New Order Plan

Chapter 132 A Strong Wind! Please let it blow for this moment!

Strong wind, strong wind.

Please let the wind blow for this moment.

I will spread my wings and fight alongside you!

With a whoosh, huge, white wings sprouted from Tang Wenli's back and suddenly spread out to the sides.

At the same time, a strong wind swept through the sky, causing the plants to bow their heads and bend over.

Sand and stones flew across the ground, and even the rain subsided considerably.

The few team members watching the battle were unsteady on their feet and huddled together behind the black dragon.

coming!

The captain in top form!

They met again; the last time was two years ago.

"That kid's really finished now. Shall we open the market?"

"Ten thousand each, I bet it'll be over in three minutes."

"Three minutes? How much do you underestimate the captain? I bet that kid will be turned into bloody mud in two minutes at most."

"Why do I feel like something's not right? Didn't you guys notice that kid seemed completely at ease the whole time?"

"Huh? Are you out of your mind? The captain just used a basic attack, and that kid used his ultimate. It's obvious who's stronger."

"That's right, I admit that guy is very strong, but unfortunately he can only stand on the ground and take a beating now. Just thinking about it is despairing."

"That's true, being able to fly gives you a 50% chance of winning, unless he mutates."

The four men set up a betting pool, hiding behind the black dragon while simultaneously peeking out with their eyes to secretly observe the battle.

A strong wind howled, and dark clouds churned.

Tang Wenli's pupils contracted and changed shape, becoming round and sharp, like the eyes of an eagle.

His eyebrows had turned white and thickened, swaying and fluttering in the wind, giving him a somewhat ethereal appearance.

A strong sense of oppression washed over me.

Jiang Qingshan was not afraid at all and charged forward with his water blade.

The instant he made the move, Tang Wenli flapped his wings and took off into the air.

The blade struck, and the man flew.

Jiang Qingshan's attack missed its mark. Looking up, he saw Tang Wenli hovering in mid-air, looking down at him indifferently, as if he were looking at an ant about to die.

"Feather Blade... Storm!"

The words fell.

Countless glowing feathers flew from Tang Wenli's wings, scattering towards the ground like a celestial maiden scattering flowers.

These feathers, like missiles, rained down indiscriminately, bombarding the entire area below.

Explosions erupted one after another, sending dust flying everywhere.

The four people hiding behind the black dragon shrank back.

"it's over."

"I won in less than a minute."

"I was saying... wait, something doesn't seem right."

"Um?"

The four looked up and saw that the strong wind had blown away the dust, and the figure was standing there unharmed.

Upon seeing this, Tang Wenli's eyes sharpened, and his previous arrogance faded somewhat.

Without wasting words, he raised his hand and gently waved it in the air, saying, "Wind Deflection Field!"

As if the strong winds had comprehended his command, several opposing high-pressure air currents pressed against Jiang Qingshan from all directions, rendering him instantly immobile, as if he had been buried in the ground.

Jiang Qingshan tried to resist, but found it difficult to break free.

Tang Wenli snorted coldly, not wanting to waste any more time. So he folded his wings in front of him to protect himself, adjusted his posture, aimed at Jiang Qingshan, and charged over at high speed.

Winged Assault!

Bang!

With a loud bang, a crater several meters in diameter was smashed into the ground.

Tang Wenli rose from the smoke and dust.

Call ~

He should be dead now.

He's a tough opponent to beat.

So far, the only opponent who has pushed him to this point is this guy.

It took some effort, but that was all.

Tang Wenli shook the mud off his wings, feeling extremely disgusted by it.

He cherished his pure white wings.

It's time to rest.

He was preparing to fly towards the Black Dragon to reunite with his team when he looked down and was immediately shocked, a look of doubt appearing in his eyes.

On the ground, Jiang Qingshan stood calmly at the edge of the pit, his eyes fixed on Tang Wenli.

To be honest, this guy has quite a few tricks up his sleeve; that little combo he just used could have really killed someone.

Fortunately, he was quick-witted. He used the bubbles to seal himself and then used his telekinesis to move the bubbles, successfully neutralizing the opponent's killing move.

The principle is similar to transplanting plants.

The strong wind did slow him down slightly, but it wasn't a big problem.

Jiang Qingshan looked at Tang Wenli and returned his words verbatim: "Is this all the strength you have?"

Tang Wenli's expression changed slightly, and he felt a vague unease in his heart.

What's going on with this guy?

He actually managed to dodge his strongest combination attack!

He had used this move to kill many compatible individuals and had never failed.

Not quite right.

This guy seems a bit weird.

But he was just a water-type user, so he didn't pose much of a threat.

Even if we just wear them down, we can eventually wear them down to death.

An individual's physical strength has its limits; it's impossible to maintain a high-energy combat state indefinitely.

He has an absolute advantage in this regard.

The strong wind will give him the power to fly!

Seeing that Tang Wenli remained silent, Jiang Qingshan smiled slightly and said, "Then it's my turn next!"

Tang Wenli was taken aback upon hearing this.

Before he could react, he saw Jiang Qingshan slowly ascend into the air while condensing water blades.

Tang Wenli was immediately shaken, and his cold and arrogant expression completely disappeared from his face.

below.

The four pairs of eyes behind the black dragon stared as if they were about to burst open.

"He...he...he...flying...flying!"

"This is...this is...a ghost."

"That's impossible! How did he do that???"

"Where in this world can you find a water-type user who can fly?"

The four stared blankly at the figure that soared into the air, their hearts filled with utter horror.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed such a thing could happen.

Even if they were bragging, they wouldn't dare to brag like that.

Can water-type individuals fly?

Saying things like that will definitely get you beaten up.

"This doesn't seem... good."

Someone suddenly blurted out this, and the four of them instantly looked at each other, falling silent with their own thoughts.

air.

Jiang Qingshan hovered opposite Tang Wenli: "You're out of tricks, but I still have some."

Tang Wenli frowned, and a hint of apprehension appeared in his eyes.

He said nothing, and simultaneously conjured feather blades in both hands, becoming fully focused and on guard.

This guy is really weird.

Could this be an effect that comes with the weather superpower?

Fate has been far too kind to this guy.

"The sky is my domain. If you want to beat me, try it first."

Tang Wenli suddenly flew upwards.

Jiang Qingshan followed closely behind without hesitation.

The two circled in the air for a while, one after the other. Tang Wenli saw that Jiang Qingshan was still relaxed and at ease despite the strong wind, without any sign of strain. His heart began to sink.

Damn.

What kind of freak is this?!

Although not a flying type, it flies more easily and happily than many flying type users.

Tang Wenli looked back and saw Jiang Qingshan constantly changing his posture, flying vertically, horizontally, and even flying provocatively while lying down.

Not only that, but it was also quite fast, maintaining a constant distance from him at all times.

Tang Wenli felt deeply ashamed.

He had never been humiliated like this before!

He originally intended to use this to wear down the other party, but now it seems to be somewhat futile.

Forget it.

Let's start fighting!

Tang Wenli performed a somersault and charged swiftly toward Jiang Qingshan, simultaneously unleashing his Feather Blade Storm for all-around pressure.

Jiang Qingshan stopped.

Bright golden blood vessels instantly appeared in his eyes.