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Chapter 133 Other People's Chess Pieces

"Am I really someone else's pawn?"

A huge wave suddenly arose in Liang Shaochong's heart. Some things that he had not understood for the past few months suddenly became clear.

Why did a fish seller who had nothing to do with him spend half a year and painstakingly teach him the "pulse-cutting and soul-cutting finger" and then suddenly disappear?

Why does Ma Jiangshuang take such good care of herself and use the power in the door to help him secretly?

Why is it that whenever he encounters danger, Mrs. Bamboo always appears in time to save him from danger?

And why did the mysterious woman who left the note use various methods and even use the lives of Wu Baifengmei and his daughter to force him to participate in this competition?

In all of this, it seems that there is another force secretly manipulating him, becoming their pawn, making him act according to their intentions? If the person from the Yamo Cult in front of him hadn't pointed it out, I'm afraid he would never have been able to guess it in his life?

In an instant, Liang Shaochong was struck like five thunders, his head swelled as big as a bucket, he was so frightened that he was covered in cold sweat, his heart was shaking violently, his whole body bones were rattling, and there were bursts of pain.

But things came one after another, and the anger in Liang Shaochong's heart burst out uncontrollably.

It was like an erupting volcano, rushing and rolling in his veins, running like a hurricane, with nothing to stop it, as if his whole body was burning with blazing fire; every hair was sparkling with sparks, even making Piao Piao

The falling dead leaves were instantly ignited as soon as they touched his body.

"What are you thinking about now?"

Looking at Liang Shaochong's uncertain expression, Chen Binhong said proudly.

"I've thought about it. I'll kill you first." Liang Shaochong's eyes spit out a ball of flames, and he quickly activated the upper-level Xuanpin pulse power. Three pulses as big as goose eggs quickly circulated in his body, "Boom!"

"Boom" bursts of loud noises produced a huge aura like mountains and seas, whipped up a gust of wind, and jumped above Chen Binhong.

Although Liang Shaochong possesses a high-level Tianpin pulse sense, he has not revealed the pulse sense in his body since entering the competition. Now, as soon as the high-level Xuanpin pulse sense appeared, it immediately caused a sensation in the audience.

"Oh my god! That's the upper-level Xuanpin pulse sense!"

"What? It's a high-level Xuanpin pulse sense. I didn't expect that I actually saw an upper-level Xuanpin pulse sense in the small town of Jingchu?"

"Genius, I finally saw a terrifying genius today."

Like a thunderbolt exploding in the sky, the audience immediately started talking.

While the audience was discussing, Liang Shaochong used three levels of pulse skills at the same time: "Tian Yuan Gang Fist", "Prophet Finger" and "Pulse Cutting Soul Finger".

"Ouch!"

A phantom of a giant ape full of blood, violence, cruelty and killing rushed out of Liang Shaochong's body, as if it had spirituality. With a long roar, it swooped down and stretched out its huge furry black fingers. The "prophet finger" suddenly pointed out, mixed with

With the energy of the second move of "Cut the Pulse and Cut the Soul Finger", "Hidden Dragon Split the Pulse", he killed him.

Chen Binhong was so frightened that he stood frozen as if he had been struck by lightning. His whole body was shaking like chaff. He realized that under this move, all his skills, momentum, and confidence suddenly collapsed.

The aura of this move was not very powerful, but the thoughts of failure and death were firmly pressing on Chen Binhong's mind. He thought that with this move, he could still be hit even if he fled to the ends of the earth.

The "Prophet Finger" predicts the enemy's opportunity, the "Pulse-cutting and Soul-cutting Finger" kills people invisible, and the "Tian Yuan Gang Fist" has overwhelming momentum.

The "Prophet Finger" and "Pulse Cutting Soul Finger" are integrated into the "Tian Yuan Gang Fist". "Tian Yuan Gang Fist" is no longer a simple lower-level yellow-level pulse skill.

The "Prophet Finger" is used to anticipate the enemy's opportunities and the "Pulse-cutting and Soul-cutting Finger" is the invisible essence of killing people...

There is no trace of this move, it is like a stroke of God.

This move was beyond everyone's imagination. It was obviously a lower-level yellow-level pulse skill, but as soon as Liang Shaochong performed it, he instantly surpassed the limit of the yellow-level pulse skill and reached the level of a lower-level Xuanpin pulse skill.

threshold.

This move left behind a breathtaking beauty and deep thought, as bright as fireworks, like meteors streaking across the sky, short-lived and gorgeous.

boom!

The phantom of the giant ape accurately hit Chen Binhong's heart. The bones in his whole body cracked and exploded, followed by another muffled "boom" sound. The force of his fingers shot out from his body, exploding a terrifying blood hole in his back, and his internal organs melted.

for powder

Chen Binhong spurted blood wildly, with a trace of flesh foam, and fell down.

The energy of the "Hidden Dragon's Splitting Veins" also surged along Chen Binhong's wounds to Chen Binhong's limbs and bones, turning into a spiral energy that continuously destroyed Chen Binhong's meridians.

In an instant, Chen Binhong's limbs and head swelled rapidly, and the veins and blood vessels in his body were clearly visible, followed by loud "boom", "boom", "boom" and "boom", and his whole body exploded into pieces.

Countless people were shocked and stunned by his move!

It was obviously a low-level Huang-level pulse skill, but when he used it in his hands, an incredible scene occurred. It actually had the power of a lower-level Xuan-level pulse skill.

"Chen Binhong seems to have no backhand power at all. With just one move, he defeated a Da Pulse disciple with an intermediate Huangpin Pulse Sense. I think this Liang Shaochong definitely has the strength to challenge 'Tornado' Chen Junhao."

"In the previous round, none of the other nine players could withstand Chen Binhong's three moves? Now, he himself was defeated by others with one move."

"Yes! Although this person is not as scary as the evil genius Li Yujie, he is still close to him."

"It's not that Chen Binhong isn't strong, it's that Liang Shaochong is too terrifying. At such a young age, he actually possesses a high-level Xuanpin sense of pulse." The audience in the audience talked a lot. Some were amazed at Liang Shaochong's strength, some were jealous, and some were envious.

Standing among the top 100 racers, Liang Rongqiang, a man in black who once killed nine racers with one move, was gnashing his teeth: "Damn it! Junior Brother Chen was actually killed like this. This man was so young.

He has high-level Xuanpin pulse power, but it seems that his realm is the fourth level of pulse sense cultivation, and one of the pulse senses has not yet condensed pulse power. If his cultivation realm is higher, I am afraid that

I am no longer his opponent."

At the same time, "Tornado" Chen Junhao was also shocked. He never expected that Liang Shaochong was so powerful. He originally thought that Liang Shaozhong only had a high-level Huangpin pulse sense and was quite good.

But what was displayed now was an upper-level Xuanpin pulse sense, which was three levels higher than his own.

"It's interesting! But the level of cultivation is a little too low. I hope to have an amazing performance in the next round of competition." "Tornado" Chen Junhao's eyes lit up and he nodded.

Chen Bofu's eyes also flickered, thoughtfully.

"In one move, there are three changes, and each change is different. There is actually the essence of predicting the enemy's opportunity. It's amazing! This artistic conception, momentum, and charm have all reached an unpredictable state. It's simply

Invulnerable and unbreakable! If your cultivation level is raised to a lower-level disciple in the future, I’m afraid I won’t be able to resist it. It’s a pity that such a genius can’t become my disciple!”

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