Dream Evolution

> "cough cough..."

The silver-haired girl in Wang Ling's arms coughed violently. She wiped a trace of blood from the corner of her mouth and said coldly, "It's just this level of damage, I don't feel pain at all, how could I possibly die!"

The girl who spoke in a cold voice jumped out of Wang Ling's arms and coughed violently a few times when she landed. Obviously, the bald-headed man's punch just now did a lot of damage to her, not as much as she said. easy.

"I hit me with a big punch. Not only did I not die, but I actually still have the strength to stand?" A surprised look appeared on Watanabe's face. He turned his wrist and moved his arm, making a series of dense bone explosions. , "Interesting... A guy like you is considered a first-class powerhouse in our Golden Spike Academy, so let me use all my strength to kill you properly!"

"Leave quickly, it's dangerous here." The silver-haired girl gasped and said to Wang Ling. She rubbed her belly where she was hit. There was a fist-shaped hole in her clothes, and she could see the exposed skin. All became bruised.

"Hey." Wang Ling grabbed the silver-haired girl, turned her body around, looked at her and said, "Don't underestimate me, this battle is left to me."

"The opponent is very strong, don't go over, you will be killed!" The silver-haired girl frowned slightly. Judging from the short-term battle, the strength of that Watanabe Banchang is far more than that of ordinary bad boys. The high-speed continuous kicks hit the opponent, but they were all blocked, and the punch the opponent just punched was as heavy as a giant hammer, I am afraid it was a stone. will also be crushed.

"Don't underestimate me, didn't I say it! Also. In my eyes, you are just a weak girl." Wang Ling reached out and touched the girl's silver hair gently, pulling her to the side On the wooden chair on one side, "Rest here for a while. As for now, let me protect you."

"Hey hey hey! It's really interesting. There is another one who is not afraid of death. That girl dared to bully the students of our Golden Spike Academy. You are so thin, I'm afraid I can't bear half a punch, you dare to stand up for her. Then Just let me teach you a good lesson, first interrupt all your hands and feet. Then kill you!"

Wang Ling turned around and looked at the bald man. This guy's strength is not only not weak, it can even be said to be very powerful! After all, he is a person at the level of the school's president, and the Golden Sui Academy is not Xiangbei. This man can be regarded as a strong man. Even if he is placed in Lengfeng Academy, I am afraid he can get a certain status.

After the war really begins, there will not be too many SS of this level. But it will not be less. Wang Ling has not yet had a good fight with a real SS-level character in this world. The bald man in front of him is just a warm-up before the war.

Turning back and giving the silver-haired girl a reassuring smile, Wang Ling slowly walked towards Watanabe. When the two of them were still 3 meters away, they suddenly caught up. The right fist slammed straight into Watanabe's chest.

The speed with which it suddenly exploded. Both Watanabe and the silver-haired **** the chair were slightly surprised. Watanabe saw the opponent's fist. Immediately, he blocked his fist with his left arm. At the moment when the fist and the arm meet, Watanabe was slightly startled again: "This guy's strength is not low!"

With a crisp sound, Watanabe used the side of his left arm to block Wang Ling's high kick, and then his right fist clenched sharply. The thick fist was like a small hammer. It hit Wang Ling in the head. Wang Ling also clenched his right hand into a fist. He was determined to test the strength of the bald man. He punched without hesitation, and the two fists collided instantly.

With the sound of fists colliding, the two of them were shaken by the anti-shock force that exploded. Wang Ling stepped back to release the force, and took three steps back in a row, each step on the soil floor, leaving a deep footprint. Watanabe stayed on the spot, the entire sole of his foot sank into the soil, reaching as deep as the instep!

"What a powerful force!"

Watanabe's shocked chest felt tight, and he couldn't believe that the opponent's seemingly thin body actually contained such great strength, and the fist that collided with the opponent was slightly numb. But this time, it also aroused his fighting spirit. In the laughter, his feet were pulled out from the mud and he punched forward.

This punch is very ordinary, it is an ordinary straight punch, but at the moment of punching, a bright flash of skill flashes from Watanabe, this punch is his proud skill:

"Big punch!"

Under the bombardment of this punch, even a rock will be smashed into pieces. If an ordinary person is hit with a strong punch, his body will immediately fly out uncontrollably. He once beat the enemy from the ground to the top of the 3-story building with a powerful punch in the battle of the bad boy group, killing him with one blow!

Wang Ling had previously seen the silver-haired girl being knocked away by this skill, and was secretly vigilant in his heart. Instead of punching out a collision with his fists, he wrapped his arms around him to block. At the moment when the fist and the arm were in contact, he suddenly felt the force of the opponent's strong pressure and impact, like a train crashing over, he couldn't stand under his feet at all, and was rushed off the ground by the fist!

The silver-haired girl who was watching all this with concern on the wooden chair immediately stood up and exclaimed "Ah!".

The figure flew after the volley, bringing up the wind sound of "huhuhu", and it was not until more than 3 meters high and 15 meters away that Wang Ling's body fell from the air! He stood on the ground with both feet and took a deep breath to control the turbulent qi and blood in the body. The spiritual power also circulated in the body, dissipating the remaining power.

In fact, if he didn't feel bad just now, he immediately used spiritual energy to protect his body, and this punch would definitely hurt him. Of course, given his personal attributes, he should not be seriously injured, but he would inevitably vomit a few mouthfuls of blood.

Wang Ling, who landed from the air, was very shocked by the power of this skill. He moved his arm to block the punch. The muscles of his arm were already painful and damaged, and he could feel that the inner arm bones were slightly cracked. After showing a reassuring smile to the nervous silver-haired girl, Wang Ling turned his head and his face became solemn again.

The flesh on Watanabe's face throbbed. This powerful punch didn't kill that delicate girl before, but now it failed to kill Wang Ling, which made him, the head of the Golden Spike Academy, feel very shameless.

"Since you gave me a punch, then take my punch too and try to block it!"

Wang Ling buried his head and rushed towards Watanabe. When he approached the opponent, he stepped on the ground and shook his body. He punched his right fist from the top, and hit a "dragon head fist".

He still didn't use his spiritual power, just an ordinary fist. This kind of move he mastered is not a learned skill. When it is used, it will not burst out the light of the skill, so it seems extremely simple, but seeing this fist hammer When Watanabe came, there was a strong danger in his heart.

The status of the academy's president was achieved with his fists and feet. Like Kunio, as the president, Watanabe was extremely sensitive in battle. Facing the fist, his bare head suddenly brightened like an incandescent lamp, and a dull roar came out of his mouth, and he actually hit the dragon head fist with his head:

"Bright Jingjing headbutt!"

The airflow made a violent explosion, and Wang Ling's dragon head fist was abruptly resisted by his head. The fist and the head intersected. It seemed that no one could do anything about the other. After a stalemate for 3 seconds, they suddenly separated. Wang Ling's right fist, which punched out the dragon head fist, has become red and swollen, and Watanabe's forehead is also marked with a red mark.

"It's just the head of the second-rate academy. Among all the strong people in each school, I'm afraid he can only rank around 30. These two skills are indeed powerful enough, but that's the end of it!"

In the cold voice, Wang Ling leaned forward and punched forward, and Watanabe hurriedly blocked with his left hand. However, this punch was only a false move, and the punch turned into a palm in the middle of the punch, grabbed Watanabe's arm, and then put the other hand on it.

Then, Wang Ling's body lit up with the light of skills:

"Plum Blossom Sit!"

Watanabe Banchang's strength is indeed not low, this person should be a strong power, but Wang Ling's current strength is as high as 50 points or more! In the previous fight, he could already feel that there was almost no difference in strength from this bald man.

As for being punched by the opponent, it was because of the skill of "Dali Fist", and the effect of the skill did not represent the real power.

Sure enough, as the light lit up, the badge came with a notification that the grab was passed, and the power of the throwing technique was transmitted, which instantly paralyzed Watanabe's entire body. The silver-haired girl who was watching the battle nervously on the side, saw in disbelief that Wang Ling was holding Watanabe and turned into a spinning top, rushing into the air, and hitting the ground heavily.

The earth trembled slightly, and the black-brown soil exploded, hitting all sides like a torrential rain. Amidst the loud explosion and the splashing mud fragments, a deep pothole appeared!

Wang Ling's current figure ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is sitting in the center of the pothole, and his body is lying in the mud. He was covered in blood by this powerful throwing technique, and his golden school uniform turned red. Watanabe. But after all, there is dirt under his feet, and the plum blossom sitting still can't exert its maximum power. Although Watanabe in the pothole was severely injured, he did not die.

"Since that's the case, take my trick again!"

Wang Ling took a deep breath, his body flashed again with the light of skill, his right hand slammed down and grabbed Watanabe:

"Big windmill cast!"

"Whoohoo, whoa, whoa..."

There was the whistling of the fan blades in the air, and Wang Ling's right arm rotated clockwise like a windmill, turning the tall bald man into a dense phantom light curtain!

With this light curtain, Wang Ling's figure soared upwards, the windmill's rotation speed became faster and faster, and the inertial force that Watanabe carried on his body also became larger and larger! Finally, when he flew to a height of 5 meters, his arms could not bear the force of the rotation, as if throwing a spinning knife wheel, Watanabe was thrown out violently, and in the rapid spinning, he smashed to the ground again. noodle! (To be continued..)