Waste material little evil concubine: Demon Lord, come to fight!

Chapter 446 Cultivation and Strength Are Never the Same Thing
The arrogance on Chang Yao's face gradually disappeared, and he became very serious as he listened to Baili Qingyue's speech. Even Luo Changge became thoughtful, and let go of the hand that was holding Chang Yao's fat face .

After all, he is his only disciple, so of course Lord Mojun can't really ignore him.

Baili Qingyue hated iron for being weak and taught him a lesson: "Cultivation and strength are never the same thing. A high cultivation does not necessarily mean a strong strength. Otherwise, where in this world would there be such a thing as leapfrog fighting?"

"What's more, your current cultivation level is so low that it can be ignored."

His eyes flicked over the thugs and monsters who were fighting in a mess in the Colosseum: "Although these are mortals and low-level monsters, each of them has more combat experience than you. In front of killing, sometimes, enough actual combat experience can save a person's life."

As he spoke, he smiled lazily again: "Of course, if you have enough strength, experience, or actual combat, you can directly crush them with devastating power. "

"The premise is that you must first have the power to defy everything."

"If not, just endure hardships honestly, instead of trying to be lazy."

Chang Yao immediately stood up, and he who had been at odds with the eldest son suddenly felt the eldest son's good intentions for him at this moment.

Chang Yao bowed firmly to Baili Qingyue, and his waist turned to ninety degrees.

He said to Baili Qingyue: "I know I was wrong, thank you, Young Master."

He had a little more fighting spirit on him, and after saying this, Chang Yao ran down from the auditorium and joined the chaos on the scene.

The thugs who were fighting with the monsters were furious when they saw Chang Yao reappeared in the field. This damned little bastard actually dug such a big hole for them, causing them heavy casualties.

You know, they have been in such a mess for so many years as thugs in the Colosseum, and they have never suffered such serious casualties. Now, it is all because of this little kid that they are in such a miserable situation.

Just now Chang Yao ran away suddenly, they were dragged by the monsters and couldn't get away, all of them were itching with hatred, a few escaped from the attacks of the monsters, but for some reason they couldn't get close to the stands , so I could only watch Chang Yao dance and dance on it and stare blankly.

It's all right now, this little brat dared to run back by himself, even if they were dead, they would have to hold him back, otherwise I'd be sorry for their cruelty.

What was different from what they had expected was that this little boy had no intention of running away. Seeing their attack, he came forward instead and fought with them.

The monsters were aroused to be fierce. They didn't care whether they were their own people or not. They even bit the monsters, let alone humans. And those thugs could concentrate on dealing with the monsters just now, but now there was another Chang Yao who needed to be on guard. It became even more flustered, and the pressure was even greater than before.

The scene in the Colosseum has become a three-party melee, two of which are both human and monsters, and only Chang Yao is alone, alone.

But he wasn't stage fright at all. Instead, relying on his agility, he kept directing attacks to his opponents and letting them hit themselves.

Several times, the attacks of the thugs were directed to the monsters, and those monsters chased and bit the thugs frantically.

The fire on the monster has never been extinguished, and it continues to spread to other people and other monsters. There are so many people and monsters, only Chang Yao is not afraid of these fires. You can also use your hands to retract them and throw them out again.

In this kind of battle, the spirit is highly concentrated, every time you have to pay attention to whether there is an attack around you that will fall on you, and you have to estimate from which direction the next attack will come.

You also need to calculate how you should hide, from which direction to hide, how likely is it to hide, and if you can't hide, what will you do?If he is attacked, how much damage will he cause, how much power will he have left to fight back, can he wait for the opportunity to fight back and retreat completely?

Every thought is generated in the light of calcium carbide, and at the same time as every thought is generated, countless thoughts will come together. At the beginning, before he can figure it out, the body responds faster than the brain.

But his fighting with others continued, and he gradually integrated into it. Later, when he saw the opponent raised his hand and turned to one side, he already knew what the opponent was going to do, and how he should fight back.

Chang Yao has been completely immersed in the consciousness of war, his brain is running fast, his heart and eyes are full of attacks, and he doesn't even notice that he is covered in blood now, and he looks very scary.

Later, his movement strength became very precise, and he could accurately grasp the enemy's vital points almost with a single shot, leaving no room for people to resist.

Originally, these were mortal warriors, but they were not his opponents at all when Chang Yao had drawn his energy into his body. At this moment, Chang Yao regarded them as objects for actual combat training. It's just their weakness, he wants to win in the fastest and most labor-saving way.

Let alone a ten-year-old child, even a martial artist who has cultivated for a lifetime can't achieve such a method. The thugs were so frightened that they couldn't even avoid it.

At this time, even if they didn't want to fight anymore, Chang Yao would pester them not to let them escape.

As Chang Yao's movements became more and more proficient, he didn't realize that the aura of his physical strength was also flowing more and more smoothly. Before he knew it, a thin layer of aura was gradually produced to cover his body surface, Form a defense.

Gradually, there were fewer and fewer people and monsters in the Colosseum. They killed more than half of them by killing each other, some died in the hands of Chang Yao, and some of the rest were seriously injured and could not move. It spread to or was accidentally trampled to death by monsters, and some were burned to death by fire.

In short, in the end, only Chang Yao was left standing in the entire Colosseum.

His body was covered in blood, and the color of his clothes could hardly be seen.

Chang Yao recovered from the battle, and was startled by the strong smell of blood on his body. He raised his hand and wiped his face. There was also blood on his face, and there were still a few blood beads hanging on his eyelashes. The scenery was a little red, and Chang Yao looked confused.

It seemed, as if, possibly, he had done something extraordinary.

Luo Changge saw Changyao standing in a daze among the corpses all over the ground, and felt that the child might have a psychological shadow in the future, so he got up and walked in that direction, wanting to enlighten him, but he couldn't let such a young child Nightmare every day is not.

(End of this chapter)