Chapter 80

(three more)

As a senior, Dai Mubai felt that he had an obligation to remind Yang Ming.

"Yang Ming, think twice before doing anything!"

"With your own strength, in the face of Teacher Zhao's attack, let alone hold a stick of incense, if you can hold it for ten seconds, it is already quite remarkable."

Ning Rongrong nodded secretly, clearly agreeing with what he said.

As the jewel in the palm of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School, she is usually immersed in her ears and eyes, and she is also aware of the prestige of Zao Wou-Ki back then, but it was a real fierce name!

Even with the level of Soul Saint, he dare not say that he can defeat Zao Wuji with 100% confidence, let alone a mere twenty-fifth-level Great Soul Master?

Even if Zao Wou-Ki didn't use all his strength, it was enough for Yang Ming to drink a pot.

Of course, all kinds of language were just hidden in the belly, Ning Rongrong didn't say it, just a pair of beautiful eyes, from time to time a little light of watching a good show flowed.

Yang Ming turned his hand to investigate, and the golden light gathered in his palm, turning it into a strange weapon, like a sword but not a sword, like a knife but not a knife.

With a finger, he flicked the blade, making a soft moan that seemed to be eager to fight.

"No need to persuade." Under the slanting black bangs, a tinge of red bloomed in Yang Ming's eyes, and the three hook jade slowly rotated, "I have made up my mind."

"you……"

Dai Mubai opened his mouth, he really wanted to rush up, grabbed Yang Ming by the collar, and asked a few loud questions, who gave you this confidence?

However, when Dai Mubai saw Tang San and Xiao Wu who were with Yang Ming, neither of them showed much nervousness, his expression was slightly startled.

"You two, don't you worry about Yang Ming?"

"I'm worried, of course I'm worried." Xiao Wu blinked her eyes, "It's just that I understand better that no matter what my brother wants to do, I will support him unconditionally."

A slender lady, a gentleman is good.

Dai Mubai has always boasted of being romantic, but at this moment, looking at the determined look in the eyes of the lively and lovely girl in front of him, he seemed to have overturned five jars of old vinegar in his heart, and he had a sour taste.

"That's fine, you can do it yourself, I don't care."

The conversations of several people fell into Zao Wou-Ki's ears literally.

Zao Wou-Ki twisted his stiff neck after sitting for a long time, and showed a smile towards Yang Ming.

"Child, then let me see if you are really that strong."

Zao Wou-Ki conjured a stick of incense in his hand and stuck it on the ground to start burning.

Over the past few years, Yang Ming has been practicing hard every day and every night, and his swordsmanship has become very consummate.

Especially Li Bai's Qinglian Sword Art, Yang Ming has already thoroughly grasped three points.

The Qinglian Sword Art is divided into nine levels, corresponding to each level of Douluo Continent. They are:

When the green lotus appears, the green lotus transforms into energy, and the sword energy is like a lotus.

But now, Yang Ming has penetrated to the level of sword energy like a lotus.

Yang Ming nodded slightly, raised his arms, and the power from his shoulders and waist was transmitted to his wrists, and then the wrists exerted force, and the sword qi of Pi Lian suddenly shot out.

There is a cloud in the ancient text, the middle is straight and the outer is straight, there is no vine or branch, it comes out of the mud without staining, and it is clean and not demonic.

The sword energy is pure white, in the shape of a double petal of a lotus flower, becoming smaller from the outside to the inside, with a slightly pointed apex and a looming edge.

"Something."

A hint of consternation flashed across Zao Wou-Ki's rough face, and then a careless expression converged between his brows.

Zao Wou-Ki has traveled the continent for many years in the past. He has seen all kinds of people, and he has also experienced ups and downs. Even though he has been secluded in Shrek Academy for many years, his vision has not fallen. It can be seen at a glance that Yang Ming's sword energy is like a lotus. How wonderful.

Sword Qi is extremely unruly and difficult to tame.

But Yang Ming was able to superimpose the nine layers of sword qi together to form the shape of a lotus flower, but also to keep them from being scattered, and force them to one place.

In fact, it took Yang Ming six months to cultivate the sword qi like a lotus.

At first, it was very difficult for Yang Ming to stack two layers of sword qi. Often, when the sword qi pierced halfway, it would bloom in all directions, and if he was not careful, he would hurt himself.

If it wasn't for Yang Ming's persevering practice, it would be difficult to cultivate the nine layers of sword qi superimposed to form a lotus flower.

Among the hardships and sufferings, only a middle-aged person can understand it best.

"Strong King Kong Bear, possessed!"

A rather rude roar caught everyone's attention.

A thick layer of brown hair quickly covered Zao Wou-Ki's body like sticky moss. The originally medium figure was actually raised at a speed visible to the naked eye, breaking through the two-meter-five boundary in the blink of an eye. The muscles in his arms and thighs, It swelled violently, and the biceps muscles with the big fists made people take a deep breath.

With the seven spirit rings constantly rhythmically moving around his body, the aura emanating from Zao Wou-Ki's body suddenly rose to a level that made people faint.

His feet stood on the ground, like a towering iron tower, no matter how the wind and rain hit, he couldn't move him half a step!

Zao Wou-Ki squatted halfway with his legs forked. Seeing Qinglian's sword energy approaching his body, he suddenly opened his eyes the size of a copper bell, his eyes gleamed with cold light, his fists suddenly clenched, and among the seven spirit rings on his body, the first spirit The ring lights up suddenly.

"Roar!!"

From the depths of Zao Wuji's throat, Mu Ranjian released a roar, full of wildness!

A strong golden light suddenly erupted, and the brilliant golden light set off Zao Wou-Ki as if it was shaped by gold. In this boundless golden light, the Qinglian sword energy that could easily tear apart the steel plate melted away like snow under the warm spring sun. Come.

Not to mention breaking through Zao Wou-Ki's defenses, he couldn't even get close to half a meter in front of Zao Wou-Ki's body!

The first spirit ring spirit ability, do not move Ming Wang's body!

Although it is only a soul skill attached to a hundred-year-old soul ring, the skill is dead and human beings are alive. There is no weakest soul skill, only the weakest soul master. Wuji's immortal body is terrifying!

quiet!

Shocking silence!

Aside, Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Ning Rongrong were all speechless.

They sighed and asked themselves, if they didn't take out their trump cards, they wouldn't even think about fighting against the King of Fudo.

Dai Mubai showed a wry smile and said:

"You have all seen how powerful Teacher Zhao is. This is because he suppressed his own strength and did not use his full strength. Once he uses his full strength, I am afraid that within one move, Yang Ming will be defeated."

Zao Wou-Ki was able to become famous on the mainland for many years, so naturally he was not a generalist.

Xiao Wu pursed her lips, her beautiful eyes sparkling, and said:

"Don't tell me, brother, doesn't he have the hope of holding a stick of incense?"

"Impossible." Dai Mubai shook his head and said in an unusually affirmative tone, "It is absolutely impossible for Yang Ming to withstand Teacher Zhao's attack. If he can do it, the sows will climb the tree."