Volume 3: The Sword That Shines on the Demon Clan Chapter 18 Emperor Penguin Bloodline
Woo!
A pitch-black wind suddenly blew up, making a ghost-like sound. Bao Bufeng did not give in at all, and the black wind was highly condensed in his fist.
He had a slender figure and he punched out with a very standard bow stance.
Boom!
The loud noise echoed over the garden, and a strong wind suddenly arose, half red and half black, suddenly bringing a biting cold, and suddenly scorching heat, making people extremely uncomfortable.
"What? Private fighting is allowed in the arena?" Wang Chen remembered that there was a taboo in the arena that did not allow private fighting.
"That was a long time ago. Now, as long as no one is killed and no valuable buildings are damaged, the arena officials won't care. Besides, the arena is full of young and energetic geniuses, who can control them?"
Lu Jin looked at the two people and said without turning his head.
In just a few words, the outcome of their first confrontation was decided.
It turned out that Huo Tian, who claimed to be a senior, was knocked back by a punch, and then he took several steps back. Every step left a ball of fire on the ground.
This made him even more embarrassed and he roared madly.
"I want your life!"
Howling like a wolf.
Opposite him, Bao Bu Bao had a stern expression and was in an impeccable fighting stance.
"Okay, okay, don't be impulsive."
Just as the two were about to fight to the death, a feminine voice suddenly interrupted.
A figure flashed, and someone came to the red-haired man and patted him on the shoulder.
"He's a master." Wang Chen's heart moved.
What stopped the red-haired man from going crazy was a long-haired man with a slender face and a pair of pupils with only a hint of light, like the eyes of a venomous snake.
Likewise, his demonic power is also very cold.
"Newcomer, I like your arrogance." The man smiled at Bao Bufeng, but the smile was very cold.
Bao Bufeng frowned.
"Who are you?" he asked.
hiss!
Almost at the same time he asked this question, the sound of a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue suddenly rang out in the air.
Bao Bufeng's face changed drastically. He suddenly felt as if he was tied up by a giant python from ancient times. He couldn't even use the speed that he was so proud of.
Bang!
The long-haired man turned one of his arms into a long whip and swung it at Bao Bufeng's face, making a crisp sound.
And knocked him to the ground.
The sudden heavy blow made Bao Bufeng unconscious instantly. After a breath, he shook his head and tried to get up.
But he only felt the sound of wind in front of him, and the long-haired man suddenly rushed over and kicked him hard on the head, kicking him away.
Bao Bufeng fell into a coma again.
The red-haired man rushed forward and kicked Bao Bufeng hard on the head.
Even his body was dragged and slid a long distance on the ground.
"Newbies, get your bearings. Welcome to... the third level... of hell."
“Hahahaha.” The long-haired man opened his hands, made a hugging gesture, and laughed wildly towards the sky.
Everyone was as silent as a cicada.
Even Bao Bufeng, who was known as the king of the second floor, was beaten like a dog in an instant. At this moment, they just wanted to breathe lightly to avoid being affected.
Lu Jin had obviously recognized the person, but seeing the other party's ruthless methods, he didn't even dare to breathe. How could he dare to introduce him to Wang Chen?
The long-haired man finished speaking, looking around with a weird smile on his face, and counting with his fingers in a feminine voice.
"One, two, three, four..."
He drew out each number.
Finally, when he counted to the twelfth, he stopped.
"twelve!"
"It seems that in the past three days, the twelve newcomers to the third floor have all arrived. What a reunion."
"But some of the newcomers don't seem to have heard of me, like the one lying over there."
"Then let me introduce myself. I'm She Ming, and I'm ranked 32nd in the third-level fighting arena."
Hearing this ranking, several newcomers who had already done their homework were moved.
The ranking of thirty-two is already a very high position in a third-level arena with at least five hundred people. He can be regarded as a fighter with real skills and a well-known reputation in the third-level arena.
"Now, your chance has come!"
She Ming suddenly smiled strangely and sinisterly.
"From now on, you newcomers, just follow me, be my brothers, and listen to me. Then you will get candy, but I have to say this first."
"I like obedient brothers, but I really, really dislike disobedient ones."
"you……"
"Do you understand?!"
She Ming suddenly let out a sharp roar. In the eyes of everyone, he seemed to have turned into a giant cobra. Amidst the screams, he stabbed his fangs fiercely into the brains of the people around him.
All of a sudden, all the newcomers covered their heads, staggered to this and that, and made painful noises, with an idea in their hearts that they could not disobey.
"I understand. It is what we have been longing for. Brother She is willing to accept us as his younger brothers."
The man with tiger stripes nodded and fawned constantly.
"Please take care of me in the future, Brother She."
Several newcomers saw the opportunity quickly and came forward with warm faces.
“Not bad, not bad!”
She Ming seemed very satisfied with everyone's attitude.
"So, this gathering is not an official one?"
A voice sounded at an inopportune time and instantly became the focus of everyone's attention.
The person who spoke was Wang Chen. He frowned, knowing that he had been fooled.
Apparently, he was not familiar with the principle of message transmission of the monster card. He did not know how She Ming sent messages to his monster card, and he mistakenly thought it was a message sent by the official of the arena.
"I don't like disobedient brothers."
"Didn't you hear what I said just now?"
She Ming's face suddenly turned cold, and the atmosphere suddenly became cold and peaceful.
"I'm sorry, I'm not interested in being your brother."
Wang Chen turned and left.
It was obvious that this guy named She Ming was just a bully who wanted to recruit some followers.
"Is he crazy? How dare he go against such a high-ranking figure in the fighting arena?"
No one expected Wang Chen's reaction.
“It’s crazy!”
Lu Jin stared at Wang Chen with eyes wide open.
The tiger-striped man and several newcomers looked gloating.
They are waiting for a good show to begin.
The scene of She Ming and Huo Tian kicking Bao Bufeng like a dead dog is still vivid in our minds. How will these two penguins die?
"Where can you go if I don't speak?"
She Ming laughed in anger and raised his pale hand.
Suddenly, the surroundings became as cold as winter. A snake-shaped demonic power spread its wings above its head and came towards Wang Chen, strangling him with demonic power that could freeze his soul.
Just now, Bao Bufeng had no power to resist under this move and was subdued and at the mercy of others.
"This guy who doesn't know the current situation is doomed to die."
The tiger-striped man sneered in his heart. Who doesn't want to stand alone in the world without being controlled by others? But that requires extremely strong strength. If you stand alone without sufficient strength, that's not called pride, that's called stupidity!
It’s like the package just now was not sealed.
Seeing the ferocious snake-like demonic power coming towards him like a tornado, a golden light flashed in Wang Chen's palm. In an instant, the golden light became as bright as the sun, making people dare not look at it directly.
boom!
The terrifying true power suddenly burst out, like a golden fountain that caught people's eyes. In the face of the extremely powerful energy, the snake-like demonic power instantly turned into air flow and dispersed.
The majestic golden light instantly enveloped She Ming, illuminating his frightened eyes.
Boom! With a muffled sound, the huge rock at the edge of the fourth garden, which was unknown how deep and hard, suddenly shook, and a huge palm print appeared on the wall. In the middle of the palm print, She Ming's figure could be vaguely seen.
Everyone could hardly believe their eyes.
They all knew that Wang Chen reached the third level with the power of one palm, but no one had ever told them.
This palm is so terrifying!
Even fighters at the upper third level couldn't resist it.
The scene was eerily quiet.
Quack quack.
A drake-like laugh suddenly sounded.
The voice was very familiar, it was She Ming.
On the ground, his body, weak and boneless, stood up in a strange posture.
She Ming was naked at this moment, but he didn't feel anything strange and smiled strangely.
"Your name is Jiang Yu, right? You are of emperor penguin descent."
She Ming immediately called out the identity that Wang Chen used as a cover.
"Your palm strike was beyond my expectation, but it couldn't do anything to me. Now that you have already struck me with a palm strike, it will cost you a lot, ha ha ha ha."
If one wants to recruit followers, one naturally has to find out their background first. In case one encounters a super genius who has just joined the arena, it will be troublesome. Therefore, She Ming had already investigated the information of the twelve newcomers in detail, and he felt that it would not be difficult to take down these 12 people.
Even though Jiang Yu from the penguin tribe was beyond his expectations, he had successfully avoided the palm strike that the opponent could only swing out in a day by relying on his own unique skills, and at this moment he had already gained the upper hand.
"Brother, let me do it!"
The matter has been settled. The man with tiger stripes who also came here from the second level knew very well that Wang Chen could only swing one palm a day. He did not want to miss the opportunity , so he volunteered with a fierce look in his eyes.
