The real person sighed helplessly, once Wuming said this, how could we have a good conversation?
Sure enough, Bailumpu's expression changed in the next moment. He looked at the three of them with hostile eyes and sneered: "I have met many wizards. You think that with just a little bit of ability, you can be on an equal footing with me and other people who are born with noble blood. Take care.
Let’s talk? Are you qualified?”
After saying this, he immediately rushed towards Wuming at extremely fast speed, wanting to teach Wuming an unforgettable lesson.
But as soon as he got close to Wuming, he was punched in the head by Wuming. Before he could react, one punch after another landed on his wolf's nose.
Finally, Wuming kicked Bayrum in the abdomen and kicked Baylum onto the wall of Wolfsburg.
Baylump is a ghost werewolf. His body penetrated directly through the city wall, rolled continuously in the air, and finally landed on the ground. He sat on the ground with his back against a tree. Only then did he react belatedly.
, he seemed to have been beaten severely by Wuming.
The space in front rippled slightly, and the nameless ripples penetrated and appeared in front of Baylump, asking condescendingly: "Are you qualified to talk now?"
Byron immediately roared, and bounced up from the ground unnaturally. He immediately grabbed Wuming with both hands. Wuming moved faster than him. Before his sharp claws fell, he punched him in the nose again, and then kicked him.
It hit him in the abdomen and he was kicked out again.
This time, Baylump rolled hundreds of meters, from Wolfsburg to the back mountain, and finally stopped inside a large rock.
Before he could take a breath, the big rock burst into pieces. Wuming slowly walked up to him from outside and asked, "Are you qualified to have a serious talk now?"
"Damn wizard, you can't kill me. Time will make you lose your strength. When the time comes, you and your descendants will all be wailing and begging for mercy in front of me...the great Baylump!" Baylump was extremely angry.
At this time, he gnashed his teeth and cursed.
Wuming sighed, and then landed a kick on Bailumpu's chin. Bailumpu immediately pulled onions on the dry ground, and his whole body quickly rose into the air.
In fact, Baylump, who became a ghost werewolf, has three abilities in total.
The werewolf is an ability that comes from his bloodline, and it will still exist even if he becomes a ghost. This is not a wish-fulfilling elf.
The abilities he possesses are ghost form, great strength and immortality.
This is also the reason why he endured the nameless attack without losing his soul.
If he is just an ordinary soul, Wuming can blow him up with one punch. If he is not strong enough, Wuming can fly to the end of the world with just one punch.
Precisely because he possesses three characteristics, he can endure Wuming's fist for a little longer.
In the air, Wuming appeared on top of Baylump's head, kicked Baylump to the ground with one kick, and then appeared on the ground again, kicked Baylump into the air with one kick, and so on.
Hundreds of times later, Wuming fell to the ground. When Baylump fell like a ball, he kicked Baylump directly in the abdomen. Baylump flew out again, and it took a while to stop with his powerful thoughts.
.
"Are you qualified to talk?" Wuming appeared in front of him and asked.
Immortality is a very powerful force, but in fact it is not that powerful. An immortal without power is the best guinea pig.
There are many similar creatures in all the worlds, especially in the Prison Tower of Eternal Silence. Such monsters are everywhere. A mere Balump is really not qualified.
"I will kill you, I will kill all the blood of your family!" Bailumpu raised his head and stared at Wuming and said.
Immortality does not mean that it will not hurt. In fact, the Wuming attack hit his body with special pain, as if the pain was intensified ten times.
Next, Wuming sighed and continued to beat Baylump savagely.
After untying the old man and child hanging on the city wall, Jinwo Suren and Gao Shangong followed. Seeing this scene, Jinwo Suren asked: "Don't you need to stop him?"
"Don't worry, Wuming knows what he is doing." Gao Shanggong said with a slight smile.
The real person reacted immediately and asked: "Does he want to use Bai Lamp as bait to lure the little elf here when his wishes come true?"
"Don't you think Baylumpu is the most suitable candidate? He was betrayed by his younger brother, and when he was dying, he summoned an elf to turn his wishes into an elf. As long as we make him desperate and miserable, maybe he can also turn his wishes into an elf.
Call out again.
And he also has one of the biggest advantages, that is... he is very weak, and we have enough room to control him to ensure that he will not have the chance to make a wish." Gao Shanggong said with a smile.
The true amateur fell into silence.
Because he had not thought of these things, he felt that he had lost to Wu Ming again in terms of intelligence.
"Of course, Wuming should have done all this according to his own will. Maybe he didn't think so clearly. I am over-interpreting it." Gao Shangong suddenly added.
Zhenwo Suren's originally unwilling mood was suddenly broken by Gao Shanggong's words, and for a moment he didn't know what he was feeling.
He sighed, then looked at Bailumpu flying around and the elusive Wuming, and asked: "What do you think is the probability that the elf will appear when your wishes come true?"
"Half and half," Gao Shanggong said casually.
The real person rolled his eyes, half and half doesn't mean he didn't say anything.
"Ghost, come out!"
"Ghost, I need you!"
Baylump once laughed at William and thought it was stupid and ridiculous for William to place his hopes on ghosts.
But when he encountered an unmatched opponent, he found that he was actually ridiculous, because he really had no choice but to place hope in ghosts.
Wuming was too strong, faster than him, and stronger than him. He was like a badminton in front of Wuming. Apart from being slapped around, he had no room for resistance.
"Ghost, you didn't fulfill my wish!!!!"
"Ghost, come out, my wish has not come true!"
Baylump was kicked into the air, and the severe pain made his spirit become extreme. He didn't even know whether he was praying for the ghost to appear or cursing the ghost for deceiving him.
boom!
He was kicked to the ground by Wuming. Due to his mental instability, this time he did not penetrate the ground, but hit the ground heavily, making a big hole in the ground.
“It’s so noisy!”
Suddenly, a light group appeared next to Baylump.
The unknown fist suddenly stopped at the tip of Baylump's nose, only a few millimeters away from Baylump's nose.
The eyes of everyone present suddenly widened. Unexpectedly, the elf who made his wish come true actually appeared. Then, just as Bailump wanted to speak, his mouth was entangled with golden threads, and he could only make a meaningless sound of "Woo".