Chapter 87 Reversal, Ma Hongjun’s counterattack
“It’s over, Boss Dai and the others are going to kneel again.” Oscar looked at the two people slowly walking onto the ring, and he couldn’t bear to watch the next game.
Hearing this, Xiao Wu looked at Oscar unhappily.
"You are really superficial brothers. After all, Boss Dai is also with us. Can you please say something nice?"
Oscar shrugged.
"I also think that if it is a 1V1 match, Boss Dai will definitely win, but..."
Oscar did not say the next words, but his eyes fell on Ma Hongjun. Obviously, he I don’t think Boss Dai can still win with the help of Ma Hongjun, a loser.
Even Tang Ya doesn't have much confidence in Dai Mubai's performance in this match. After all, they have not taken fairy grass yet, and their talents can only be said to be excellent. They usually do not practice hard. In addition, the opponent is three to five years older, so it would be great to win, let alone with a low-level Ma Hongjun.
After all, my situation is somewhat special, so I can dominate at the same level.
Soon, the two opponents took to the ring as the host announced.
When the two appeared on the playing field, a look of solemnity appeared on Dai Mubai's face, and it disappeared in an instant.
The people who came were two sturdy young men, about eighteen or nineteen years old. They were dressed in gold and red training uniforms, and with their hair, they looked very capable.
What’s more important is that the referee just said that their levels are level 38 and level 36 respectively.
"Jie Jie Jie, Dai Mubai, do you think I can't help but expose you just because you're wearing a mask? You want to hide your identity, so at least you should change your clothes."
After saying that, the young man's eyes fell on Dai Mubai's side. After seeing the other person clearly, the smile on the young man's face became even wider.
"Hey, Dai Mubai, should I say that you are arrogant, or should I say that you are arrogant? You are actually teaming up with this fat guy who is over 20 levels."
Although Dai Mubai felt two feelings in his heart, The man was very solemn, but his face showed a look of disdain, and he snorted coldly.
"Luofuji, if you want to fight, fight, don't talk nonsense. Besides, don't forget, you are no match for me."
As if he had touched a sore spot, Luofu Ji's mood also became excited and he spoke directly to the young man beside him.
"Albai, wait a minute, you attack the fat man directly. His martial spirit is a piece of shit, and his soul power is only over 20 levels. Quickly deal with him, and then come over and help me." It was obvious that he was not carried away by anger.
Hearing this, Ma Hongjun's heart was filled with anger.
A native chicken, who the hell is a native chicken, he is a phoenix!
Everyone looks down on him more than the other. Are they really making fun of him?
Today, he wants everyone to know that he, Ma Hongjun, is also a genius who can leapfrog challenges!
The next moment, Ma Hongjun moved, and his martial spirit possessed him almost instantly. Two yellow soul rings slowly emerged, and a stream of flames wrapped around his hands, and then quickly turned into several A line of fire flew towards Luofuji at an extremely fast speed.
That speed was fleeting. By the time Luofuji realized it, the line of fire was approaching. It was too late to hide. However, there was no need for him to hide. He was just a great soul master of more than 20 levels. There was a huge gap between one soul ring. , it poses no threat to him at all, but he will not be stupid enough to catch it with his hands. After all, it is a ball of fire, how hot it is.
He smiled contemptuously, then stretched out one hand, and a barrier formed by the condensed soul power appeared in front of him.
At this moment, a sound of ‘Puff, Puff, Puff’ suddenly came.
The originally noisy spirit fighting arena fell silent in an instant.
What did they see?
A great soul master of more than 20 levels actually killed a soul master of level 38 with just one casual blow.
The next moment, Ma Hongjun raised his hand and pulled, and silver needles appeared on Luofuji's body. With a little more force, Luofuji fell down, but under him, It is already a bright red.
Withdrawing the needle, Ma Hongjun cast his gaze on Albai, the only remaining figure of the other party, with a slight smile on his lips.
"I injured his meridians. If it is not treated in time, I am not sure whether it will affect his future practice. Do you--do you want to continue?" I don't know if it is an illusion, Albai is here When I saw the fat man in front of me smiling, I felt inexplicably charming.
He suppressed the nausea in his heart.
"I surrender."
The audience.
Oscar was already shocked and grinning from ear to ear.
“Fat, fat man is so powerful!”
Tang San took a deep breath and explained.
“This is because the opponent is too careless. If the guy uses all his strength to defend at the beginning, Fatty’s move will not reach this level. Even if it can penetrate the soul power barrier, there will be no remaining How much attack power.”
That’s what he said, but who would use all his strength from the beginning against an opponent ten levels lower than himself.
However, Tang San was also secretly surprised that the Sunflower Manual was so magical. The fat man had only learned the Sunflower Manual for about a week. As for the silver needle in his hand, after studying it for just a few hours, he actually got it. to this level.
The attack method of this silver needle is quite mysterious. It is similar to his hidden weapon. If he learns it, he will definitely gain something.
If it weren't for the fact that it was said that only after leaving the palace, one could learn the above skills, sword moves, and flying needle techniques, he would even want to learn them.
The most surprised person was Tang Ya. Unlike others, she could tell at a glance that this was clearly something from the Sunflower Book. Could it be that Ma Hongjun had really committed suicide?
Thinking of this, Tang Ya felt a chill in her heart, and goosebumps suddenly appeared on her body.
Ma Hongjun is so cruel, not only to his enemies, but also to himself. In order to improve his strength, he actually committed suicide. He is so decisive.
From this point of view, the exercises I saw in movies and TV shows in my previous life are indeed real. At the very least, judging from Ma Hongjun's situation, 80% of them should have been practiced.
I don’t know what level Ma Hongjun can practice to?
As far as she knows, the Sunflower Book focuses on the reincarnation of heaven and humans and the growth of all things. It is a not-so-serious method of cultivating immortals.
When Dongfang Bubai reached the eighth or ninth level of training, he seemed to be able to pick up objects from the air with his soul, and his spiritual thoughts could be condensed into entities.
Although this condition of self-imposed palace is of no use to Tang Ya, Tang Ya still cannot practice it. It is clearly written on it that the inheritance is passed from male to female.
There is probably no problem with the Jiuyou Xuantian Divine Technique that she once practiced. The problem may be with herself. The technique requires practitioners to practice with hatred, but they also need to desire love and being loved. Love can only be cultivated successfully from then on.
And she obviously does not meet the cultivation requirements, so it would be strange if she could succeed.
Thinking of this, Tang Ya couldn't help but think to herself.
There were many techniques recorded in movies and TV shows in her previous life, but she only remembered these two books, and they were still fragments. Since the techniques could be used, what about the elixirs?
She clearly remembered the prescription that the old man carved on the turtle's shell.
At this time, the referee's voice also came from the competition stage.
"I declare that the powerful combination has won, with a record of one win and zero losses."
Albai slowly walked off the stage, supporting Lovki, who was covered in needle holes. When he reached the edge of the ring, he turned back and said .
"Just wait, this matter is not over!"