Chapter 157: Everyone in a square inch is slapped in the face by the enemy
Chapter 157: In a small area, everyone is exhausted, and the enemy country is slapped in the face
"Junior brother, you have to be careful about Qi Fengzuo." Zuo Shikang said again when he went down.
"Well, I know, I'm sure." Ling Dong nodded.
"Who is this person? He looks younger than Jinli!" someone below said after seeing Zuo Shikang going down.
"I heard that he was Zuo Shidai's apprentice. Qi Longkui, the boss of the Qi family, seemed to have been seriously injured by him."
"You mean this young man can defeat Qi Longkui!" People around asked in surprise.
"It seems so, but I don't know if it's true."
"He looks so handsome. I wonder if it's an embroidered pillow." A woman looked at Ling Dong on the stage in a nymphomaniacal manner.
"Sister, we know you like to eat tender beef, but if it were an embroidered pillow, you might still be able to eat it. If not, he might really look down on you, an old fool." A young man said with a smile.
"Go away, go to hell, how old have I become? I am a mature woman, my charm is still there, this is maturity, do you know this?" the woman said loudly and angrily.
It caused a burst of laughter from everyone around.
Ling Dong stood on the stage, motionless. It had been a while, and no one had come on stage. The rule was that if one party did not come on stage for a quarter of an hour, it would be considered a failure. The other party was clearly trying to keep Ling Dong at bay.
"Why doesn't anyone from the Qi family go up? Maybe they're afraid."
"Aren't you afraid? I probably look down on this young man and leave him alone."
Zuo Shidai was a little unhappy and smiled directly at Ling Dong: "As soon as you give me a good beating, you'll hit me in the face until you give in."
"I guarantee that Master will be satisfied." Ling Dong smiled happily.
There was silence first, then laughter. Of course, some comments were inevitable. Many people were not optimistic about Ling Dong, but some were optimistic about it. Many people also focused on Zuo Shidai. She was too eye-catching.
Everywhere she goes she looks like a pearl, like a bright moon. Even though she knows that even if the sun comes out from the west, this woman will never interact with him, it’s good to feast your eyes on her.
A young man walked up to the martial arts stage. He must be four or five years older than Ling Dong. He walked up with his hands empty. He looked a bit cynical and carefree, but he was actually very handsome.
"This is Feng Pingyun of the Feng family. His family hopes that he will rise to great heights. He is considered a rare genius among young people. He is twenty-five years old this year. He is already half a step ahead of his time, and his practical ability is very strong."
"You were talking about three years ago, but now he is twenty-eight."
"Uh, mistake, mistake..."
"Then what kind of strength does he have now? Is he innate?"
"It's not that easy to improve innately, but he is already twenty-eight. A genius like him usually has to advance innately before he is thirty years old."
"Are you Zuo Shidai's apprentice?" Feng Pingyun walked up to the martial arts platform and asked with a smile.
Ling Dong did not answer but said: "Are you ready?"
"Okay!" Feng Pingyun was stunned and said.
"Then we can start!" Ling Dong smiled.
"That's it!"
Ling Dong nodded, and the next moment everyone was stunned, because Ling Dong rushed over.
Golden snakes pierce the mountains, golden dragons drill!
Ling Dong's figure rushed over fiercely and domineeringly, then raised his hand.
Snake-tailed hand!
A big slap hit Feng Pingyun's face, and then Feng Pingyun's entire mouth spurted blood and flew out in a spin.
A slap, a slap settled the fight.
Wow, it exploded down there, and many people who were sitting stood up.
"It's so exciting, it's so exciting, this slap is really exciting!"
"Just now Zuo Shidai asked his apprentice to slap him. Unexpectedly, he actually got slapped. It was completely beyond expectations. This is definitely the most enjoyable slap."
"What kind of strength is this Feng Pingyun that got him like this after being slapped?"
"Some people say that you are already a congenital junior, but I don't think so. Otherwise, you wouldn't be like this with a slap in the face."
…
Ling Dong also felt very comfortable. He was letting himself go just now. This slap must be very hard to completely wipe out his sense of superiority. This slap not only made Feng Pingyun extremely embarrassed, but also made him feel as if he was being slapped.
On the Qi family’s face.
The previous Qi family's team had repeatedly slapped Zuo's family's team in the face, especially Jin Li. Then it was Ling Dong's turn to be left alone. This was Ling Dong giving them a real slap in the face.
slap in the face.
The slap sounded loudly.
Ling Dong clapped his hands casually, didn't bother to say a word, just stood there and continued to wait.
The surroundings were lively, as if a pot was about to explode, but the topics were all centered around Ling.
Not long after this time, a young man came up, a young man in his thirties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. His skin was a healthy wheat color, and it was shiny. He looked as vigorous as a leopard. After he came up, he looked at Ling with a pair of sharp eyes.
move.
"You have gone too far. Do you feel good if you hit someone or not in the face?" the young man said directly.
"It's great." Ling Dong said simply.
The young man's face was ugly, and his eyes exuded a sinister light. Ling Dong's appearance caused chaos in the Wufu competition. Originally, he was going to appear in the last few games. The previous games were all warm-ups, but Ling Dong's appearance made him
Had to come out early.
"I hope you can still say these two words after a while." The young man made a loud bang with his fist.
"Don't worry, it will definitely happen."
"I don't know whether to live or die, so you should also have a taste of what it feels like to be slapped!"
The young man clenched his fists with both hands and struck the atom.
Um!
Ling Dong concentrated his mind and found that this young man was incredibly fast. A long afterimage appeared and punched Ling Dong in the face.
Phantom punch!
Ling Dong found that it was getting more and more exciting. This young man actually learned this kind of boxing technique, and the body technique should also be the same. This is an inheritance, winning with speed.
It seems that the other party wants this young man to humiliate him. As long as he is fast enough, he can prevent the other party from touching the hem of his clothes.
Ling Dong was also very fast, but found that he was not as fast as this person.
The instinctive movement and avoidance is the finishing touch.
With the finishing touch, the situation improved a lot, you can see the flaws, and it's much easier to avoid.
"It's useless, Phantom Butterfly Hand!"
A smile appeared on the young man's face, he said proudly, and slapped Ling Dong's face with his palm.
On the Liuhe Avenue, the ground is thick with mountains and rivers, and Ling Dong's speed increases again. Especially the rhythm of the wind allows Ling Dong to feel the flow of air and wind, and the Vajra Dragon Shooter shoots.
Prayer hammer!
Snap!
Click!
Ling Dong punched the young man's wrist, directly breaking the bone and damaging the meridians.
Snap!
Ling Dong conveniently slapped the young man on the face, beating him like a gourd on the ground without leaving the martial arts platform.
The young man's arm was broken, and his meridians were also injured by the menstrual hammer. At this time, his face was pale with pain, and he was sweating profusely. His only strength was his speed. If he had no advantage in speed, he would be vulnerable.
The young man stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his other hand, then took out a dagger.
A snow-white, seemingly transparent dagger.
"You have to be careful!" The young man's hateful eyes glowed sinisterly.
Ling Dong can already feel the strong murderous intention. Once he seizes the opportunity, he will definitely kill himself without hesitation.
Ling Dong closed his eyes slightly, and the powerful mental power made his consciousness become clearer and stronger.
The young man moved, as fast as a meteor. The dagger in his hand was silent, but it still couldn't be truly silent. Now he used his strongest movement, and his speed increased a bit.
The rhythm of the wind!
Ling Dong used the rhythm of the wind to the extreme. His body seemed to have no weight at all, dancing gracefully on the ground. The dancing golden snake's agile dodge range was very small, as if Mieyou had left the ground beneath his feet.
One yuan array!
Formation steps!
This is the one-yuan formation that Ling Dong has been practicing and also used it.
In a small area, everyone is exhausted.
Under the power of the Rhythm of Wind, Ling Dong discovered that he had truly entered the gate of the One Yuan Formation. The threshold for entry was really too high. Many people actually skipped the introduction to the One Yuan Formation. It was so difficult to get started.
But it's a bit big.
The divine power of dragon blood made Ling Dong's one-yuan array more powerful. At this time, he was moving smoothly. Although his speed was not necessarily faster than that of the young man, in this small area, he was the king.
His figure has exceeded normal imagination, and only by understanding abilities such as the Rhythm of Wind or Wings of Wind can the door to the One-Yuan Formation be truly opened.
Moreover, Ling Dong's advantages are stronger, including dragon blood divine power, Liuhe Avenue and thick earth carrying mountains and rivers.
Snap!
Ling Dong slapped again, this time the force was not very strong, but it was very crisp.
The young man wanted to vomit blood, feeling so depressed and angry.
Snap!
After a while, he was slapped again, and his face was already swollen.
Ling Dong closed his eyes and took out an ear scraper from time to time. The intervals in between became shorter and shorter, and the sound of slaps became more and more intensive.
The people below were all stunned. Wufu was going to make a scene like this, but it still felt very exciting. It was also very satisfying to watch others get slapped.
"I surrender!" The young man spat out three words with difficulty.
If the beating continued, the young man would go crazy. He stared at Ling Dong with hatred, his skin was peeling and cramping. This time, he had completely lost his face.
Ling Dong smiled and nodded to him: "We will discuss each other again when we have the opportunity. You are very strong."
The young man almost fell over and left quickly. He almost wanted to cry now.
"Master Phantom has lost, who is still his opponent?"
The young man from before was the Phantom Master, and he was also one of the top three geniuses in the martial arts. With his Phantom Hand, Phantom Body Technique, and Phantom Kung Fu, his absolutely terrifying speed made him like a fish in water among the people of the same generation, and only a few could defeat him.
Everyone in the Qi family looks ugly now, especially Qi Fengzuo. He has already spread the news that if he wins, he can marry Zuo Master Yaoyao. When the time comes, he will definitely become the master of the Wu Mansion. The resources and skills of the Wu Mansion are all
You can use it yourself, and Mr. Zuo will help you in a while.
But now that he can no longer defeat me, he can also defeat Master Phantom, and it won't take long, but he has a feeling that he may lose today.
"Qi Fengzuo, Qi Fengzuo..."
Many people have started calling Qi Fengzuo's name at this time. Regardless of whether they belong to the Qi family or not, they now want to see which one of Qi Fengzuo and Ling Dong is stronger.
Compared with the ugly faces of the Qi family, Master Zuo's family is much calmer here. They used to be very calm when they lost, but now that they seem to be winning, they are still very calm.
Only Zuo Shi Yaoyao wanted to cry without tears. She cursed in her heart that Ling Dong was nothing, how could he be so powerful. Brother Qi was going to lose now. He was not afraid of losing, but he promised his aunt that he would not see him again if he lost.
The angrier I get, the angrier I get, the more I hate Ling Dong and want to bite him.