Naruto Invasion Under One Person

Chapter 65 Give Wang Zhenqiu two blows

Author: Hongxiu Zhaoa

Chapter 65 Give Wang Zhenqiu two blows

"Barron, cut me some blood."

When Barron heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he cursed in his heart, "What do you think I am, a breeding pig? I will cut your blood when I come up."

Although I thought so in my heart, I said:

"...Didn't you try it last time? My blood was useless."

Qin Heng smiled lightly and said: "It didn't work before, but who knows if it will work now. Hurry up, or I'll beat you to pieces."

Barron frowned and wanted to get angry, but after thinking about it, he decided to let it go. He was no match at all, and there were Qin Heng's accomplices here. If he was beaten to pieces again, Xia Liuqing might not be able to save him this time.

Then he sighed, helplessly took out the dagger, cut his wrist, and stretched it out in front of Qin Heng.

Qin Heng dipped his fingers into the blood and put it in his mouth...

Hmm...it tastes very good...

But it was of no use. He didn't feel any special changes in his body. It was just that he had replenished some of the energy he had consumed before. It seemed that Barron was not hot enough...

He shook his head, ignored Barron, turned around and left.

Barron cursed in his heart when he saw Qin Heng didn't say a word after sucking his blood, turned around and left.

What the hell, dump it right after eating? What the hell!

Then Qin Heng walked towards Wang Zhenqiu.

Wang Zhenqiu watched Qin Heng coming over, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly. He knew why Qin Heng was here.

Sure enough, the next second I heard Qin Heng say:

"Wang Zhenqiu, did you give me your gloves on your own initiative, or were you prepared to fight with me? Don't blame me for not warning you, you might die if I can't hold you back."

Wang Zhenqiu thought for a moment and said with a smile: "Hey! I'm not willing to just hand over my gloves like this. Let's just have a fight."

After saying that, without waiting for Qin Heng's response, he jumped up and stepped back with one foot. On the way, he took out his gloves and quickly put them on. He wiped his face, and a piece of opera makeup that looked like a monkey's face appeared, followed by a large group of colorful beliefs.

The power surged out and turned into a long, radiant stick held in his hand.

Before the battle started, Wang Zhenqiu actually used the divine mask directly, because he was afraid that Qin Heng would attack too quickly and not give him a chance to transform.

Others around him also looked over at this time, and Xia Liuqing, who was originally beside Wang Zhenqiu, quickly retreated to Barron's side.

Barron wondered: "Aren't they two in the same group? What's going on?"

Xia Liuqing said nothing, just sighed and shook her head.

Xiao Zizai adjusted his glasses and said slowly: "Oh? Has the date started yet? Guan'er, who do you like?"

Black Guan'er touched his chin and said: "Logically speaking, Qin Heng should be stronger, but he had a fight with Ma Xianhong before. It's hard to say now, and Qiu'er is not that easy to deal with either."

At this time, Zhang Chulan came over and said, "I'm optimistic about Brother Qin. Although Qiu'er is not weak, I have never seen Brother Qin lose."

Ma Xianhong also became energetic and looked at Qin Heng intently. In the previous battle, he was defeated without seeing clearly how Qin Heng made his moves. This time, as a bystander, he must clearly see Qin Heng's methods.

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On the court, Qin Heng walked towards Wang Zhenqiu unhurriedly, smiled lightly and said: "Qiu'er, why are you nervous? I didn't say I wouldn't let you transform."

Wang Zhenqiu was speechless, holding a long and colorful stick in his hand and staring at Qin Heng in a prepared manner.

When Qin Heng saw that he was silent, he took two more steps forward and disappeared in a flash.

Wang Zhenqiu's eyebrows widened, he turned around quickly and swept the colorful stick in his hand.

clang!

The colorful stick and dagger collided, and then Qin Heng held down the colorful stick and swiped the dagger in his hand upwards.

Wang Zhenqiu also reacted very quickly. When he saw the dagger coming, he quickly let go of the hand holding the colorful stick, and then took the colorful Yuan Qi and slapped Qin Heng with one palm.

Qin Heng rolled over to dodge, without any hesitation, and did not resist Yuan Qi's palm, which looked like a combination of the power of faith and the power of love.

Seeing Qin Heng retreating, Wang Zhenqiu took advantage of the victory and pursued him. He once again clenched the colorful stick in his hand, danced out a colorful stick shadow that filled the sky, and swept towards Qin Heng.

Thunder light flashed, and the short knife in Qin Heng's hand also produced a large thunder and lightning sword light, facing the colorful stick shadow.

Then Qin Heng turned over and jumped up, clasping his palms together, and hit Wang Zhenqiu with dozens of flaming magma balls.

Molten Escape—The art of burning river rocks!

Seeing this, Wang Zhenqiu raised the colorful stick in his hand, and it suddenly grew larger to cover his figure. The magma ball exploded when it hit the colorful stick.

Then Wang Zhenqiu shouted loudly, hugged the giant colorful stick, pulled out a stream of light, and swept it towards Qin Heng with the rolling wind pressure.

Qin Heng's eyes flashed with light, he put his palms together, and saw that the ground under Wang Zhenqiu's feet suddenly rose up to lift him up, and the giant colored stick in his hand was also pulled up, and passed across Qin Heng's head.

Earth Escape—Earthquake Core!

Qin Heng cursed secretly and disappeared instantly.

The next moment, it appeared above Wang Zhenqiu's head, and the Qigong that was rotating at high speed in his hand was pressed down hard.

Wang Zhenqiu didn't turn around at all, a colorful human-shaped Qi emerged from his body and blocked him behind.

Bang!

The colorful human energy was instantly spun and shattered when hit by the Rasengan.

Wang Zhenqiu also took this opportunity to jump off the stone pillar, shrink the colorful stick to its normal shape, then twist his body in the air, and several colorful Qigong balls appeared in his hand. He blew the ball immediately, and the colorful Qigong ball floated out, transformed into a human form and climbed up the stone pillar.

To Qin Heng.

Qin Heng stomped one foot, and the stone pillar collapsed instantly, and the rolling rocks pressed against the human-shaped Qi ball.

Several human-shaped Qigong groups simultaneously transformed into colorful sticks from their hands and swept away the falling stones.

Upon seeing this, Qin Heng raised the leaflet and fired black lightning in his hand, causing the human-shaped energy balls that were hit to break apart one after another.

In the distance, Wang Zhenqiu blew out several human-shaped energy balls and rushed towards him.

Qin Heng snorted coldly, raised his hand and swung out the dagger with thunder and lightning and shot it at Wang Zhenqiu.

Wang Zhenqiu turned sideways and flew the dagger close to his face. The next second, Qin Heng appeared above the dagger, and then grabbed the dagger and swept it towards Wang Zhenqiu's neck.

Flying Thunder God!

This sudden blow made Wang Zhenqiu feel frightened. He stepped back on tiptoe, but he still slowed down a beat. A wound of more than ten centimeters long was made on his shoulder, and the bone was clearly visible.

This move made everyone watching the battle shine again. In their opinion, although Qin Heng was fast in the past, it had not reached this level, so this must be some special move.

The others were staring closely at the field, fearing that they would miss some exciting moments, while Xiao Zizai got a notebook from somewhere. He looked up at Qin Heng while writing and drawing in the notebook.

But at this time, Wang Zhenqiu, who was on the battlefield, was not so relaxed. He didn't care about the severe pain coming from the wound. He stood on tiptoe and continued to retreat. The colorful stick in his hand shook out a ball of colorful shadows, and a large number of colorful energy bullets were shot out from it, blocking the attacker.

Qin Heng.

But Qin Heng repeated his old trick and threw out the short knife again.

Wang Zhenqiu screamed: "Are you coming again?"

Immediately, he stretched his arms horizontally, and the colored stick quickly lengthened and pushed him out, away from the range of the short knife.

Qin Hengfei, God of Thunder, caught the dagger, smiled lightly, and said, "You react very quickly, little ball."

In the distance, Wang Zhenqiu was covering his wound, frowning, and balls of colorful Yuan Qi were repairing his wound.

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(End of chapter)