Chapter 184: Wind and Thunder Formation

Since Fuji Qiuyan had spoken, I simply did a show and lay down completely like a mangy dog.【】【】I just pretended to be majestic just now, but now I have to pretend to be dead and lie on the ground. I can probably understand the formula used by Goddess of Destiny to balance life.

Anyway, there are a lot of laughing at me now, especially those young people who were smashed by me just now. If Fang Ming hadn't walked in front, they would have probably come over to beat me up.

Hearing Teng Qiuyan's shout, Fang Ming held back slightly. The gaze that could pierce people's hearts was restrained, and the gaze that looked at Teng Qiuyan was actually a little gentle.

"Of course I know who you are, but do you plan to let the power of the family intervene in this kind of personal grudge?"

Teng Qiuyan would not be fooled by Fang Ming’s words, and sneered: “What if it’s the Zhang family and the Liu family mean?”

Fang Ming's eyes did not leave my body. I could feel like something was constantly hitting my chest, which was very upset and anxious.

This mental attack was stronger than when Elsia was just resurrected that day, and Fang Ming deserved the title of a famous voluntary master.

"Do you Zhang family and Liu family?" Fang Ming shook his head indifferently, "If I don't make trouble for this kid and just punish him a little, I think even the six major families won't say anything."

Fuji Qiuyan still refuted Fang Ming with a serious attitude: "You are a voluntary master who is already embarrassed to take action against ordinary people. Now you still want to do more extreme things?"

Hearing Teng Qiuyan's words, the gentle smile on Fang Ming's face slowly condensed, and the man suddenly became as sharp and cold as a blade.

"It's really surprising that you could say such things. Since you are from the Zhang family, did you know the style of our capital circle on the first day?"

Fang Ming's words made me subconsciously think that according to his identity, of course I wouldn't be really afraid of the Minister of Energy's reproach. It is rare in the country that the spiritual power is unreliable. The girl who claims to have broken off relations with her family may not be able to compete with Fang Ming. So if you don't look at your family background, you can only look at your respective strength.

Among the people around, Fang Ming was obviously the one who had the confidence to say the "strongest".

Unfortunately, he is just a very strong human. Sometimes my thinking will feel a little superior in Elsia's way. For the gods, human power is only human after all.

Fang Ming's words changed Teng Qiuyan's face. She was not as reliable as the other aristocratic families in the capital, but she was unwilling to show off her family. When she met someone like Fang Ming who was not afraid of her identity, she would definitely find it difficult. More importantly, Teng Qiuyan could not beat Fang Ming. If the two of them fought, Teng Qiuyan's fate would be to go to the hospital for several months to rest.

I felt moved in my heart. This is not the first time this woman Teng Qiuyan has made a name for herself to protect me. [】【】No matter what kind of grudges we had before, this approach always makes people feel warm and faint in their hearts.

Taking a deep breath, Teng Qiuyan stood in front of me, blocking Fang Ming's gaze, and speaking solemnly.

"What if I don't step back? Are you going to attack me?"

Fang Ming narrowed his eyes and looked at me who was still pretending to be dead. He was probably guessing where I was worthy of this super tough beauty protecting her. After probably feeling that she could not see any answer from me, Fang Ming replied coldly: "If you want, I won't be polite."

After saying that, Fang Ming snapped his fingers.

After a snap of his fingers, the sound of glass shattering came from the air.

It is impossible to describe that sound, as if it is from far to near, or from near to far. The sound is very small, and it only sounds gently in the air. Every time a shattering sound sounds, I feel like someone is scratching myself in my chest.

I feel so uncomfortable that ordinary people will definitely suffer huge pain. The mental powerless tyrant is indeed much better than I imagined.

Amid the sound of glass shattering, Teng Qiuyan took two steps back pale, trying to cover her ears, but her hands never raised up.

I sighed in my heart. It would be too inhumane for me to continue to pretend to be dead at this moment. I jumped up and slapped this Fang Ming twice before talking about it.

Before I could do my psychological construction, according to the guidance of "The Wisdom of the God of War", a clear and tender voice sounded above Zhong Fangming's lower abdomen. As soon as this sounded, the sound of glass shattering in the sky disappeared immediately.

"You hate it"

The four words, the extremely crisp childish voice, made Fang Ming's mental attack that was ready to go collapse instantly.

The one who made this crisp sound was not someone else, but Xiao Yu who was timid in pulling Teng Qiuyan's corner of her clothes. This girl who didn't know her true identity just used four simple words to break the mental pressure that Fang Ming planned to escalate.

Not only Fang Ming was shocked by this scene, but also me. Thinking of Elsia's comment on Xiaoyu as "slightly dangerous", it seemed that this evaluation was really pertinent.

"You really hate it"

This time, Xiaoyu stood in front of Fang Ming with a pretty face, but she stood in front of Teng Qiuyan without hesitation, as if she was protecting this sister.

Tsk tsk, this figure and this expression are so upright that I feel ashamed of myself.

Fang Ming's mental power had already covered Zhou Wei's at least a hundred steps in a radius, and those faint shattering sounds were just some eye-catching tricks. The best way to attack mental power is to use your own mental power to spread out, form a space that can be turned and moved, turn short battles into long battles, and finally win.

Generally speaking, the mental power system's unrestrained master will never fight alone. The longer the battle is, the more beneficial it will be to the mental power type unrestrained master. [】【】

Fang Ming has rich combat experience. He used his strong mental power to attack Teng Qiuyan from the beginning. On the one hand, he probably thought it was not good to be too cruel to the minister's daughter, and on the other hand, he probably thought that I was not so easy to be knocked down and wanted to fully control the situation.

Unexpectedly, a little girl rushed out and said four words. The space cast by mental power was broken in an instant, and it could not resist for more than a second.

Fang Ming was surprised, and I was also very surprised. At the beginning, I was thinking that if there were Linsha's grade-level products in the religious alliance, there was no need to worry too much. In terms of spiritual power, this little girl is not much lower than that of the cave man on the roof?

Fang Ming said "Huh" in surprise, glared at him, and his powerful mental power shot straight towards Xiaoyu.

**, I really can't stand it anymore. Using this power to bully a little girl, can such a person with no moral integrity do such a thing?

Just as I was about to jump up, an unexpected scene appeared again.

Fang Ming's power immediately brought out countless extremely small airflows. Even when I was lying on the ground, I could feel that there seemed to be countless sharp lines passing through my skin. If the stinging pain was placed on an ordinary person, I am afraid that that person would have the illusion that he would be torn into pieces.

I knew that at this time, all Fang Ming's power was concentrated on Xiao Yu. This power was so direct that the air between the two became viscous and distorted.

In the eyes of others, Fang Ming just glared at Xiaoyu.

In my opinion, Fang Ming attacked Xiaoyu in the simplest, direct and rough way. This attack is not only rough, but even a bit shameless.

Can a leader among the voluntary masters be more shameless if he just lets off a little girl of twelve or three?

What is surprising is Xiaoyu.

The little girl carrying her schoolbag looked up at Fang Ming with a look of pain on her face.

The strange stickiness in the air condensed between the two, forming a sphere with blurred and distorted visual sphere. The intersecting of these two mental forces instantly changed the laws in a small space, making it unnatural.

Now even the idiot can understand it—in the little girl's body, a mental force resisted Fang Ming's attack.

Xiaoyu faced Fang Ming, her slender legs kept trembling, and finally she was pushed back two steps, and a trace of blood was overflowing from the corner of her mouth.

The sharp stinging sensation disappeared, and waves of waves surged out from the sphere in front of the two of them, slapped in each person's heart for a long time. This time there was no pain, only comfort. The sound of waves seemed to be coming to cleanse the soul, bringing waves of joy.

Xiao Yu and Fang Ming, who were facing each other, each exhaled.

In this game, the top volleyball player was close to the tie against the nameless girl.

How can the voluntary master have the face?

Xiaoyu, who was bleeding from the corner of her mouth, gritted her teeth, and her eyes were filled with the firm look that I didn't like. As she stepped back step by step, the worn-out schoolbag behind her was also broken down one by one. It can be seen that the mental collision just now stretched out the power everywhere, and the schoolbag had long been torn and shattered.

The schoolbag cracked, and there was no book or pen inside. Xiaoyu took out something from her schoolbag.

The thing looks very simple, with a dark body, probably the size of Xiaoyu's palms.

Xiaoyu put the thing on her hand, which was two dark boxing gloves, just enough to cover Xiaoyu's slender palms.

Fang Ming stood there without moving, his face was startled: "Amplification weapon?"

From Fang Ming's attitude, no one can see now that the reason why Xiaoyu can compete with the top voluntary master is that the fist gloves in her schoolbag should have played a big role.

The small girl wore a pair of dark fists, which was surprising.

Seeing Xiaoyu burst out with amazing strength, my tense waist relaxed back. This little girl was even more powerful than I thought, and it was a good opportunity to observe her strength.

As for Fang Ming? I didn't treat him as a dish at all. What threat can a mentally irritant slut pose to me? At most, I can make my head hurt slightly, it's totally useless.

As if completely ignoring Fang Ming's existence, Xiaoyu raised her hands, and two dark fists collided on her head, making a low buzzing sound. However, this buzzing sound blocked Fang Ming's mental attack again.

The battle between the two was completely invisible and seemed even a bit ridiculous to others. Only onlookers who were surrounded by Fang Ming's power could understand how terrible this power was and how shrill such a confrontation was.

Xiaoyu looked towards Fang Ming, and her hands kept tapping the fist gloves of unknown material above her head. The buzzing sound began to form, and the huge echoes began to have the intention of counterattacking Fang Ming.

I was amazed. I have never seen this method before. I have used weapons to increase my spiritual power and allow melee combat and mental attacks to be carried out at the same time. This offensive will definitely make the opponent unable to defend.

But I knew better in my heart that Xiaoyu could do nothing to defeat Fang Ming.

Because the truth in this world is very simple: absolute power often exceeds all skills.

Fang Ming was not panicked when he saw the amplification weapon. He still had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, stretched out his right hand and snapped his fingers.

This time, I heard gusts of wind and thunder.

"Since it's an amplification weapon, it should be someone from the Cult Alliance." Fang Ming said lightly, "You shouldn't hesitate to attack you."

Teng Qiuyan shouted to Fang Ming: "Fang Ming, she is just a child."

"The people of the cult alliance and children are also scary."

But this sentence left Teng Qiuyan with nothing to say, and even Liu Yangyang, who was eager to try, was stunned. From the standpoint, the Wanderer Association and the Religious Alliance were completely in opposition. The Religious Alliance has been suppressed by all walks of life for a long time, which gave Fang Ming a good move against Xiaoyu.

In a blink of an eye, the sound of wind and thunder was pressing towards Xiaoyu like a huge stubborn stone. Everyone present knew that Fang Ming had strong mental power. This time he finally saw the real power, and most people showed a horror expression on their faces.

There is nothing more terrifying than this. The mental power can be so powerful, as if it is pressed by a huge rock, which is unheard of. Some people even worried that Xiaoyu would be smashed to pieces by such a blow, and some people exclaimed in a low voice.

At this time, I can't pretend anymore. The little girl had bleeding from the corner of her mouth to protect Teng Qiuyan just now, so it was not interesting enough for me to pretend to be dead again.

Xiaoyu's face showed a solemn look. When she was about to face Fang Ming head-on, I had already jumped up from the ground and punched Fang Ming in the chest.

A simple and simple punch had already calculated the use of power in my heart. This punch just stopped Fang Ming's thinking, which then brought a lot of pain and humiliation.

How powerful is this punch? It is probably just the power that knocks Fang Ming away like those cars just now, almost causing him to fall out of the parking lot.

Compared to ordinary people, the voluntary master's physique is of course better than that. After my punch, although Fang Naruto flew away like a meteor, he still adjusted his landing posture in the air and did not fall too badly.

At this time, Fang Ming's face was no longer as calm and reserved as before. I'm afraid he couldn't understand why his most proud mental attack was ineffective against me.

"What are you looking at?" I raised my fist at Fang Ming, looking slutty, "How to use your own power? Are you embarrassed to say such things in front of me?"

Before I finished speaking, I rushed to Fang Ming with another step, and my fist hit the proud unrestrained master like raindrops.

At this time, my actions were far beyond what ordinary people could understand, and the young people around me were completely stupid.

Fang Ming had limited physical skills. After barely resisting for a few times, he probably finally understood the gap between us and began to hold his head to protect his handsome face. So the scene began to become funny. I chased a graceful and unrestrained master and added all kinds of old fists. None of the others watched and dared to ask anyone to help. Teng Qiuyan pulled Xiaoyu and smiled heartlessly beside him.

Liu Yangyang looked surprised and followed us happily.

The parking lot of the Imperial Hotel was in chaos.
Chapter completed!