Chapter 886 The Fighting Power of the Wild Beast King

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

Even though the two generals, Suzaku, are quite old, after all, they are from military training backgrounds. Their spirits are still strong and their skills are still flexible. The two of them are twisting together, each showing their special skills. Among the other generals, You and I started fighting back and forth in front of us. The falling was so fierce that it was difficult to tell the winner for a while.

The Apocalypse tank on the side was like a referee, but it was just a crazy one. It kept turning the barrel stupidly, as if to add to the fun.

"good!"

With the temperaments of these two old generals, it was absolutely impossible for them to do this in public. It was obviously Wang Ling's order, but there were other generals who were watching the fun and didn't think it was a big deal, and even specifically applauded.

Hearing the cheers, the two generals remained unmoved and continued to fight. However, Wang Ling became embarrassed and quickly revoked his mind control.

Just kidding, although Wang Ling has a hero status, these two have been famous generals for a long time. If the quarrel continues, it will be a big deal!

After the mind control disappeared, the Apocalypse tank finally returned to normal. It immediately stopped shaking the barrel and stayed motionless in place. The two old generals also stopped wrestling and finally regained consciousness after a period of trance.

However, this time Wang Ling did not delete the memory of when they were controlled. The two old generals still had fresh memories of the wrestling scene they had just performed. Even if they had seen a lot of the world, it was inevitable that they would be a little embarrassed at this time.

Old General Suzaku was embarrassed, but he also complained: "I say Wang Ling, are you deliberately trying to embarrass me? There are so many people, why did you just pick the two of us? You can just pick a few soldiers!" "

"Hahaha"

"This old Suzaku is so shy!"

"Go away! I'm so shy about this. This is what I am."

"What is it?"

"It's none of your business, it's not you who are being controlled emotionally!"

"Hahaha"

These old generals were all very familiar with each other, and a group of people laughed at them.

After a moment of embarrassment, Wang Ling cleared his throat and explained: "Replying to General Suzaku, it's not that I'm targeting you specifically, but that among the generals here, only you two can control it!"

"Huh? What do you mean?" Another controlled general asked.

Wang Ling replied: "Mind control is not unlimited. The control target has no mind at all, or after the mental resistance reaches a certain level, it cannot be controlled! When I released the mental pressure, I have actually tested the generals. The mental resistance of the two of you is not strong enough and you can control it smoothly!"

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"Hahaha, Suzaku, it's not Wang Ling's fault, it's you who can't do it!"

"Are you embarrassed? Are you slapped in the face? It's still the mind control you requested!"

"Ha ha."

The two generals, Suzaku, were immediately speechless, while the other generals took the opportunity to laugh. The faces of the two old generals turned red when they laughed.

Wang Lingzi took the opportunity to cough dryly, interrupted the other generals, and warned: "Two generals, I put the target on you, but I actually have some intentions. Although my mind control skill has a wide range and many targets, In fact, it is not much stronger than ordinary psychic troops. I can control it, and so can the psychic troops. The psychic empire is currently our number one enemy, and we have to guard against their special skills! So! , you two, it’s time to strengthen your mental resistance training!”

Within the coalition and allied forces, there are naturally some training programs that can enhance mental power. When Wang Ling learned about this kind of training, he was actually interested in mastering the abilities of the psychic troops through training. But after he understood the details of the training, he gave up directly. Because this training is not only very time-consuming and laborious, but also far from the results Wang Ling wants.

However, this does not prevent other generals from training their mental power. After all, they do not have the ability of psychic troops. They just use training to enhance their mental resistance and reach the point of immunity to mind control. That is enough.

"It seems that we really must not slack off, otherwise it will be a drag on the young people." General Suzaku was not in a hurry to get angry. Instead, he smiled ashamedly. It seemed that he had made up his mind to improve his mental resistance. Been training for a while.

The display of mind control skills ended here. However, after the two generals Suzaku returned to their posts, another general suggested: "We have seen shock waves and mind control. It is really an unexpected surprise. Very practical! So, what about the fighting ability of your Wild Beast King?"

Mentioning the Beast King, the generals became interested again, and even Coach Rich said: "Yes, from what you said, it is a chaotic war after all, and we don't have an intuitive understanding. Let's put it this way , it happens that the Apocalypse Tank is here, you can use the Apocalypse Tank to test its attack power!"

Buzz. Buzz.

The Apocalypse Tank immediately shook its gun barrel, perhaps regretting why it didn't return to patrol duty immediately. Instead, it was treated as a target by staying here.

However, the armored troops were not infantry after all, so they had no way to protest, and the commander had already given the order and had no choice but to execute it.

Wang Ling looked back at the Apocalypse tank and laughed: "Okay, the tanks of the Soul Empire are not strong enough. I also want to try to see what the effect of hitting Apocalypse will be!"

"Roar!"

After saying that, Wang Ling roared like a beast, and his body immediately swelled a bit, the muscles all over his body bulged exaggeratedly, and his skin turned blue-black, making him look like a smaller orc!

Advanced enhancement, modification of its genes, all aspects of the body's abilities have been greatly improved, and the most obvious one is its powerful control ability. In the form of the Wild Beast King, Wang Ling can change the size of his body within certain limits, but no matter how big it is, his strength is constant. There is no need to burst his clothes again in front of a group of generals.

Even so, these generals were shocked when they saw Wang Ling's changes.

Wang Ling ignored them. Instead, he sauntered closer to the Apocalypse tank. He laughed evilly, clenched his fists, and roared, then launched a fierce attack on it!

boom!

With this blast, Wang Ling did not hold back at all, almost using his strongest strength now. The Apocalypse Tank was hit by the blast, and the body of the tank shook violently. The whole body passively shifted a little to one side. The health bar on the top of it, I lost almost half of my money in an instant!

Fortunately, the Apocalypse Tank is hard enough, otherwise if it were an ordinary Rhino Tank, it might be directly exploded by this punch!

"Ouch!"

"What a powerful destructive power!"

"The King of Wild Beasts is indeed worthy of this title!"

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boom!

The generals were surprised, but before they could finish their discussion, Wang Ling had already punched him a second time. With this punch, the Apocalypse Tank's health bar almost bottomed out. The little blood remaining was so red that it was almost glaring. , there was even thick black smoke rising from the car!

Normal serialization has resumed.

I have been a bit tired these past few days, but being able to have some fun with these old guys makes it all worth it.

There is an old man lining up to get married next month. Watching these friends around me get married one by one, to be honest, I feel some inexplicable feelings in my heart, both happy and disappointed.

All the roommates who have been together for three years have found partners, but here I am still worried about family money. The seal makes me particularly sensitive. When my friends talk about folk customs, I even think about it, If these folk customs were written into a novel, would the book be sealed?

Alas, it’s too far off topic.

In the past few days, I have been working hard to supplement the manuscript every day after returning to the hotel. I am confused about how many chapters are missing from the manuscript. I will continue to serialize it like this for now. As for the sealed book, I will see what else I can do.