Chapter 75

In the third stage, Su Zuo Neng has not yet got his lower body, but even so, it is more than ten meters high, and his waist width is also seven or eight meters. At the moment, the seven or eight meter high virtual image of Zhao Wuji's real body seems to suddenly become a little small, but not half as big.

If ye Zhiqiu had finished all the five stages of Xu Zuo Neng, he would have been afraid that Zhao Wuji's real martial spirit was not as high as his legs. Unfortunately, it would be too conspicuous. The 100 meter high-rise Xu Zuo can be seen clearly from the other side of Soto city. It is too high-profile, and ye Zhiqiu has not planned to expose himself.

Regardless of Su's fighting power for the moment, the huge figure with a height of more than 10 meters is extremely oppressive. The whole body is covered with purple energy coat, so it looks very solid and unbreakable.

Ye Zhiqiu himself is protected in the middle by his coat. If he can't break his coat, no one else will hurt him.

"Miss Zhao, let's have a fight between men!" Ye Zhiqiu manipulates Su Zuo Neng Hu, roaring a fist at Zhao Wuji's real body of Wolverine bear.

Ye Zhiqiu's roar also made the people who watched the battle come back to their senses, and suddenly exclaimed.

Zhao Wuji felt that he was a little split, special you open it! How did you suddenly get so big? What kind of weird soul skill is this? The real body of martial spirit? But you don't have 70!

Why do you have so many cards, just sent away one after another...

hit hard? I touch your sister! It's too bullying. Zhao Wuji was just about to run away, but Su Zuo nenghu's fist was so fast that he could not release the Buddha from his huge body, which was not affected by any air resistance.

The sky was hit by this blow, and the visible cyclone circled over Xu Zuo Neng's strong and powerful fist, and hit directly on the gold mask formed by Zhao Wuji's martial spirit.

This scene, looks like a big man, a blow in a kindergarten children's body as terrible.

"Dong ~" seems to be a metal pile banging on a copper bell and exploding in mid air.

Then, almost instantaneously, the gold mask was covered with dense cracks.

Zhao Wuji's first soul did not move. The golden mask formed by the Ming King's body did not hold on to a breath. With a bang, it broke into pieces all over the sky and scattered.

Su Zuo Neng's fist power is just a little bit, and then he reunites his fist power. One punch is directed at Zhao Wuji's real body of martial spirit. The shadow of the powerful Vajra bear continues to blow down.

"Roar ~" Zhao Wuji couldn't hide. His forehead was blue, and his face was ferocious. He controlled the real body of Wu Hun and raised two big claws to meet the fist that Xu Zuo Neng Hu smashed.

"Bang ~" explodes in the void.

Visible ripples of energy wind up and spread around.

Tang three and others covered their faces with their forearms and peeped out their eyes at the center of the war. Their eyes were full of shock. The battle scene between Ye Zhiqiu and Zhao Wuji was really terrible.

Zhao Wuji resisted this blow with some difficulty, but he finally resisted.

In the center of the battlefield, Xu nenghu's giant arm, like the prime of the sky, is stretching straight. The fist cover is pressed on the top of the head of Zhao Wuji's real body, Dali Wolverine bear, but it is hard to resist it with two arms.

Even though Zhao Wuji is not feeling well now, his forehead is covered with cold sweat, and his legs are shaking, but... He finally resisted the first wave of attack from Su Zuo nenghu.

Unfortunately, Zhao Wuji can bear this force, which does not mean that the ground under his feet is so strong.

"Cacha..." the ground, which had been destroyed, suddenly appeared a small crack.

This is not a floor tile cracking, but the earth can not bear the pressure, cracking.

The cold sweat on Zhao Wuji's forehead is more intense in a moment...

Ye Zhiqiu's eyes are smiling. Before, you seemed to want to shoot me into the ground, but you can't get it out. Now, try this for you.

Read so far, Xu Zuo Neng Hu's other arm was raised at this moment, and fiercely covered the fist of Zhao Wuji's right hand.

"Bang ~" is a dull sound that makes people jump.

Su Zuo Neng pressed his left hand fiercely on his right fist.

At this moment, Zhao Wuji's face instantly turned into a pig's liver color. The force of terror came from his palms, as if to crush him into a meat pie.

The ground under his feet "boom" sound, can no longer support, dense cracks like a spider's web, and then, directly collapsed...

"I rely on..." Zhao Wuji only had time to scold, that is, he was pushed into the soil by Su Zuo nenghu's two giant hands, and no one could see him.

"My God, Miss Zhao won't be pressed into meat pie..." Oscar wiped his forehead with cold sweat.

Tang San thought about it, shook his head and said, "it shouldn't be. Ah Qiu has always been measured. Mr. Zhao's life is certainly not in danger, but it is inevitable to suffer a little. He mocked ah Qiu many times before, and ah Qiu is not a master who will suffer losses... ""Xiao San, aren't you surprised? Today, I got to know Qiu Ge again. The fighting power is so terrible... "Xiaowu shook her head and felt that everything was dreamy. What happened today made her little heart unable to bear it.

Several people are still talking here, on the other side, many of Shrek college instructors finally arrived at the playground fighting place.

"I don't know where I offended you at Shrek college. Do you want to lay a heavy hand on Zhao Wuji?" The seven ring soul saint who has four eyes on owl and eagle's martial spirit looks at Ye Zhiqiu, and his face is somewhat dignified and speaks first.

Ye Zhiqiu is stunned. This guy should be frank of Shrek college, right? But... Did he think he was looking for trouble?

Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help but say something speechless: "Dean Flander, I guess you have misunderstood me. I'm a freshman in the college. I'm my own! It was Mr. Zhao who insisted on asking me for a contest. I had no choice but to suppress him... "

in order to show that he was not really an enemy, ye Zhiqiu spread out his hands with a helpless expression on his face and closed his own martial spirit. He had to help himself to dissipate slowly.

A freshman in our college? Frand was a little confused. Who can tell me what happened...

at this time, the old man who gave Ye Zhiqiu their first examination stepped forward and leaned in Flander's ear and whispered for a while. Flander's expression became more and more wonderful, and he felt like he was listening to the story.

Dai mubai and Oscar also ran over to explain frand's face. The more he said, the more powerful he was. Zhao Wuji, who had just climbed out of the pit, was very dark.

Ye Zhiqiu saw as if he had nothing to do with himself. He shrugged his shoulders and walked towards Ning Rongrong and Tang San.

"Brother Qiu, it's too fierce. It's really a good breath for us. " Little dance waved a small fist, eyes narrowed into a good-looking crescent shaped, excited straight jump.

"You're not hurt, are you?" Ning Rongrong takes Ye Zhiqiu's arm and shakes his head to observe.

Ye Zhiqiu pressed her small head and said with a smile, "don't worry, I'm really OK."

After a long rest, Tang San recovered a lot of physical strength. He got together and said curiously, "ah Qiu, I have a feeling that you didn't use all your strength just now. How many means did you hide?"

"We also want to know." Ning Rongrong and Xiaowu opened their mouth at the same time. They all looked at Ye Zhiqiu curiously.

Even Zhu Zhuqing's ears were raised.

"Emmm..." Ye Zhiqiu tilted his head to think, and said with a smile, "there are a hundred million points hidden, and the basic means are done."

"Only a little hidden?" There was a look of disbelief.

"Yes, only a little bit!"

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