"It will only be a verbal advantage."
Ning Su remained calm, "How can you feel superior when there's no winner yet?"
"oh?"
The bald old man looked at Ning Su and said, "With your strength, you still want to beat me?"
"Fuck." Ning Su blurted out a curse word, "With me, I'll beat you so hard that your mother won't even recognize you."
Pretend with him?
See who can beat whom.
In order to solve the problem as soon as possible, Ning Su no longer hid his intention. He lightly tapped the back of the wind bird with his foot, then bounced up into the sky, with colorless gas condensing in his palm.
"Riddle, flying dragons and dancing phoenixes."
A roar of rage.
The colorless gas flows rapidly like water.
The gold and red colors are like the light of fireflies in the dark night, lighting up the unchanging sky with dots of light.
Soon they combined into the shapes of a dragon and a phoenix in the air, sacred and domineering, soaring above the clouds and overlooking all living beings.
Both the dragon and the phoenix are top-level bloodlines. Even if it is just an image, it gives people a sense of oppression. This sense of oppression is different from the threat of actual attacks or weapons. It is an oppression that comes from the spiritual level and even reaches the depths of the soul, which prevents people from having blasphemous thoughts.
"This, this, this..." The bald old man was horrified, "This is fake, right?"
He never thought that Ning Su had such a terrifying trick.
This momentum and this posture are probably able to reach the level of a heavenly grade martial art.
He had a premonition that if he couldn't take this move, he would be seriously injured.
It is possible to die on the spot.
Strictly speaking, the roles in this cat-and-mouse battle have begun to reverse.
He changed from a cat to a mouse, from being dominant to being passive.
Being forced to "enjoy" the feeling of fear that your life is threatened.
The bald old man's teeth were extended and broken by him in the same way as before.
Holding the two in my hands, my uneasiness faded away and my heart was relieved a little.
The small brown dots in his eyeballs trembled, showing his uneasy heart.
He warned himself in his heart that this was Ning Su's trump card move, which could only be used once in a short period of time. As long as he could resolve it, Ning Su would be like a fish on the chopping board, at his mercy.
"I want to see what's so special about your flying dragon and dancing phoenix."
After saying something without confidence, the bald old man rushed towards the golden dragon.
The golden dragon's huge pupils shrank. It was angry. How could a weak reptile dare to challenge the dragon's majesty? As the highest species, how could it allow this situation to happen?
The dragon's mouth opened wide and a golden ball of light spurted out.
There are tiny riddle fonts around the light ball. Each black font carries endless power and rotates around the light ball at a slow speed.
There was a flash of light, and the entire blue sky was filled with golden light.
It almost blinded the bald old man.
The bald old man thought to himself that this was not good.
The light was too bright and he couldn't see where the ball of light landed.
Not being able to see clearly means that he cannot specifically resist.
He could only judge when the attack landed in front of him.
Ning Su stood aside, watching leisurely with his arms folded.
He was so relaxed, releasing such a terrifying move without feeling anything.
He handled it with ease, as if he could unleash another earth-shattering move in the next second.
Everyone was shocked by the image of the dragon and the phoenix singing together, and no one noticed Ning Su's expression.
They squinted their eyes, trying to see clearly the battle scene wrapped in the golden light.
As a result, I tried hard for a long time but couldn't see it.
I can only wait for the light to fade away with regret.
It didn't take long before the golden light disappeared.
The image of the dragon was a little blurry, and its breath was weak, but it still held its head high and stretched out its huge body. Every movement showed the dignity of a top bloodline.
Opposite it was a bald old man who had been attacked and bombed to the point where only half of his clothes were left.
In his hands, he held two weapons made of teeth.
The grayish-white substance inside the depression was dim without a trace of light.
If you look closely, you can see obvious signs of cracks.
The bald old man floated in the air, and in a moment, he spat out a mouthful of blood. His face turned visibly pale, and his eyes were full of horror as he looked at Ning Su.
"What kind of trick is this? A golden ball of light made my weapon useless."
Ning Su smiled proudly, "Didn't you say that that's all I have?"
"Then I'll give you the whole fun."
"You're the one who looked down upon me, and now you're the one who's been beaten and confused. What do you want?"
“…” The bald old man was speechless.
When I think about it this way, he seems to be quite mean.
When others attacked him with insignificant force, he mocked them with great enthusiasm. Then when others used their ultimate moves, he started to complain about how awesome they were. Isn't there something wrong with his brain?
"continue."
Ning Su whistled.
The dragon and the phoenix looked at each other.
The phoenix spread its flaming wings and glanced at the bald old man with dignity.
Then the huge tail fin broke away from the tail, carrying a terrifying breath of fire, and rushed straight towards the bald old man's heart.
The bald old man screamed in fear.
He hurriedly crossed his weapons in front of his chest.
Thinking that the weapon would not have much effect, he took out talisman paper from the storage space.
Crush it and give yourself three shields.
After thinking about it, he was still worried, so he took out a defensive spiritual shield and held it in front of his chest.
The phoenix wings were so fast that they landed on the bald old man's chest in the blink of an eye.
Without slowing down, he destroyed the three shields with overwhelming force.
The shield's halo turned into star-like points of light and slowly fell.
The bald old man's hand holding the shield was shaking.
Damn, what the hell.
The high-quality talisman exploded in less than a breath of time.
Then he blocked the hammer.
Wouldn't his mortal body be crippled by such a blow?
The bald old man could only pin his hopes on the shield.
It was a top-grade spiritual weapon that he had bought at an auction for a large amount of spirit stones, and it had amazing defensive power.
Don't let him down.
What you don’t want will happen anyway.
With a "crack", the thick defensive shield broke into two pieces.
The bald old man was so scared that his saliva started to flow.
Tears were also flowing.
Holy shit, is this spiritual weapon fake?
It broke before it could even take a breath.
Tofu isn't that fragile, is it?
He must have bought a fake.
Damn it, he's going to complain.
As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, the bald old man was blown away by the remaining force of the phoenix wings.
Like a slingshot being launched, it draws a perfect arc in the air.
It must be because the bald old man's body was stained with flames, the clouds were burned red, and even the arcs were reflected in red.
If you look at it in the evening, you might think it is a beautiful sunset.
The image of the phoenix, like the image of the dragon, became very dim.
But they stubbornly did not dissipate.
The arrogance in his eyes became more pure.
It seems to be saying that lowly ants are so vulnerable.
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