Chapter 149: The Battle between the Two Great Beasts (III)

Among the four powerful aliens in Qincheng, the one with the worst combat experience is Ming. As a level ten divine beast, his natural aura is enough to become his protective umbrella. Let me ask, in the extreme northern wasteland, the monster felt his aura and dared to attack? Just like when Di Si and Perkins first met Zi, they obviously had the strength to be above Zi, but they couldn't even feel the intention of resisting.

Therefore, as a divine beast with little combat experience, Ming smartly chose to imitate. He has wisdom that is no less than humans, and when imitating, he naturally chooses the one that is most suitable for him and is easiest to imitate. Zi’s previous fighting method was undoubtedly like this.

Therefore, when Weiming's fist hit the height of Ming, who was tall and far superior to him, Ming imitated Zi, stood still and looked foolish and let Weiming's fist go up.

Elder Weiming's punch was originally just a tentative attack, but when his fist full of purple-level seventh-level fighting spirit reached the opponent, the opponent didn't even want to dodge at all. Weiming was furious. The chief Supreme Elder, did the other party look down on him? Two more points of force were added to his fist.

With a muffled bang, Ming's body shook, and the original smile on his face disappeared, turning into a sad face. He rubbed his big hand on his lower abdomen and grinned: "It hurts a little."

Wei Ming looked at Ming in amazement. Just now, when he punched Ming, he felt that he seemed not to hit someone but an extremely hard wall, and his fists under the protection of the Dou Qi were paralyzed. Moreover, this wall was much harder than any rock, and even granite would break in front of his Dou Qi, but the tall guy in front of him just said something a little painful.

Elder Weiming could not believe that this was true, and secretly told himself that the hallucination was illusion. This must be an illusion. Even if the other party was a monster, what kind of monster could carry its fist with its body? Even the legendary sacred dragon could not do it. Of course, he didn't know that the person in front of him was also incomparable to the sacred dragon.

In order to test that he was an illusion just now, Elder Weiming launched another attack. This time it was no longer a tentative punch. He slid forward, showing flexibility that was completely inconsistent with his age. At such a short distance, he even brought a afterimage, and countless fist shadows rushed straight to the vital points of Ming's body with graceful arcs.

Both from Ju Sect, the Supreme Elder Weiming immediately showed his strength by taking action. Compared with the leader of Ju Sect, Wei Lingfeng, his fighting spirit was much more solid. It seemed that the attack speed was extremely fast, but each punch was really without any false moves.

At the same time, at least hundreds of punches were shot out without fancy hits, and most of them were vital. For a moment, a loud bang sound was heard, and purple aura filled Ming's body. His body, which had turned into a human form, was about three meters high and leaned forward and backward, and followed the shaking of the fist.

However, no matter how Ming's body shaking, he was always standing there. His feet seemed to grow on the ground, without any trace of moving. The violent roar caused a variety of changes in his expression on his face, frowning and laughing. More of the eyebrows were like the ones he had released the pleasure.

He went all out to shoot out Hundred Fists, and the purple shadow flashed. The Supreme Elder Weiming was already ten meters away in front of Ming. Although his face had not changed, his chest was also slightly undulating. The large consumption of fighting spirit made him unable to bear it. The bombardment of Hundred Fists, Weiming found that like his first fist, no matter where the other party was, no matter whether he was vital or not, was hard as a rock. However, Weiming was still very confident in his fist. He believed that even if the other party seemed nothing to do on the surface, he should have been injured by his heavy punch. Facing this guy who would not fight back, he didn't even have to use a sword. Victory will be revealed immediately.

Ming looked backwards Weiming and moved his head. A rattle of teeth made a sour noise from his neck, and he opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of purple air. He said something that made Weiming almost vomit blood, "It's so good. It's been a long time since I've been relaxing my muscles and bones like this. It's so comfortable! Are you going to continue?"

"You..." Weiming's face really changed this time. He found that his opponent was simply a pervert. Is he okay? No, no, he must have to hold on. In order to prove his thoughts, Weiming stood there, staring at Ming, wanting to wait for him to show his injury. However, he was soon disappointed, and Ming was also standing there looking at him, without a trace of pain.

In fact, Ming really didn't mean to be angry. In terms of defense, mountain giants and war giants can be said to be the true leader of all monsters. Not to mention the purple-level attack power of Weiming, even a real secondary god-level attack here may not cause much damage to him. The super defense also caused some problems. The body was extremely insensitive to external stimulation. The fists that Weiming had just bombarded him, the sufficient purple-level seventh-level fighting spirit was like giving Ming a full-body massage. From childhood to adulthood, it was the first time he had experienced this comfortable feeling, and subconsciously expressed his feelings.

Seeing that the Supreme Elder Weiming seemed to have no intention of taking action, Ming remembered that he was here to fight instead of massage, and said honestly: "Since you don't hit me, I'll hit you. OK."

Ming's original body has only one single purpose, but when he changed into a human form, it naturally became human eyes. At this time, a strange blue-purple halo suddenly appeared on his big eyes. Then, a scene that surprised the Supreme Elder Weiming. Ming's eyes, which were flashing blue-purple light, actually moved on his face and moved towards the center at the same time.

What's going on here?

Soon, Ming's eyes had merged into one eye, and eyes that were a circle larger than the previous two eyes flashed with a strange blue-purple halo staring at Weiming.

Kala, a twisted blue-purple lightning flashed out of the single eye in an instant. The speed of lightning was too fast. Weiming was a little dull because of the changes on Ming's face, and he didn't even have a chance to dodge. He was immediately bombarded by the blue-purple lightning.

The Supreme Elder Weiming was not ashamed. At least after he got Ming's attack, he did not leave the spot when Ming was hit by his fist before. However, the Supreme Elder now completely turned into another appearance.

The originally light yellow and quaint robe has turned into burnt black, and his exposed skin has also become the same color. The most funny thing is his hair. His silver-white hair is neatly combed behind his head meticulously, but at this time it completely explodes, standing upright like a steel needle.

The powerful men watching the battle on the East Long Ba Sect looked at the scene in amazement, and Ye Li murmured to himself: "Is this the legendary Super Saiyan?"

Ming turned his head and grinned at Ye Yinzhu, "I won, he may not be able to move anymore. It will be fine in half an hour. His fighting spirit is strong enough to protect himself from being truly hurt by my lightning."

"I haven't lost yet." Weiming's voice suddenly sounded. Under Ming's thunder and lightning attack, he was indeed paralyzed all over his body, but the fighting spirit of the East Long Ba Sect was different after all. With his strong strength, although his appearance changed greatly, he did not suffer much damage in essence. At this time, he was crazily urging the fighting spirit in his body, and his body had recovered a certain ability to move.

Ming frowned, "You lose, there is no need to continue. Don't you understand?" As he said, his eyes that merged into one flashed again with lightning lightning, but this time the light of lightning was white.

Weiming stood there blankly, looking at the light flashing in Ming's eyes. Of course he knew what it was. The same light appeared when Elder Mei Qing used a scissor of Hanmei before. Ming did not seem to have any energy accumulation, but he just casually revealed the terrifying color. Weiming knew that he had lost, and at the same time, he realized that the enemy in front of him might be the strongest among the four alien races of Qincheng! This guy who looked honest was just a wise man.

When the Supreme Elder Weiming refused Ye Yinzhu's kindness to support him to return to his own side and walked back to the East Long Ba Sect with a staggering pace, the newly established East Long Empire was completely silent. Not only were the strong men among the East Long Ba Sects, but even the disciples of the various sects watching the battle also showed disappointment and some special light.
Chapter completed!