Dream Evolution

>During the run, every muscle fiber in Wang Ling's leg was mobilized, showing an extremely amazing speed. In just 4 big strides, he arrived in front of the bad boy who was charging. He took out his hands in his pockets and clenched them into fists.

At this speed, the fist brought out incredible power. A straight punch directly smashed the face of a buck-toothed man, and the entire nose completely collapsed, as if there was a hole in the face. In the red dye house, this unlucky guy's body flew backwards and knocked down the two people behind him.

After punching out his right fist, Wang Ling swiped his left arm horizontally, like a heavy iron bar swept across the chest of the gangster who was slashed with a knife from the side. At the sound of the broken sternum, the gangster fell to the ground and let out a shrill scream.

"boom!"

This time, it was an uppercut from the bottom up. A man in glasses who smashed a wine bottle at Wang Ling's head, with a body of 70 kilograms, was carried by the fist and flew into the air more than one meter high, and then he was hit by He squatted and kicked his lower abdomen with a single blow. After landing, the space between his legs was already wet—he was kicked directly at his lower abdomen, causing him to lose control of his lower body.

Straight punches, swing punches, uppercuts, high kicks, horizontal kicks... Wang Ling, who was completely surrounded by hundreds of people, was like a bulldozer, crushing the surrounding crowd. Amid the frenzied screams of killing, the delinquent teenagers threw themselves with various weapons. Amid the sound of fists hitting flesh, screams, and broken bones, these people flew back one by one and fell to the ground. .

Wang Ling is now using all his strength, and his right fist is also wearing a survival glove, which increases the striking power at the same time. Also blocks incoming slashing weapons. During the fight, he could clearly feel that the strength of these delinquent youths surpassed that of the bottom-level fighters of darkness in the Double Dragon world. The physical fitness is estimated to be about 1.5 times that of ordinary people, and it is extremely fierce.

As expected of a world with D-level difficulty, even these lowest-level scoundrels possessed considerable combat power.

In such a scene, one hits hundreds, and the other party also has weapons such as machetes and steel rods. Even if they keep their hands a little, there is a danger of injury. Fortunately, Wang Ling's original physical fitness. It is five times as close to that of an ordinary person, plus the survival glove can block, and in the dream space, he has gained experience with the kung fu masters. The ferocity of Wang Long wielding the Panlong stick is no less than the siege of hundreds of people. For the current situation, it can handle it.

The Toothpick Man with Flesh, who was watching from the side, looked extremely gloomy. He saw Wang Ling showing great power under the siege of hundreds of bad boys, and with every blow, one person would fall. And the people who fell or screamed. Or moaning on the verge of dying, but no one can stand up again, already understanding, this looks weak and harmless guy. Is a real powerhouse!

"flutter…"

The meaty man spit out the toothpick in his mouth, raised his arms and stretched them left and right. Twist your waist to stretch your body. Then pull the already low neckline lower. He spit into his hand again, wiped it on his head, and smoothed the hair from the front cover back into a big back. Then the gloomy guy pulled out the machete pinned to his back belt, held it in his hand, and walked forward.

The boss, who led hundreds of younger brothers, has already seen that these men are not Wang Ling's opponents at all. But he didn't call to stop, he can reduce the opponent's physical strength a little bit, and when he wins, it will be bigger.

Heng Meat Man believes that he can deal with the siege of more than a dozen bad boys, and his strength is lower than Wang Ling, but the younger brothers joined the siege to reduce their physical strength, and with a machete in their hands, the result is particularly clear. If he can kill this person, not only his prestige among the younger brothers will increase significantly, but also in the eyes of the leader of the Eastwood Club, President Ye Nan, he will definitely be more valued.

"Crackling... What to do, no chance of winning... Help... Oops Mom..."

In the fierce battle and various screams, the crowd of people standing in darkness decreased at an extremely fast rate, and the ground was also covered by a miserable body. It is worth mentioning that in the face of this almost one-sided battle, only a few of these gangsters escaped, which is really brave!

After grabbing his neck, he hit the ground with a strong punch, and the last delinquent boy who was standing also fell down. In the groan of pain, Wang Ling stood upright, his breathing was a little heavy, and this battle obviously consumed a lot of physical strength. If the physical attributes are poorer, I am afraid that even if they can defeat these people, they will be exhausted.

Wang Ling looked at his right hand. It was indeed a D-grade green equipment. The glove was covered with fine rhinestone particles. It blocked the attack of a large number of metal weapons without seeing any damage. Moreover, the protection of the fist by the glove is also very obvious. During the fight, his left hand turned red, the fist bone was numb, and the right hand wearing the glove, but nothing happened.

"Oh shit…"

Holding the machete in his right hand, the slender man walked towards Wang Ling cursingly. The bad boy lying on the ground blocking his way was kicked away by him. As he approached slowly, he said fiercely: "Which club are you from, and you came here to cause trouble? Don't you know that this street is the territory of our Dongmu club? Do you want to cause a club war?"

"I don't have any clubs."

With a faint smile on Wang Ling's face, he looked at the leader with some disdain. The other party actually used a machete as a weapon. In the hot-blooded world, the top-level powerhouses all fought with bare hands. Among the intermediate SS and low-level SS, There are also few who use weapons. Only the leader of the miscellaneous fish and the low-level scoundrels who have defeated them use the power of weapons when their strength is insufficient.

The despising gaze made the Hengrou man look angry. The tip of his right hand began to shake slightly. When he was only 5 meters in front of Wang Ling, a loud shout came out of his throat, and he moved forward with great momentum. Cut with a knife.

The power of this trash fish leader is not weak, and he is full of momentum when he slashes downward. If it is an ordinary person, he may even die if he is hit in the head. But his opponent is Wang Ling, who is powerful and balanced, and also has some fighting experience!

The slashing trajectory of the blade was clearly reflected in his mind. With his right hand with the survival glove, Wang Ling opened his hand and grabbed the falling blade tip from the middle. Pinch with five fingers.

Just like the gangster who stabbed Wang Ling in the eye with a dagger before, but was caught by the tip of the knife with two fingers, the meaty man felt like he was stuck in a wooden stake when he found out that the machete was pinched by the opponent. It cannot be cut down, nor can it be pulled out.

"Yeah ah..."

Heng meat man very simply gave up the weapon in his hand, clenched his fists and slammed Wang Ling's left and right temples, a leader of this level, it is estimated that he does not have any advanced skills, but in battles such as turf war, he has also developed a ruthless shot. Habits, if careless. Even someone stronger than him might be knocked down!

Wang Ling didn't dodge, but punched Zhonggong directly, within a short distance. There was an obvious air explosion! After the punch hit the belly of the chubby man, you could see the guy's two eyes bulging out of their sockets, the chubby muscles on his face shaking, and the beads of sweat on his forehead. It came out as soon as you brushed it.

The strength from the trauma leaked out, and the fist hit Wang Ling's temple, but it was soft without any strength.

Just as the belly of the pounded man shrank back, Wang Ling flicked his right hand. Throwing away the machete held by the five fingers, stretched the palm of the hand and pressed it to the shoulder. The slender man, who was about to lean back into the air, was immediately pinned to the ground.

It felt like the shoulders were pressed against a boulder. The slender man tried to hold on to this force with his feet, but under the pressure, he trembled and sweated, and knelt on the ground with a "thump".

"Death to me!"

A fierce light suddenly flashed in the male's eyes, and he punched Wang Ling's lower body with a punch. Wang Ling raised his right leg to open his fist and kicked his shoulder like lightning. This kick directly broke the shoulder bone, and the person was also beaten by the foot. Rush, Houfei smashed into the wooden billboard in front of the store.

Wang Ling caught up with him, and with another kick, he kicked the rambunctious man up more than 3 meters from the ground and landed 10 meters away. Now he, like those scoundrels, couldn't get up either.

"Knock down the subordinate leader Kudo, reputation +1."

On the whole street, there were a bunch of people lying on the ground, only Wang Ling was still standing. Some bad boys who were seriously injured were spasming on the ground, and some who were slightly injured were moaning, raising their heads and watching all this in disbelief. Hundreds of members of the Eastwood Club were all defeated, and even the leader of Kudo suffered the same fate. The other party has not been injured at all. What a shame!

"Crack, crack, crack..."

In the clear clapping of hands, a drink shop that had been closed suddenly opened, and a strong man walked out in black clothes, with a fair face and a cyan shaved chin.

Some members of the Dongmu Club raised their heads angrily when they heard the clapping of hands, but their expressions froze when they saw the appearance of the man: "President Ye Nan?"

"You are so useless, you are all trash!" He scolded these people fiercely, and the wild man turned his eyes to Wang Ling and put on a smile: "Your Excellency is so powerful that you put it in Lengfeng Academy. , Hot-blooded High School, Garden High School, where the powerhouses are like clouds, will not be unknown, why come to this small place in Xiangbei, come to trouble our Dongmu Club?"

President Ye Nan was not a fool. Seeing Wang Ling making such a big scene, he naturally didn't want to fight any more.

"I have no money on me, so I came to borrow some money from you."

After beating someone up and saying that he borrowed money, the reason was shameless enough, but the wild man's face didn't change, he still smiled and said, "This is easy, I don't know how much your Excellency lacks? In this way, I will take 1 million days. Yuan is a shock to Your Excellency, how about making a friend?"

"...actually there are other things."

"What? Please say it. As long as it can be done, the president will never refuse." Ye Nan's face was completely amiable. Since there is some talk, there is no big problem.

"This... Your position as president seems to be good, can you give it to me?" Wang Ling touched his nose and said these words, which made him feel a little blush.

The wild man's pale face turned red with blood, his eyes were bloodshot, and his nose spurted hot air like a bullfight. Suddenly Wang Ling knew why the president's nickname was called the Angry Bull.

"laugh…"

With a cracking sound, the black cloth shirt on the wild man's upper body was torn in half by him, revealing his reddened muscles. The eight-pack abs were obviously bulging, and the pectoral muscles were also throbbing. The wild man with clenched fists let out a deep laugh in his throat: "Hehehe, don't think that your strength can deal with me, I'm an angry bull. The existence that rules the entire Xiangbei University!"

"Don't be angry, I'll only be there for more than a month, and then I'll give you the position back..."

Wang Ling hurriedly explained, but the wild man had already rushed over angrily. While running, he tapped his toes on the ground, leaned forward, and swept past like a whirlwind. The air was violently exhaled, and two streaks were visible to the naked eye in the air. air ripples.

"Hey!"

The wild man swung his right arm violently, and punched Wang Ling's heart with a punch. This punch was extremely powerful, just like when Wang Ling hit Kudo before, the "slap" brought out a clear punch. ring!

"The strength of this president is not weak."

Wang Ling crossed his arms into a cross and blocked the punch. It felt like he was hit by a hammer, and his bones were aching! This running punch is no less powerful than the fist of the villain Hercules, and even more powerful.

"The strength of this leader of the Eastwood Society should be on the mutated Warrior of Darkness, and even reach the strength level of small SS like Williams, Luo Po, and Polo in the Double Dragon World, but I don't know if there is anything. Fighting skills. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

The wild man hit Wang Ling's arm with his fist, and found that the opponent's arm was like an iron arm, a punch that could crack a stone, and he couldn't even make the opponent take a step back. out and hit Wang Ling's waist.

Wang Ling moved his arms again, and then pushed with the trend. This push seems to be pushing with heavy objects in both hands, and the force is heavy. In fact, this is the basic wrestling technique he learned from Chen Heng. It is not a skill, but it can also be used. in battle.

Being pushed by both hands, the wild man couldn't stand the stake at all. Under the tremendous force, his figure slanted. The palm of Wang Ling's pushing suddenly curved up, and his hands were placed on the shoulders like lightning. Then he twisted his waist. , will use the waist strength to lift the wild man up and smash it to the ground.

At this moment, Ye Nan's body flashed light, and he actually activated his skills!

The flash when the skill is sent is extremely faint and almost impossible to check, while the D-rank is a little obvious. Seeing the light on Ye Nan's body, Wang Ling was slightly surprised. Judging from the intensity of the light, this is very likely. It is a D-level skill.

"A lower-level SS in the hot-blooded series also has D-level skills?" (To be continued..)