Dragon King I Am Supreme

The genius remembers the address of this site in one second: (Acupoint Chinese), the fastest update! No ads! "This is not an opponent that is not weaker than me. It seems I must summon the spirit!"

Wang Long jumped in his heart, raised the sapphire ring quietly, and whispered softly:

"Huangquan Difu, in my name, the spirit is high, now!"

Huh!

A gust of wind flew past, and a middle-aged man wearing a Song uniform was suddenly appeared.

"Gao Ye, you are the **** of Cuju, help me win this game!"

Seeing Ying Ling appear, Wang Long said immediately.

"No problem, but I have to attach it to your body, otherwise, my ghost art cannot be performed."

Gao Yan replied.

"Then, as long as you can win, you can do whatever you want!"

Wang Long didn't mind.

"No problem, although we can't win the heroic war, but in the field of Cuju, I am God!"

Gao Yan smiled with confidence.

The next moment, Gao Yong turned into a gust of wind, integrated with Wang Long, and attached to him.

"You are God?"

Lin Tianyou couldn't help but laugh at the mad words that Gao Ling said.

"Huh? Boy, what are you laughing at?"

Gao Yong shouted loudly. He heard a thick scorn from Lin Tianyou's smile, which made him feel ashamed.

"I've heard of you. He's a man who becomes an officer by playing football. Oh no, the Song Dynasty football should be called Cuju.

Well, you can use the cuju to mingle with the officials, and it really shows that you are a superb player! "

After a pause, Lin Tianyou continued:

"But unfortunately, now your opponent is me. Even if you are God, you must fall from the altar in the face of me.

Because I am Supreme! "

Lin Tianyou's tone and expression were ten thousand times more arrogant than when Gao Yue said he was a god.

Gao Yan's complexion looked unsightly. He glared, silenced for a few seconds, and gritted his teeth:

"Good boy, I'll show you later, who is the Supreme!"

The voice fell, and Gao's jersey was windless and automatic.

On his right foot is the soul power that only the exorcist can see.

Bring a long light to practice, kick the football under his feet suddenly to Lin Tianyou's chest.

It is not his goal to score a goal, his purpose is to use this ball to hit the rude kid in front of him!

boom!

A drum-like sound rang through the audience.

Like the thunderous sky, everyone in the audience was shocked.

"Bear, Xiong Jing, Lin Tianyou will be fine, right?"

Yau Xiaoran asked nervously.

The power of that ball has been so great that even their audience can feel it.

Even when they watch the World Cup, they don't see such a terrifying game.

Many people doubt whether Lin Tianyou's chest bone will be broken by this ball.

"Should, should be all right?"

Xiong Jing replied with uncertainty.

She never expected that playing a ball was as scary as playing a war.

However, their worries are completely superfluous.

The impact of football is huge, but it has no impact on Lin Tianyou.

He didn't even move his footsteps, stood proudly in place, and stopped the ball firmly at his feet.

"How is that possible? You have nothing at all?"

Gao Ling stopped, his eyes were incredibly thick.

"Are you joking?

With a heroic hero, you don't even have a demigod and a demon. Do you want to make things happen?

Who gives you confidence? !! "

Lin Tianyou's voice was indifferent, as if disdainful, but also as disdain.

"what did you say?"

Gao Yan's complexion was pale. He always thought that he was a god-like being in the world of Cuju, but the young man in front of him didn't seem to take him seriously.

"Gao Ye, this is a game. You just kick the ball in. It doesn't matter if you don't hurt him!"

Although Wang Long was possessed, his spirit was not overwhelmed, so everything in the field was in his eyes.

Immediately reminded Gao Yong.

"Yes, as long as I can score, what if he can't beat him?

My field is goals, not fights! "

Gao Ling was confident by Wang Long's words. Right now, he regrouped and stared at Lin Tianyou.

"Boy, we are playing football, as long as I can beat you in the score, I am still god!"

After that, he rushed to Lin Tianyou and wanted to steal the ball.

"Gao Ye, you kicked Ben Shao with the ball just now. Now Ben Shao kicks back, get ready!"

A crimson soul bloomed from Lin Tianyou's right foot, and then the light radiated to the surroundings, which instantly stretched the entire court.

"Go on!"

Lin Tianyou gave a low drink and kicked his right foot suddenly.

boom!

A strong violent sound blew, and the ball seemed to be covered with flames, tearing the air.

With this kick kicked, the football popped out like a cannon, and rushed towards Gao Feng like a bamboo.

Gao Ling was twenty meters away from Lin Tianyou, but in an instant, he felt a rush of force from the mountains.

Even the air around him was condensed by this force, and he wanted to retreat and was powerless.

"How is it possible, this is my ghost art, how can you use it ?!"

His pupils were wide and his eyes were full of horror.

The kick Lin Tianyou used to kick the ball was clearly the heroic ghost technique he had just used.

Except for him, it is impossible for a second person to use it.

As a result, Lin Tianyou not only uses it, but also uses more than ten times his power!

If you are not sure that the other party is an exorcist, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Gao Ling will definitely think that Lin Tianyou is a super hero who is a super-real god!

"Gao Ye, my body, don't break it, otherwise I'm dead, don't you think about it!"

The spirit of Wang Long looked at everything that happened in the field.

He was amazed that Lin Tianyou had such a strong power and was even more nervous about his body.

If the body is destroyed, he can never return to the soul, no difference from death.

Why doesn't Gao Yong know that this ball cannot be picked up by his body, otherwise he will die.

At the time of the crisis, Gao Ling put his hands in front of his chest and decided to prevent the blow with his hands.

Handball fouls are better than losing them all.

boom! !!

The football fell on his arm.

Gao Ling only felt that there had never been a fierce energy, and it swarmed over him, knocking him all over.

For a while, Gao Yuzhen, like his name, flew towards his own goal like a personal football.

Perhaps because of his great strength, the wind that rolled up when he flew backwards shattered the turf on the green ground, dragging a trail of dozens of meters in length!

thump!

After half a second, Gao Ling finally landed, like a pool of mud, and fell into the goal without a sound.

Jing, all the people on the entire court of Xizhou Vocational College became dead at this moment!

When have they seen such terrible football?

Is this still football?

Definitely like the superman war in science fiction movies!

"Oh, I'm not kicking, it's terrible, it'll be dead!"

Finally, some members of the vocational high school members reacted and screamed in horror and ran out of the football field.

"Wait for me. I won't play anymore. That man is a monster. Playing with him is not enough for ten lives!"

As the man yelled, the others reacted, pulling their legs and ending.