What does Wang Bing give Ling Tian a feeling?
How to say it?
He has a yellow hair and a slutty look on his face, which makes people feel the urge to rush up and beat him a few times when he takes a look.
Of course, this is not the main reason why Ling Tian hates the other party so much.
In fact, before that, Ling Tian’s impression of Wang Bing was at most a little displeased.
After all, no one who has watched "One Under One Man" can like this arrogant and domineering second-generation ancestor.
However, even so, Ling Tian was still far from being disgusted with Wang Bing.
What really made Ling Tian hate the king was the extremely turbid and disgusting Qi that emanated from the other party after seeing him!
Yes!
After continuing Hu Jie, this was what Ling Tian met. The second person exuded this kind of Qi that made him feel disgusted.
Moreover, it is more disgusting than the qi on Hu Jie's body.
The disgusting aura emitted by the qi on the body of the Wang Bing in front of him is even stronger!
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"Boy, are you the opponent of this young master this time?"
When Ling Tian saw Wang Bing, Wang Bing also saw Ling Tian.
Like everyone else, Wang Bing did not feel how powerful Qi was from Ling Tian.
I also thought that Ling Tian was like the opponents he had encountered before, and was a bit of waste and garbage, and he did not take Ling Tian seriously.
"Great grandpa is really, why do you have to let me participate in this Luoshi Luotian Grand Ceremony? It's all waste and garbage, what's the point!"
The king complained on his own.
"Why don't you just let Lu Jin do it? Isn't it over to hand over the Tongtianlu directly to me? I still have to play some competition and waste my time!"
“…”
Ling Tian was silent.
Although he was extremely disgusted with this king in his heart, Ling Tian still looked calm on the surface.
"Competition begins!"
As Ling Tian and Wang Bing continued to play, the Taoist priest [Tianshi Mansion] who served as the referee of this field immediately announced the start of the competition.
"tread!"
The referee's voice had just fallen, and Wang Bing, who was still complaining about himself, took action directly.
Complaint is complaining.
Wang Bing still wants to end this boring competition as soon as possible.
"drink……"
A ball of black true qi was wrapped on his fist. Wang Geng betrayed his body and shone it fiercely on Ling Tian.
"Bang!"
Seeing this, Ling Tian also raised his right hand, and immediately a light golden luster appeared on his right hand at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a "bang" sounded.
Ling Tian's right hand, which was shining with a light golden shiny, blocked Wang Ge's fierce punch.
"So, are you practicing [Horizontal Exercise]?"
After seeing the layer of light golden light rising from Ling Tian, ​​Wang Bing suddenly recognized that this was a kind of kung fu in foreign kung fu [horizontal refining], [golden bell cover], and [iron cloth shirt].
"Then see how I break your turtle shell!"
However, Wang Bing has encountered opponents who have also practiced [Horizontal Exercise] in previous competitions.
However, the defenses on those people were broken by him with brute force.
Therefore, in his opinion, the current result is the same.
As long as you use enough power, you can also break the layer of turtle shell on Ling Tian's body.
So, the richer black true qi quickly wrapped Wang Bing's fists and feet.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang..."
The next moment, the shadow of the fist is like the wind!
With the increase of true Qi, Wang Ge burst out with incompetent power and speed, constantly waving his fists, like a storm, hitting Ling Tian.
Unfortunately, his speed is fast, and Ling Tian is not slow at all.
He also kept waving his fists, shining with a light golden light, and constantly intersected with the fists that were wrapped in black true qi.
Every punch that the king and shot was accurately intercepted one by one.
"Hahaha... Not bad, not bad, that's it, that's it..."
The more Wang Bing fights, the more excited he becomes.
However, gradually, Wang Bing also discovered something was wrong.
He found that no matter how many punches he made, the other party would also make, and each punch stopped his fist very accurately.
This seems to be evenly matched, but in fact, from beginning to end, I didn't hurt the opponent at all, let alone break the opponent's defense.
On the contrary, under the continuous high-intensity attack, most of the true qi in my body has been consumed.
"Ho! Hoho! Ho..."
I don’t know how many punches I’ve made, but Wang Bing gradually began to breathe slightly.
"It seems that you are still capable!"
Suddenly, Wang Bing stopped attacking and jumped away directly from Ling Tian, ​​setting a certain distance from Ling Tian.
"Then I have to use some real skills, too!"
As he said that, wisps of black mist began to emerge from Wang Bing's hands and body.
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Meanwhile, in the audience.
"Why...what's going on? Hachi...why...why do I suddenly feel so cold?"
"I...I am too? Hachi...What's going on?"
...
The audiences in the surrounding audience suddenly shuddered.
No one understands how the sun was shining brightly, but suddenly a chill came up.
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"Look! Boy, this is my real power!"
I saw that with the king as the center of the circle, more and more black mist made of Qi continued to emerge from his body, spreading towards the surroundings at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In just a blink of an eye, most of the arena was shrouded in it.
In the surrounding audience, the chill that the audience felt was emitted from these black mist.
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"Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo..."
In the black fog, there seemed to be countless evil spirits and ghosts moaning and howling, making creepy sounds.
Suddenly, Wang Bing's hand suddenly grabbed the black fog, as if something had been grabbed from the black fog.
Others may not know what the king is and catches.
However, through his perception ability, Ling Tian could clearly see that the person who was caught by the king and out of the black mist was a person!
To be precise, it's a woman!
A woman with a pale face, disheveled hair, and a ferocious face, like a ghost!
No!
Not just this woman.
In these black mist, there were evil spirits and ghosts with ferocious faces like the female ghost in Wang Bing's hand everywhere.
Some evil spirits and evil spirits look like girls only in their 17 or 18 years old, young men or women in their thirties or forties.
Even among them, there are children who look like children only aged five or six.
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Chapter completed!