20demayo Chapter 143
Chapter 143
Chapter 143
Qingniu is a middle-aged man who looks about two meters long, with broad shoulders and a broad back, his whole body is covered with a layer of granite-like muscles, and under his dark skin are knotted python tendons, like small dark blue snakes all over the red fruit. upper body.
"Little ghost, are you sure you can't go down?" Qing Niu's rough voice sounded, and Lu Zifeng watched his expression change, but recovered quickly.
"There's so much nonsense, you can't just call me, I'm about to fall asleep." Lu Zifeng yawned, Qing Niu was no longer talking nonsense, he had been standing here for several minutes, trying to persuade Own.
Lu Zifeng was very helpless, and had the urge to hit someone. This guy really deserved a beating, and he had no actual combat experience here. What he had was helplessness and boredom, a pure waste of time.
The host had already shouted, and Qingniu is a soul master with seven consecutive victories and seven points, but...how should I put it, Lu Zifeng suspected that this guy came back by relying on his big body to scare others into surrendering.
"Okay, since you are obsessed with obsession, I have no choice but to knock you down. If I hurt you later or bruise your little skin, don't scream." Qing Niu released the martial spirit Iron Horn Bull Come on, and then bright soul rings of one white, one yellow and one purple rose rhythmically from under his feet.
Immediately afterwards, he carried out the "Martial Soul Possession". The horns of the iron horned ox grew above his ears, and his body reached about [-] meters. The muscles of his plate armor became more prominent, as if there was an extra layer of skin Like armor, it looks more shiny and bright.
A cow moo followed from his mouth, and two streams of white smoke spewed out from the left and right sides of his mouth, which looked like thick smoke from smoking a pen.
"Hurry up and use your martial soul, don't blame me for not reminding you." Qing Niu said again.
Lu Zifeng frowned, Qing Niu was already possessed by the martial spirit, and he still talked so much nonsense, wouldn't it be nice to call directly?Do you still want a fair fight?What a thought!Is there any fairness between us?
No! !
Lu Zifeng really couldn't figure it out, is the other party a real man, or is he really talkative? ?
"Come on!" Lu Zifeng hooked his hands provocatively. He was afraid that if he used Wuhun, Qingniu would not even have the chance to perform, and would doubt his life.
Qing Niu wanted to say something, but, seeing Lu Zifeng's provocative appearance, he decided to teach him a lesson and let him understand what kind of taboo it is to underestimate his opponent.
Qing Niu's speed was very fast, and the distance of more than ten meters came in an instant. He clenched his iron fist like a casserole tightly. When he swung his fist, the tendons of his hands became more conspicuous, as if he was ready to go hunting. Then, his fist It was like an arrow off the string hitting Lu Zifeng's face.
"The first soul skill: Bull Impact."
"Bang!!" The wind of the fist exploded, and the soul power surged along with it, hitting Lu Zifeng's face with a loud crashing sound.Lu Zifeng's face sank, and his body flew sideways with Qing Niu's fist, spinning upwards and flying three meters high.
"Go on!!" Qing Niu said confidently. In his opinion, Lu Zifeng was bound to lose, and he didn't even bother to make up the knife.
Not only Qingniu is like this, but even the host's explanation is the same, and the audience is naturally the same. Everyone feels that there is no suspense, Qingniu has already won.
However, just when everyone thought so, Lu Zifeng seized the opportunity in a thrilling manner.
"Crack!" Lu Zifeng, who was spinning, supported his body with one hand and one foot on the edge of the ring, and did not fall.
The change in this scene was no different from a miracle. They never expected that Lu Zifeng would hold on like this, and then climbed onto the ring again.
Lu Zifeng looked back to the edge of the ring, and patted his heart, "I almost forgot, in the ring competition, if you fall, you will lose. It's just a little short, and I will lose to you."
Qing Niu chuckled, "Next punch, you will not be so lucky, why don't you use your martial soul?"
Lu Zifeng shook his head, "It's just that I wasn't ready just now. You alone are not worthy of letting me use my martial soul. You attack again? Or should I beat you up?"
Qing Niu couldn't help laughing, "Hahaha, what a joke, you can't even take a punch from me. Are you embarrassed? You even pretended to be a wolf with a big tail. Do you think you are a big gray wolf?"
"Whether I'm Big Big Wolf or not doesn't matter. What's important is... I don't want to play anymore." Lu Zifeng rushed towards Qing Niu as he spoke. Kicked Qing Niu's neck.
Qing Niu supported his body with all his strength, but the strength of Lu Zifeng's kick was weaker than he imagined, and the preparation work was in vain.
After Lu Zifeng kicked up, the tip of his toe did not rebound away, but hooked Qing Niu's neck. At the same time, his other foot also lifted up and kicked on Qing Niu's solid chest.
"Boom—" Qing Niu was about to stretch out his hand to grab Lu Zifeng, thinking that his kick was the same, as it didn't have much strength just now.
However, the next moment, he knew that he was wrong, the force was many times stronger than he imagined, and his whole body was kicked into the air.In the next second, his figure flew upside down and flew out of the ring.
"boom--"
Immediately, everyone was dumbfounded. The eloquent and eloquent host opened his mouth so that he could put down a duck's egg. He couldn't see that the contrast of the reversal was too fast for the slap in the face.
If you don't take you to play like this, and let no one host it well, explain it well, is it easy for me to host me?
Lu Zifeng didn't care about the change in the host's heart, he patted the other party, "Hurry up, announce the result, I don't have time to spend with you, it's really a waste of time."
Host: "...I, I got it. The winner is Lu Zifeng!"
"It's really concise." Lu Zifeng muttered, and then walked out of the ring, the host was stunned in place, whispering in his heart, the host can no longer be a good host.
There are really all kinds of people. If a soul master is useless even with a martial soul, he can defeat another soul master possessed by a martial soul. Isn't the gap too big?Moreover, the other party fainted? ?
Lu Zifeng didn't pay attention to them, he just didn't expect that he would have such softness, he could really imitate Xiao Wu's waist bow, and his power was not weak at all.
I don't know if his attributes are too strong or his opponent is too weak to have such an effect?
"Forget it, don't think about it, try to get more familiar with it, it still feels unnatural, and it's still a little bit worse." Lu Zifeng decided to sign up for the second round. As for the waist bow, if you practice it a few times, there should be no problem.
He seems to have forgotten something, but he can't remember it. He thinks that the actual combat seems quite interesting, and he can improve it... What's the matter, this is clearly bullying a little friend!
After winning ten consecutive victories, Lu Zifeng had a feeling that there was no sense of rivalry at all, it was a "quack" random killing, and he was bullying his little friends.
(End of this chapter)