Chapter 141: Chapter 140.

(four more)

Thousands of miles to attack, complete their merits in one battle.

Yang Ming originally thought that Ma Hongjun possessed the ability to fly, and with Oscar's flying assistance, he could rush back to the academy in only three minutes. Therefore, the possibility of having a true red flag was the greatest.

Unexpectedly, they were tricked by them!

"The person who can understand me so well and make a targeted plan must be the third brother with a 90% chance."

Yang Ming could even imagine how proud Tang San was now.

Look, no matter how strong you are, you will still be tricked by me with the trick of turning the tiger away from the mountain!

After parting with Ma Hongjun, Yang Ming raised his head, and with the help of the Sangouyu Sharingan, he had faintly seen a group of people on the ground running for their lives in the distance.

Besides, Tang San and Xiaowu separated from the team, and galloped towards two different directions with the help of Oscar's flying assistance.

Because of the distance, the figures of Tang San and Xiao Wu had already turned into tiny dots, which couldn't be seen clearly.

"Humph!"

Yang Ming's eyes flashed, and his eyes locked on the direction Tang San left.

According to a normal person's way of thinking, during the time when Yang Ming was dragged by Ma Hongjun, Tang San and Xiao Wu must have one of them holding the real red flag, and the other as a smoke bomb to confuse Yang Ming's sight.

As for Dai Mubai and his party who were left far behind by the two?

It is possible to hold a real red flag, the probability is very small, less than 50%.

Because, everyone knew very well that Yang Ming's strength was far superior to everyone else, and he would definitely not be able to beat Yang Ming if he stayed. If he still kept the real red flag by his side, wouldn't it be easy for Yang Ming?

Choosing the one who is most likely to hold the true red flag between Tang San and Xiao Wu, Yang Ming chose Tang San without hesitation.

Compared to Ma Hongjun's flying speed, Tang San was much slower, but it only took five minutes to rush back to the academy.

It is worth mentioning that Oscar's flying ability, under the effect of the ability lasting for one minute, can make people fly 2,000 meters at its best.

But in fact, because there is no protective gear to protect the body, it is impossible to fly so fast, otherwise the body will be prone to wear and tear.

Moreover, after eating sausage once, there is an interval in the middle that you cannot take it again, commonly known as skill cooling.

Now, Yang Ming has been delayed by Ma Hongjun for four minutes, and there is only one minute left!

Logically speaking, Yang Ming can't make a comeback in just one minute!

"Tsk!"

Yang Ming was full of anger in his heart, he could imagine that if he returned without success in such a disheveled manner, he would probably be laughed at by Tang San for a while.

Of course, being laughed at is still one aspect.

The most important thing is that if they lose this match, Yang Ming will clean up, wash their clothes and feet for each of them!

It's fine to wash girls' feet, but if you wash boys' feet...

This picture is so beautiful that Yang Ming didn't even dare to think about it!

"Since you want to play, I will play with you well."

In the eyes of the blood-colored Sangouyu, a look of extreme seriousness flashed across.

"Open the door, the door of rest, the door of life, the door of injury, open!"

These days, it was the first time for Yang Ming to open the four doors. After several years of practice, Yang Ming's body was strong enough to withstand the pressure of the four doors.

The muscles are bulging and solid, as hard as granite, and every inch is as if carved by a skilled sculptor. It fits the golden ratio and is full of the beauty of power. The blue veins protruding from the surface like loach condense strong and powerful power.

Yang Ming's whole body is filled with majestic soul power. Most of the soul power contained in the body, and a small half overflows the body surface. The friction between the fluctuation of soul power and the air produces slight arcs, and each hair stands upright, even the forehead Slanted front bangs are no exception.

If it wasn't for Yang Ming's undyed hair, it would almost make people suspect that he has become a Super Saiyan.

But now, the powerful soul power emanating from Yang Ming has already surpassed the junior soul king, at least reaching the level of a 58th-level soul king!

Yang Ming looked down, looked at the clothes that were almost bursting with muscles, and the strength emerging from his hands, thought secretly, and said:

"If you don't want to consume too much lifespan and put a heavy burden on your body, the best result is to maintain it for a minute?"

enough!

Yang Ming took a squatting starting position, with his hands on the ground, the toes of his rear feet placed on his heels, the calf muscles of his rear feet tightened suddenly, and his toes suddenly stepped on, the ground was directly blasted by the strong force into a fist-sized pothole , Yang Ming flew out like a bolt of lightning!

Yes, a touch of lightning!

Li Lianhua!

In Li Lianhua's state, Yang Ming's speed exceeded the speed of sound!

The average speed of sound in the air is 340 meters per second, and Yang Ming is far exceeding this speed now!

The violent gale rushed toward his face like a blade, leaving traces of bloodstains on Yang Ming's resolute face. This was all due to the high speed and violent friction with the air.

Yang Ming can feel that the blood pump of the heart is constantly beating, and the blood in the body is like the Yellow River rushing, rolling through the meridians, providing a large amount of oxygen supply and consumption, and the muscles are constantly contracting, releasing the power beyond the limit time and time again!

Seeing Yang Ming's figure passing ahead, constantly narrowing the distance between him and Tang San, Dai Mubai and the others stood there in astonishment.

Dai Mubai's double pupils merged into one pupil, his eyeballs contracted as much as possible, and he exclaimed:

"My God, what speed is this?"

Oscar clutched his chest in fear, Yaoshou said:

"The mentality is blown up! What kind of monster are we going to deal with?"

Ning Rongrong's beautiful eyes were full of brilliance, her heart seemed to be jumping into a little deer, jumping up and down, her well-developed chest was heaving up and down due to excitement, and it was even more rippling. A stunning arc.

It made Zhu Zhuqing beside him even roll his eyes, wondering if he was complaining in his heart.

The thin pink lips parted slightly, revealing a row of white teeth, Ning Rongrong seemed to be taken away by Yang Ming.

In the past, when Ning Rongrong was in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, it was not that there were no young talents who showed favor to her, and flatterers were even more like a crucian carp in a river.

But Yang Ming was different from them.

Yang Ming never tried to curry favor with her, nor did he treat her like a high-ranking little princess, but treated her with an equal attitude.

Moreover, Yang Ming has always been very motivated, devoting almost all his time to cultivation, and never slack off.

Even Oscar, who is the laziest, was infected by Yang Ming. Now he has changed his bad habit of sleeping in and waking up before dawn to exercise every day.

Perhaps, it was precisely because of this quality that Ning Rongrong was deeply attracted.

Ning Rongrong's two slender legs rubbed against each other restlessly, her eyes were slightly absent-minded.

It wasn't until Zhu Zhuqing beside her impatiently touched her fragrant shoulder that she woke up from the fascination.

"Rongrong, don't be in a daze, let's go quickly."