Chapter 131:-for-tat (II)

"Shhhhh

Almost everyone had an illusion in an instant, as if they saw Tang Jie, who was as dexterous as a lark just now, suddenly transformed into a giant dragon in the sky, he entrenched in the sky, took a deep breath, and the clouds and mist in the sky seemed to be sucked by his inhalation!

Fighting a hundred battles, it is better to fight with a master, Tang Jie was coerced by Carl, and suddenly achieved a further breakthrough in his realm, he has grown his kung fu!

Tang Jie inhaled this breath into his chest, the ribs in his chest expanded outward, and his body soared!

This breath traveled down his trachea into his lungs, flowed into his blood, and then swam throughout his body, surging like a whirlpool to his arms, arms, wrists, and finally to his fingertips!

When Tang Jie's left hand was thrown out, it was as soft as a whip, but when the arm and fingers formed a straight line in an instant, it suddenly changed from soft to rigid, the arm drove the wrist, the wrist drove the fingers, and there was a trembling sound!

Everyone only felt that this breath-inhaling dragon suddenly opened its mouth, and suddenly the wind raged, and the heavens and the earth trembled!

"Matrodex, Dragon Spit Pearl!!"

Tang Jie's hand shake is very similar to the monument throwing technique and the steel whip horizontal elbow in the boxing technique, but because it is full of fighting energy, the black stripes of Barba on the left arm are vertical and horizontal, like a roaring black dragon, and the air is violently distorted, and the power is amazing.

The long whip head thrown out by Carl collided with Tang Jie's hand whip, and suddenly there was a loud "bang", and the ground where the long whip and his arm collided seemed to have been smashed with a sledgehammer, and the bright red carpet was immediately torn, and countless cracks were shaken out of the hard ground.

The two powerhouses collided together, and the air shook like a howling wind, spreading in all directions, blowing the magicians around Mozambique to raise their sleeves and hide their faces.

Carl's long whip was shocked by Tang Jie, and suddenly swished, and retracted into his hand like lightning, it was really like lightning, like a wind, his eyes flashed and looked at the man in front of him, he seemed to be a little surprised, and seemed to be a little eager to try.

Tang Jie's whip just now had already burst out all the power in his body, his face was like a tide at this time, all the pores of his body were opened, and a white vapor was steaming above his head, and the whole person looked like he had just been in a sauna, covered in sweat!

In his own opinion, the man in front of him with a long whip didn't use any strength at all, and he not only achieved a breakthrough in the realm at this juncture, but also raised his spirit to an unprecedented height, but just barely fought a tie with this man.

Now that Tang Jie's old strength is gone, his new strength has not been born, and the whole person is like a prostration, if he whips him again, then he really has no room to fight back!

But in Carl's opinion, the strength has reached the realm of his level, a person's strength and weakness, he can often see through it at a glance, there is no room for hiding at all, but this pirate seems to be at most the level of a fifth-level sword fighter, but once he enters the combat state, his dodge footwork and combat skills are incredible, and a strong man with rich experience in a hundred battles like Carl is unheard of and unseen.

Although Tang Jie's hand-shaking move just now looked very similar to the moves of some hand-to-hand fighting schools, Carl, who had fought with him, knew that Tang Jie's hand-shaking move just now had at least increased his strength by two levels!

Tang Jie's current strength is not worth mentioning in Carl's eyes at all, but what surprised Carl was Tang Jie's explosive power to increase his strength in this instant!

A fifth-level sword fighter can burst out with the power that a seventh-level sword fighter can only burst out in the blink of an eye, and the lethality and destructive power are just like the sword fighter is unleashing a "special move"!

Such explosive power is simply appalling!

Carl and Tang Jie just fought, and the two of them were separated by a touch, and then fell into staring at each other and falling into silence.

The people around were stunned by the lightning exchange between the two men, and they were silent and dumbfounded.

Fiona found an opportunity to intervene and speak, and she glared at Karl with a cross-eyebrow: "How dare you go wild in Mozambique?"

Margaret didn't want this matter to continue to expand, she knew that Carl was one of the strongest people in the world, and he didn't care about any occasion or any rules, as long as someone dared to offend her, Carl would definitely help her get back face.

The Countess stretched out her hand to stop Karl, turned around and said coldly, "What kind of place is this, and where is your turn?"

This sentence seems to be a reprimand, but it is actually to protect Carl.

Although Karl is strong, what is Mozambique and will there be a lack of strong men?

What's more, Fiona is a top powerhouse, if the magicians and magic swordsmen here start a surge, Karl will still have to walk around without eating, besides, she is here to make peace, not to stir up right and wrong.

When Karl heard this, he put away his long whip and stood behind him with his hands tied, his eyebrows bowed and pleasing to his eyes, like a slave.

Fiona snorted coldly, glared at Margaret and Carl behind her viciously, thinking hatefully about how to get back to this field and vent her anger for Tang Jie.

Just as she was thinking, she suddenly heard earth-shattering cheers around her, and applause was like thunder.

Fiona was a little dazed, she turned her head and looked at the crowd behind her that was suddenly boiling, not knowing what was wrong with them.

It turned out that these magicians and magic swordsmen were stunned by this battle just now, and after coming out of their minds for a while, they suddenly all reacted.

They were all knowledgeable people, and they watched Carl's long whip attack as impenetrable as a storm, but the black-haired pirate dodged unscathed in this stormy attack, and the dodge posture was so delicate and exquisite, it was amazing.

Due to pride and prejudice, these magicians of Mozambique have a really no better impression of the pirate Tang Jie, they can't tolerate a pirate riding on their heads, in charge of their life and wealth, not to mention, except for Fiona, no one in Mozambique has ever seen Tang Jie's true fighting strength.

In their eyes, this pirate was nothing more than a thief who had stolen it all by virtue of his relationship with Fiona, and he was not worthy of respect at all.

But right now, it seems that this pirate, who has always been despised by them, actually fought to a draw with a domain-level powerhouse, although the powerhouse in this field did not use much strength, but judging from the attack just now, many demon swordsmen here who think they are excellent in swordsmanship know that if they change themselves, they may be able to barely get a draw, but they will not be whipped, it is absolutely impossible!

Although most of these proud magicians and magic swordsmen are extremely arrogant, they also have the advantage of worshipping the strong.

A strong man like Fiona, for example, will be worshipped by them.

A person like Tang Jie can even fight with a strong man in the field, no matter what his identity is, he is worthy of respect and admiration!

What's more, Tang Jie now represents the entire Mosanbik, as soon as he loses, Mosanbik will also lose face, he will not fall behind in the face of the onslaught of the powerhouses in the field, and the magicians of Mosanbik also feel that their faces are bright.

A blitzkrieg between Tang Jie and Carl just now made Tang Jie suddenly receive collective applause from the Mozambique magicians, which was unexpected by anyone.

Tang Jie was concentrating on adjusting the breath of his whole body at this time, but he didn't listen to the cheers outside his body, his face sank like water, and his eyes were calm.

In the eyes of Margaret and Fiona, his calm and natural expression seemed to be less flattering, and they looked up to him more and more.

Especially Fiona, a pair of beautiful eyes looked straight at Tang Jie, and there was a kind of affection hidden in her eyes that even she didn't notice.

There was a tide of color all around, Fiona didn't have a good seizure, she just glanced at Carl coldly, and then said lightly to Margaret: "The Countess has a way, admire and admire!"

Margaret wanted to say something back, but after a second thought, she suppressed the thought, smiled lightly, and then walked down the red carpet with Fiona to a beautiful carriage, and bowed her head into it.

Karl, the coachman, did not have to drive for Margaret this time, and he bowed his head and got in at the Countess's motion.

After getting into the car, Margaret leaned on the side of the trunk of the car with a seductive posture, lifted the window with her hand, and whispered while looking at the magnificent cityscape of Mozambique outside the window: "How is it, what do you think?"

Carl has followed Margaret for many years, and he has long had a heart, and when he heard her say this, he knew that he was asking him how he felt about the fight just now, Carl said: "The strength is average, not surprising, but this person's strength and combat skills are very wonderful, and the explosive power is rare in the world, awe-inspiring!"

"Oh, awe-inspiring, awe-inspiring for people like you?" said Margaret, raising her eyebrows a little disapprehantly.

"When the strength reaches the realm of mine, when you see a leaf falling from the tree, you can know the changes in the wind and clouds between heaven and earth, and when you see the tide rising and falling on the seaside, you can know the depth and depth of the sea. Although this man is not strong now, no one can guarantee that his strength will always be like this!" Karl tilted his head, as if looking at the vast sky through the roof of the carriage.

"This man can instantly complete the accumulation process of a sword fighter, which means that every stroke of his is a killing move like a special move, and if his enemy is not too strong against him, he will be beaten to the point where there is no room for him to fight back......!

"Is that so...... Margaret pondered for a while, smiled, and seemed to quickly put Tang Jie's matter behind her, "Then, what about Fiona, who is famous all over the world, how is her strength better than yours?"

Karl smiled faintly: "Within a hundred steps, I win! A hundred steps away, she wins!"

"Is it still the distance that determines the victory......" Margaret shook her head slightly, "However, I was very surprised that you suddenly stopped before, I thought that once you did it, you would not stop if you didn't achieve your goal!" Is it because of Fiona's oppression and containment next to you?".

Karl shook his head: "Fiona was standing next to me less than sixteen paces away, I grabbed her like a child, where can she give me a sense of oppression and containment?"

"Why did you stop?" asked Margaret.

"Because I feel the aura of another strong man lock on to me, more than ten thousand steps away, well, maybe even far!" Karl said slowly.

"Well, how strong is the strong?" a glint flashed in Margaret's eyes.

"I don't know, but what is certain is that this is a magician, and his strength is close to Fiona, on par!" Karl said, "This magician is too far away from me, and he has locked me with his breath, if I don't stop, I am afraid that this magician will attack, and in the end it will affect you!"

Margaret chuckled: "It's so rare that Carl, who is invincible in the world, would retreat?"

Karl smiled faintly: "The world is invincible?heh, there are many strong people in the world like stars in the sky, if you don't fight them one by one, how can you dare to call the world invincible?"

Carl was a complete martial arts idiot when he was young, once armed with a long sword, picking on countless strong people in the world, experienced a hundred battles and never defeated, before he met Margaret, he was indeed well-deserved invincible in the world.

But since he saw Margaret, who was still a maiden, he was fascinated by her amazing beauty and bewitching figure, and willingly followed her side, as a slave and servant, just to see her up close.

There is no more infatuation in the world than this.

Carl calculates the time himself, he has been following Margaret for twenty years, and he has changed from a young man to a mature middle-aged man, in these twenty years, who knows how many strong people have emerged in the world and how many heroes have risen?

If nothing else, it's the black-haired pirate, and in time, he'll be the one to fight his fair game!

But how long will he keep me waiting?

Carl thought about it, as if he was recalling the years when he had a sword in his hand, rampant all over the world, dominating the world, and being invincible in the world, and his face was already a little stupid.

Margaret, on the other hand, glanced at Carl's face, smiled faintly, and began to groan: The strong man Carl said must be the former sea banshee Octavier!

How did Tang Jie get Octavier to his side?

Looking at it this way, the forces gathered around this pirate have reached a point where people can't afford to wait for them!

Margaret's eyes drooped slightly, her slender eyelashes lowered slightly, like a sinking cloud and stopping water, she was thinking solemnly about a question: this pirate named Tang Jie has risen so fast, and the forces gathered around him are so amazing, he can't be an Athos again, right?

Meanwhile, in the distant magical Tallinn, a slender figure stood at the top of the tallest tower of Ryanaldo.

Octavier's clothes are fluttering, her posture is like a fairy in the wind, she is not masked, a perfect and delicate face is like a white lotus blooming in the wind, although her eyes are still closed, but the direction of her eyes is always consistent with Tang Jie.

No matter when and where, all her attention is on this man's body, if it weren't for the fact that she released her breath to lock Carl when Carl was fighting Tang Jie, I was afraid that Tang Jie would be disgraced by Carl's whip next.

This beautiful mermaid looked into the distance obsessively, as if she was staring, as if she was watching, and she was also thinking about a similar question repeatedly: Is he, really Athos?

The only person who may not think about this kind of problem is probably Tang Jie himself.

For himself: I am unique!

Moreover, Tang Jie is now thinking more about the specific matters of Margaret's visit to Mozambique.

Both sides did not want to fight any more, the empire thundered a blow, but unexpectedly missed, since the blow missed, they simply gave up completely, retreated to seek a stable situation; Mo Zabik encountered this great chaos that has not been encountered for thousands of years, and suffered huge losses in terms of manpower, material resources, prestige, and influence.

Those magicians in the Sky City of Talasha and the Golden Ivory Tayaden would gloat when they heard the news of the Mozambique turmoil, right?

Tang Jie sat in the carriage, rubbing his temples, the fight with Carl just now not only overdrew his physical strength, but also made his energy a little overdrawn, and now when he thought about things, his temples jumped suddenly, and there was a sharp pain.

But if you don't want to, you can't, if you don't want to be thoughtful about this kind of thing, it is very likely that you will suffer in the next negotiations, you must know that the opponent he is facing is Countess Margaret, which is definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp!

Thinking that there are no people around who can give advice, Tang Jie sometimes wants to collapse his shoulders, shake his hands, throw this mess aside, and run away alone.

But Tang Jie thought about Fiona, and he couldn't bear it in his heart, so he had to grit his teeth and insist.

"Alas, it would be nice if Nia and Simon were around......" Tang Jie suddenly sighed.

As soon as this thought came to him, Tang Jie sat up straight suddenly, his eyes widened, and another thought followed: Nia, how are they doing now?