Chapter 2 He is my son
At this time, it is already the second semi-final stage of the 100 races competition, and there is a gap between human beings and only two people who entered the top ten last time.
are Yang Yi and Wang Qian respectively.
And the monkey clan seems to have developed rapidly after having the emperor. At this time, there is also a monkey entering the top ten, Sun Xiaotian.
There is also a five poisonous cat family, poisonous grass.
There are two dragons: Bai Xu and Qingmian.
Lost clan: Guiluo.
A member of the Thunder Tiger clan: Lei Ba.
A member of the wolf clan: Wolf Sand.
A member of the gluttony people: Moyi.
Because of the promotion, only seven geniuses were rotated into the next game, and the other three stopped in the top ten.
Soon, the game was arranged.
In the first scene, Yang and a pair of ghosts.
In the second scene, Wang Qian vs. Langsha.
In the third scene, Bai Xu vs. Sun Xiaotian.
As for Lei Ba, it is directly empty, and the three poison grass, green face and moyi are ranked 10, 9 and 8 respectively.
"Then, seven into four, the first game, Yang's pair of ghosts begins."
The familiar voice is exactly the emperor's referee last time.
In mid-air, six figures were standing still, their eyes were like torches, pointing straight to the game, obviously watching the game.
These six figures are Han Ping, and several people who have not dealt with some small things went back to the sea after the end of the Mo Ming game and did not come out until yesterday.
Several people who knew that hundreds of ethnic groups were competing for hegemony rushed over directly, but they did not inform their parents. They wanted to see how Yang Lin's son Yang Yi was.
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On the field, listening to the hot people, Yang Yi was a little disappointed and muttered: Dad, didn't you come?
Looking at Yang Yi, who was still fighting with him, Guiluo was angry with this human being who was much younger than him.
"Don't you look down on me? Then I will convince you."
The nails popped out nearly half a meter long, and the metallic luster flowed on it, revealing the sharp breath. It is not difficult to see that Guiluo is the sensor of the gold element.
With a "wish", the ghost's figure turned into a streamer. Before he ran to Yang Yi's side, the attack on his hand had begun.
The nails were fiercely split up and down, and the strong gold elements converged, making the nails elongated nearly ten meters and swept away at Yang Yi's head.
He looked at Guiluo disdainfully, and the huge sword in his hand appeared and waved it violently. The huge wind blade divided the whole nail into two, and then stepped forward fiercely.
There was an explosion on the ground, and Yang Yi's figure disappeared in an instant.
"Explosive Step", using the explosive power of the fire element to concentrate under your feet, bursting out in an instant, increasing your speed and strength.
"Thunder chopping", the figure appeared over the ghost Luo, condensed down, and the thunder on the giant sword was entangled, turning into a hundred feet of giant sword, and fiercely cut.
The crackling sound of thunder keeps ringing, giving a sense of shock.
"Wind explosion", the hands and nails crossed together, aimed at the huge sword that attacked him, just a wave.
The roaring hurricane formed a tornado storm, directly wrapping the thunder sword in it, constantly killing the power of the thunder.
"Three series cross chopping", in mid-air, Yang Yi's body stood out of thin air, directly cut out a sword, one green, one red, one purple three cross rays, with hundreds of the size, falling towards the ghost Luo.
The fierce power brought a threat to Guiluo, and his face was a little ugly.
The first day of my zombie clan was forced into this kind of field before he finished three moves in the hands of this human. Looking at the human appearance, he obviously didn't use all his strength. Is the gap so big?
Thinking in his heart does not mean that Guiluo will admit defeat. The pride of genius does not allow him to admit defeat when fighting with a person younger than himself.
The mysterious step stepped out, and Guiluo tried his best to avoid the cross-cutting, but he found that no matter how he avoided, it seemed to be within the scope of the cross-cutting, which made him a little uncomfortable.
"Since you can't avoid it, then resist it directly."
With his hands around his body, ten nails began to twist, turning into needles, and his body twisted into a ball. Now Gui Luo looks like a ball full of spikes.
Rotation, the wind elements and gold elements begin to converge with the rotation of Guiluo, forming a golden storm. The storm is hundreds of feet long, and a fierce breath comes from the storm.
When they met the cross, the sound of chattering kept coming, and the air waves swept around, which was amazingly powerful.
The storm dispersed and the cross cut dissipated, but Guiluo's body was still spherical and went towards Yang Yi.
There is no bluff, and the sharp breath on the nail spikes comes out. It is not difficult to imagine what it will be like to be stabbed by that thing.
Step out, and the figure disappeared. It was the empty step left by Han Ping. At this time, it was used by Yang Yi, and it was a little ethereal.
The figure appeared behind Guiluo and pointed out the "breaking finger". The huge wave fingers appeared. The fierce power made the Guiluo's body beat down, and then suddenly fell down and dodged the attack.
He looked at Yang Yi with a pale face. Gui Luo didn't understand why this young man, who was younger than him, was so powerful. Now he basically ran away with all his strength, but he was able to deal with himself with ease, and even his face was even disappointed from time to time.
Without the initial anger, now Guiluo knows that he is afraid to stop here in this competition, so he is ready to show all his strength to see how much strength he can force out of the teenager in front of him.
"You are very powerful. Although I don't know how big the gap is with you, I will do my best to see the gap between us."
As soon as Guiluo finished his words, the strong dead air on his body came out and slowly filled half of the thunder. The dead gas contained the effects of corrosion, great poison and confusion, so the boundary of the whole venue began to buzz.
Listening to the harsh sound, Yang Yi also moved.
With a punch, a huge wave of fire emerged from the fist, forming a small sea of fire, stepping on the sea of fire, looking coldly at the ghost Luo opposite, and I don't know what he was thinking.
Then a pair of huge cyan wings appeared behind them, just a fire surge, and the fire seemed to burn more fiercely.
The power of death is greater than the fire wave, but it is made up by a pair of wings, and the battle between the two geniuses is still not over.
The huge sword stood up and split down, the law of space fluctuated, and the dead air in front of the sea of fire was directly cut open. Then tens of thousands of birds in Yang's hand sang together, thundered, and the thunder extended infinitely, pointing directly to the ghost's heart.
The face is heavy, with a weak finger, and the dead air covers the world, turning into a giant palm, and pinching fiercely.
Energy explodes, and heaven and earth shake.
Then regardless of the aftershocks of the energy, he stretched out his hand forward, and dozens of feet of dead whips appeared in Guiluo's hand, and the figure appeared in mid-air and twitched Yang.
The attack was poisonous and tricky, with a smell of corrosion. Yang's face finally came to face up, and then returned to calm.
With a fierce grip on the void, a hundred feet of figures appeared behind him, which was a fierce pinch, directly holding the long whip, and then pulling it hard.
Guiluo's body followed and threw into the sea of fire.
His face changed greatly and he was about to escape, but Yang Yi's body was sent to him by the sea of fire, and a blue and red two-colored ball was spinning in his hand.
It must be a little difficult to deal with it at this time, so Guiluo pulled the long whip and rubbed his body along the two light balls.
Looking at the ghost Luo who escaped his attack, Yang's mouth cracked, as if laughing, dissipating the two-colored light ball and holding it directly in the void.
Ghost Luo, who was originally caught by the long whip by the virtual shadow, came to the virtual shadow because he pulled his body, which is no different from falling into the tiger's mouth.
In Guiluo's desperate and regretful eyes, the hundred-foot virtual shadow held him and threw him on the ground.
The huge sword is fierce, and the sea of fire on the ground swarming and converges on the huge sword. The terrible temperature distorts the space violently.
The ghost Luo, who was smashed on the ground, was about to climb out, but he felt that there seemed to be a golden sun on his head, and his eyes could not be opened.
"It's not good", he said in his heart, but escape was just an extravagant hope. He closed his eyes and carefully felt the terrible power coming towards him.
"Flame Cut". At this time, this move is in Yang Yi's hands. It has to be said that it is more domineering than Han Ping. It is difficult for anyone at the same level to resist the ambly power.
Just as the flame was about to cut Guiluo, a figure ignored the boundary of the emperor and appeared directly in the field. With a wave of his hand, the attack dissipated the attack, and then the terrible momentum on his body was released and pressed Yang Yi in an overwhelming way. Looking at that, it turned out to be Shura.
His face changed, "the emperor-level strong man", Yang Yi said in his heart that he was about to retreat, but he thought of his father and uncle.
Yang Lin, what a powerful person his father is. If he sees me retreating, he will look down on me.
Han Ping, his father's brother, is more powerful than his father. If he wants to surpass Uncle Han Ping, how can he retreat in the face of the emperor?
His head suddenly raised, and his eyes burst into light. His firm eyes did not change, and his pace did not retreat and stepped out step by step.
Even if the Taishan-like momentum makes his bones rustle, it can't make him take half a step back. The unyielding proud bone is the portrayal of Yang Yi now.
"Hum", with a cold hum, six figures appeared in the venue one after another, and the originally overwhelming breath was weak and pitiful in front of these six figures.
"Han Ping, what do you mean?"
His face was indifferent, "Why do you oppress him with momentum?" pointed to Yang Yi and Han Ping said coldly.
Yang Yi, whose eyes were actually suppressed, woke up and cried when he looked at the same figure in his mother's mobile phone. After all, he was just a newborn child.
"This is my brother. Even if this guy's move just now doesn't die, he can seriously injure my brother, and it's not good for future practice. I'm just teaching him a lesson."
Although he is afraid of the strength of the six people, the emperor of his family on the stand is still there, and there is no need to be afraid.
"Ha ha, brother?" With anger in his eyes, Yang Lin lost his usual hippie smile and said to Shura word by word:
"He is my son. Will I also teach you a lesson?"
(Today's three chapters, this is the second chapter, please collect)