Chapter 179

Dark soul is famous for his exaggerated speed, and his attack speed is also frequent.

At the moment of the battle, the dark soul came to me in the twinkling of an eye, took a dagger directly from my waist and attacked my neck very quickly.

I didn't hesitate, quickly opened the distance, and then kicked him on the back of dark soul. He staggered a few steps and fell to the ground. Although he didn't suffer any harm, he also felt great humiliation and blushed. He shouted at me with gnashing teeth: "mean man, I killed you today!"

This makes me very depressed. Why am I mean? Is it mean just because I fight back? I really don't understand the brain circuit of the dark soul. It's really novel. It seems that in his idea, anyone who resists is shameless. He can only beat others, but others can't beat him.

After the dark soul got up from the ground, he didn't care to slap the dust on his body. He shouted loudly and rushed at me again. I frowned and kept dodging to avoid a frontal confrontation. On the one hand, this guy is good at playing daggers. On the other hand, I don't know what conspiracy he has waiting for me. Therefore, I try not to deal with it head-on and spend time with him slowly, In terms of physical strength, Wang Chen has never been afraid of anyone.

Indeed, after a few rounds, the dark soul was tired and panting. In fact, he was not like this. The main reason was that he wanted to show himself in front of he Haoran too much. The consequence of being eager to succeed would only make him lose his mind. I also took advantage of several opportunities to find his flaw and beat him gnash his teeth.

After a short rest, the dark soul looked at me angrily and shouted at me: "can you only hide? You have the ability to fight me head-on!"

"Good!" The corners of my mouth rose slightly, showing strong confidence.

The dark soul couldn't help but be stunned. It seemed that I didn't expect that I promised so directly. After returning to God, the dark soul smiled coldly and said to me, "then let you see the power of my flying sand palm!"

I'm a little sniffy. It seems that my previous evasion has made the dark soul lose his mind. We've been fighting for a while, and he's ready to use his unique skill.

I've heard of this flying sand palm. It uses the power of twisting the waist and crotch to force the palm. This is also the unique skill of the dark soul, with infinite power.

Flying sand palm is not like other fancy moves. This palm technique is very crisp, but it has a fatal point, that is, how much power it can exert depends on the internal strength of the user!

As the name suggests, how powerful your internal strength is, how powerful you can play the power of flying sand palm.

Although the shape of dark soul is nondescript, in fact, his internal power is very strong. I can see that his every move carries unparalleled power. As long as he hits, I will basically have a very serious internal injury. The injury can be healed in various ways, but if the internal injury needs to be cured, I'm afraid it can't be solved in three or five years, Maybe even for a lifetime.

The dark soul is famous for his speed, but those who have really seen his moves often admire his inner strength!

In the past, dark souls used to kill others with flying sand palm, so those who really know the power of flying sand palm are basically more than one meter tall.

Therefore, when the dark soul proposed to use the flying sand palm, although I didn't change my face and even showed a disdainful smile, I just wanted to cover up my guilty heart and distract the dark soul. In fact, my heart had already been mentioned to my throat and stared at the every move of the dark soul with great caution.

If the dark soul was caught, he was very puzzled when he saw my appearance.

But he didn't think much. His most proud move was the flying sand palm, so soon he gathered his infinite internal strength on the right palm and rushed to me.

The double explosion of power and speed makes the dark soul look like a deadly ghost.

Soon, the dark soul rushed to me. It was lucky in the elixir field. It was shocked and drank. The palm of my hand roared towards me with strong internal power. I was surprised and hurriedly displayed my serial lost legs.

In an instant, the palm of the dark soul hit my feet. I only felt a strong impact in my body and hit my internal organs. My body retreated involuntarily, but the dark soul was no better. It flew out and hit the ground.

After I stabilized my footing, I looked at the dark soul again. He got up from the ground in embarrassment, squinted at me and said to me, "I didn't expect you to have some skills. I underestimated you. Come again!"

With that, the dark soul shook his body, swept away the listless momentum, and killed me again.

With the first test, this time, I seem to be at ease. It's also a coincidence that my serial lost legs pay attention to the flexible use. It can be said that they are specially used to deal with the rigid moves of flying sand palm. I shuttle back and forth around the dark soul. His palm accumulates the internal strength of his whole body and can't find me, I can only hold back and roar at me: "do you have the ability to him? Don't run!"

I'm not a fool. I've tried the taste of gathering the strength of my whole body but not releasing it. It's unbearable. If I'm careless, it's even easy to cause the reverse bite of power and cause great harm to the noumenon.

Finally, the dark soul was red in the face and could only wave a palm towards the air. A ripple of air flow rippled out. The dark soul was very angry. The taste of waving air was too oppressive.

At this time, I didn't intend to waste time. I chased him directly while winning. At the moment when the dark soul recovered its strength, I rushed directly behind him. Then I stared and launched a series of lost legs towards the dark soul.

In an instant, my legs seemed to be changeable, confusing and elusive. My whole person had an unfathomable breath, just like an expert in the world.

The whole audience was stunned. I saw that the dark soul was kicked directly by me, and I accelerated the speed. When the dark soul was half empty, I jumped up and kicked it in the face of the dark soul.

Finally, the dark soul hit the ground heavily, and the whole person seemed to be wasted. His momentum was depressed and his appearance was extremely embarrassed. He supported the floor with both hands and wanted to stand up, but he finally fell on the ground with a puff.

This battle, I won!

But I didn't show my pride. I even sighed deeply.

I thought I was at the peak of my mastery of the serial lost leg, but I didn't expect that I understood only a little. From this defeat of the dark soul, I still lacked too much.

I just don't know I looked at he Haoran's gloomy face. I don't know if I have a chance to practice the serial lost legs.

But today, I also understand a skill, that is self-confidence!

Yes, when I fight with the shadow, I'm always afraid I'll lose. Therefore, I'm very cautious in every move. The final result is that I'm scarred. Thanks to my "fatal blow", otherwise I would have gone to the palace of hell to report.

And today, when I fought with the dark soul, I thought I had won before it even started! Therefore, in the process of fighting, I can consider many aspects. It seems that I can see through the next attack of the dark soul. Finally, I easily defeated the dark soul!

Therefore, self-confidence is a very important point. If I don't have confidence at first, maybe I will win in the end, but I won't be so simple!

I came to the dark soul step by step with heavy steps. The dark soul was very embarrassed at the moment. He hung his head and seemed to notice me coming. When he raised his head to see me, his pupils suddenly narrowed, and his heart set off a storm. He said to me, "no... How can you win me?"

I smiled coldly and was about to answer, but I didn't expect a cold voice behind me: "it's your arrogance and your despised enemy! Dark soul, you should lose. It seems that Wang Chen and I don't want to kill you, but you want to kill yourself!"

I know that this is he Haoran's voice. When the dark soul heard his words, the tiger body trembled and remembered he Haoran's words before the game.

If he loses, I don't have to do it. He Haoran will kill him himself.

Thinking of this, the dark soul hurriedly said to he Haoran: "boss he! Give me another chance, I... I can defeat him!"

The dark soul quickly wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth and stood up with all his strength. However, the blow I gave in the process of his inverted flight was too fierce. He couldn't stand stably, and his legs kept shaking. Such a dark soul didn't even have the strength to swing his fist. How could he win me?

He Haoran naturally understood this truth. His eyes flashed a touch of Yin duck and said coldly: "dark soul, you are so disappointing to me. I told you a long time ago to clean up your arrogant character, but you didn't listen."

The dark soul's desire for survival was extremely strong. He almost begged: "boss he, I'm wrong! I'm very wrong. Please give me another chance. I'll get rid of my bad problems in the future. Can you believe me?"

He Haoran pointed to the people around him and said in a deep voice, "I promised in front of so many people that as long as you lose, I will kill you myself. Do you want me to go back?"

The dark soul panicked. He was trembling with fear. He really didn't want to die. He still had a lot of money to spend and many women didn't taste it slowly. How could he be willing to die?

The dark soul hurriedly knelt on the ground and cried: "boss! Woo... Woo, I'm still useful. I can help you solve the problems you don't want to show up. I'll make cattle and horses for you. I just beg you not to kill me!"

The trembling voice of the dark soul is very pitiful, but he is wrong. His fault is that he Haoran should not beg for mercy from this ruthless machine.

If it's someone else, you might consider breaking your promise and sparing the dark soul, but this is he Haoran.

He only has feelings for Tong Yang. It seems that Tong Yang is the only person in his world. In his eyes, the rest are just tools of value!

After all, the new one is always better than the old one, and he won't have a trace of affection for the old worker.

He Haoran looked at the dark soul without expression, Made an indisputable voice: "Do you think I could create an assassination group and let him become the first killer organization? Dark soul, I gave you everything. If it weren't for me, you were just a drug addict who raised money all day to take drugs. I taught you too much, but you let me down. What's the use of a person like you?"

The dark soul looked around helplessly. He had hoped that anyone could stand up and plead for him, but there was no one. Finally, his eyes stayed on me.

Seeing me, the dark soul's desperate eyes immediately dissipated the light of hope. He couldn't wait to grab my leg and prayed to me: "Wang Chen, please ask boss he for mercy and let him spare me!"

I can't help laughing. This picture is really funny. A few minutes ago, the dark soul boasted that he wanted me to pay the price of arrogance, but now, he wants me to intercede with him?

Ridiculous! How ridiculous!

I can't wait to kill you myself and beg for your mercy?

Daydreaming!

I shook off the dark soul's arm in disgust and said coldly, "a hundred times is not enough for a man like you!"

My words directly sentenced the death penalty of the dark soul!