Chapter 404: I Must Be a Fake War Emperor

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Chapter 404: I Must Be a Fake War Emperor

Belch!

With a twitch of his face, the poison king was stunned when he heard his words, and looked at him incredulously.

I said are you two brothers, don't you know anything about your brother's strength? It's just a second-order level of a War Emperor, can you hurt him?

The old man, a top-level magician, couldn't hurt him a single hair, although he didn't even have a chance to make a move, he was by others.

Smacked his mouth twice, the poison king was inexplicable, and he didn't know what to say.

Is this second child of the Yang family too confident, or too arrogant?

Only Yang Feng himself knew that his second brother really didn't know anything about his younger brother's strength. When he was in Dragon Tiger Town, it is estimated that he only thought he was a general.

But even then, he was already very envious, and he couldn't wait to run away from home immediately, learn from a teacher, increase his strength, and catch up with himself.

Yang Feng never told him clearly, because he was afraid of scaring him and hitting his self-esteem.

Now that he is the emperor, it is time for him to accept a little bit of his true strength.

Thinking like this, Yang Feng smiled disapprovingly: "Second brother, don't get in the way, there are a group of old-timers here, peerless powerhouses are watching, if there is any problem, they will stop it in time, you just let the horse come." ”

"Well, well, since you've said so!"

After a little silence, Yang Xiaoyi nodded slightly, then looked at the green-haired old man on the side and said, "Senior, if I can't restrain my strength for a while, you must stop me quickly, don't let me hurt my third brother, he is the head of our Yang family." ”

"Don't worry, I think you're too worried, the old man won't have that chance to make a move, hehehe!"

With a dry laugh, the Poison King shook his head noncommittally.

After Yang Xiaoyi heard this, although he felt a little strange, but when he saw that he agreed, he didn't go to investigate, but looked at Yang Feng in front of him, his face was condensed, and he said solemnly: "Third brother, then you are careful, I am here." ”

"Good!"

Nodding fixedly, Yang Feng smiled disappreciatively, but quickly pointed to Yang Xiaoyi's bottom and said, "But before that, second brother, can you put on your clothes first, otherwise your image is really a bit eye-catching." ”

Yes?

His face stiffened, Yang Xiaoyi's eyes glanced down, and then he realized that he had just come out of the medicine liquid, and he hadn't dressed yet.

"Clothes, who borrowed me a set of clothes? How can I be naked?"

"Yang Erxia doesn't have to mind too much, you have been soaking in the liquid medicine for more than half a year, and it is normal to have no clothes, hehehe!"

Laughing and shaking his head, the poison king casually took out a robe from the storage ring and handed it over, Yang Xiaoyi leaned over slightly, thanked him, and quickly put the clothes on.

Then, Yang Xiaoyi took a deep breath, calmed down, looked at Yang Feng again, and shouted: "Third brother, I'm really here this time, be careful!"

"Don't worry, second brother, do your best to attack it, you don't have to keep your hands, I can eat my brother. With a slight bow, Yang Feng said lightly.

Hearing this, Yang Xiaoyi slowly raised his head, his eyes shining.

The poison king on the side whispered in his ear: "Qi condenses the dantian, and the blood rushes to the nine heavens." You have to concentrate all your anger and fighting spirit in the depths of your mind. With the rapid flow of blood throughout your body, that toxin in your body will greatly stimulate all your potential and increase your strength. The more emotionally charged you are, the more powerful you are. Rage, roar, and unleash your killing intent!"

Slowly closing his eyes, Yang Xiaoyi listened to the hint of the poison king, the muscles in his whole body were also constantly bulging, and his skin gradually became red, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes had turned bloody.

There was no previous hesitation or any emotional fluctuations in his eyes, but he was full of coldness and murder.

When Yang Feng saw it, he was also surprised.

At this time, the temperament of his second brother's whole body has completely changed. is no longer as polite as before, but has the meaning of a cold-blooded killer.

Roar!

Suddenly, Yang Xiaoyi roared angrily, and with a shake of his body, he was like a wild beast, and suddenly attacked Yang Feng, and he came in the blink of an eye.

Yang Feng's eyes shrank, and he couldn't help but be startled, especially when he looked at his second brother's eyes without the slightest warmth at such a close distance, his body trembled, and his heart was shocked.

couldn't help but tremble in Yang Feng's hands, but when he heard a loud bang on the ground, a slap passed, and Yang Xiaoyi's entire body was completely slapped into the wall, like a gecko that was pressed into the wall, slowly falling down.

Seeing this, the poison king couldn't help but smack his mouth twice and sighed lightly.

As expected, the gap between the two brothers is still like a chasm.

This acquired artificial genius is not as good as the innate monster after all. I really don't know what this younger brother grew up eating in his mother's womb, how can he be so unbelievably strong?

However, this second child can reach the strength of the War Emperor in an instant, which is already amazing, and the extremely strong explosive power in his body is really impressive.

Especially in the case of this is still not matched with combat skills, the strength he has exerted, if he is combined with a set of appropriate combat skills, he can definitely become a peerless master in this world.

Of course, you'll never be able to compare to that monster brother, hehe.

The Poison King was very satisfied with the experimental data, but Yang Feng couldn't help but be stunned for a long time, and couldn't stop smacking his lips and said: "It's terrible, I've never seen my second brother look at me with such eyes, and he has no personal feelings at all." Old thing, what did you add to my second brother's body?"

"Oh, it's nothing, it's a toxin that promotes war, and it's good for the body. But once you enter the combat state, you can abandon all the distractions in your mind, enter a state of absolute selflessness, and greatly exert your potential to improve your strength. In the future, it will not be a problem to fight beyond the ranks, and after calming down, it will be back to the same as before. ”

"Then he won't be brain-damaged and become a ruthless killer, right?"

"This ......"

Yang Feng was still a little worried, and after thinking about it, the Poison King shook his head with a smile and said, "It shouldn't be, Brother Ling has strong willpower, since he has overcome the negative effects of this venom, it will definitely not affect his sanity anymore." It's only when he fights, when his emotions are high, that he enters this bloodthirsty state, and when he calms down, he'll be fine. ”

Is it?

Yang Feng glanced at him deeply, still a little suspicious in his heart, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at Yang Xiaoyi, but only to see that at this time, Yang Xiaoyi got up from the ground, squatted on the ground depressed, and drew a circle.

"I must be a fake War Emperor, how can there be a War Emperor master who was slapped on the wall as soon as he made a move, you are all lying to me, woo woo!"

"Uh...... Is his mood swinging a little too much? Is it a side effect of your medicine?"

Seeing this scene, Yang Feng couldn't help but ask again.

The Poison King twitched his cheeks and smiled: "No, it's not a side effect of my medicine, I'm afraid you hit Brother Ling too hard." ”

"Isn't it just a slap in the face, so easy to hit his self-confidence?"

Yang Feng was puzzled and looked at his palm, inexplicable.

The Poison King showed a wry smile on his face, unconsciously touched his cheeks that had not yet subsided, and sighed: "Your slap hit more than Brother Ling's self-confidence, alas!"