My Sons And Daughters Are All God-Level Awakened, And The Pressure Is On Me

Chapter 75: Great Master Huarong, The Third Giant In Zhanrui City! 【Subscribe】

Listen to the system prompt sound.

A trace of surprise flashed in Yang Ming's eyes.

Feng Zun's spiritual talent.

It actually exploded.

It seems that luck is very good today... It is very suitable for killing people!

With an influx of powerful and unparalleled energy into the body.

Yang Ming immediately closed his eyes, with an expression of enjoyment on his face.

The content about the new talent also appeared in the depths of my mind at this time.

After a while, I saw Yang Ming suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a light blooming in the eyes that were as bright as stars.

"No wonder the opponent can dodge his own attack. It turned out to be judged by the wind direction. This talent is a bit interesting!"

[A Breeze] This talent has a total of two abilities, and they are both very practical.

The first ability is to increase the speed of warriors. Once the talent is used, he will summon a ray of spiritual wind like Feng Zun.

The spiritual wind covers both feet, and the speed is directly increased by five times.

The second ability is to predict the opponent's attack direction, no matter what kind of fighter, as long as he attacks, it will generate wind, and once the wind is generated, then Yang Ming will perceive the opponent's attack direction and react accordingly , can dodge, and can also counterattack with broken moves, the practical effect is very strong.

In addition to the above two abilities, the cooling time of this talent is also very short, only five hours, and the use time is one hour.

"The system opens the character panel!"

Yang Ming muttered a sentence in his heart.

Name: Yang Ming

Strength: 927 Dragons (Grand Master Jiuzhong)

Speed: 706 Dragons (Grand Master Seventh Layer)

Physique: 138 dragons (the first level of the great master)

Spirit: 18630 (becoming a god)

Artistic Conception: Artistic Conception of Sword (Dacheng), Artistic Conception of Sword (Dacheng)

Martial arts: Eight Desolation Boxing (Completion), Nine Layers Thunder Saber (Consummation)

Bloodline: Violent Bear Bloodline, Dark Feather Eagle Bloodline,

Talents: A Wisp of Breeze (Spiritual Level 5), Fire Phoenix Soul (Spiritual Level 2), Dark Feather Wings (Spiritual Level 1), Ant God Power (Spiritual Level 5), Fireball (Spiritual Level 1) , Iron Bear Overlord Body (Second Spirit Level)……………………

After the strength becomes stronger, even if the number of fighters below the master is large, it will not be able to increase the combat power too much.

The reason why the power attribute can be raised from the sixth level of the Grand Master to the ninth level of the Grand Master is almost entirely due to the contribution of Feng Zun Huo Zun and Grand Master Chen Jun.

Although it is impossible to kill ordinary people with too many attributes such as strength, but the improvement of spiritual attributes is immediate.

One group was killed at Beast God Ridge, and another group was killed here. Even though the spirit attributes provided by these people were pitiful, there were many people who couldn't hold back and died. In the end, Yang Ming's spirit attribute was doubled.

When the spiritual attribute broke through 10,000, Yang Ming immediately felt that his brain seemed to have undergone some kind of evolution, and the whole person became more awake and calm.

The soul seems to have been sublimated, and there is a feeling of being reborn.

But at that time, he was killing people, and he didn't have the energy to pay attention to this matter. After killing people, when he wanted to find that feeling, he found that he couldn't catch it.

"The talent [A Wisp of Breeze] can increase the speed by five times, so if I use this talent, my speed will be comparable to that of a peak third-level fighter. This is really good news." Yang Ming thought to himself.

A pungent smell of blood.

Suddenly it spread from all directions.

After Yang Ming smelled it, he frowned.

Then he brought his thoughts back to reality.

The White Cloud in the sky seems to have been stained red with blood, exuding a blood-red aura, and the ground is full of corpses of warriors, stumped limbs and broken arms, bloody and pungent, like Shura hell.

Yang Ming looked at the corpses on the ground, lost in thought.

This is not the wilderness, but the city center.

Killing so many people at once, although there is a reason for it.

But things will certainly not end so simply.

Although he could feel that the funeral was troublesome, Yang Ming was not afraid at all.

The real combat power is comparable to that of the peak fighters.

Based on this alone, the Ruicheng Martial Arts Bureau can't control him.

No matter how big a mistake the peak fighters make, they will be judged by members of the Holy Alliance.

When the matter is reported to the alliance, they will send people to check it. After deliberation... a set of procedures will go down, and it will take three months at the fastest, and a year at the slowest.

And this time is enough for Yang Ming to rise.

This is also the reason why he dared to kill people wantonly in full view.

"Forget it, I'd better get out of here first, otherwise it will always feel weird!"

Yang Ming's eyes are like the eyes of an eagle. He always feels very strange when he sees many people taking pictures of himself with their mobile phones on the buildings in all directions.

The Dark Wings had just stretched out, and before they could take off, Yang Ming saw a long convoy suddenly stop at the entrance of Fenghuo Building.

Hundreds of warriors of all levels holding swords walked out of the car with murderous looks on their faces.

When these people first got out of the car, they were still furious.

But when they saw the tragic scene, they all showed expressions of horror.

The mouth is wide open, as if it could swallow an apple raw.

Some are even disgusted.

I even vomited out the food I ate yesterday.

"It's people from Dahong Martial Arts Hall, why did they come here?"

Yang Ming saw that these people were wearing clothes with the word "Dahong" printed on them, so he immediately guessed their identities.

Didn't Lao Hong not support him coming over? Did he change his mind?

Sure enough, under Yang Ming's gaze.

Hong Yidao and Wang Porridge stood at the front of the crowd, one behind the other.

And when they saw the corpses all over the ground, Ba showed a surprised expression.

However, the master is worthy of being a master, and his ability to bear is strong.

After only being surprised for a short while, the two of them returned to normal.

Hong Yidao, standing in the forefront, suddenly took a deep breath.

And yelled loudly.

"Hong Yidao of the Dahong Martial Art Museum, come home because of God!"

This sentence is like a signal.

The overwhelming roar suddenly resounded through the entire sky.

"The Dahong Martial Arts Hall welcomes the evil god back home!"

"Big Red Martial Arts welcomes the evil god back home!"

After three beeps, everyone's eyes were on.

All of them looked at Yang Ming for a moment.

Seeing this scene, Yang Ming's face was still as calm as water.

But he still felt warm in his heart.

Stepping towards the crowd.

There was also a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Old Hong, didn't you suggest that I come over? What's the situation?" Yang Ming asked, pointing to the large group of warriors standing behind him.

"What else can happen, you are the owner of the Dahong Martial Art Museum, since you choose to come, then we will naturally not stay at home to watch the show...But, it seems that we are late." Hong Yidao Looking at the corpses on the ground, he said in shock.

"It's not too late at all, the timing is just right, by the way, Lao Hong, where is Lao Zhao? Why didn't I see him?"

Seeing that there was no figure of Hall Master Zhao Jun in the crowd, Yang Ming asked suspiciously.

"As the only cultural person among the four of us, Lao Zhao is currently holding a press conference at home." Hong Yidao explained.

"A press conference? What press conference?" Yang Ming continued to ask.

"The press conference on the all-out war between the Dahong Martial Arts Hall and the Fenghuo Martial Arts Hall." Hong Yidao.

"All-out war? Old Hong, you have a heart." Yang Ming immediately understood Hong Yidao's purpose after hearing this.

"It's nothing. We're just grasshoppers tied to a rope. As long as you're fine, then we'll be fine too." Now it's up to the Martial Arts Bureau to characterize this incident." Hong Yidao said seriously Said.

"Don't worry, we'll be fine!" Yang Ming nodded.

"Who said it would be all right? Do you think Grandmaster can run amok in Ruicheng? Shashen, you are too lawless!"

The ethereal voice came from all directions, with anger in the voice, chilling the hearts of those who listened.

As soon as the voice fell to the ground, another huge convoy drove quickly from a distance.

Hundreds of energetic Budo Bureau staff ran out of the car.

Then these people stood directly opposite to the group of Dahong Martial Arts.

After everyone came down, they quickly showed the same expressions as the group of Dahong Wuguan.

Some even vomited non-stop.

However, as a man appeared at the scene, the staff of the Martial Arts Bureau, who was vomiting at the scene, was so frightened that he swallowed what was in his mouth.

This person must be over 50 years old, but there is no sign of aging on his face, not even wrinkles.

His eyes are piercing, as bright as stars, and his body is boundless with energy and blood. Every time he takes a step, under the pressure of a powerful breath, there will be a slight ripple in the surrounding world.

After this person appeared, not only the staff of Martial Arts Bureau, but also the staff of Dahong Martial Arts Hall also saluted along with him.

Even Hong Yidao saluted, and Hong Yidao kept tugging at the corner of Yang Ming's clothes, hoping that Yang Ming would follow suit.

"See Great Master Hua Rong."

"See Great Venerable Hua Rong."

The voices of hundreds of people joined together, and suddenly a tsunami-like shout broke out.

The great master corresponds to the big monster-level beast, so the strongest of the human race in this realm.

Especially the strong human race who have made military exploits will be awarded the title of Grand Master by the Holy Alliance.

The peak of martial arts corresponds to a demon king-level beast, so the strong human race at this level will not be awarded the title of king.

0...... Ask for flowers O......

Although Yang Ming's combat power has reached the standard, he has not made any military exploits.

Therefore, it is not yet possible to call myself the title of Grand Master of the Human Race.

Even if Hong Yidao kept pulling him.

Yang Ming still didn't salute.

Although he didn't get the title of Grand Master of the Human Race, he was in the realm of Grand Master, and there was no need to salute when meeting warriors of the same level.

Besides, Great Master Hua Rong is the director of the Martial Arts Bureau, and he was the one who yelled out the question just now.

With such a bad tone, it was obvious that he came here to clean up himself.

At this time, when saluting, the momentum is inherently weak.

The two looked at each other, and Tian Xukong shot out the sparks of war.

Great Honorable Huarong saw this scene.

A look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"You kid still want to fight with me?"

"My lord, you read it wrong. Younger brother Yang definitely has no intention of fighting with you. You are the third giant-level powerhouse in Ruicheng and one of the patron saints of Ruicheng. Brother Yang is just not good at expressing himself. He definitely did not intend to offend you. What do you mean!" Hong Yidao quickly looked up and explained.

Wang Porridge on the side also helped to say, "Master Hong is right, brother Yang is just not good at expressing himself, he definitely did not intend to offend His Majesty."

"Huh!" Great Master Huarong snorted coldly, an invisible momentum suddenly erupted from him, like a mountain, falling on Yang Ming and the others.

This breath was terrifying, even Yang Ming frowned when he noticed it.

It is worthy of being a titled Grand Master of the Human Race.

Even the momentum emanating from his body is much stronger than that of ordinary grand masters.

"I'll ask again

Sha Myth, what are you talking about?"

After Huarong Dazun reprimanded Hong Yidao and the others, he turned his attention to Yang Ming and asked again.

"You kid, do you want to fight with me?"

"Puchi!" Yang Ming said directly after hearing this.

"I didn't expect that the majestic director of the Martial Arts Bureau, the human race Huarong Dazun, would not even know whether his opponent wanted to fight or not.

This sentence can definitely be called a provocation.

Yang Ming's idea is very simple, it doesn't matter if you are a great human race or not.

Since you are not polite to me, then naturally I will not be polite to you.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

Hong Yidao looked at Yang Ming with dull eyes.

Looking at his appearance, he seems to be saying: Brother, I have already talked for you like this, why are you still fighting against the wind?

It's normal for a strong man of Hong Yidao's level to think a little more.

However, the fighters of the Dahong Martial Art Museum behind him couldn't think so much. When they found that their own master was not afraid of even the director of the Martial Arts Bureau, they all showed shock in their eyes.

startled light.

Some people were happy and some were sad. After hearing what Yang Ming said, the staff of the Martial Arts Bureau stopped working.

"Sha Shen, you are too presumptuous, Master Huarong is the patron saint of Ruicheng, how can you talk like that?"

"Feng Zun Huo Zun is just a new grand master, they were killed by you, this doesn't mean anything, don't think that you are invincible, okay?

"Great Master Huarong is the third strongest person in Ruicheng, known as the third giant in Ruicheng, Shashen, although you are a great master, don't be too presumptuous."

"Great Master Huarong's status is so high, you dare to speak like that, Shashen, you are going too far."

The number one powerhouse in Ruicheng is the city lord of Ruicheng, known as the number one giant of Ruicheng.

The second strongest person is the owner of the Jilei Martial Art Museum, who is known as the second giant of Ruicheng.

The third is Grand Master Huarong, who is the director of the Martial Arts Bureau and is also known as the third giant of Ruicheng.

Yang Ming listened to the discussions of the people around him, but his expression remained calm.

Does not appear to be affected.

"Hahaha, how courageous, but to be honest, I really didn't know if you wanted to fight with me just now, but after listening to what your kid said, I am very clear about one thing now,

That is... you are too much to beat!"

After Hua Rong roared, he flew towards Yang Ming like a hungry tiger.

With a punch, the powerful force of Qi and blood stirred the void in all directions, sending out an ear-splitting roar.

Yang Ming has long been guarding against the opponent.

After seeing the opponent make a move.

The same punch quickly blasted out.

boom!

The moment the fists collided, an invisible wave of air swept away in all directions centered on the two of them.

Some warriors with slightly stronger strength were directly defeated by

Even a powerful martial artist soon showed a shocked expression on his face.

Don't be shocked!

The two hit.