Tang Qingxi looked at Tylenol, and he looked like he was coming with bad intentions. Then he looked at Tailong next to him, and he roughly understood what it meant.
"Not bad, how about it?"
"You dare to look down on my son and hit me." Tang Qingxi waited for more than half a month, and when he finally found the person, he suddenly became angry, stretched out his big hand, and grabbed Tang Qingxi's shoulder.
Tang Qingxi's face turned cold, and he raised his hand and pointed his finger at Tylenol's palm.
Tylenol suddenly felt the biting coldness and severe pain in his palm. He quickly retracted his hand and looked at Tylenol in surprise: "You little girl is quite capable. No wonder she beat my son."
Tang Qingxi ignored him and just glanced at Tai Long with cold eyes.
"This is really enlightening. I originally thought you were just a weakling, but I didn't expect that you are such a loser. You got beaten up by yourself, and you still have the nerve to find someone to make trouble for you?"
If Tang San and Zhu Zhuqing were like this, she could just slap them away.
If you are bullied, you can just find someone to make trouble for you. Why bother to find someone if you cause trouble yourself?
Tailong's eyes suddenly showed a look of shame: "No, it was my dad who insisted on coming. I didn't think about it..."
Although Tylenol suffered a secret loss, he still looked proud: "I am the powerful king Tylenol. If you dare to hit my son, should you give me an explanation?"
"Explain?" Tang Qingxi sneered, "Should you give me an explanation for those who dare to block me? I'm very merciful to Tailong for Flanders' sake, but you can't do it without paying a price."
Want to leave!"
At this time, there is no right or wrong to discuss. What matters is who is stronger, who is weaker, and who is more powerful.
"Hahahaha." After listening to Tang Qingxi's words, Tylenol laughed directly, "This little girl can tell big words. I am a level 58 powerful fighting soul king, and you want me to pay the price."
"A lot of people are only level 58, and they still have the nerve to talk about it. If you don't believe me, just give it a try." As he said that, Tang Qingxi showed off his martial spirit.
Tylenol snorted coldly: "Do you want to use martial arts with me? Okay, I want to see how strong you are. You are possessed by a powerful gorilla."
As he shouted loudly, his whole body suddenly stood up five inches, and his dark muscles directly split his shirt, revealing his steely body.
Tai Lung is already very strong, but compared with Tylenol, he is still far behind. At the feet of this powerful king Tylenol, a total of five soul rings rose up, two yellow and three purple, and dazzling light surrounded his body.
And up.
Tang Qingxi raised his hand and signaled Oscar to retreat. Oscar didn't say anything, he just glanced at Tylenol and his son with disdain, then backed away some distance.
Oscar had absolute confidence in Tang Qingxi's strength. Titled Douluo even said that he would suppress him, so he was nothing but a fifty-eighth level soul master.
Of course, Oscar made a few recovery sausages just in case.
"Little girl, you have to think clearly. Fists and feet have no eyesight. If I accidentally break your leg, don't blame me." After releasing his martial spirit, Taino suddenly looked aloof. In his opinion, such a little guy
Girl, there is no way she can be her opponent.
"Then if I accidentally break your leg, just don't call your father over." Tang Qingxi naturally showed no weakness. Level 68 is still a bit difficult to deal with. You may have to use some external objects. Level 58
There's really nothing that can't be dealt with.
Tang Qingxi was too lazy to talk nonsense, and immediately stepped forward to take action as soon as he finished speaking.
Tylenol also laughed, and like a chariot, he rushed directly in the direction of Tang Qingxi.
However, Tang Qingxi dodged away lightly and raised his hand, with dark petals flying on his fingertips.
Pointing out, when Tylenol failed to turn around, the petals hit Tylenol's elbow joint.
Tylenol suddenly felt numbness in his arms, and an extreme coldness invaded his bones and blood. He immediately used his soul power, but found that the coldness could not be driven away easily.
Suddenly, Tylenol's expression became much more cautious.
At this time, Tang Qingxi was chasing Tylenol, and Tylenol raised his other hand to shoot out.
The five soul rings on Tainuo's body moved up and down, and the first two soul rings alternately released light. The soul skills attached to these two soul rings were one to surge power and the other to condense power.
Used alternately, it can increase his already terrifying strength by another 50%.
But such power could not be exerted in front of Tang Qingxi. He could not even hit anyone.
Tang Qingxi ducked down and leaned towards the arm where Tylenol was hit.
This thing came up to her to bully the small and use its power to suppress others, so Tang Qingxi became a little ruthless.
If you want to use your power to overwhelm others, you must have enough power.
Just now Tylenol was trying to catch her, but now Tang Qingxi's palms were as white as bones, and her sharp internal energy condensed into her fingertips, and she grabbed Tylenol's shoulder.
Tang Qingxi's fingertips easily dug into the muscles of Tylenol's shoulder, and blood quickly fell down his shoulder.
Tainuo was shocked, and his face looked a little ugly. When he fought with Tang Qingxi, he was already suspected of bullying the younger ones, but now he was injured after just a few moves. Where should he put his face?
Tylenol roared decisively, and the third soul ring on his body lit up.
The already majestic body seemed to have swelled a bit more. The veins on his body were bulging like little snakes. A vortex of power seemed to be blowing around Tylenol's body.
However, before he could fully use his third soul skill, Tang Qingxi grabbed his shoulders and flew up, grabbing Tylenol on the back of his head with his other hand.
The extreme coldness invaded the brain, and Tylenol took a shudder, and the original grand momentum was suddenly relieved.
Tang Qingxi let go and stepped back, landing lightly on the ground and began to wipe his hands.
She watched with cold eyes as Tylenol's body collapsed.
If we want to compete, we have no choice but to give people tricks and fight them seriously. How many soul skills do we want to use?
Tang Qingxi knew so much about the human body and knew how to quickly make people lose their fighting ability.
And Tylenol was too conceited and believed too much in his own strength, daring to let him get close.
Tai Lung was originally worried that his father had struck too hard, but when he saw that he fell down after just a few moves, he was completely stunned.
"You, what did you do to my dad?"
Tang Qingxi wiped the blood from her fingertips, turned around and glanced at Tailong, kicked him out, and then said without even looking at him: "Let's go, Oscar, the road is clear for you."
"Okay, Sister Xi, please, Sister Xi."
Oscar was a little unresponsive at this time. He originally thought he would see a big battle, but he didn't expect it to be over. He subconsciously agreed and walked out.
Tai Lung got up fearfully and ran to his father first.
"You can't die, but you will have to be in a coma for a few days and be miserable for a while." Tang Qingxi stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly, "There is always a price to pay for causing trouble. You have Flanders to save your face, but your father doesn't, so just take care of yourself.