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Chapter 192 Pick (1)(2/3)

Although Tang Ling was just to see what the so-called quasi-Purple Moon Warrior is different?

His purpose was obviously achieved, and the angered senior finally gave something different.

Wind? Is it wind? But it is completely different from Andy's speed, because the speed of the entire body is naturally stronger than that of ordinary people.

Like a running Holy Mountain sheep.

This senior has no advantage of physical speed, his wind comes from between his fists.

As his punching frequency reached a certain level, the slightest wind brought by his fists was obviously gathering, and the winds were stronger every time he punched.

Slowly, it passed through Tang Ling's exposed skin and began to bring some pain to Tang Ling. Slowly, the existence of these winds seemed to have become real objects.

"Is that true?" Tang Ling's eyes suddenly showed a hint of seriousness. He felt that these winds gathered at a critical point.

At this time, the precise instinct appears almost unconsciously.

This picture was formed in Tang Ling's mind, and the speed of punching was subtle. When the previous ray of wind had not dissipated, the next ray of wind accumulated.

Gradually, these winds accumulate, like something in flight, and the storm brought about can cause harm to people.

This is talent? The so-called talent for being close to wind. If you are not particularly sensitive to wind, it is impossible to feel the accumulation of wind in some subtleties.

So, can I do it too? A crazy idea ignited in Tang Ling's mind. He wanted to imitate. Although he did not have the sensitivity to being close to Feng, his accurate instinct could calculate...

And is the precise instinct really just precision? It seems to be a kind of ability to see through the essence?

Tang Ling is too used to both brains. While he is thinking about this problem, he has accurately calculated that the wind that can cause damage to people will appear on the side of the senior's fist after 1.8 seconds.

The direction of attack is your abdomen.

There are at least thirty-seven ways to avoid it. The easiest way is of course to take a step sideways, but Tang Ling did not intend to move himself. He had another crazy idea.

He wants to feel what kind of damage this accumulated wind will cause?

Is it the wind like in winter? Those winds blew on the face to make it painful. Its damage is naturally due to speed, but more of it is continuous.

This senior used the changes in punching to gather them together and "played" between the fists. So what is the accumulated damage?

Accurate instinct cannot be calculated yet, so you must feel it yourself!

Is his abdomen very fragile? No, Tang Ling won't let any fragile parts be left on his body. He tightened his abdomen and clenched his fists at the first time.

Obviously, muscles are the best line of defense for humans. If the tight muscles cannot resist this wind blade, then the fist can also destroy it.

The wind will be dispersed, provided that it is sufficient strength to form a collision.

A hint of flush appeared on the senior's face. It was obvious that the gathering of these winds was also at the extreme of his ability, and he was considered to have all the trump cards.

He made a very concealed punch, which directly hit Tang Ling's face, and another kick hit Tang Ling's chest, while the other punch showed a perfect curve, as if it was to hit Tang Ling's right arm.

The three-party blockade is not impossible to avoid, but the key is that the gathering wind is released, and the direction of the attack is indeed Tang Ling's abdomen.

"Wind Blade?" A purple moon warrior said plainly. In fact, the ability of wind is very common. Controlling wind and shooting wind blades is just an extremely common branch in wind direction abilities.

Obviously, this crescent warrior was still very immature, and he had a total of 76 punches before he could barely gather a wind blade.

However, at this age, it is already great to be able to do this level before I officially promoted to the Purple Moon Warrior and open the first gene lock and feel nature more sensitively.

"Well, Feng Blade, but the tactics are used very well." Another Ziyue warrior also commented lightly at this time.

In fact, even the wind blade that relies on 76 fists can not be used as a killer weapon.

If you are seen through, there are many ways to break this wind blade.

The key is to face Tang Ling, a person who is suspected of having alien abilities or super talented combat instincts, let the invisible wind blade form an additional attack on him and form a four-way blockade attack tactic.

Which one should Tang Ling avoid? It seems to be a little difficult? Although Tang Ling has performed very surprisingly, in the eyes of the Ziyue Warrior, avoiding attacks from all directions may not be able to do.

Can't Tang Ling do it? Of course he can do it. There are many ways to do it in his calculations, including breaking the force with force, but he has to feel the wind blade.

Avoid the left fist!

Avoid right leg!

Avoid the right fist!

Tang Ling's body was twisted and circling, and the perfect control almost made people who could see Tang Ling's movements clearly couldn't help but cheer.

"Can you avoid it." A Ziyue warrior suddenly spoke.

"It turns out..." The senior suddenly felt a little discouraged.

Because, everyone has seen that Tang Ling, who has avoided the attacks of three parties, only needs a simple "Iron Bridge" to completely break the attacks of four parties.

Is the Tiebanqiao action difficult? It is almost impossible for ordinary people to do it, but with Tang Ling's control of the body, there is no difficulty.

However, a scene that stunned everyone happened. Tang Ling turned around and directly faced the wind blade with her abdomen!

Anyone with a little combat experience will not choose like this? Tang Ling is...

"Brush", the wind blade flew towards Tang Ling's abdomen at an extremely fast speed. At the same time, Tang Ling's abdomen stretched to the limit, and the eight perfectly lined abdominal muscles were extremely powerful.

A bloodstain appeared quickly, and at the same time, Tang Ling's fist hit straight down.

The skin was cut, but it did not hurt the muscles. If you don't use your fists to smash the wind blade, it can cause a wound about one centimeter deep.

Your defense ability is really average. Not to mention comparing with mutant beasts, even comparing with king beasts will be beaten.

This is a human disadvantage! After all, strength cannot be equated with defense.

But, no matter what, the power of this wind blade is also good...

"Success!" The senior felt extremely excited at this moment. He had long forgotten his previous ambitions. It seemed that he had received great comfort from being able to hurt Tang Ling.

"He did it on purpose." Some Ziyue warriors could not believe this result, but they had to accept everything presented by the facts.

But why do you have to take risks to feel the wind blade?

Tang Ling naturally would not give any answer. He just looked up and said to the senior with a calm expression: "It's over."

While speaking, Tang Ling finally launched his first attack.

A very direct punch was obviously at the limit that this senior could react.

So, when Tang Ling's fist was about to touch the senior, he barely raised his fist.

‘Peng’ directly collided, and the senior took two steps back.

"It's almost done, Tang Ling punches faster than before." The senior's face was pale.

But Tang Ling was very downplayed: "Come again."

"Brush", the sound of breaking the wind sounded, and another punch was another punch. This punch was faster than the previous punch. The senior wanted to resist, but at this time he realized that the hand where he collided with Tang Ling actually had a severe pain, and he could no longer clench his fist.

He could only retreat in a hurry.

But it was useless. The punch hit his shoulder directly, as if he was hit hard by a heavy hammer.

However, he could still stand on the ring, and a greater sense of humiliation rose in his heart, and he shouted: "You obviously..."

Yes, you can obviously attack me, but you can fight me directly against the attack. Why do you want to avoid it? Are you playing with me? Are you performing?

Unfortunately, Tang Ling turned around and kicked the senior directly in the back, kicking him off the ring with one kick.

In fact, this senior could insist on fighting against Tang Ling a few more times, but his mind was completely in chaos.

There was no response to Tang Ling's last side kick.

Until he landed heavily, he was still immersed in this sense of shame, but the frustration was so obvious. Is this the gap? Is there a huge gap between geniuses and geniuses?

"Next." Tang Ling stood there and started the next challenge directly. He was waiting, waiting for an opponent who could form an attack with him, so that he could try the power of the wind blade.

He couldn't guarantee that he could learn it, so he had to experiment. After experimenting again and again, people would not mind becoming stronger. At least Tang Ling was eager to be strong.

"What do you think, brother?" At this time, the so-called limit value soldier began to ask the elite soldiers beside him again.

"I... have no opinion. He is indeed very powerful." The elite soldier swallowed, and the first 55 and the last 55 seemed to be no longer an obstacle for Tang Ling.

This is simply a monster. How long has it been after he entered the First Preparatory Camp? Three months? He has actually accumulated to the first limit? No, it has not only accumulated to this level, but at least it has passed the first period of soaring strength.

He showed speed, strength and nerve reaction speed, which were far stronger than that of the guy who could play with the wind.

In the face of absolute power, talent has not been cultivated to a certain level, it is just a joke.

"But, I think it's his limit to be able to reach the top twenty." After thinking for a while, the elite warrior finally said a very conservative judgment with a tone of affirmation.

Some geniuses in the First Preparatory Camp are not only outstanding in talent, but also endure loneliness. How long have they accumulated? Even if Tang Ling is extremely talented, it’s a pity that he cannot beat time. He cannot cross time and complete the explosion-like accumulation in an instant.

"Well, the top twenty is his limit." The elite warrior said affirmatively again.

This time the warrior next to him stopped talking. He inexplicably thought that Tang Ling could still create miracles?

Now, less than five minutes have passed.

Tang Ling has reached the ranking of 62.

No one expected that a quasi-Purple Moon Warrior would appear in the Sixty-Two, but this means that there is no suspense in the next battle.

"Next."

"Next." Tang Ling started the fast-fighting mode again, without any delay. Anyway, if one punch can't solve it, just two punches.

At most, there were only three or five punches, one by one, the Crescent Warriors who were called geniuses fell under the ring.
To be continued...
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