The first female physicist: Feng occupies the world

Chapter 64 Tianyuan Conference 17
There was always a mocking smile on the corner of Zi Yueying's mouth, looking at the faint light in the eyes of the man in front of him, as if looking at a dead walking corpse.

The foreign man met Shang Ziyueying's eyes, trembled for no reason, and secretly screamed that he was not good. Just now, the young man had no aura around him when he came on stage. He automatically understood that this young man was just a young disciple who had just started, but now the real contest was about to begin. Suddenly, Ziyueying let go of the aura around her, and the man instantly felt a feeling of being suppressed.

This feeling made his chest feel tight, as if someone was pressing on his heart so that he couldn't breathe smoothly—this was the suppression of the aura of a master.

Now that he thought about regretting that he had already played, the man stopped talking, took out a flute from his waist, and started to blow it, the gecko in his hand started to move.

These are not unusual at all, after all, there are many people from other regions who control snakes and beasts in the city these days, but black smoke started to come out from the flute of the man on the stage. get moving.

Zi Yueying stood on the stage coldly, her hands still empty, she didn't move or make a move.

The man blew the flute for a few seconds, and all the geckos transformed into black smoke from the flute tube came out. The man put the flute back on his waist, and put the gecko on his hand into his mouth.

"Disgusting!" Amber almost vomited when she saw this scene.

At the same time, Ziyueying moved, the man swallowed the gecko, his face was like a bluestone in an instant, and he also moved, but every time he took a step, not only was there black smoke all over his body, but the palm of his hand also carried this smoke. Ask, the black smoke must be poisonous.

At this time, Hu Po had a new look at Zi Yueying on the stage. It turned out that he hadn't moved all this time, not because he was acting cool, but because he was waiting for the man in front of him to complete the preparations... Zi Yueying treated an opponent on stage like this. Fool, that is, the other party is too weak for him.

The fact is exactly like this, the man exudes a thick black poisonous gas, he works from left to right, with constant palm wind, the black breath takes up all the seats on the stage, as if the sky is full of black death breath.But no matter how the black gas expanded its territory, it still couldn't even touch the corner of his clothes. After a few rounds, the man was out of breath, and Ziyue Ying landed proudly like the wind, as if walking on the stage.

The purple line in the middle of the dense black gas flutters back and forth like a beautiful butterfly still flying in the storm.

The blackness gradually slowed down. The foreign man really couldn't believe how such a fast person, faster than the wind, could escape the attack of his own poisonous smoke...

It's just that during these kung fu, Ziyueying has never brought out his personal weapon. In his opinion, the person in front of him still can't use his own weapon.

"Stop playing!" The cold voice echoed in the man's ear very clearly.

The man was stunned, and he stood there looking at this young man who was fighting with him, no, to be precise, he avoided him for more than twenty rounds. A smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his lips, although his hands still had no Any weapon, but the foreign man still feels the danger...

"Hiss...beep beep..." There was a strange sound like playing silk and bamboo on the field.

The foreign man on the field suddenly started to dance wildly, and Hu Po on the stage opened his eyes wide. What's going on?Reversed again?Everyone saw that the purple-clothed boy was holding a gourd-shaped thing in his hand at some point, playing a strange tune by his mouth...

(End of this chapter)