In this era where geniuses emerge in large numbers, the yellow-robed saint may not be too surprised to be broken out of the realm of the saint by a spiritual master who has entered the Taoism. However, the opponent's suddenly exposed clothes still showed off his face.
The dignified saint and strong man was actually dumbfounded, staring closely at the bare-butted boy in front of him, unable to recover for a long time.
This guy has so much money!
Scanning his eyes downward, the saint in yellow robes unconsciously had such an idea in his mind, and then shook his head, trying hard to separate what he saw from his memory.
The golden sand sculpture with a bruised nose and swollen face could not help but show envy and jealousy.
Zhong Wen succeeded in testing his spiritual skills. He knew that from now on, he was qualified to fight the saint head-on. He was filled with pride. He was about to say a few provocative words when he suddenly heard Shangguan Mingyue's sharp exclamation.
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He turned around and saw that Miss Shangguan was looking at him in great surprise, her face flushed.
He looked down at himself, then looked up at Shangguan Mingyue.
He lowered his head to look at himself, then turned his head to glance at the saint in yellow shirt in the distance.
Throughout the entire process, Zhong Wen remained silent, and his expression gradually changed from excitement to excessiveness, and finally turned into an indescribable cartoon face.
An awkward atmosphere lingered around, and even the air seemed to freeze.
Damn it!
What a trick!
Don't I want to lose face?
Only then did he remember that the introduction to "The Dragon's Qi Breaking the Realm" seemed to mention "it has the effect of exploding clothes", and his face suddenly turned blue, wishing that there would be a crack in the ground so that he could get in.
The saint in yellow shirt looked at the young man in front of him who had the courage to expose himself. He was not sure about the other person's direction for a moment. He hesitated for a long time and finally opened his mouth. He wanted to ask, but he didn't know where to start.
Then, he watched helplessly as the muscular naked man took out a white gown from nowhere and began to put it on himself while facing the enemy.
However, this small-sized white gown was completely incompatible with his muscular body.
Drape it from the back, from the head, from the feet...
The fit and naked man tried various angles and various methods, but was unable to put this gown on himself. He couldn't help but sweating on his forehead, feeling restless, and exerting slight pressure on his hands.
"Bah!"
With a soft sound, the white gown experienced an unbearable weight in life, and finally couldn't bear the burden and split into two halves.
Saint in Yellow Shirt: “…..”
Shangguan Mingyue: "..."
Zhong Wen: “…..”
The already somewhat embarrassing scene suddenly became extremely awkward. There was silence all around, and the air seemed to be frozen.
The muscular man chuckled, trying hard to pretend that he was not embarrassed. He casually tied two pieces of white cloth around his waist and tied a knot, making a temporary pair of "shorts", and finally ended his journey of letting himself go.
"Hey! You are such a scoundrel, you are so disrespectful, and you actually bully a woman based on your cultivation!" Then he looked at the saint in yellow sternly, his eyes widened, and he yelled indignantly, "Let me do it."
Learn from me, how much do you weigh?"
Lu Jianjing's righteous lines, coupled with his weird and absurd half-naked appearance at the moment, made the scene look extremely funny.
"You want to fight me?"
Being offended by a junior who is less than twenty years old, pointing his nose at him, is a situation that no saint can bear. However, for some reason, the saint in yellow shirt is not too angry. Instead, he faintly wants to laugh, "Could he think that he has practiced this
Can a half-baked secret method be able to compete with a saint?"
The ghost dragon clan existed in an earlier era. Although the legend still exists, the saint in yellow shirt has never witnessed the unique skill of "real dragon energy that breaks the realm" with his own eyes.
Zhong Wen's very eye-catching special effects of popping clothes made him completely unable to associate with this nation.
This is because the people of the Ghost Dragon Clan don't wear much clothing, and most of them only use a few pieces of cloth to cover their vital parts.
And these pieces of fabric are all made of special materials, can stretch freely, and will not be broken by the sudden burst of muscles.
Is this a half-baked secret technique?
After all, this was Zhong Wen's first confrontation with a saint. The last time he faced Saint Lingxiao, he just got beaten and it was not considered a fight at all.
Hearing the saint in yellow shirt ridicule his "realm-breaking dragon energy", he couldn't help but feel worried. He also said that the other party really saw through the reality and knew the weakness of this ghost dragon clan's spiritual skill, so he didn't dare to take the initiative to attack for a while.
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Little did he know that the saint in yellow didn't recognize this spiritual skill at all. Based purely on the dazzling special effects of exploding clothes, he concluded that it was definitely not a serious secret method.
Although he was not a person of noble character, he was a saint anyway, but he was embarrassed to take the lead in taking action against a young man. The two of them looked at me, and I looked at you, with big eyes and small eyes, and they froze on the spot for a moment.
After a moment of confrontation, Zhong Wen finally felt that it was somewhat indecent to wear such a pair of "shorts" in front of Shangguan Mingyue. Seeing that the other party did not take action, he quietly launched his attack on the white light man with the idea of finishing the fight early and getting dressed early.
Raid orders.
"boom!"
"Zhong Wen No. 2", which had been lying in wait near the saint in yellow for a long time, received his message, his eyes lit up, he grinned, and punched out, hitting the saint in yellow hard on the face.
It is clear that he has not yet drawn the "Friendship Breaking Fist", but through his unremitting efforts and research, he has achieved similar momentum and effects.
Like the Lingxiao Saint, although the Yellow Shirt Saint's cultivation level was much higher than Zhong Wen, he still couldn't detect the existence of the White Light Man. He was caught off guard by the punch on his face, and his figure immediately fell to the ground like a meteor, fiercely pointing downwards.
Fall.
After the attack was successful, Zhong Wen did not stop, as if he had received a boost, he suddenly ejected and appeared in the direction of the yellow-robed saint's whereabouts.
The three secret arts of "Spirit Pattern Body Refining Technique", "Purple Qi from the East" and "Breaking Territory True Dragon Qi" were used at the same time. The dragon energy on his body was swirling, purple smoke was lingering, and the dazzling defensive spirit patterns were sparkling and exuding.
The terrifying power that shakes the heavens and the earth, the gorgeous appearance, and the vastness of the momentum have all reached a level that is unimaginable for any spiritual master.
He raised his right arm high and punched hard, heading straight for the chest of the saint in yellow.
Wherever the punch passed, a deafening crackling sound erupted. Before it hit, there was already a faint and frightening power that shattered the void.
Is this guy really a spiritual master?
The saint in yellow shirt was still in the process of falling. When he felt the momentum of Zhong Wen's punch, his face suddenly showed an expression of disbelief, and he had a vague illusion that he was fighting another saint.
At the same time, he felt that the spiritual power in his body suddenly became extremely chaotic, and unexpectedly flowed out of his body uncontrollably.
What kind of magical skill is this?
Why does it feel a bit like the "spiritual palm" of suffering?
His heart became more and more shocked, and his body suddenly stagnated in mid-air. His left hand gently brushed his Dantian, and with the supreme cultivation level of a saint, he forcibly stopped the spiritual riot in his body.
At the same time, he used his right hand as a claw, and his entire forearm became gleaming with golden light, and he fiercely grabbed Zhong Wen's fist.
"boom!"
The fists and claws of the two people did not touch each other, but they just hit each other in the air, and a deafening loud noise broke out. A terrifying air wave swept all directions. The entire area was suddenly violently windy, with flying sand and rocks, creating an exaggerated scene of the sky falling apart and the earth shattering.
Shangguan Mingyue, who was standing in the distance, was stunned, his mind was shaken, and even his thoughts about complaining about Zhong Wen's naked male style were much lighter.
A strong counter-shock force came from his arm, and Zhong Wen was uncontrollably knocked back several feet.
The figure of the saint in yellow robes dropped slightly, and then he was suspended in mid-air, seemingly unscathed.
So hard!
Zhong Wen curled his lips in displeasure.
Don't look at him, who is full of brilliance and the visual effects are extremely cool, but the saint in yellow shirt only takes action hastily. In this fight between the two, it is the saint's side that has the advantage.
"Boy, you..."
Realizing that Zhong Wen's strength was not simple, the yellow-shirted saint was about to speak out and negotiate, but saw the opponent's body move out of the way and punch him again, as if he was determined to solve the problem with violence.
I really don’t think I’m afraid of you!
After all, he has a noble status. Being provoked by a spiritual master like this, he couldn't help but feel angry. Suddenly, an extremely vast aura erupted from his body. A huge golden rooster appeared in the sky within a radius of several hundred feet. Under this golden rooster
Surrounding the rooster were actually thousands of golden hens.
"Oh oh oh!"
The golden rooster cheered up, raised its head and crowed loudly.
"Kick-clack-clack-clack-clack-clack!"
The surrounding hens immediately flapped their wings and responded in unison. The scene instantly became extremely lively, and the style of the painting was once out of control.