For a while, Lin Xi rubbed his chest in despair.

The old man on the opposite side not only had 180,000 combat power, but even fused the power of five bloodlines.

It's just outrageous.

She could feel that the old man was just playing now, and he wasn't using his full strength at all.

Thinking about it, she glanced at Zhang He not far away.

At this time, he was closing his eyes, and the fingers of his right hand were touching between his forehead.

The energy light waves bouncing on the fingers were rapidly becoming larger and dazzling.

It seems that Master is already at the most critical moment of gathering qi.

It's just that only five minutes have passed now, and she, Ke Di, and Zhao Hu have all been seriously injured, and most of their breath has been consumed.

There are five minutes left and you have to hold on.

"Tsk! It's boring, is that all you have? ”

The old man shook his head helplessly and said with some disappointment.

As he spoke, he looked to the other side: "And you, why hasn't Zhang He made a move?" This is? ”

Suddenly, he noticed that Zhang He, whose whole body was burning with fiery red qi waves, was condensing a powerful energy between his fingers.

This powerful aura energy has even surpassed it, using twice the power of the Realm King Fist Zhang He himself.

This faintly made the old man feel a little dangerous.

Even at the moment, it is not enough to pose a mortal threat to him.

But over time, this force has come together.

He has been a bloodline martial artist for many years, and he has always been cautious to get to where he is today.

We will never allow this, which shows signs of danger, to continue to exist.

"It turned out that he was holding back his big move!"

The old man smiled: "This powerful energy, but it's very dangerous, don't play casually!" ”

As he spoke, he walked step by step in the direction of Zhang He.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, two holes in the ground cracked under the old man's feet, and two big hands came out, grabbing his ankles in an instant.

He sneered, raised his arms, and pointed his palms at the ground beneath his feet.

"Boom!"

Two hot flames, two large hands that spewed into the ground.

Under the scorching flames, the two large hands began to gradually become red and swollen, with blood blisters, and finally purple and black.

At the same time, Ke Di was heard in the distance, grunting in pain.

But the two big hands still grabbed his ankles and did not relax at all.

The old man's white eyebrows furrowed, revealing a puzzled expression.

Judging from the information collected before, this person named Ke Di should be the number one in the North Rock Martial Arts Academy.

Moreover, he was extremely resentful of the Hidden Dragon Martial God Academy that turned him away back then.

and also threatened to defeat the students of the Hidden Dragon Martial God Academy one by one.

But now, he actually helped Zhang He, a student of the Qianlong Martial God Academy, desperately against himself.

It's a bit unbelievable.

"I'll admit that your Namek bloodline is the most useful bloodline in the room! Regenerative ability, strong mental power, flexible body."

The old man smiled at Ke Di, who was kneeling on the ground and inserted his hands into the ground, and said, "It's just that you are a little stupid, is a Zhang He worth your hard work?" ”

"Humph! You know a piece of! I'm not working hard for Zhang He, but for my opponent! ”

Ke Di's expression was painful, but he still said proudly.

Then he opened his mouth and shot a yellow light bullet from it.

"Bang!"

With a wave of his right arm, the old man flew the oncoming light bullets.

He squinted, and there was a hint of disdain in the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes: "Inexplicable reason"

Immediately, he mobilized his breath, and the flames of his palms sprayed more violently towards the big hands on the ground.

In a short time, the flames had almost scorched Kedi's hands to black.

"Bang! Boom! ”

Suddenly, a circular dirt pit exploded around the old man's body.

A huge force of gravity struck, instantly sinking the ground for nearly ten meters.

The old man frowned slightly and looked at Zhao Hu not far away.

I saw Zhao Hu at this time, his face was distorted and hideous, and the muscles of his whole body were violent.

Blood seeped out of the skin as the arms pressed down sharply, and there was a sound of bone knots popping.

Obviously, he looked like he had overused the power of the bloodline, causing great damage to his body.

At this time, gravity is indeed several times stronger than before.

But in the face of his strong combat power, this gravity is equivalent to the weight of a table tennis ball before, and now it is replaced by a basketball gravity.

It's still negligible.

It's just that he is a little curious, this warrior who has always looked a little flustered and timid in his bones.

Why is he trying so hard to help Zhang He delay time now?

With his character, shouldn't he take advantage of the moment and run away desperately?

This is by no means a cost-effective deal that can be exchanged for a life for a fairy bean.

"Hey! Does it make sense? It seems that you still don't understand how useless your gravity bloodline is! ”

As he spoke, he raised his arm and casually pressed in the direction of Zhao Hu.

"Boom!"

Zhao Hu's body was once again pressed into a pit dozens of meters deep.

The old man sighed: "Look at it, even if I fused your bloodline with the help of alien beast energy, there was only this degree of suppression. ”

"You can only rely on the gravitational suppression of combat power alone, and you can only deal with waste students like you."

"If you deal with a martial artist who often conducts gravity training, this kind of gravity suppression is like chicken ribs!"

"So now, do you still think your gravity bloodline is useful?"

Zhao Hu was pressed into the dirt, spitting out the soil and blood foam in his mouth, and roared hoarsely: "Don't insult you, gravity blood blood!" ”

"As a warrior, you. . . You can beat me, you can say I'm rubbish, garbage"

"But as a bloodline martial artist, bloodline is everything to me Zhao Hu!"

"You're so casual. The guy who steals other people's blood at will and talks about garbage doesn't understand anything at all! ”

The old man frowned slightly, and pressed his palms hard.

"Bang!"

Zhao Hu's body was instantly pressed down several meters deep, his skin was open, and blood was surging.

"I don't understand? You see, your gravity bloodline, in me, can play this little role! ”

The old man's face and tone became sharp: "So you should thank me!" After all, waste bloodlines are waste! ”

"Originally, you could have escaped, but now for this boring waste bloodline reason, then go die, you."

"Whew!"

"Boom!"

Suddenly, an orange-red energy light wave with a diameter of about one meter shot out from not far away.

An explosion of fire exploded in the old man's face.

The old man only felt that his face had been bitten by mosquitoes, and it was not painful or itchy.

The smoke dissipated, and he smiled at Lin Xi, who had a trace of green smoke in his hands: "Your Saiyan bloodline is also a waste of waste!" It's just that"

As he spoke, he looked at Zhang He on the other side: "It's just that Zhang He's Saiyan bloodline is well developed, that's all!" ”

"Do you really think that the Saiyan bloodline is very strong?"

"That's it, I'm not interested in playing with you bunch of waste, so I'll send you on my way!"

The old man leaped forward and severed the big hand that was wrapped around his foot.

His short, thin body flew slowly upwards.

Then, he raised his arms, put his palms on the ground, and looked at the few people indifferently.

In an old and hoarse voice, he said coldly: "Feel the pain! Accept the pain, understand the pain, those who don't know the pain can't really understand the weakness of your bloodline! ”

(End of chapter)