437 Chapter 438. Yan Requests to Play

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repressed.

Incomparably depressing.

At this moment, Yang Ming's series of victories are like an insurmountable mountain on top of the other two college teams. Even the four members of the Wuhundian Academy team, led by Caesar, have changed from being careless at the beginning to now. His face was full of dignified colors.

Because in the short period of time just now, a total of three members of their Wuhundian Academy team were defeated by Yang Ming. You can't even touch the corners of your clothes, which is a bit too much!

Looking at the field, in addition to the stitch monster that Yang Ming summoned from the gate of the dead at the beginning, he also added a skeleton team, a zombie team, a vampire team, a few liches, and even an undead knight riding Bone horse.

This... is simply a small army!

Yang Ming didn't need much soul power to maintain the gate of the dead, but part of the soul power would be consumed when adding a new undead, but after resting for a while, he could restore his own soul power to achieve a certain balance.

Seeing Yang Ming taking out a sliced ​​watermelon from the Youhaina Ring and eating it, he looked like he was here for a game, not for a spring break. Well, at this moment, I can't sit still anymore, I can't hold back my face.

If Yang Ming was allowed to easily defeat the Wuhundian Academy team one by one, where would her face be?

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yueguan is the best at observing words and expressions, and she often stays by Pope Bibi Dong's side. From the subtle changes in her facial expressions, she already knew that she was already furious in her heart. There are four remaining members of the Wuhundian Academy team.

After receiving the reminder from Ju Douluo Yueguan, the four of them headed by Caesar were stunned.

If it offends the Pope, it would be a great sin!

"Next, I'll go on stage and drive that guy off!"

Caesar's eyes were full of fighting intent, even though Yang Ming was one level higher than him, he didn't show any timidity at all.

Unexpectedly, when he just stepped out of a foot, a person around him held his shoulder with a hand.

Caesar suddenly turned his head, and saw a red-haired Yan walking out with his face like an angry lion, saying:

"Caesar, you are the trump card of our team, let me play this match."

"But your martial spirit will be restrained by Yang Ming?" Caesar said.

"You mean to say that his martial soul Qinglian Earth Heart Fire and soul skill Fire Demon King can restrain me?" Yan's eyes gush with hot light like magma, and he said to himself: "I don't agree with this, don't forget Oh, my martial soul is the ancient flame lord, and I am the master of the flame!"

As expected, the student of the Alien Beast Academy team was singled out by an undead knight with a long spear, and lost the qualification to continue fighting. Yan represented the Wuhundian Academy team, and another student from the Alien Beast Academy The students of the team went forward to draw lots.

Looking down at his own order, Yan sneered and walked forward.

A pair of eyes that seemed to contain incomparable heat seemed to be able to penetrate the cover of dozens of undead in front of them. Seeing the master behind them, Yan said in a fanatical tone:

"Yang Ming, don't use these low-level undead to make a fool of yourself, just use your martial soul Qinglian Earth Heart Fire and soul skill Flame Demon King to fight against me!"

Hearing this, Yang Ming recovered from the system's notification sound.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for speaking the classic lines of King Glory Arthur and getting a chance to draw a lottery. Do you want to start the lottery roulette?"

It is said that those who play the hero Arthur in Glory of Kings are all middle-aged people over forty years old...

Of course, this is not the reason why Yang Ming dislikes this hero, the main reason is that his abilities are a bit tasteless to the current Yang Ming, and the skin is hard to describe.

Whether you are strong or not is a matter of time, but whether you are handsome or not is a matter of a lifetime!

Yang Ming simply clicked "No".

He has already saved a lot of lottery draws, and he is well aware of the changes in the plot, so he naturally understands that there will be a big crisis coming, so he is determined to use so many lottery draws to play a big one in the near future!

While the thought was flashing, Yang Ming could hear the invitation to fight, but he was not moved at all.

A joke, if it's what he wants, wouldn't it be in their way?

"Let's talk about it after you defeat my servants."

After all, Yang Ming lowered his head and continued to nibble on the watermelon, ignoring Yan's intentions at all.

"hateful!"

Seeing that Yang Ming didn't take himself seriously at all, how could Yan, known as the golden generation, endure such humiliation?

At that moment, a fiery dark red flame suddenly rose from Yan's body, and five soul ring configurations of two yellow, two purple, and one black flashed on his body.

At the same time, his body began to swell violently under the action of the first two soul rings. The clothes on his upper body were instantly shattered, and his muscles bulged exaggeratedly, like solid granite, full of a sense of power and beauty, and the inner strength The explosive power can be imagined.

In just an instant, Yan's body swelled three meters away like a balloon. His whole body was red, as if the Hulk in Marvel had transformed, with broad shoulders, strong chest muscles, and six-plate-like abdominal muscles. , forming a perfect inverted triangle figure.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Stepping wide and big feet, every time it makes the whole ground slightly vibrate, the red fists are wrapped with dark red fireworks, blocking the undead, whether it is a fragile skeleton soldier, a zombie like a brown sugar, drinking fat The suture monsters who grew up in the house happy water are not Yan's generals.

Punch, punch and punch!

The bursting fire and fierce boxing express a kind of violent aesthetics heartily.

Without using too much soul power, Yan's eyes carried a fierce look, and he stepped across the ground covered with bones and corpses, with a leap of faith to avoid the long-range shooting of the Liches in the back row, punching each Lich, directly Explode their heads together with the undead fire in the bones into countless pieces.

That's how insolent, that's how domineering!

"Law, law, law..."

The undead knight with the strength of the soul king suddenly grasped the reins tightly, clamped the horse's body with his legs, and galloped all the way with a three-meter-long spear in his hand. The rays of light carry unparalleled penetrating power, as evidenced by the fact that the students of the Alien Beast Academy team who were picked out by him just now still have holes the size of bowls in their stomachs!

Facing this terrifying attack comparable to a soul king's full blow.

Yan had no intention of giving in at all, his fists were wrapped in dark red flames.

Tit for tat, never back down!