The body strengthened by the magic power allows him to easily exceed the limits of ordinary human bodies even without any means.
"Hey, even if you don't become a magician with a body like this, you can still dominate the sports industry!" Ning Pingle marveled.
It was more than four meters wide and he could jump over it in one go. If he hadn't had a little control, he could have jumped further.
There is no problem in carrying out [Boxing Competition] in the real world.
When Ning Pingle landed with Jian Youyue in his arms, he heard Jian Youyue muttering:
"No, this is even more excessive than a man who defines his gender as female participating in a female competition."
"I was just joking, and how dare you assume someone else's gender... You should seriously think about which ones are truth and which ones are jokes!"
Why did this guy take his words seriously?
Ning Pingle said: "So you are not a magician? There is no way to use magic power to strengthen your body?"
"It was possible before." Jian Youyue looked ashamed.
"Tsk, after this battle, just talk to me." Ning Pingle said.
"You two, please pay attention and talk about it later. That thing is about to come back to life." Ji Ziyang said.
Ning Pingle no longer paid attention to Jian Youyue, but said directly to Ji Ziyang:
"Ziyang, that sword soul seems to be one of our class instructors at Tiandu University. I don't know why it turned out like this."
"Class tutor? There are only about a dozen resident spellcasters at Tiandu University, and each of them has a name...
Wait a minute, that sword soul is Beidao Zhang Zichuan?
Fuck, Ning Pingle, Jian Youyue, run quickly, that is not an opponent we can win at all!" Ji Ziyang's panicked voice came from the Bluetooth.
"ahhhh~"
There was a terrifying scream.
In the frightened eyes of the three people, the original [Beidao·Zhang Zichuan] looked up to the sky and roared, and the howling wind spread to all directions, blowing the nearby Jian Youyue tottering.
Ning Pingle stretched out his hand to hold Jian Youyue, who was a little unbalanced, and then saw Zhang Zichuan's brain slowly blooming, like a blooming flower of filth, with streaks of filthy black light rising into the sky, dyeing a small area of the sky ink.
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The suffocating feeling of black clouds over the city shrouds this area that ordinary people cannot see clearly.
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[Below the residential area]
A little girl looked up at the sky and gently pulled her mother's hand:
"Mom, the sky is dark!"
A young woman dressed so exquisitely that one could say "I can do it, madam" looked at the sky suspiciously, only to find that there was nothing in the sky.
She lowered her head and stroked her daughter's head and said:
"Siying, it's still early today. Mom still has some things to do. We can't go back to the hotel to rest so soon."
The little girl rolled her eyes, with a cheerful smile on her face, and said:
"I know, Mom."
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【Rooftop】
Everyone watched as Zhang Zichuan's head "bloomed". As if he felt no pain, he directly inserted his right hand into his brain, followed by streams of ink-like liquid gushing out.
When the hand was pulled out of the head, a blade that looked like a living body slowly came out.
The tentacles wrapped around the arms were like tentacles taking root in Zhang Zichuan's arms. Ning Pingle saw that among the tentacles climbing on Zhang Zichuan's shoulders, one suddenly grew rapidly and a crack bloomed on the tentacles.
In the crack, a dark eyeball looked around as if looking at the new world.
I saw that the eyeballs sensed something instantly and focused directly on Ning Pingle.
Those strange and evil eyes made him feel a little panicked.
Where did this Zhang Zichuan Spinal Sword come from?
"The sword cuts...the body, the heart cuts...the soul."
A smile appeared on Zhang Zichuan's pale face, and he stared straight at Ning Pingle, leaping into the air like a roc spreading its wings.
A long knife made of turbid water took shape in his hand in an instant, and with terrifying strength, it swung down towards Ning Ping Le.
Ning Pingle reacted quickly, and swung the hiking stick in his hand toward Zhang Zichuan again. The cold sword light collided with the hiking stick wrapped in Ning Pingle's curse.
On the one hand, the body is strengthened by the power of a large amount of magic, but it lacks the skills to exert force.
One party uses a relatively limited spell power to accurately wrap the spell power around his body, and every time he exerts force, it is a shocking blow infused with his own power.
In this way, the two sides engaged in a close encounter.
"So heavy..."
Ning Pingle said dullly.
Under this collision, Ning Pingle felt that the purification spell that Jian Youyue had exerted on him to restrain the power of the spell was affected.
Fortunately, his physical fitness was already good, and with the enhanced power of the spell, even though he had no skills, he still relied on his physical strength to act recklessly and forcefully blasted the [Sword Soul] away again.
"Strange? Why did he hesitate again?"
Ning Pingle looked at Zhang Zichuan suspiciously, this was not the first time.
From the very beginning of his fight with Zhang Zichuan, he clearly felt that this sword spirit always seemed to slow down his attacks slightly in some strange places.
But he soon ran out of time to consider why.
A storm of sword light appeared in front of him, and he had no choice but to put up the hiking pole in his hand to block it.
Even though it was surrounded by curses, under this stormy attack, huge flaws were still revealed in an instant.
He lost control of his body and fell crookedly in the direction of Jian Youyue.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment.
Jian Youyue next to her had a look of fear on her face, and she was still trying hard to recite the incantation that had been slowed down ten or twenty times:
"The Xuanzong of Heaven and Earth has ten thousand, ten thousand Qi roots..."
In the distance, Ji Ziyang has reloaded his bullets and is aiming at Zhang Zichuan who is coming over from the high platform.
As for Zhang Zichuan, who had been transformed into a sword soul, the living sword in his hand was wrapped with a tsunami-like twisting spell. His numb eyes were staring at him, ready to swing the sword at any time.
At this moment, in the sky filled with dark clouds, there seemed to be a sound that cut through the air like a sword hanging from the sky, echoing in my ears.
A pair of green earthly eyes slowly opened, like twilight drums and morning bells, mixed with a cold and solemn voice like a god:
"Do you want the number of uses?"
The voice said this.
How many times? What times?
The firm belief hidden in that voice seemed to be announcing to the whole world that He would command everything, arrogantly and confidently.
This extreme self-confidence gave him a strong impulse to agree. It seemed that after agreeing, everything would be different.
but……
Ning Pingle quickly realized who the owner of the voice was.
Who else could it be besides the cruel Xiang Liu who was locked in a small dark room by him?
Of course Ning Pinngle knew that if Xiang Liu came out, all this situation would change.
There is no doubt about Xiang Liu's strength.
He had personally experienced the destructive power she exerted when she used his body to fight Zhou Beimo.
There is no doubt that even in a mutilated state, she is still the fierce god who devoured nine mountains and flooded several countries.
Power is her motto, and destroying a city is just something she can easily capture.
This is a real monster that is alive and capable of continuously releasing the destructive power of Ivan the Great, nicknamed "Ivan the Great".
The scene in that time slot in Tiandu University dormitory is still vivid in my mind. It can be said that as long as she is released, the current crisis will be reversed directly.
However, this is what Xiang Liu wants, but not what he wants.
[Xiangliu Corpse] Once released from the cage, there will be endless troubles.
After devouring some of Xiang Liu's corpses in the organization, he got an opportunity for Xiang Liu to help him with all his strength.
But for Ning Pingle, this opportunity is not just for use... only the bargaining chips that are held in hand but not used have negotiation value.
Xiang Liu is not an easy master to deal with, but he seems to take the oath very seriously.
More importantly... isn't the time retrieval of the Twelve Flower Gods used just for moments like this?
Thinking of this, he said in his heart without hesitation:
"I reject!"
Street Diary:
[Diary of Being Disliked]
Today, I want to take a look at the cats at home remotely to see if they have grown hair and become prettier.
Then my mother-in-law said after reading it, it has grown a bit, but it is still ugly!
(Evaluation: After checking the eyes, the mother is a long-haired girl. Also today I found that I forgot to set up automatic distribution. Sorry, tomorrow's has been set up and will still be updated regularly)