Long looked at Wang Lin with a cold look in his eyes, the thunder on his body was even more victorious, and the spiritual power around him became even more violent.
I saw a huge and incomparably large palm print phantom slowly forming in the air, and there were countless purple lines on the black palm print, although it was illusory and blurred, but the purple light was dazzling and dazzling.
"I've been practicing this trick for several years, although it hasn't taken shape yet, but it's enough to clean you up, Purple Thunder Seal, suppress!"
Thunder Dragon said coldly, the thunder jumped on the palm of his hand, driving the huge palm print in the air, and slapped it fiercely at Wang Lin.
Click!
When there was still a distance of ten meters above Wang Lin's head, the battle platform made of pure gold cracked like a spider web, and the wind from the palm print made Wang Lin's robe rattle.
Even most of the contestants on the other battle stages stopped and looked at the huge palm prints of the black shadow in shock, and the eyes of the audience on both sides were even more scorching, and the momentum exuded by this alone made them feel frightened.
After Lei Long slapped this palm, he looked at Wang Lin opposite with a smile on his face, but in just a moment, the smile froze on his face, and he couldn't dissolve.
Wang Lin, who was wearing a mask on his face, couldn't see his expression at all, but when the huge palm print was swatted down, he moved, and rushed towards the palm print in the air without dodging or dodging, and his arm was slightly raised, like a charged bow and arrow.
"Broken!"
A cold word sounded, the huge fist slashed like a meteor, and the momentum on Wang Lin's body burst out at that moment, wild and rough, and the spiritual power on his body surged, making the fist that was like a rainbow extremely brilliant.
Rumble~
The brilliant fist shattered the thunder dragon's incomparably proud martial arts at that moment, endless waves emanated from one point, the air above the battle platform rumbled, and the qi waves spread into the distance.
If it weren't for the referee standing in the corner, I'm afraid this fluctuation would have affected the contestants on the nearby stage.
However, Wang Lin's movements were not finished, I saw that as soon as his body landed, he kicked violently, and ejected like a cannonball, leaving only a footprint on the battle platform, which was clearly visible.
"You, how is that possible? my... My attack... It can't be broken. Lei Long looked at the face that appeared in front of his eyes and said incoherently.
It's a pity that Wang Lin was not interested in his self-talk, and a lightning punch hit him in the stomach, falling several meters away, and then appeared behind him, kicking out mercilessly, flying out for more than ten meters.
"Don't you think you're very powerful?" Wang Lin's figure appeared in front of the thunder dragon again, and he reached out and lifted the bloody thunder dragon up with a punch.
"Didn't you say that my strength could only be at the middle level of the second rank?" Before the thunder dragon's body could land, Wang Lin was already standing at the bottom, and slapped out, slapping his body that was still in the air again.
The thunder dragon's eyes that flew in the air burned with anger, and he was furious, the genius disciple of the Holy Land was now being abused in such a way in public, which made his heart extremely angry.
However, in addition to anger in his heart, there was also fear and regret, he believed in his senior brother's words too much, and he was too arrogant, thinking that although the strength of such a demonic young man was good, it was not comparable to himself.
But the fact is that there is a huge difference, and it does not go according to his ideas at all, which can be said to completely overturn his previous arrogant attitude.
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