I Am Really Not The Great Demon King

For a moment, Wei Fu shook the dirt and rotten leaves on his body, stroked his black and shiny hair, but now he also suffered from the infamous hair, and looked at the head of Sun Zong in front of him inexplicably, innocent. He opened his mouth and said, "Who made President Sun upset and angry so much?"

After hearing this, Sun Yaoting looked at Madam Wei with a puzzled expression: "Isn’t Madam Wei wanting to see her, she's in the palm of her hand?"

Mrs. Wei was stunned, then she looked aggrieved, and regretted that she hadn't said clearly, and replied: "I just wanted Sun Yaoting to slap his head and shake the leaves off the tree. I didn't expect..."

At this point, Mrs. Wei smiled bitterly.

After hearing what the other party said, Sun Yaoting could only scratch his head silently, and then asked, "How many leaves does Mrs. Wei need me to shake?"

Mrs. Wei thought about it for a while before she said: "Three to five hundred pieces, it should be enough."

After hearing Madam Wei's words, Sun Yaoting nodded slightly, and had already come under another towering tree, stood still, and looked at Madam Wei beside him.

Although he was curious about why Mrs. Wei had to shake the leaves off the tree by herself, since the other party didn't say anything, he didn't ask too much.

Madam Wei saw that Sun Yaoting was well prepared, so she also stood under the canopy of the towering tree and nodded at Sun Yaoting at the foot of the tree, indicating that the other party could start.

Sun Yaoting no longer hesitated, his complexion instantly turned blood red once again, running the vitality of his body, and his palm was printed on the trunk of the towering tree in front of him, and his right palm was directly as if printed on the snow. The puff fell into the trunk for about an inch, and directly penetrated the bark, hitting the trunk of the towering tree, making a deep and muffled sound.

In the muffled sound, I only heard the birds flying on the trees above my head, countless branches rustling and trembling, and the leaves on my fingers were like green butterflies, dancing one after another, lightly towards our Madam Wei below. Fell down.

So many leaves fell in a flash, definitely more than five hundred, I am afraid that they have reached thousands of them.

These countless fallen leaves watched fall from the high mid-air, swaying and shaking, and it took a lot of time to land, but really, it was only a few breaths of effort.

Just when the hundreds of fallen leaves suddenly fell towards the tree.

Originally standing quietly on the spot, without saying a word or moving, even her eyes were tightly closed, and her breathing stopped temporarily. At this moment, Mrs. Wei, who was like a wooden person, suddenly stretched out her right hand, very slender in her. The waist that didn't seem to be gripped suddenly twitched.

Suddenly, a gleaming silver whip with only a palm length in the grip was already in her hand.

The silver whip did not know what material it was made of, only the thickness of the little finger, and the flat head had an arrow-like thorn.

Mrs. Wei's long whip was in her hand, and she shook suddenly, and she saw that the whip in her hand seemed to come alive suddenly, like a long silver snake shaking its head and tail, and began to twist its long waist toward the person who had just begun to fall in the air. Pieces of green leaves pierced past.

This whip was in Madam Wei’s hand, as if it had eyes long. Every time it was swiped, it would not fail. Every time it was slapped, at least one leaf was directly pierced by it and left on Madam Wei’s three-foot-long whip. .

As the leaves on the whip grew more and more, the whip in Mrs. Wei's hand seemed to be unaffected. She was still attacking again and again. Every time she attacked, it was not uncommon, and it would surely be able to penetrate a fallen leaf.

After a few breaths, almost all the fallen leaves were pierced by her whip. At Madam Wei’s feet, except for the second time, there were long dead branches and fallen leaves, and only a few dozen leaves fell on the ground at Madam Wei’s feet. on.

Well, Madam Wei also seemed to have a few green leaves on her body.

Seeing this result, Sun Yaoting on one side saw it, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

As we all know, the whip, because of its soft body, is very difficult to control compared to swords, spears and halberds. Now Mrs. Wei is able to use a three-foot-long whip as an arm, handy. People do not admire.

When the person on the North Sea Escort saw it, he couldn't help but moved slightly. Some worried, he looked towards Zhang Heng who was still standing in the open space, with a relaxed and calm expression on his face.

Also looking at Zhang Heng was a group of people in Zipao.

The people in Zipao didn't expect that Madam Wei was so versatile. Not only was she good at hidden weapons, she was good at using swords, but she didn't expect that the whip was also proficient.

Thinking of the difficulty of Mrs. Wei's hand, he would never do it himself. Looking at the ugly face of Sun Yaoting's head in the distance, he knew that Sun's head had no such ability.

Even the two of them couldn't do it. The people in Zipao didn't believe that Lin Jun was really an omnipotent wizard, capable of proficient in 18 weapons.

After all, each weapon requires very different application skills, and it cannot be done with pure brute force.

Zhang Heng is a genius. He is already proficient in marksmanship and swordsmanship, as well as hidden weapons, can he even fly a whip?

Thinking of this, he looked at the corner of Zhang Heng's mouth on the post road, and a smug sneer appeared.

At this moment, Madam Wei's voice rang towards Zhang Heng on the post road just right: "Young Master Lin, I have seen your swordsmanship and hidden weapons before. It is indeed very good."

"I don't know, what research do you have on soft whip?"

Zhang Heng was silent. He couldn't tell the other party: "Although I haven't studied whips, I have already been able to do it. No matter how many leaves fall on a tree, I can wear them all with a gun at any time and anywhere. "

"Moreover, since I was already taking a break from "Overlord Spear", I realized that all the weapons needed to be displayed were the fusion of different powers. As long as the different powers were perfectly blended, any weapon, even It's not a weapon, it can exert its greatest power in my hands."

"You now let me learn how to play with whips, this... I'm afraid you say I'm bullying you."

Of course, on the surface, Zhang Heng tilted his head to think about it very modestly, and then said: "I haven't used a whip before, but I can try it."

Of course, others directly regarded Zhang Heng's humility as a guilty conscience.

After all, a person who has never used a whip is estimated to be unable to pierce a leaf. No one believes that Zhang Heng can really master a new weapon in a blink of an eye.

After hearing what Zhang Heng said and hearing that he had never used a whip, Mrs. Wei couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

After all, the difficulty of controlling the weapon like whip, the more proficient people like her, the deeper understanding, even if it is a talented person, it takes ten and a half months, but it is only able to prevent his whip from being used. To my face.

If you want to master the use of soft whip, you can't do it without pumping yourself into a pig's head several times.

Since Zhang Heng wanted to try it in front of everyone, Mrs. Wei didn't mind everyone watching it together. Zhang Heng was beaten into a pig's head by the whip in his hand.

Thinking of the sad scene Zhang Heng was about to turn into, the look on Madam Wei's face became even more moving.

She looked at Zhang Heng and said with a smile on her face: "This time, with the whip in my hand, after Sun Yaoting's dart hits the head with one palm, she shakes off the leaves, and within the time the leaves fall to the ground, a total of 1,007 Thirteen leaves were left on the whip in my hand."

"As long as you can leave 800 leaves on the whip before all the leaves fall to the ground, I will count you as a tie."

Zhang Heng suddenly started talking shyly after hearing this: "This way, wouldn't I take advantage of you? How embarrassing is this?"

The man in the purple robe in the distance heard Zhang Heng’s words and immediately spoke boldly and dryly: “It’s okay, I promised. This time, as long as you can leave 800 leaves in the soft whip at the same time. On top, I will treat you as a tie."

Zhang Heng listened to the words of the person in the purple robe, pondered for a moment, and then said: "If this is the case, please trouble your Excellency to do this high-five for me."

In order to show that there was no cheating, both Mrs. Wei and Zhang Heng chose to let the boss of each other cooperate with them to complete the duel.

As for whether there is any other meaning, it is hard to say.

Then Zhang Heng and the Zipao people also came to the mound outside the post road.

When Zhang Heng came to Madam Wei and Sun Yaoting, he immediately looked at the whip in Madam Wei's hand.

Above the long whip, there is at least a distance of nearly one foot long, completely covered by dense, layered leaves.

One thousand and seventy-three fallen leaves pierced the silver-white long whip.

Seeing such a scene, Zhang Heng couldn't help grinning slightly, and said in his heart: "If I use the Overlord's Spear myself, no matter how many leaves fall on a tree, I am confident that there will not be a single leaf. Long spear in hand."

"Although I haven't used this long whip, as long as I use it a few times in advance, it shouldn't be a big problem."

When other people saw Zhang Heng, they grinned as soon as they saw the fallen leaves on the long whip, and immediately thought that Zhang Heng felt too difficult and didn't know what to do.

Madam Wei and Zipao Ren looked at them, their faces became more relaxed and proud, and they almost laughed.

At this time, I heard Zhang Heng then speak very politely: "Am I just using this whip?"

"Well, it looks pretty. I haven't used it before. Can I try it first?"

Mrs. Wei immediately agreed to hand over the silver-white long whip wearing fallen leaves to Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng took it in his hand, carefully used his "power", blessed the five senses, and carefully understood the material and center of gravity of the whip.

Others thought Zhang Heng was pretending to be at a loss.

Seeing directly frowned.