Are Saiyans weak?Have you ever seen Bai Shen

Chapter 231 Zhang He VS Bai Ling
Bai Ling jumped onto the ring.

The ring is a round black ring with an area of ​​more than [-] square meters and a height of three meters.

It is built with special dark matter materials and protected by a force field shield on the side of the platform.

It can offset the energy of less than 1000 million combat power, so that the nearby will not be affected.

This ring is also the strongest ring in the battle room of the Night Watchman.

After all, there are not many third-rank warriors in the whole world with a combat power of more than ten million.

"It's finally about to start. I think Zhang He is a little dangerous this time!"

"It's not only dangerous, I think it's more likely to be dangerous than good, Bai Ling is a fourth-rank warrior!"

"I don't think so. Didn't Zhang He easily block Bai Ling's punch just now?"

"Hehe, Bai Ling might not be serious about that punch, but Zhang He directly used the killer mace, the King of the World Fist. It has long been clear which one is stronger!"

"Hey! It's a pity, Zhang He is also considered the strongest boy among the younger generation of warriors, but he offended Bai Chan!"

"Do you have some brains? This is obviously aimed at Sun Lao. I really hope Zhang He can win! It's hateful!"

The night watchmen who were watching the battle in the audience chatted a lot.

Many people knew that this battle was between Bai Chan and Sun Lao.

But they dared not speak out, and could only cheer for Zhang He silently in their hearts.

However, they also recognized the fact that Bai Ling was a fourth-rank martial artist.

It belongs to the level of senior night watchmen.

Zhang He wants to win, but has no chance.

"Old Sun, I'm afraid Zhang He will have a hard time this time!"

At this time, Uncle Li, who was standing beside Old Sun, said worriedly.

He felt that Mr. Sun had always been protective of Zhang He.

But this time, Zhang He was not prevented from going on stage to fight, which is really unbelievable.

Elder Sun looked at Zhang He on the stage, showing a peaceful smile: "I believe in Zhang He, he will."

"He will lose, and more likely die!"

Suddenly, without knowing when, Bai Chan came over and interrupted and added: "And Bai Ling is always indifferent, once fighting, she will not be soft-hearted!"

"How about this! Old Sun, I can persuade Bai Ling to show mercy later!"

He smiled, and whispered: "The only condition is that you transfer away from the headquarters of the Night Watchman in Dragon City!"

"This is your ultimate goal! Zhang He, who seriously injured Wang Xiong and involved in the mission of Taoyuan Village, is to suppress Old Sun!"

Uncle Li was on the side, shouting indignantly: "A person like you, what qualifications do you have to arrange for Mr. Sun, you."

He wanted to say a few more words, but was stopped by Elder Sun raising his hand.

Elder Sun said directly: "I can agree to your request and be transferred from the headquarters of the Night Watchman in Dragon City!"

"My condition is not that you ask Bai Ling to be merciful, that would be too insulting to a Saiyan warrior!"

He looked at Zhang He on the stage, and said firmly: "My condition is to make a bet, and I bet Zhang He will win!"

"Zhang He won?"

For a moment, Bai Chan didn't understand what Sun Lao meant.

Elder Sun continued: "If Zhang He loses this competition, I will apply to the Federation Headquarters to be transferred from Dragon City!"

"And if Zhang He wins this game, you can't change and target at will, the rules and everyone in the Dragon City Night Watchman headquarters!"

"it is good!"

Bai Chan did not hesitate at all, and directly agreed: "Old Sun is straightforward, I like it!"

He smiled heartily and said, "Don't worry, if Zhang He wins, I promise not to change any of the original rules, and it won't be difficult for anyone!"

"but."

As he said that, he also looked at Zhang He on the ring, and said with some regret: "I have to remind Mr. Sun, once Zhang He loses!"

"He might really die! Do you want me to talk to Bai Ling and let him?"

"What do you think of a warrior?"

Elder Sun's expression froze suddenly, and he reprimanded seriously: "I really appreciate what Zhang He said before!"

"I am not a born king, but there is blood in my bones that will not let me bow my head."

"From an A-level Saiyan bloodline, Zhang He can grow to this day because of his determination and courage to not admit defeat!"

"Could it be that you want me to personally destroy the belief he relies on?"

Bai Chan sneered: "I admit, Zhang He has something to do with his current strength!"

"However, you will soon see how small and helpless those stupid beliefs and courage you mentioned are compared with real geniuses!"

As he spoke, he pointed to Bai Ling on the stage: "And he is a true martial arts genius!"

"Bang bang!"

Suddenly, there was a violent crash on the stage.

Several people couldn't help but refocused their attention on the ring.

At this moment, Bai Ling and Zhang He on the ring were fighting close to each other, fighting back and forth.

However, at this moment, Zhang He's whole body was burning with fiery red air waves, obviously using the form of the King of the World Fist.

This made the people nearby not take it seriously.

After all, Zhang He's combat strength is more than 200 million, and it reached nearly 500 million after using the Kaiwang Fist.

It can also barely fight with fourth-rank warriors.

It's just that everyone knows that Bai Ling won't simply spend 3 minutes with him all the time.

More importantly, Zhang He couldn't afford to spend so long after using the Full Power Realm King Fist.

Although now it seems that the two sides are evenly matched.

In fact, the outcome has already been determined.

Sure enough, the next moment, there were some changes in the arena.

on the ring.

Bai Ling jumped into the air, her left hand tightly grasped her right wrist, and her arm instantly bulged with veins.

A huge white energy spot gathered on the right palm.

"Buzz!"

The next moment, a rotating four-cornered cyclone wind blade emerged from the palm of his right hand, making a violent air friction sound.

At the same time, Zhang He, who was standing on the ground of the arena, also had a golden cyclone disk floating on each of his raised palms.

"It seems that Zhang He intends to use Qi Yuan Slash to deal with Bai Ling's spiral wind blade!"

"Hey! Although I hope Zhang He wins, Bai Ling's Spiral Wind Blade is made by using the power of her own blood! It is definitely not a simple martial skill of Zhang He that can compete!"

"That's true. Qi Yuan Slash is only an intermediate martial skill. Even after Zhang He's improvement, the power is still only that big!"

"Not only that, Bai Ling's spiral wind blade, after adding wind attribute energy, has great destructive power. Wang Xiong was seriously injured by this move just now!"

"However, the spiral wind blade just now was only half a meter in diameter, but now this one is a full two meters in diameter. Bai Ling used all her strength!"

"This is dangerous! If he is hit head-on, Zhang He will definitely die!"

For a moment, all the night watchmen watching the battle heard voices of despair.

And this time.

Bai Ling threw the huge white spiral wind blade with a diameter of two meters in the palm of her right hand at Zhang He who was on the ground.

At the same time, Zhang He also chopped off two golden Qi circles with a diameter of one meter in both hands, and threw them head-on.

However, during the flight, the two Qi circles split into four.

Four split into eight, and eight split into sixteen.

"Hehe, this is your improved martial skill, Qi Yuan Zhan Shadow Windmill?"

Bai Ling floated in the air, looked at the split Qi Yuanzhan, and smiled contemptuously: "I was blown away by the night watchman before, but that's all, just release a few more."

Suddenly, his voice stopped abruptly, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his eyes looked around.

At this moment, all around him were splitting Qi Yuan Zhans.

Looking at the number, it has exceeded a hundred.

More than a hundred golden air circles slashed, spinning rapidly in the air, rubbing a layer of white air wave ripples, and making a deafening air friction sound.

The next moment, they were like death cutting discs, cutting towards Bai Ling aggressively.

(End of this chapter)