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Fang Yunpeng was furious and his eyes were full of ferociousness.
The two are in stark contrast.
"You are so calm. I want to see how a useless person like you can defeat me!"
Fang Yunpeng's face darkened.
Suddenly!
Fang Yunpeng leaped forward, stretching his muscles all over his body. He looked like a flying stone, extremely powerful.
"Bawang Kick!"
Fang Yunpeng roared and kicked Xiao Huo hard in the air.
Overlord leg!
His strength is like a mountain, so powerful and strong that with one kick he can break rocks and cut metal, with the force of a thousand stones.
Just now.
Even Li Guiyi, who was at the second level of Xuan Pin, couldn't take the kick head-on.
He was kicked off the stage.
Faced with such a fierce force.
Xiao Huo still stood firmly, his heels planted on the ground, motionless, his expression cold and his heart as calm as water.
"Cloud Brushing Hands!"
Xiao Huo raised his palm.
A strong palm wind came towards him, which was impossible to defend against.
Fang Yunpeng suddenly felt something was wrong, his face changed in shock and he wanted to hide.
But the person was in the air and couldn't relay the attack, and the palm strike came too fast.
A loud slap in the face.
The two front teeth were broken off with blood.
With a howl of pain, Fang Yunpeng flew backwards several feet in a straight line and fell to the ground.
In just a moment.
Fang Yunpeng was defeated instantly.
"This is not an ordinary technique, it is at least a ground-grade technique!"
City Lord Tang’s eyesight was naturally not bad, and he was secretly shocked.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Huo not only rebuilt it.
I still don’t know where he got the earth-grade martial arts technique.
In fact, Fang Yunpeng shouldn't have been defeated so quickly.
It's just that he was too careless.
From the beginning, he didn't take Xiao Huo seriously.
If you want to use spiritual energy to protect your body, try a few attacks first.
Forced out Xiao Huo's Cloud-Brushing Hand.
Even if Xiao Huo uses the Overlord Kick again, he will not be able to win no matter what.
and.
The Cloud-Brushing Hand seemed to be of great use to Xiao Huo, who was at the seventh level of the Yellow Rank.
The consumption is too great.
After using this move, Xiao Huo's face turned extremely pale.
It is estimated that the spiritual energy in the body has been completely exhausted.
"System, the son of luck, is that what the protagonist meant? What should I do? Should I go up and lick him, be his little brother, or help warm his bed?"
And at this time.
Lin Tianyu casually asked the system.
If he had the help of the Son of Luck, perhaps he wouldn't need to be afraid of Xia Xueer anymore.
"Beep, the son of luck means being loved by heaven, which can be understood as the protagonist."
"You're the protagonist, right? Okay, then I'll lick you without any worries!"
Lin Tianyu clapped his hands immediately.
Everyone looked over.
"That's right, fighting against opponents of higher ranks. I think Brother Xiao Huo is a very talented person, and he has great potential in the future."
Lin Tianyu just finished speaking.
Everyone present was shocked.
There is hope for great results.
This is a high rating.
But no one refuted anything.
After all, Lin Tianyu's talent is there.
He is a genius.
Since even a genius says it is not simple, then this Xiao Huo is indeed not simple.
City Lord Tang also began to look at Xiao Huo again.
Xiao Huo just glanced at Lin Tianyu indifferently.
Nothing was said.
It was obvious that he didn't take Lin Tianyu seriously.
"Beep, host, please let go of the situation. So what if we are the protagonist? We can plunder his luck."
"You're asking me to go against the protagonist. Isn't that courting death? Dog system, you won't harm me, will you? It's hard enough to deal with Xia Xue'er."
Lin Tianyu was stunned and said immediately.
"Beep, trust the system, start the mission, plunder the luck of the son of luck, and after success, you will be rewarded with a third-level cultivation. You can expect to deal with Xia Xueer in the future!"
"Is it possible to deal with Xia Xue'er? Then how can I plunder her?"
Lin Tianyu now only wants to escape from Xia Xueer's control, and he is willing to try any method.
"Beep, there's more than one way."
System tasks are coming.
And Lin Tianyu was feeling a little unhappy.
He even praised this Xiao Huo.
Who would have thought that Xiao Huo was so good at pretending.
Just glanced at him.
how?
Can the protagonist just glance at people with the corner of his eyes?
If you grow up, just ignore what I said.
Now, you are not qualified.
So Lin Tianyu changed the subject and said, "With such talent, how about fighting with me for a few moves?"
Since there is no unique method of plundering.
Then Lin Tianyu chose the simplest one.
Aren’t you the son of destiny?
Don’t you like pretending?
I'll beat you half to death first.
See how strong you, the son of destiny, are.
Chapter 8: Plundering Luck
Lin Tianyu's words had just fallen.
An old man's serious voice sounded in Xiao Huo's mind.
"Boy, this young man is a seventh-level Xuan-grade, only nineteen years old. He should be a genius from a big family in the Central Territory. I don't know why he came to this remote place. Even if you reveal all your cards, you can't defeat him now. Don't respond to him."
Correct.
Being the son of destiny.
Xiao Huo has an old grandfather with him.
Just now, when Mr. Qingshan asked him to choose an opponent, the old man helped him pick the weakest one.
The earth-grade martial art is the Cloud-Brushing Hand.
It was also taught to him by his grandfather.
"Xuanpin seventh level!"
Xiao Huo was also shocked.
Even if his cultivation had not been destroyed, he would not be able to reach this level now.
"Mr. Gray, I... don't want to retreat."
But Xiao Huo still didn't want to retreat.