Bang!
Bang!
Everyone's vision blurred, and two figures flew out.
Out of the twelve, seven were left. In the blink of an eye, another two were lost.
They didn't dare to attack rashly and circled around in fear. Since the fight had reached this stage, they more or less understood that this kid was very strange. They didn't know what kind of special cultivation method or martial technique he used, but it was very suitable for group fights. There was a saying that went, 'Take advantage of the chaos, fish in troubled waters'. They couldn't give him a chance.
At least, before they figured out his background, they couldn't attack him in groups.
Zhang Xing looked around. There were five Demon Emperors and two War Emperors left. The corner of his mouth rose into a mocking smile.
He was quite satisfied with the effect of the Dragon Fist and Divine Sense.
It was just that the amount of activity was a little small. He had only thrown five punches. Seven more punches to practice!
Thinking of this, he raised his right fist. Before he could punch, the seven people around him scattered and jumped more than ten meters away.
Uh!
Why did they all run?
He stepped forward and looked at the Demon Emperor in the middle. When his eyes met, the Demon Emperor floated more than twenty meters away and nervously cast three shields on himself. One was to increase his attack speed, and the other was to escape at any time with the Levitation Technique!
Damn!
How can I fight if they run so far away?
He looked at the Demon Emperor on the left. Before his eyes met, he also ran away.
He looked at the one on the right. He ran faster than the two in front.
There were four people left. Without looking, they consciously followed the team and retreated twenty meters away.
They had no choice but to dodge. No one wanted to be beaten up. They were so embarrassed that they almost vomited blood.
When had the twelve Emperors been so passive?
That kid was clearly a Junior Grand Magus. There was a gap of one or two Minor Realms between them, but they couldn't hit him. It was very strange.
The surrounding soldiers, warriors, mages, and the family members of the prince's residence all looked at each other in confusion.
Zhang Xing's speed was too fast. Those low-level warriors didn't know what was going on at all. They just looked at the Emperors flying away one after another.
Those at the King Realm and above felt their vision blur as they saw Zhang Xing throw out a punch.
After that, they were all dumbfounded. Those people scattered as if they had been electrocuted. Their faces were filled with horror. Zhang Xing took a step forward. Whoever he saw ran. Why did they run?
Weren't they fighting?
Wasn't the group of experts fighting happily? Why were they suddenly scared away by Zhang Xing? What happened in between? Or did Zhang Xing turn into a cat and they turned into mice?
Weren't you so aggressive a moment ago, threatening to kill me? Why do you look so fearful now?
Don't tell us that you're just playing around?
Lei Dongtian, the number one Combat Emperor, was the one who knew the ropes.
With such a ferocious group attack, even he would be flustered if he went up. He might even be injured.
Every time Zhang Xing dodged the attacks, he seemed to be extremely fast, and he was also able to counterattack effectively.
Was there some kind of profound Martial Skill involved in this?
That must be it. There was no other explanation.
Those people's eyes were full of confidence when they were attacking. It was not until one of them was blown away that they realized what had happened.
In other words, no one had noticed Zhang Xing's movements. Their every move, every change, and every flaw in their attacks were all under Zhang Xing's control.
There was only one explanation for being able to observe everything so clearly. He must have mastered some kind of profound martial skill.
Although he did not know what kind of martial skill it was, he must have reached the second step, the realm of the meticulous!
No!
No!
It was the integration of nature and man!
Thinking of this, Lei Dongtian's whole body trembled.
It was impossible!
He was only seven years old. How could he have reached the third step?
Boom!
Boom!
Everyone's eyes blurred. Then, two figures were blown away.
Only seven of the twelve were left. In the blink of an eye, they had lost two more.
They did not dare to attack recklessly anymore. Instead, they started to circle around in fear. Since they had been fighting like this, they had more or less realized that this kid was very strange. They did not know what kind of special martial skill he had used, but it was very suitable for group fights. There was a saying that went, 'Take advantage of the chaos and fish in troubled waters.' They could not give him any chance.
At least, before they figured out his background, they could not attack him in groups.
Zhang Xing glanced around. There were five Demon Emperors and two Combat Emperors left. Zhang Xing's lips curled into a sarcastic smile.
He was quite satisfied with the effect of the Dragon Fist and Divine Sense.
However, the amount of movement was not enough. He had only thrown out five punches. Seven more punches to practice!
Thinking of this, he raised his right fist. Before he could punch, the seven around him scattered and jumped more than ten meters away.
Eh!
Why did they all run away?
He took a step forward and looked at the Demon Emperor in the middle. The moment he looked at him, the Demon Emperor floated more than twenty meters away. He nervously cast three shields on himself, one to increase his attack speed, and the other to help him escape at any time!
Damn!
How could he fight when he ran so far away?
He looked at the Demon Emperor on the left. Before he could look at him, he had also run away.
Then, he looked at the one on the right. He was running even faster than the other two.
There were four people left. Without looking, they followed the team and retreated twenty meters away.
They had no choice but to dodge. No one wanted to be beaten up. They were so embarrassed that they almost vomited blood.
When had the twelve Emperors been so passive?
That brat was clearly a Junior Grand Magus. There was a gap of one or two Minor Realms between them, but they could not hit him. It was very strange.
The surrounding soldiers, warriors, mages, and the family members of the prince's residence all looked at each other in confusion.
Zhang Xing's speed was too fast. Those low-level warriors did not know what was going on at all. They just looked at the Emperors flying away one after another.
Those above the King Realm saw a blur in their eyes. They seemed to have seen Zhang Xing throw out a punch …
After that, they were all dumbfounded. Those people scattered as if they had been electrocuted. Their faces were filled with horror. Zhang Xing took a step forward. Whoever he saw ran. Why did they run?
Were they not fighting?
Were they not having a good time fighting? Why were they suddenly scared away by Zhang Xing? What happened in the middle? Or did Zhang Xing become a cat, and they became mice?
Weren't you so aggressive a moment ago, threatening to kill me? Why do you look so fearful now?
Don't tell us that you're playing around? '
Lei Dongtian, the first War Emperor, watched the show.
Facing such a fierce group attack, he would be flustered if he went up. He might even be injured.
Zhang Xing seemed to dodge the attack at an extremely fast angle every time, and he also counterattacked effectively.
Was there some kind of profound Martial Skill involved in this?
That must be it. There was no other explanation.
The eyes of those subordinates were full of confidence when they attacked. It was not until one of them was sent flying that they came to their senses.
In other words, no one noticed Zhang Xing's movements. Their every move, all the changes and flaws in their moves were under Zhang Xing's control.
To be able to see through everything and observe so carefully, there was only one explanation. Ou Yangming had mastered a profound skill to use mental power.
He did not know what kind of technique it was, but he must have reached the second step, the thoroughly meticulous state!
No!
No!
It was the integration of Heaven and man!
Thinking of this, Lei Dongtian trembled, and his hair stood on end.
This was impossible!
He was only 7 years old. How could he have reached the third step?