~： 232. The secret! Jump left and right repeatedly!

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The comparison between Yang Ming and Titans naturally has already shocked the teachers of Shrek College.

Unlike the original, Dai Mubai did not advance to level 40, so Flanders did not leave the academy and remained in the academy.

At this time, the teachers headed by Flander came one after another.

Zhao Wuji's gaze fell naturally on Mr. Titan, and his thick face showed some solemn colors. To Dean Flander around him, he said:

"Boss, did you remember that I was beaten by this old guy's clan brother, and was chased by him everywhere, and finally had to flee with you to Soto City to establish Shrek College?"

Flander raised his hand to hold the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and the color of memory appeared in his eyes, saying:

"This old guy, isn't that annoying!"

Even if things had passed for a long time, Zhao Wuji still felt terrified in retrospect.

Zhao Wuji couldn't help but look ugly, nodded and said:

"This old guy, as a pure-power Soul Master, has the horror of power, even surpassing most titles of Douluo. Even if he does not use Wuhun, I am afraid that a punch will go down, and Yang Ming may not be an opponent. Should we help in the past? ..."

His voice just fell and his voice stopped.

It was at this time that Zhao Wuji punched Yang Ming's abdomen.

Just when Zhao Wuji thought that Yang Ming was probably going to be hit hard, a translucent basalt shield wrapped around Yang Ming, blocking Zhao Wuji's frightful punch.

Not only that, but with Yang Ming's nourishment and nourishment at all costs, the gap that the old Titan had just left on the Xuanwu shield immediately healed.

"This... how is this possible!"

Zhao Wuji has known Yang Ming for many years, but after seeing this scene, he still rubbed his eyes in disbelief, for fear that all he saw in front of him was just an illusion.

No matter how many times he rubbed his eyes, nothing happened to his sight.

Zhao Wuji looked at Flander very strangely. Although he had long accepted Yang Ming's endless means, he was still a little unbelievable, saying:

"Boss, when did Yang Ming learn such a powerful defensive soul technique? It seems to be more powerful than the soul technique of other defensive soul division masters?"

Dean Flander's hands were folded in his belly, and the appearance of a Wei An man was silent, as if pretending to be a match.

But actually, Dean Flander felt bitter.

You ask me, who do I ask?

I also want to know that Yang Ming hasn't seen him for a few days. How come he has some strange abilities?

Without mentioning the conversation between the two, he turned his attention back to the battle center.

Mr. Titan looked at Yang Ming deeply and deeply, the temple agitated slightly, showing the instability of his inner emotions.

Just now he seemed to be a normal punch, raising thousands of pounds of strength. Even if he bombarded the walls of Tiandou City, he could directly blast a pothole, but he never thought that it was just this strange shield in front of him. A hole was broken.

The guy in front of me is really not a defensive soul division?

Even the 30th-level defensive Soul Venerable is not enough for the old man to punch?

Mr. Titan now feels a little embarrassed, and even regrets that he just said too much.

If I knew it, I wouldn’t add a restriction to not release Wuhun!

If you don’t use martial spirit, you don’t use your soul ring, and you can’t use your soul skills.

Even if the old Titan came back with a punch, he would at most maintain the previous record. Not to mention hurt Yang Ming, he might not even hit him with a bang.

When I think of my big words, the result can't be achieved. Even if Mr. Titan has lived for so many years, he still feels a pain in his face.

Seeing that the old Titan did not chase after the victory, Yang Ming also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now I don’t see that the Xuanwu Shield has a good defense, but the Titan’s remaining power on the shield is not reduced, and it constantly consumes the durability of the shield. Just maintaining the integrity of the shield consumes nearly half of Yang Ming’s soul power.

After all, Mr. Titan is after all a strength-based Contra, and even on the way of power, even some titles are not as good as him. Even if he does not display the martial spirit, the power of the flesh alone is also terrifying. It is a humanoid demolition machine. .

The two sides were afraid of each other, and the scene calmed down at once.

However, it won't last long.

The old man of Titan still has a face. He has bullied himself, and has not won Yang Ming for a long time. If this matter is spread, not only will his reputation be corrupted, but it will also affect the family that has been declining over the years. Let other families It’s pretty bad to think that they are weak and bully now.

Seeing that the power and pressure of the Titans suddenly increased suddenly, the basalt shield protecting Yang Ming's body immediately made an overwhelming "crunchy, crunching" sound, and even the oval shaped shield was squeezed and deformed like a sponge. .

Obviously, Mr. Titan has understood that if he wants to win without Wuhun, he must first destroy Yang Ming's Xuanwu shield.

Yang Ming continued to export his soul power to barely support the Xuanwu shield.

The performance of the Titans is so obvious. Where does Yang Ming still not know that this is the prelude to launching a comprehensive attack?

With Yang Ming's Soul Power Reserve, I want to gradually promote to the 86th level of Soul Power under the pressure to support the Xuanwu Shield, I am afraid that it can only support three minutes.

Once the three minutes passed, Yang Ming's soul was exhausted, and the Xuanwu shield continued to be weak. It would naturally disappear, and the outcome of this battle will be finalized.

For today's plan, if you are passively beaten, you are destined to only lose. Only by struggling hard, attacking and defending different powers, and turning the guard into an attack, you can support the third move of the Titans.

The thought flashed through my mind Yang Ming already had a decision.

Facing the surprised eyes of the Titans and the crowd of people who ate melons, Yang Ming's heels stood up and his toes were pointed, and at the same time as the ghost fan walked, the small broken step jumped left and right.

"Mystery! Jump left and right repeatedly!"

Perhaps it is because of the speed is too fast, it actually gives people a feeling of Yang Ming’s multiple shadows. The overlapping of Yang Ming surrounded the old Titan. This scene seems to be familiar, a bit like the old Master Titan. Stress, deliberate moves.

However, at that time, the old man of Titans was just making a fuss, but Yang Ming was a hidden edge.

At the same time, Yang Ming reached out his left hand, and Qinglian's earth fire that had not been used for a long time seemed to dance in Yang Ming's palm like a caper. With the use of the soul and the body of the devil, a high-temperature flame formed around the old Titan. A dense ring of fire!

The high temperature flame can continuously consume the surrounding oxygen, causing the proportion of carbon dioxide in the air to rise sharply.

If Mr. Titan does not highlight the ring of fire, the oxygen-free environment caused by the exhaustion of oxygen will be defeated!

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