Invincible Chapter 69: Not necessarily

"Now, please go to the first draw of each class in the first draw!" On the podium, Xiong Chu, deputy dean, stood up and said.

Huang Xiaolong, fourteen Lu Kai stepped forward to draw lots.

Huang Xiaolong draws the number 4.

No. 4, which means that the Huang Xiaolong opponent is the first in the fourth class. A teenager named Yang Mingwei, this Yang Mingwei is seventeen years old, eight years earlier than Huang Xiaolong, and has reached the sixth stage.

Late Six!

When Li Lu saw Huang Xiaolong, it turned out to be No. 4, and his face changed.

"Xiaolong, wait, or do you still?" Li Lu was worried, and didn't know how to speak.

"It's okay!" Huang Xiaolong laughed, he knew what Li Lu wanted to say.

After finishing Huang Xiaolong, he gave Li Lu a reassuring look, and then slowly stepped onto the stage with Yang Mingwei.

Coming to the stage, Huang Xiaolong both stood.

Yang Mingwei has very white skin and looks handsome. Looking at Huang Xiaolong, he laughs: "Huang Xiaolong, right? I didn't expect that my first opponent would be you. I heard yesterday that even Jiang Tengdu who broke through the fifth level It was almost ruined by your palm! But you are not my opponent now, you should take the initiative to give in. "

"Really." Huang Xiaolong looked indifferent, but he could see that Yang Mingwei had no sarcasm, and it was "good intentions" to persuade himself to give up.

"Go ahead." Huang Xiaolong stared at the opponent, then said.

Yang Mingwei stunned, then shook his head: "Since you still don't give up, okay, I've shot now, you have to be careful!" After that, the whole body's fighting strength is released, figure flashes, has come to Huang Xiaolong, punched To Huang Xiaolong chest.

Huang Xiaolong saw this and raised his hand to Arhat Fist.

"Boom!" Ran, Yang Mingwei's body shook, and he took a few steps back and forth to stabilize.

Everyone stays.

"You, sixth-order? How is that possible ?!" Yang Mingwei looked at Huang Xiaolong in disbelief, and loosened his right arm, which had just hit Huang Xiaolong, his right arm trembled slightly, and he felt tingling for a while.

After everyone stayed, they took a cool breath, and there was a commotion.

"This Huang Xiaolong, he has reached level six! How old is he?!"

"Even Yang Mingwei was shocked by him!"

"This is too wicked and terrible!"

Even on the podium, King Lu Zhe, and Sun Zhang, Xiong Chu and others were shocked and couldn't believe it, especially Sun Zhang, Xiong Chu's eyes widened, his mouth widened, and his expression exaggerated.

Yesterday, Huang Xiaolong defeated Jiang Teng, which has shocked Sun Zhang and Xiong Chu, but in the eyes of the two, Huang Xiaolong is also the fifth stage of the late stage, the peak of the late stage. Now, even the sixth stage of the late stage Yang Mingwei was knocked back by Huang Xiaolong!

What is this concept? !!

After being shocked, Sun Zhang and Xiong Chu both trembled and were extremely excited. The two even had the urge to rush to Huang Xiaolong and hold Huang Xiaolong.

Just when everyone was shocked, Huang Xiaolong looked at Yang Mingwei and said, "You still use your full strength." Huang Xiaolong can see that Yang Mingwei has not used its full strength just now, otherwise, it would not be possible for him to shake it back so easily.

Yang Mingwei stared at Huang Xiaolong. The previous contempt has completely disappeared, replaced by dignity. Just a blow, let him know that Huang Xiaolong has enough strength to be his opponent.

"Well, I take back my previous words." Yang Mingwei said: "You are qualified to be my opponent, Huang Xiaolong, I will fight with him with all my strength, and I hope you can use all your strength and I will fight! "

Yang Mingwei After speaking, the whole body's light rose, and a man emerged from behind, a giant wearing red gold battle armor and sitting there in a pan!

This is the martial spirit of Yang Mingwei!

Alone!

Exactly, it is an ancient race!

Yang Mingwei's Wuhun is an ancient Race Martial Spirit called Motionless Bright King. According to legend, antiquity times has many races abandoned by the protoss, and Motionless Bright King is one of them.

Race Martial Spirit is also one of the martial spirits, and in general, Race Martial Spirit is a high-level martial spirit.

The Motionless Bright King like Yang Mingwei is the top ten martial spirit.

Of course, there are 14 classes in the first grade, and each class is the first. Generally, they have ten first-class or above martial spirits. Without such talent, it is impossible to win the first in the class.

Yang Mingwei summoned Wuhun Motionless Bright King, a golden ring suddenly appeared behind him, figure flashes, and he suddenly blasted to Huang Xiaolong with a punch.

Huang Xiaolong figure flashes, punched in one punch, the two collided.

The air is violent, and the airflow is rolling.

This time, Yang Mingwei is still a few steps back from Huang Xiaolong.

The crowd was surprised again when they saw this.

The person who owns Motionless Bright King Wuhun calls out Motionless Bright King. No matter its physical strength or defense, it is half stronger than the strong in the same level, but Huang Xiaolong can still shake it back. Isn't Huang Xiaolong's physical strength better than Yang Mingwei even stronger? !! Moreover, Huang Xiaolong still has not summoned Wuhun.

Huang Xiaolong knocked back Yang Mingwei again with a punch, figure flashes, came to the other side, and printed it on the chest with one hand.

"Motionless Bright King Golden Circle!" As soon as the Huang Xiaolong palm print was printed on the Yang Mingwei chest, Yang Mingwei's eyes flashed, and the golden circle behind him suddenly rose, rotating continuously around his body to form a defensive circle. The Huang Xiaolong palm print hit Going to the golden circle is like hitting to the iron wall.

"You can't break my defense!" Yang Mingwei looked at Huang Xiaolong and said, "Only level 7 can break my Motionless Bright King Golden Circle!"

Motionless Bright King Golden Circle!

This is the Life Source Spirit Skill after the Yang Mingwei Wuhun transformation.

Yang Mingwei After facing Motionless Bright King Golden Circle, with his current strength, only seven ranks can break his defense.

"Can't open?" Huang Xiaolong's expression was indifferent: "Not necessarily!" After finishing speaking, the palm printed on the chest of Yang Mingwei suddenly pressed forward, and a fearful feminine force suddenly poured into the body of Yang Mingwei through that Motionless Bright King Golden Circle.

Yang Mingwei eyes widened, his body shook, and he retreated back and forth until he retreated to the edge of the stage.

Everyone on the stage saw this, and was uproar.

"You, what kind of fighting skills, can even break my Motionless Bright King Golden Circle!" Yang Mingwei difficult to communicate.

This is the scary part of Mianzhang. Even if Mianzhang hits it across two walls, he can knock the other side away, but the wall has nothing at all.

Huang Xiaolong didn't answer. The body flashed again. When he came to the other side, he took a photo again. Yang Mingwei was shocked. When he wanted to dodge, he was shot by Huang Xiaolong. The body flew over and fell to the stage. .

Yang Mingwei defeated!

The crowd looked at the Yang Mingwei under the stage, and for a long time there was no response. After a while, there was a loud noise, and Yang Mingwei lost! And Huang Xiaolong turned out to be so easy to win, not even Wuhun was called out.