Chapter 181 Green Small Stool

Before Feng Niu could come back to his senses, Feng Lang had already launched an attack again. This time he used the Golden Emperor's Heaven-Shaped Seal, but with a small change technique, a long stick appeared in his hand instantly.

The golden stick shines brightly!

"call!"

The wind wave swung the long golden stick, and then drove the whistling sound of the wind, and passed a clear stick mark in the wind, smashing it towards the wind bull like a desperate attempt.

"Hehe, senior brother, Master's style is quite as stylish as a senior brother!"

Although Long Jiu was in the Divine Ring, he knew Fenglang every move. Now that he saw Fenglang’s actions, he couldn’t help but feel a little emotional in his heart.

"Hehe, it's just a bit similar. I remember that the eldest brother was known as the invincible god of war back then. That stick was enough to stir up countless stars. It was like a soft look like Master!"

Zhu Ba slowly shook his head, vaguely feeling a little disdainful, but his expression instantly became very solemn.

"I have a premonition that the eldest brother has been in a corner of this universe. He has been waiting for us. Senior brother, we must find him! No matter how much suffering we have experienced, we will do whatever we want!"

Long Jiu's expression became very excited. When he mentioned the eldest brother, his heart was filled with infinite admiration and longing.

"Oh, the world of that year has completely changed. I just don't know if I can still find the past again. I really miss the past!"

There was a strong sigh in Zhu Ba's mouth. This sigh seemed to have crossed countless spaces and time, telling the vicissitudes of eternity.

"Look for it slowly, it will definitely be possible. With a master accompanying us, nothing is impossible!"

Long Jiu had a strong sense of confidence, or rather, he had confidence in the wind and waves.

"Fenglang, you're too bullying, I'm going to use both hands!"

Fengniu saw Fenglang's actions and did not dare to neglect it, and shouted loudly.

"I don't care whether you have two or three hands, hit it!"

The wind and waves jumped high, and the golden stick in his hand blew up, and he threw it on Fengniu's head with a stick.

During this period of fighting, Fenglang was indeed quite adept at it. This time he jumped up and even put on a very handsome look in the air.

"Hehe, little brat, you dare to bully my old bullhead. Do you really think that the Iron Niu Shenquan is a vegetarian?"

With this loud roar, Feng Niu stomped his feet hard, his body flew up like a rocket, and rushed straight towards Feng Lang's body, using his fists to open the way in front, without any fear of the golden stick in Feng Lang's hand.

"when!"

The golden stick hit Feng Niu hard, and was rushed away by his fist. Feng Niu's original idea was to continue to pounce on Feng Waves.

Unfortunately, the golden stick in Fenglang's hand was really powerful. Although it was bent by Feng Niu's fist, it seemed like it had turned into a soft stick. The front end still hit Feng Niu's body, directly smashing him into dust.

Fenglang's body fell down like a bird. The moment he threw down, his hands quickly formed a seal. A football-sized earth ball was generated in Fenglang's arms, and was attracted by his strength, and with a whirlwind, it swirled towards Fengwang's head.

"Hehe, you only have this one!"

Although Feng Niu suffered some setbacks, he was not hurt. Seeing the earth ball flying over, he even thought about it and punched him. It was the very skillful Iron Niu God Fist used in that move.

It turns out that although Feng Niu is born with great strength, his brain is not too smart. With the careful training of the masters in his mansion, he has only practiced the three styles in this set of boxing techniques.

Originally, this set of boxing has nine styles, and it is not called such a name. However, the master who taught Feng Niu thought he was too stupid, so he did not allow him to mention the name of this set of boxing, and Feng Niu simply named the Tie Niu God Fist.

The punch was smashed out, and the earth-attributed vitality flew out with a loud bang!

Speaking of which, Fenglang rarely uses earth-attributed techniques because of his personality. However, although this technique is earth-based, it often has magical effects when used.

The soil attributes that scattered out this time did not dissipate like other vital energy, but had some dust properties, which condensed but did not dissipate, which greatly affected Feng Niu's sight.

And this is exactly what the wind and waves need!

In the blink of an eye, Fenglang bullied Feng Niu. Then, he had accumulated a long time of wooden male energy and hit Feng Niu without any capital.

This time, it was really an exception to Fengniu. He did not expect that Fenglang's continuous attack level was so powerful that it could be called elusive.

However, he didn't know that Fenglang had just understood the small change technique, and combined with the powerful Five Elements Emperor's Technique, he seemed so easy.

Seeing that the wind and waves came so fast, even the Iron Ox God Fist, which he had always been very skilled, had no time to rush out.

There was no way, Feng Niu had only time to form a layer of fiery red armor on his body, and his body retreated a step back.

This time, Fenglang's wood-attribute vitality turned into a bench after leaving the body, and then hit Feng Niu's chest hard.

Seeing the wind and waves suddenly waved out the small green stool, the onlookers were stunned, including some great martial artists watching the battle.

If these people were allowed to fight against Fengniu, they would win, but they would definitely not be able to make so many tricks.

However, they didn't know that Fenglang's skills were not completely induced to the extreme. Just now, these attacks also brought a little performance. After all, if it weren't for this, this small green stool would not have to be swung out at all, but would use a golden machete, which was related to the fury that Fenglang gradually disappeared.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound suddenly sounded in the scene. The sound was like a sound in everyone's heart, making everyone's heart tremble for a while.

Even though Feng Niu formed fire-attribute armor, even if these fire-attribute armors were extremely domineering and difficult, the power of Feng Lang's small bench was really amazing.

The armor on Feng Niu's body turned into clusters of fire-attribute vitality with the blow of the small green stool, and slowly cracked and left. His tall body was smashed away by Feng Lang's stool.

The wind niu flew very quickly, but the expression on his face was clearly visible. His face was filled with surprise and reluctance. He was simply beaten to death.

However, under the force of Fengniu's recoil, Fenglang's small stool could not hold it anymore, and turned into bits of green energy, which drifted away little by little, like curling smoke from cooking stoves.

Fengniu flew away a bench. Fenglang did not suffer any blows, but his arms were a little sore and numb. Just as his indifferent smile, a small green bench slowly appeared in his hands.

Then, Fenglang's body shook and disappeared from the spot. When he appeared again, he had already arrived at Feng Niu's side.

Fengniu just stood up and was shaking to attack Fenglang. Who knew that he punched him, but he just hit the small green bench swing that Fenglang waved.

If it was a match in its heyday, Fenglang's small bench would definitely not be as good as Fengniu's Iron Arm Divine Fist.

But at this moment, Feng Niu was shocked just now, and his vitality in his body was not able to reach almost any level. Moreover, he was still in a hurry and his power was greatly reduced.

In this way, the result of the match must not be surprising. Everyone heard a "pop" sound, and then saw Feng Niu's fist, and retreated like lightning.

"I'm so lucky!"

Feng Niu let out a wail, feeling that his palm was hit on a red hammer. The force mixed on it almost broke his arm, and his fist was half bigger and swollen, like a steamed bun, and it was shiny, with blood on it.

At this moment, Feng Niu's expression and bitter melon-like face made everyone in the field deeply sympathize with him. Thinking about it carefully, I was even more shocked. This was a real five-star martial artist, with a clothes just issued by Lingwu Holy Land as a testimony.

However, this five-star martial artist who should have been arrogant is now in a miserable situation. The horror on his face made everyone present unable to help but feel air conditioning when they saw it.

"I'll fight you!"

Feng Niu was ruthless and suddenly stood up and rushed up like a bull, but he was only halfway through. Seeing the green small stool in Feng Lang's hand, he became stunned.

Although he was almost crazy after being beaten, the five-star Fengniu martial artist still had his eyesight. He knew that if he really rushed forward this time, he would definitely not be able to take advantage of any advantage. If he annoyed Fenglang and smashed another bench, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Therefore, he stopped, with a look of begging for mercy in his face. He wanted to beg for mercy with Fenglang, but he couldn't stand it. He was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground, but of course he did not have the ability to escape.

"You want to give up!"

Fortunately, the host wearing crescent clothes couldn't bear to watch it, so he walked over quickly and said to Fengniu.

"Um!"

Feng Niu nodded heavily. Somehow, he saw Feng Lang's neatness just now, and he really had no courage to fight him. This guy was like a devil to Feng Niu.

"Okay, I announce that this time, the two-star martial artist Fenglang challenged the five-star martial artist Fengniu, and the result was Fenglang win! This is simply an unimaginable miracle. Now, what are you waiting for, let's cheer for Fenglang together!..."

The host does have two tricks, which can motivate people's emotions. Before he could say a few words, he heard cheers like tsunamis coming from all around him. A sea of ​​cheers formed around the trial platform. They were waving their passion in their hearts for someone in the field.

Fenglang stood in the center of the venue, and in his hands, he was still raised high, that small green stool! This magical scene was firmly imprinted in the hearts of everyone on the scene, and later became their legendary classic.

The cheers around lasted for half an hour before slowly calming down. Hearing these cheers, Feng Niu suddenly forgot his failure, and even he wanted to join the cheering crowd. Although he did not know exactly what they cheered for, was it for the magical martial arts of Fenglang, or to vent their own passion.

However, the host's words came to Fengniu's ears clearly, which caused him to faint directly.

It turned out that the host just said softly: "Fengniu, you lost, that one million gold coins must be fulfilled no matter what!"

Just these gentle words were simply more terrifying than Fenglang's small green stool that had been raised high and would not dissipate in his hand. It seemed even more terrifying. It was beyond Feng Niu's ability to bear it, causing him to fall to the ground with a gulp.
Chapter completed!