Chapter 340: On the road of no return, the wrench will never come back
"So Jiang Ang ranks third in strength among the students of Weiyang Academy, and he is in the early stage of the Spirit Emperor realm. Is Xuanyang really okay?"
An elder from a brother college asked worriedly.
Song Weiqian was not sure either and turned her gaze to Ji Mo, wanting to know his opinion.
Ji Mo said nonchalantly: "What's the problem? As long as it's a boy, no, as long as it's a male, it's destined to be unable to escape the clutches of Baby Xuanyang."
Ji Mo felt that Xuanyang was a straight male killer, and that Jiang Ang, who had a straight male aura about him, was destined to end badly.
Such an answer frightened the elders of several brother colleges around him, and they secretly thought: Could it be that Xuanyang has some magical power that can specifically deal with men?
On the battlefield.
The referee signaled the game to start.
Neither party took action immediately, but were greeting each other.
"Sissy, don't try to use any dirty magic on me to seduce me. There's no way I'm interested in you."
Jiang Ang first made his position clear to avoid gossip.
He cherishes his reputation very much and does not want to end up like Cao Dabiao.
"I can cast evil spells to seduce you?"
Xuanyang was so angry that he jumped up and pointed at Jiang Ang's nose and cursed: "Why are you so shameless like Du Mubai? Who do you think you are? You don't take a piss to look at yourself, how can you get your face?"
Dare you say such a thing?"
Jiang Ang's face suddenly turned green, and he said angrily: "Why do you speak so harshly like a shrew? You are still not a man."
Xuanyang's eyes were half-squinted, and there was a dangerous aura in his eyes. Jiang Ang first called him a sissy, and then said that he was not a man but a shrew, which completely angered him.
How could he, a real man of Xuanyang's iron blood and a real man who runs a carriage with both arms, be slandered like this?
Suddenly, both of them looked at each other very unfavorably, their angry glances intertwined, and there were faint sparks in the air.
"Admit defeat, I know you have a special bloodline, but I also have it. You are only at the late stage of the Spiritual Saint Realm, why should you fight me."
Jiang Ang planned to surrender without a fight. After all, bullying a holy realm with the strength of an imperial realm would be disgraceful even if he won. It would be best if the opponent surrendered.
"It's just the early stage of the Imperial Realm. What's there to be proud of? Beating you is like me beating my son."
Xuanyang was not afraid at all. As a genius, he would definitely be able to fight against the enemy and fight across the ranks.
The opponent has a special bloodline and is at a higher level than yourself, so this is best. Defeating him will be more convincing.
In fact, many people will look down upon the trash talk that both parties exchange before the fight, thinking that they will lose points.
But experienced people know that this is necessary.
Words seem to have little nutrition, but they are actually an invisible psychological game.
Jiang Ang was under great pressure and wanted to find a flaw in Xuanyang, so he spoke in anger.
But Xuanyang doesn't have too many tricks up his sleeve, he just wants to piss people off.
In the exchange of words, Jiang Ang was clearly no match, and his face turned even greener with anger.
I beat my son?
This sentence was clearly meant to take advantage of him.
Can't bear it.
"Sissy, I'm going to kill you."
Jiang Ang roared angrily, his body bloomed with a red halo, and he directly used the power of his blood.
With a flick of his body, he turned into a stream of light, and his strong fist burst out with bright light, hammering Xuanyang.
boom!
A deep pit appeared out of thin air on the ground, and a large amount of gravel spattered in all directions.
The force of this punch was really amazing. If he had been hit, he would probably have been beaten into a puddle of mud.
However, there was no figure of Xuanyang on the spot, obviously he had escaped the blow.
"You have a snake-like heart, which is more vicious than a woman's heart, and you are so vicious in your actions!"
Xuanyang's voice echoed in the air.
It turned out that he had already hid in the air and easily avoided the blow.
Many Emperor Realm experts around him looked at him sideways and were a little shocked, because Xuanyang's movements were so fast that even they could only catch a trace of the afterimage.
Jiang Ang gritted his teeth and ejected directly into the sky.
However, it still came to nothing.
"Why are you acting like a turtle? Your attacks are too slow."
Xuanyang's voice sounded again, and he had returned to the battlefield.
Du Mubai's expression became serious while watching the match. According to the previous matches, Xuanyang's movement was not that fast.
This was far beyond his expectation.
Either Xuanyang had been deliberately hiding his clumsiness and strength before, or the opponent's special bloodline was not simple, and was most likely a rare and powerful one.
Special bloodlines and special physiques are also distinguished by grades.
Although Jiang Ang also has a special bloodline, it is only ordinary. Now when facing Xuanyang, he is obviously suppressed. It can be seen that Xuanyang's special bloodline is more advanced.
"What are you hiding from? Come and fight with me if you're a man."
Jiang Ang roared angrily and couldn't even touch the corner of his opponent's clothes, which made him somewhat embarrassed.
"Although I know that this is a clumsy way to provoke a general, I still fulfill your wish and let you know what it means to be a pure man."
Xuanyang's long hair was flying, and his face was impeccable. He rolled up his sleeves, revealing his arms that were fairer than a woman's, choosing to be tough.
Jiang Ang crazily activated the power of his bloodline, his whole body glowed, and blood-colored halos came out one after another, surrounding his body.
It was as if there were more than a dozen high-power bath heaters hanging on his body, shining brightly, and the bright rays of light were very dazzling.
At the same time, his whole body was exuding a terrible temperature, and the rocks where he stood were emitting green smoke as he walked.
Jiang Ang was extremely powerful, he looked like a god or demon with every move he made, his fierce flames surged into the sky, and he had an aura that could only be dominated by him.
There was a hint of seriousness on Xuanyang's face. After all, the other party was in the Spiritual Emperor realm, and his own realm was too low, so he was at a disadvantage.
He put away his cynical attitude and began to stimulate the power of his bloodline.
Xuanyang's body was filled with pink glow, which condensed into a pink ball of light behind him. Mysterious runes kept flashing, and his whole temperament underwent earth-shaking changes.
"This movement must not be the transformation of a beautiful girl."
Ji Mo's eyes widened, extremely curious, feeling that something was wrong with Xuanyang, and he was afraid that the other party would suddenly say: I will destroy you on behalf of the moon.
After completely stimulating the power of his bloodline, Xuanyang's whole person became even more beautiful and attractive.
The skin is flowing with white fluorescence, so tender that you can pinch water, and the face is more delicate, and every frown and smile is full of all kinds of charm.
"Damn it, I feel like the sun is rising in the east, and I am the only one who can't beat me! This little appearance is even more attractive and lovable!"
Ji Mo exclaimed, it seemed that Xuanyang was on the "spanner" road of no return and could not come back.
Jiang Ang's pupils couldn't stop dilating, his breathing was a little faster, his heartbeat was inexplicably accelerated, and he began to feel unbearable.
"It's impossible, how could I fall in love with a man."
Jiang Ang gritted his teeth, feeling a sense of shame in his heart.
Then he tried his best to suppress the strange thoughts in his mind and attacked with all his strength.