True Martial World Chapter 147: Young and frivolous

In front of Yi Yun, Jichang Young Master is more motivated, and of course he also wants to get these. … ≦. … ≦ "Get on the line! Twelve levels of difficulty, what does His Excellency think?"

Jichang Young Master looked at Yi Yun. Although his words were respectful, his eyes were provocative. The aboriginals of the Great Wild, with poor skills, this little white face named Yi Yun can seal the patriarch. Maybe he has good health, but what about that?

"Okay, level 12 difficulty."

Yi Yun doesn't matter, this difficulty is not much to him.

A young man from Jingzhou Young Master Party, with a smirk on his face, pressed the twelfth crystal.

For a while, the children of the barren land held their breath, and looked at Yi Yun in anxiety and expectation.

"Om!"

The twelve cold iron blooddrops roar, like a fire meteor, rushing towards Yi Yun and Jichang Young Master!

Ji Chang's eyes flashed a bit of warfare. He moved, and his body pulled out a series of afterimages. He moved in the air, flickering in the air, extremely fast!

The twelve flying spar can't touch Jichang's clothes.

Ji Chang ’s movements are dazzling and he can hardly see his body shape, but looking at Yi Yun, he has very few movements. From beginning to end, he has not moved at all and has always stood still!

Every drop of cold iron blood flew, Yi Yun just raised his hands, twisted his legs, and moved his legs. His shape was blurred, and a series of afterimages were stacked around his body.

Yi Yun in the afterimage seemed to move, but didn't seem to move, and those cold iron blood beads all flew past Yi Yun's body, but they did not actually meet.

Even the swirling wind brought by the blood of cold iron was just right by Yiyun. Although the wind was bad, it couldn't tear Yiyun's flying fish suit!

Yi Yunfei's suit is wearing a flowing silver shirt. The flowing silver shirt is very heavy and restrains action.

No matter how strong Yi Yun's physical fitness is, it is impossible for him to become so abnormal that wearing a flying fish suit is not affected.

If he is faster than speed. No way can Jichang, what he can do is to make his evasion efficiency to the limit in a limited speed range!

If so. Jichang's effective action is 60% to 70%, so Yi Yun is more than 95%!

Yi Yun has been standing there all the time, it feels as if cold iron blood beads have avoided Yi Yun automatically!

What's going on! ?

The children of Dahuang are all stunned, unknown.

But Jingzhou Young Master party. But they all understand what this means, and their faces suddenly become unsightly!

"Huh !? Micro?"

Not far away, Yan Menglong's eyes lightened suddenly.

Yi Yun's micro-level body method, already is very skilled in controlling. In the eyes of Yan Menglong, Yi Yun is a micro-entry introduction, to the transition period of micro-entry, a twelve-year-old child can reach this step. . Invaluable.

"Is it just getting started ..."

Zhang Tan touched his chin and looked at Yi Yun strangely. However, he had watched Yi Yun's competition with Tao Yunxiao. Tao Yunxiao had inspired the power of his ancestors, but still couldn't touch Yi Yun's clothes. At that time, Yi Cloud's micro-entry method is better.

But today, he seems to have reservations.

Buzzing

Cold iron blood beads are flying faster and faster, Ji Chang dodges again and again, although he can calmly cope. But when he saw Yi Yun in front of him, he didn't move much, and he passed all the attacks.

Jichang's face became extremely ugly, almost because of a moment of distraction. He was hit by a cold iron blood bead.

He also said just now that the skills of the Great Wild Warrior were not good, but Yi Yun hit him in the face when he appeared.

Take care of yourself! how is this possible?

Into the micro symbolizes the highest achievement of body skills. To reach this step requires superhuman first-class understanding, which cannot be achieved through training.

"Increase difficulty!"

Ji Chang shouted. Unwilling to lose, he was next to the six-horse star array, and Jingzhou Young Master, who was responsible for manipulating the formation, pressed the thirteenth crystal with a complex mood.

Another cold blood ball flew up and joined the formation.

Thirteen cold iron blood beads, the speed is faster, the sharp broken sound is like a knife carved glass, stinging the eardrum.

The blazes of fire have formed countless lines of fire in the air, like a prison cage, enveloped by Yi Yun and Ji Chang!

Yi Yun frowned. On the 13th level of difficulty, he also felt great pressure!

The flowing silver shirt really affected his speed too much!

However, Yi Yun still hasn't eased the shackles of the Liuyin shirt. Only when he has pressure can he be motivated to push himself to the limit.

He remembers what Lin Xintong said when he gave him a flowing silver shirt

"You have a long way to go to get into Daweicheng. To get into Daweicheng, you have to realize it by yourself. Others say it, after all, it ’s not yours. This silver shirt is for you. Into a slightly larger body. "

When pushing himself to the limit again and again, Yi Yun slowly realized that if he can wear a flowing silver shirt and let his body steadily reach the micro-level Xiaocheng, then if he escapes the stream With a silver shirt, he may be able to reach the threshold of entering Daweicheng.

So, Yi Yun keeps pushing herself to the limit!

Unless the speed already cannot be increased, Yi Yun can only constantly squeeze the efficiency of his movements, making the movement efficiency close to 100%!

"Huh? His speed doesn't work!"

Jichang Young Master suddenly discovered that Yi Yun's speed has actually not been fast, and because of the speed limitation, his action already on level 13 difficulty is not so calm.

Even if Yi Yun's skills are strong, but without the support of speed, the skills will not work.

"So, this kid is not invincible. He has great skills but slow speed. How can a freak have such a freak? Well, since you are slow, my limit may not be worse than you!" /

Thinking of it, Jichang rekindled his war.

13 levels of difficulty, already is the limit of Jichang.

Adding more, there is danger. Fourteen levels of difficulty, that is not a joke, once hit by cold iron blood beads, it will definitely be seriously injured!

"My body is fast, level 14 difficulty, and I should be able to support it for a while, I will not lose to him!"

Ji Chang clenched his fists, he couldn't lose. The words already were full before, how can he lose? Jingzhou Young Master also has their pride, not to mention the reward promised by General Yan!

"Add another level!"

During constant dodge, Ji Chang said hardly.

Brother Young Master, who is responsible for manipulating the formation, listened, and he hesitated. He pressed the fourteenth crystal.

"Om"

A blood drop flew up again, and a fierce speed set off a whirlwind in the center of the school yard.

Under the wind, Yi Yun frowned, and her palms sweated.

Stress!

He felt pressure again!

He feels that his already is on the limit, and it seems that he may be hit by cold iron blood beads at any time.

In the chaos of fire, Yi Yun closed her eyes.

When you close your eyes, everything around you becomes clearer.

Yi Yun uses his body to perceive the attack trajectory of cold iron blood beads, allowing the body to respond instinctively. Such evasion is more efficient.

"Huh? Close your eyes and avoid the attack by sensing the 'potential' of cold iron blood beads. This kid can do this step? This already is in a tiny step!"

Yan Menglong saw Yi Yun dare to close his eyes at this time, and suddenly he was interested. But he knew some things about Yi Yun. "Zhang Tan, when you said that this boy attracted Ziqi Dong, I still I think he may just be accidental. Now it seems that his understanding is really superhuman. This scholar is truly worthy of the name! "

Yan Menglong does not hesitate to us, Zhang Tan smiles, not to mention how happy he is.

Yan Menglong praised the soldier he had selected, and his face also had light.

Yan Menglong glanced at the flying fish costume boy next to him and said, "Zijun, what do you think of Yi Yun?"

The boy named Zijun is born with bright eyes, he said: "He walked out of the wilderness, it is really good to be able to do this step, but ... I will do the trick! And my speed, Much faster than him! "

Zi Jun is also a scholar, but also young and successful. Zi Jun does not serve anyone easily.

Yan Menglong smiled. This boy named Zi Jun has a personality that Yan Menglong likes very much.

You should be frivolous when you are young!

No one should be convinced when you are young!

In this way, Yan Menglong can feel the vitality. What Yan Menglong needs, Correct has been full of vitality and forging ahead.

At this time, Jichang already reached the limit on the big team.

He really wanted to give up. Just a cold iron blood drop, already scratched his sleeve.

But he looked at Yi Yun's forehead, and it seemed that as soon as the next second, he would be hit by the cold iron blood beads. He didn't want to lose anything, and still clenched his teeth.

"Stand on for a while and I will win! I am a man who wants to be a prince, how can I give up halfway?"

"I don't need to complete the 14th level difficulty. I just need to persist longer than him ...! He's so slow, he can only dodge by skill, he can't be perfect every time, he always Something went wrong! "

Jichang keeps persuading himself and strengthens his confidence.

However, when Yi Yun seems to be in desperation, he can save himself from danger. This feeling is like a hair hanging from a big rock. The hair seems to be broken, but it is constant!

Jichang is going crazy!

"Oh!"

When Jichang was upset, when he was nearing the limit, a cold iron blood ball wiped Jichang's thigh!

"Oh!"

Blood splattered, a piece of meat on Jichang's thigh was wiped off directly by blood beads!

Ji Chang groaned, his body was unstable, and another cold iron blood ball rushed towards his face and shot directly at his breastbone!

With this strike, Jichang already cannot escape!

His pupils shrink, his arms crossed to block.

"click!"

Ji Chang's body flew backwards, and his right hand blocking the cold iron blood beads was interrupted directly!

At this moment, another cold iron blood ball shot into Jichang's lower abdomen. Even if Jichang's muscles were tightened, this blood ball still penetrated Jichang's muscles and shot into him. Of the internal organs.

Continuous blows made Jichang spit out blood and fell heavily on the ground! (To be continued.)