Chapter 225. Crossing the disaster
"Brother Ye, if you can't stand it, don't resist so hard." Looking at Ye Fan's pain, Wang Jun couldn't bear to shout.
Ye Fan ignored him, but concentrated on digesting the power of thunder in his body. You should know that last time he did not die under the golden thunder in the land of thunder. Although the thunder of the same color is more fierce, it is only the fourth color after all.
Within 10 minutes, one thunder after another fell and hit Ye Fan's body. The Zhenyuan in the body had almost run to the extreme, and the body was constantly trembling, and it was possible to collapse at any time.
The power of Tianlei is constantly strengthening, and the body is also getting stronger. Coupled with the particularity of the sword body, it can barely resist and form a balance.
"What a pervert." Someone under the stage said to himself.
Take a closer look, everyone looks at Ye Fan on the stage with a demented face. Ordinary people are proud of being able to survive the fourth color of thunder, which means that their talent has been recognized by God.
However, Ye Fan was good. He completely relied on his physical resistance. The characteristics of sword cultivation were not shown, and the pain was enough to make a nerve-strong man completely collapse.
But he just endured it. Not only did he not collapse, but he became more and more brave, because his heart was fearless, facing his heart and surpassing himself.
If there is even a trace of the idea of giving up in his heart, Ye Fan has already collapsed at this moment, but in his heart, except for fighting, there is no trace of the idea of giving up.
One of the heart, magical.
After the eighth thunder, Ye Fan spit out a mouthful of blood. He could feel that his body had reached the limit. Although his spirit was still strong, he could not resist it. His body was already an ocean of thunderstorm energy, constantly refining his body and being absorbed and transported to Dantian into My own energy.
With both means, Ye Fan's strength is improving every minute. There has never been a moment when he can feel that his strength is steadily improving as clearly as now.
Seeing that the ninth thunderbolt was about to be split, Ye Fan smiled and wiped the blood on his mouth.
"Do you really think I can only be beaten?" He stood proudly, drew his sword out of the sheath, and pointed to the sky.
"Boom!"
Tianlei still attacked Ye Fan coldly and ruthlessly.
"Wo!"
Ye Fan smiled at the corners of his mouth, and the long sword in his hand freely drew out a burning sword and stabbed the sky, and abruptly dispersed it.
God seemed to be furious. This small ant first ignored the power of thunder, and now it dares to take the initiative to attack!
The color of the thunder cloud quickly deepens, and a trace of electric flowers can be faintly seen flashing, forming a yellow thunder cloud.
"The fifth color." Everyone under the stage secretly said that it is not surprising about this situation. If such a terrible man does not have the fifth color, it would be a strange thing. According to their ideas, this is at least the level of the sixth color, and it may even be the seventh color thunderstorm.
"Let everyone know, there is a good show here." Someone has run out and call friends, and it is very likely that they will witness the birth of a peerless genius!
People like to watch the bustle, especially watching people go through the disaster. On the one hand, they are extremely envious, and on the other hand, they hope that the other party will die under the thunderstorm, and a peerless genius will fall under the disaster. What a happy thing it is.
Aren't you a peerless genius? Aren't you awesome? Aren't you dead? I'm still alive. This is the mentality of some people.
With the psychology of the crowd and the mentality of watching the bustle, in just half an hour, the Taiwan has been overcrowded, and many of them are new students.
The strong who have confidence in themselves will not come, so most of them are weak. It is not ruled out that there are also a small number of strong people to witness the birth of a peerless genius.
At this time, Ye Fan has reached the last thunder of the fifth color.
I saw a young man in armor and heroic holding a long sword and split the thunder with one sword.
Some of the splashed thunder flowers splashed into Ye Fan's body. Fortunately, his body has been refined before, otherwise such a little thunder can directly hit him.
Nine thunderstorms came down, and many thunderstorms entered Ye Fan's body. Fortunately, there were not many of them. At this time, his body was like a black hole, constantly devouring the thunder and refining.
Thunder clouds have changed again. A golden cloud appeared above the sky, emitting a strong golden light, like the rising sun, shining brilliantly.
"It's the sixth color. Most of the top 50 on the Qinglong list are at this level, and this son will shine brilliantly in the future." Most people thumped in their hearts, and then suddenly thought of it.
"Wow, I'm only the fourth color, and I was almost killed by Tianlei. Why can others be so powerful?" There are also people who are very depressed and extremely frustrated. Who makes him compare with Ye Fan? Sometimes, the goal should not be set too high, otherwise he will be under pressure all his life.
"Boom!"
A golden thunderbolts the sky, cuts through the heavy space, carries the momentum of thunder, and bombards it to the bottom!
History seems to reappear. I still remember the land of thunder. The same golden thunder made Ye Fan's soul fly away.
"Although I have a heart of awe of heaven and earth, awe does not mean fear. Only when I am humble and awe can I be fearless!" Ye Fan's eyes were firm, and the sky was reflected in his pupils, as if he had embraced everything in heaven and earth.
"Wind and Thunder Dance!"
Ye Fan suddenly jumped up, and countless breezes quickly formed a strong wind around the sword body. At the same time, the surging power of thunder in his body seemed to have found a gate, rushing crazily. Out!
A huge thunder and lightning surrounded the whole sword body in an instant. At the same time, the thunder and lightning kept pouring in, shooting out a whole foot of sword light and stabbing towards the sky thunder!
From the perspective of others, a teenager flew towards the sky, holding a wind and thunder sword, and brazenly stabbed at the thunder that fell from the sky!
One person, one sword, with thunder to thunder, piercing the sky!
Time seems to be fixed at this moment.
"Zizz."
The golden thunder was completely pierced. Ye Fan rushed into the thunder with his sword and stood proudly on the sky, enjoying the baptism of the scattered thunder flowers, just like a thunder general who killed the world!
"Hss!" Everyone took a breath of cold air and looked at the powerful and domineering figure above the sky. Countless thunder lights fell, putting him in a golden suit. At this moment, within nine heavens and ten earths, he is the only focus!
"Ring in the void! Isn't this the ability of the heavenly realm? A man suddenly thought of something and suddenly shouted.
"Yes, why can a person with a perfect status stand in vain!" There was an uproar under the stage, and the sound was rolling, full of surprise, jealousy, envy, shock, and incredible.
PS: I'm going to go to my old classmate tomorrow, because I'm only free these two days this month. Next, he and I have something to do. I will take the road test on the 8th, and I can get my driver's license on the 11th. Next is the tutoring class.
As for whether you will interrupt the update when you go to your classmates, well, you can watch the scenery during the day and update at night. He still has a computer there...
I'm also depressed. It's good to have a manuscript. It's hard to get out and have to code words. It's very disappointing. It should be updated in those days, but the number of words per chapter will be 1,000 words more than usual, and 300 yuan for full attendance. You know, don't waste it.
As for the five that were agreed in those two days, even if it was overnight, it would be completed.