Chapter 69
"Now, let's invite all the classes of grade one to defeat Jiang Teng in the square yesterday, which has shocked sun Zhang and Xiong Chu. However, in their eyes, Huang Xiaolong is in the late stage of the fifth stage and the peak in the later stage. Now, even Yang Mingwei in the later stage of the sixth grade has been knocked back by Huang Xiaolong!
What's the concept?!
After being shocked, sun Zhang and Xiong Chu trembled and were so excited that they even felt the urge to rush to Huang Xiaolong and hold Huang Xiaolong.
When everyone was shocked, Huang Xiaolong looked at Yang Mingwei and said, "you'd better use all your strength." Huang Xiaolong can see that Yang Mingwei didn't use all his strength just now. Otherwise, he would not have shaken him back so easily.
Yang Mingwei stares at Huang Xiaolong. His previous contempt completely disappears. Instead, he is replaced by dignified. With just a blow, he knows that Huang Xiaolong has enough strength to be his opponent.
"Well, I'll take back what I said earlier." Yang Mingwei said: "you are qualified to be my opponent, Huang Xiaolong. I will fight him with all my strength, and I hope you can fight with me with all my strength."
Yang Mingwei said, his whole body light rose, and behind him appeared a man, a giant in red gold armor, sitting there!
This is the soul of Yang Mingwei!
Alone!
To be exact, it's an ancient race!
Yang Mingwei's martial spirit is a kind of ancient race spirit called the immovable Ming king. It is said that many races were abandoned by the protoss in the ancient times, among which the immovable king is one of them.
Race spirit is also a kind of martial spirit, and generally speaking, race spirit is high-level spirit.
For example, Yang Mingwei's immovable king is the top ten level martial spirits.
Of course, there are 14 classes in grade one, and each class is the first. Generally speaking, those who are top-notch in level 10 or above are top-notch. Without such talent, it is impossible to win the first place in the class.
Yang Mingwei calls out the king of Ming Dynasty without moving his soul. A golden circle suddenly appears behind his back. With a flash of his body, he suddenly hits Huang Xiaolong with a fist.
Huang Xiaolong's body flashed, and the two collided.
There was a lot of fighting and the air was rolling.
This time, Yang Mingwei is still shaken back by Huang Xiaolong.
They were shocked again.
The people who have the spirit of the Ming Dynasty can summon the king. Both their physical strength and defense are half stronger than those at the same level. But Huang Xiaolong can still shake him back. Isn't Huang Xiaolong stronger than Yang Mingwei?! What's more, Huang Xiaolong still hasn't summoned the spirit of martial arts.
Huang Xiaolong pushes Yang Mingwei back again with a fist. He flashes his body and comes to the opponent's body. He prints a soft palm on his chest.
"Don't move the king's gold circle!" Just as Huang Xiaolong's handprint reached Yang Mingwei's chest, the golden light in Yang Mingwei's eyes flashed, and the gold circle behind him suddenly flashed. It revolved around his whole body and formed a defensive circle. Huang Xiaolong's palm print hit the gold ring as if it had hit the iron wall.
"You can't break my defense!" Yang Mingwei looked at Huang Xiaolong and said, "only seven steps can break my immovable king gold circle!"
Don't move the king's gold circle!
This is Yang Mingwei's soul skill after his transformation.
Yang Mingwei and people against the enemy, after the use of the Ming King's gold circle, with his current strength, only seven levels can break his defense.
"Can't be broken?" Huang Xiaolong looks indifferent: "not necessarily!" With that, the palm of his hand on Yang Mingwei's chest suddenly pressed forward, and a force of fear and softness rushed into Yang Mingwei's body through the Golden Circle of the immovable king.
Yang Mingwei's eyes widened, his body shook, and he retreated again and again until he reached the edge of the stage. The bloody blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.
People on the stage were in a state of uproar.
"You, what kind of fighting skill can you break my immovable king gold ring?" Yang Mingwei couldn't believe Tao.
This is the terrible part of the soft palm. Even if the soft palm is hard hit across two walls, it can blow the other party away, but there is nothing wrong with the wall.
Huang Xiaolong didn't answer. He flashed in front of the other party and took another shot. Yang Mingwei was shocked. When he wanted to dodge, he was hit by Huang Xiaolong with one hand. His body shape flew upside down and fell under the stage.
Yang Mingwei is defeated!
The crowd looked at Yang Mingwei, who fell down from the stage. For a long time, there was no response. After a while, there was an uproar and Yang Mingwei lost! What's more, Huang Xiaolong won so easily that he didn't even summon the spirit of martial arts.
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What's the concept?!
After being shocked, sun Zhang and Xiong Chu trembled and were so excited that they even felt the urge to rush to Huang Xiaolong and hold Huang Xiaolong.
When everyone was shocked, Huang Xiaolong looked at Yang Mingwei and said, "you'd better use all your strength." Huang Xiaolong can see that Yang Mingwei didn't use all his strength just now. Otherwise, he would not have shaken him back so easily.
Yang Mingwei stares at Huang Xiaolong. His previous contempt completely disappears. Instead, he is replaced by dignified. With just a blow, he knows that Huang Xiaolong has enough strength to be his opponent.
"Well, I'll take back what I said earlier." Yang Mingwei said: "you are qualified to be my opponent, Huang Xiaolong. I will fight him with all my strength, and I hope you can fight with me with all my strength."
Yang Mingwei said, his whole body light rose, and behind him appeared a man, a giant in red gold armor, sitting there!
This is the soul of Yang Mingwei!
Alone!
To be exact, it's an ancient race!
Yang Mingwei's martial spirit is a kind of ancient race spirit called the immovable Ming king. It is said that many races were abandoned by the protoss in the ancient times, among which the immovable king is one of them.
Race spirit is also a kind of martial spirit, and generally speaking, race spirit is high-level spirit.
For example, Yang Mingwei's immovable king is the top ten level martial spirits.
Of course, there are 14 classes in grade one, and each class is the first. Generally speaking, those who are top-notch in level 10 or above are top-notch. Without such talent, it is impossible to win the first place in the class.
Yang Mingwei calls out the king of Ming Dynasty without moving his soul. A golden circle suddenly appears behind his back. With a flash of his body, he suddenly hits Huang Xiaolong with a fist.
Huang Xiaolong's body flashed, and the two collided.
There was a lot of fighting and the air was rolling.
This time, Yang Mingwei is still shaken back by Huang Xiaolong.
They were shocked again.
The people who have the spirit of the Ming Dynasty can summon the king. Both their physical strength and defense are half stronger than those at the same level. But Huang Xiaolong can still shake him back. Isn't Huang Xiaolong stronger than Yang Mingwei?! What's more, Huang Xiaolong still hasn't summoned the spirit of martial arts.
Huang Xiaolong pushes Yang Mingwei back again with a fist. He flashes his body and comes to the opponent's body. He prints a soft palm on his chest.
"Don't move the king's gold circle!" Just as Huang Xiaolong's handprint reached Yang Mingwei's chest, the golden light in Yang Mingwei's eyes flashed, and the gold circle behind him suddenly flashed. It revolved around his whole body and formed a defensive circle. Huang Xiaolong's palm print hit the gold ring as if it had hit the iron wall.
"You can't break my defense!" Yang Mingwei looked at Huang Xiaolong and said, "only seven steps can break my immovable king gold circle!"
Don't move the king's gold circle!
This is Yang Mingwei's soul skill after his transformation.
Yang Mingwei and people against the enemy, after the use of the Ming King's gold circle, with his current strength, only seven levels can break his defense.
"Can't be broken?" Huang Xiaolong looks indifferent: "not necessarily!" With that, the palm of his hand on Yang Mingwei's chest suddenly pressed forward, and a force of fear and softness rushed into Yang Mingwei's body through the Golden Circle of the immovable king.
Yang Mingwei's eyes widened, his body shook, and he retreated again and again until he reached the edge of the stage. The bloody blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.
People on the stage were in a state of uproar.
"You, what kind of fighting skill can you break my immovable king gold ring?" Yang Mingwei couldn't believe Tao.
This is the terrible part of the soft palm. Even if the soft palm is hard hit across two walls, it can blow the other party away, but there is nothing wrong with the wall.
Huang Xiaolong didn't answer. He flashed in front of the other party and took another shot. Yang Mingwei was shocked. When he wanted to dodge, he was hit by Huang Xiaolong with one hand. His body shape flew upside down and fell under the stage.
Yang Mingwei is defeated!
The crowd looked at Yang Mingwei, who fell down from the stage. For a long time, there was no response. After a while, there was an uproar and Yang Mingwei lost! What's more, Huang Xiaolong won so easily that he didn't even summon the spirit of martial arts.
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