"You're dreaming!"

The magic bell suddenly threw the star arrow in the direction of Zilong, and then she rushed in front of Huang Shaohong at five times the speed of sound, and shouted with a loud voice:

"Meteor Fist!"

The magic bell struck Huang Shaohong head and face with hundreds of punches in an instant.

If it was just a personal matter, she could continue to talk about it calmly. Even if Huang Shaohong killed Brother Aruz, because he was from the Pope's line, she could also help hide it.

But now when it comes to the issue of the goddess Athena, the magic bell can no longer bear it!

Because since she received training as a Saint, she has been taught to fight for the goddess, even to the point of dying.

When he was being trained since childhood, every punch, every kick, and even every drop of sweat that Mo Ling made was fused with his belief in loyalty to the goddess.

In future generations, her mental state would be a typical example of successful brainwashing!

So when Mo Ling heard that Huang Shaohong was planning something evil and wanted to poach the goddess Athena, he no longer cared about Xingya and his personal gains and losses, and suddenly took action to nip this heresy in the bud.

As for why she threw Xingya to Zilong before she took action, it was because she expected that the two were childhood playmates and the other party would not embarrass her apprentice.

To say that Mo Ling is worthy of being one of the most powerful Bai Yin in physical skills, the speed and strength of this 'Meteor Fist' are not much different from Huang Shaohong's fierce and unparalleled arrow strikes.

However, the way of martial arts is ever-changing, and it is not just as simple as strength and speed!

With an indifferent smile on his face, Huang Shaohong stretched out a finger and gently pointed at one of the hundreds of fist shadows, and his finger was right on Mo Ling's fist.

He is not very powerful, just light and light, and his speed is not fast, but he breaks through the complex with simplicity!

The next moment, the fist shadows all over the sky dissipated instantly, and Mo Ling's fist was knocked back instantly by the point where his fingers seemed to have no strength.

A 'bang' sound hit his cheek!

The huge force knocked the magic bell upside down and hit the wall five meters away behind it. Then it slowly slid down and fell softly to the ground. It spat out a mouthful of blood.

Only then did Hong Gu and Manyu, who were sitting on the sofa nearby, react:

"What... happened just now?"

In their eyes, Mo Ling suddenly threw the star arrow to Zilong, and then disappeared instantly. When she reappeared, she had hit her face hard with her fists, looking like a masochist.

Zilong, who was catching Seiya at the side, could clearly see the whole process, and could not hide the look of shock on his face at this time.

Zilong knew that his master was powerful, but he didn't expect him to be so powerful. With just one finger, he could break all the moves of the Silver Saint and then send them flying backwards. This simply overturned his cognition.

Mo Ling did not take into account his injuries, but said with horror in his eyes:

"How is that possible? With just one finger of yours, you can actually reverse my attack. Do you...do you have the strength of a Golden Saint?"

Huang Shaohong bit his cigar, blew out a puff of smoke, and sneered:

"This is what I look down on you Saint Seiyas. You only know how to use your strength and speed to the extreme, and then when the 'Blind Girl' is 'fighting', you can take advantage of the situation and enlarge your moves. This fighting method is simply unbearable!"

Huang Shaohong carefully thought about an analogy: "It's like two children with about the same strength fighting randomly, and then looking for an opportunity to use the 'monkey stealing peach' trick that can instantly determine the outcome!"

Mo Ling gritted his teeth and said, "What did you say? Then let me show you how powerful the Silver Saint is..."

Before she finished speaking, her body suddenly started to shake slightly, and then gradually blurred. It turned out that she had exerted all her speed, leaving an afterimage in place.

But the real magic bell had already jumped more than two meters high in the air, with its toes a little on the ceiling, and then the whole person accelerated and kicked towards Huang Shaohong with reverse thrust.

At the same time, the phantom of the eagle appeared on Mo Ling's body, and it was still the "Flash of the Eagle Star" move, but this time the power of Mo Ling's legs was more solid. Now after the last failure, she herself also made a breakthrough, doing

There have been some changes.

But this is not enough!

The corners of Huang Shaohong's mouth raised. This silly girl finally stopped shouting out the names of moves so casually. This is progress!

He casually stretched out his palm and grabbed Mo Ling's ankle. Something even weirder than the previous move happened. The power on her leg immediately transformed into a rotational force, driving her whole body around that leg.

My heart was spinning rapidly.

Huang Shaohong looked at the magic bell spinning in his palm and laughed softly:

"This is the power of skills. With such incredible skills, at the same level, I am invincible if only physical skills are compared!"

Huang Shaohong's previous technique was called "Star Shift" but now he uses the magic bell as a spinning top. Naturally, it is the Ming Cult's magical skill of suppressing the religion, "The Great Shift of the Universe".

These two methods of applying strength and skill to the peak, really, as Huang Shaohong said, gave him invincible abilities at the same level!

"Damn heretic, let me go!"

How powerful is Magic Bell's kick as a Silver Saint?

It would be bragging to say that the earth would be shattered, but it would be easy and enjoyable to penetrate several floors of this hotel.

All this power was transformed into rotating power by Huang Shaohong using the "Great Shift of the Universe". The magic bell could not stop until it spun a thousand and eight hundred times.

The rotation exceeding the speed of sound caused a strong wind to form all around, causing many objects to flutter in the wind. Zilong quickly stood in front of Hong Gu and Manyu to protect the future master's wife from the strong wind.

Honggu, Manyu and Zilong were holding the little boy. What they saw at this moment was Huang Shaohong sitting on the sofa, motionless, holding the ankle of the magic bell in his hand, while the latter was spinning rapidly as if dancing.

The difference is that the rotation speed is too fast and has formed a virtual shadow, and gradually the visual image is confused. It seems that the magic bell at this moment has three heads and six arms.

Manyu said in surprise: "It is said that Zhao Feiyan can stand on the palm of a person's hand with his sleeves fluttering. I didn't believe it at first, but I didn't expect it to be true!"

Honggu was also surprised and said: "Is she dancing? But what is she doing taking off her shirt?"

It turned out that it was rotating too fast, and the centrifugal force was extremely strong. With a "tearing" sound, the magic bell's coat was torn apart directly by the centrifugal force and the strong wind generated by the friction between the rapid rotation and the air, and was thrown far away.

Honggu hurried over and covered Zilong's eyes. It turned out that she was right and it was very timely.

The magic bell did not come in holy clothes, but in ordinary sportswear. After the coat flew away, other clothes could not withstand the strong wind caused by the centrifugal force and rotation.

I heard swish, swish, and the sound of clothes flying around...ahem...

It wasn't until the last mask on Mo Ling's body was thrown away and inserted into the wall with a "duh" sound that Huang Shaohong realized. He was also dumbfounded. He never thought that it would be so convenient... No, it was

Didn't expect this to happen.

He quickly activated the Great Shift of the Universe again to remove the power of rotation. At the same time, he made a false grasp with his left hand and activated the 'Capturing Dragon Skill'. He pulled the curtains on the window not far away in the air, wrapped the magic bell tightly and threw it away.

On the sofa.

Manyu and Honggu stared at all this with their mouths open. The former said: "Oh... Ah Hong, you saw it, he was playing tricks on Liu Mang!"

"Grandma, don't spread rumors. Which of your eyes are looking at me, Liu Mang?"

What an injustice to Huang Shaohong. He used the Big Top trick to adapt to circumstances. He came up with it on the spur of the moment. It was the first time he used it. Who knew there would be such an automatic shirt-removing effect, and the effect was so good!

Of course, this trick requires the opponent to have enough strength for you to convert it into rotational force, and the opponent's physical fitness must be super strong. Otherwise, if you were an ordinary person, it would not be a shirt removal, but a juicer.

, which can crush all human internal organs into paste.

Manyu pinched her waist and stared: "I saw it with both eyes, but if you teach me kung fu, I will pretend not to see it!"

"Bah, what a beautiful thought!"

Hong Gu quickly advised: "Okay, can you two be quiet for a while?"

As she spoke, she let go of her hand that was covering Zilong's eyes, then walked quickly to the sofa, and asked with concern at Mo Ling, whose eyes were full of resentment and hatred:

"Miss, are you okay?"

The magic bell took off the mask, revealing a face as beautiful as a star under the red hair, but at this time she couldn't accept what just happened, and said fiercely to Huang Shaohong with a ruthless expression:

"I will definitely kill you, I will!"

Huang Shaohong sighed and said to Honggu and Manyu: "I want to talk to her alone!"

Manyu's eyes widened: "If you still want to stay alone with her like this, you definitely don't have any good ideas!"

Huang Shaohong was too lazy to argue with her at this time. Hong Gu pulled Manyu out and said, "Okay Manyu, I believe Shaohong is not this kind of person!"

After a while, only Huang Shaohong and the magic bell wrapped in sheets were left in the room.

Seeing the angry and vigilant little eyes of Mo Ling, Huang Shaohong felt funny in his heart. He suddenly wanted to scare the female fighter with a prank. With an evil smile on his lips, he slowly approached her step by step.

Mo Ling looked a little excited: "What exactly do you want to do?"

The female fighter who had shown off her power just now and claimed to eliminate heretics and let Huang Shaohong teach the powerful Silver Saints was now as helpless as a young girl.

Huang Shaohong took a puff of his cigar and coughed twice before saying: "Don't be so nervous. Although you are good-looking, did you see the woman who was talking to you just now? That is my girl. She is prettier than you, and she is also a big star, so...

....."

"She's fatter than me!"

Although Mo Ling was still vigilant and nervous, she still said seriously.

"Uh...that's just the right amount of fat!"

"How can you be considered slightly fat? It obviously affects your body shape!"

"What do you think about your aesthetics? Don't you know that only men have the right to evaluate women? You are jealous!"

"I'm jealous? Just because of my figure and size, even your woman can't catch up with you!"

"I'll go ahead and attack you personally. With your skinny figure, you dare to compare yourself to Marilyn Monroe. You don't even look in the mirror!"

"It doesn't matter if I look in the mirror. Between those two women just now, which one can compare to me?"

"Pooh!"
To be continued...