The evil god is actually me!

Chapter 166 Don't Keep Your Hands
"Wu Nianliu? Surnamed Su, a branch of the Su family?"

A hint of surprise appeared on Wang Lang's face.

"Uh, are there two more?"

Su Shijie really didn't know.

"Then you should be with curator Su Rou, I remember that she seems to be in..., Prosperity City? Uh..."

Wang Lang recalled it for a while, then thought of something again, looked at Su Shijie with a strange face, and said tentatively.

"Could it be that something happened to Prosperity City, and then you ran to Jiangnan City, and then came to Binhai after something happened in Jiangnan City?"

Changsheng's Emperor's bloody case had a considerable impact, and because believers of evil gods were also involved, it was brought out again after something went wrong in Jiangnan City.

It was natural for Wang Lang to make associations so quickly.

"Congratulations, you guessed it right."

Su Shijie showed a stiff smile. It wasn't his plague god, but he took the initiative to find troubles that detonated in the past, and he saved most of the people!
"Did Director Su Rou not explain the situation of the 'Wu Nian' stream to you? Can you see that Director Su Rou did not recruit students with great fanfare?"

Wang Lang moved his hands and feet.

"Well, because of her grandma's family?"

Su Shijie remembered that Su Rou said that Wu Nian Liu was developed by her grandmother.

"That's right, although Senior Ye Wan intends to pass it on to the Su family, after all, she is a collateral branch of the Ye family, and the Ye family is also an earl family with its own floating city. After Senior Ye Wan enters the starry sky for training, they will naturally occupy it." leading."

Wang Lang didn't put on airs, and explained to Su Shijie patiently.

Although he didn't say it clearly, Su Shijie could naturally understand the meaning.

I'm afraid that Su Rou just wanted to avoid trouble, that's why she didn't make a big deal of it all the time, she just managed her small gym in a low-key way.

"I didn't expect that although the Su family has fallen, there will be another hero besides Su Rou."

Wang Lang said with emotion.

Being able to control the no-mind flow, coupled with the ability he has shown in the late ninth level of awakening after moving now, coupled with his younger age than himself.

After becoming famous, she will definitely get a certain amount of attention in the entire Federation, especially if she is so good-looking and can attract a lot of fans.

Su Shijie also didn't tell Wang Langte that he and Su Rou were relatively distant relatives, so let's just think so.

After the simple exchange of greetings, Wang Lang also drew out a wooden sword and made a simple gesture

"I'm also using the strength of the late ninth level of awakening, let me see how well you have mastered Curator Su Rou's skills. I suffered a lot in the last sparring."

Hearing Wang Lang say that he had a hard time competing with Su Rou last time, Su Shijie's expectations for him immediately dropped significantly.

Not to mention Su Rou's own growth, but the current Curator Su Rou's skill has also been overtaken by him.

Perhaps, you can put some water in and try it with the strength of the middle or early ninth level, otherwise it seems a bit bullying...

Da~pa~
With a block and counterattack, the sword in Wang Lang's hand was directly knocked away, and the scene was suddenly silent.

Su Shijie is also a little confused, I only use the early stage of level nine, you have mastered three genres, are you so inferior.

This is just using Wu Nianliu. If Wang Lang's own three schools are counted, he feels that he can go down further!

This is not Su Rou's self who had no foundation in fighting back then, this is a master who has mastered the three schools.

That's it?

Not to mention Su Shijie's bewilderment, Wang Lang and the melon-eating crowd beside him were even more bewildered at this time!
What the hell!

What's going on here?
"Uh, my skills may be slightly better than curator Su Rou's. Next time, I will control it."

Su Shijie silently adjusted his strength to the early stage of the eighth level, which was the same as the limit when Su Rou defeated himself for the first time.

In this way, there should be a back and forth...

"I don't want to fight anymore, I want to practice..."

Wang Lang looked at the sky speechlessly, his talent has always been recognized by everyone, even though he has a good personality and doesn't put on airs, he also knows that he is a genius among geniuses!
But now to be defeated by someone younger than him with strength not as good as his, this is really shocking.

Fortunately, my evolutionary level and bloodline level still have an absolute advantage, and my overall strength is much stronger, otherwise it would really hurt my self-confidence.

Wang Lang comforted himself and felt a little better.

After all, I can't spend too much time on genre combat skills.

"You don't need to suppress it, just go all out, and I will use more force depending on the situation."

After regaining his confidence, Wang Lang said solemnly to Su Shijie.

"it is good."

The corner of Su Shijie's mouth twitched, he wouldn't really go all out, let's use the power of the late ninth level of normal awakening.

But having said that, I am only in the middle of level nine now...

……

Da~da~da~pa~
In the completely emptied scene, terrifying strong winds staggered, and sonic booms appeared from time to time, causing the entire scene to roll up a fierce air current.

If the off-site coaches and students are all good, I'm afraid even watching the game will be difficult!

At this time, there were afterimages of Wang Lang everywhere in the field.

Su Shijie, who was surrounded in the middle, continued to receive all of Wang Lang's attacks with the smallest movements and moves.

On the whole, the word elegance is perfectly displayed.

On the surface, Wang Lang has fully demonstrated the characteristics of the 'Remnant Wind' combat technique.

It was completely Wang Lang who carried out the main attack and had the absolute upper hand.

The coaches who were able to keep up with the rhythm slowly began to discuss intensely

"The Seventh Young Master still keeps his hand, and only uses one genre."

"But the power used by the Seventh Young Master has surpassed the transformation, right?"

"This Mr. Su's skills are simply amazing."

"Wu Nian Liu, I didn't expect it to be so strong!"

"Looking at the young age, I'm afraid he will become famous in a battle."

"Although overall speaking, it is much worse than the Seventh Young Master, but it can be regarded as an honorable defeat..."

"..."

Ignore the side discussions of these half-baked coaches.

Wang Lang, who was attacking like a storm, felt his heart trembling at this moment.

What uses only one genre?
Originally, he wanted to use the broken armor to break the opponent's sword.

But after contacting him, he found that the opponent's power of shock had completely neutralized and neutralized his school's combat skills.

What the hell!

What the hell is this?

Did you really figure out the essence of the three major genres by relying on those half-baked guys?
Because the penetrating power of 'Ji Jin' was too damaging, now he used the power of the transformation level to deal with it, and he was always worried that he would not be able to hold back.

But after the broken armor was completely neutralized, Wang Lang also made up his mind.

Twist the strength of the whole body into one, and then explode with 'extreme strength', and go straight to Su Shijie along the wooden sword in his hand through the air.

Su Shijie, who had been resisting all this time, couldn't help but feel happy when he saw the opponent's strength.

"finally come."

The backhand is also very explosive, ready to neutralize it like the broken armor before.

But soon, Su Shijie's face changed slightly.

Because he found that he was playing extremely hard, and after he ran into it, he directly shattered the opponent's strength!
Then it ran over!

What the hell!

This guy stays...

"Be careful……"

On the other side, Wang Lang also suddenly felt a creepy feeling.

His dangerous instinct told him that if he didn't handle it well, he would die!

This Nima!
"I... poof~"

As soon as he spoke, Wang Lang spurted blood and flew backwards, fell to the ground with a thud, and started to twitch.

The wooden sword in his hand also completely burst from the inside out, shooting towards the surrounding people like bullets.

There was a burst of crying father and mother...

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Second update~
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