Dream Evolution

>When Ye Nan activated his D-level skill, the strength that exploded from his body immediately shook Wang Ling's hands off his shoulders! In the light of the skill, the president's eyes were wide open, his throat let out a deep inhalation sound, his feet stepped apart, and his left fist and right fist were thrown together.

It was obviously just two fists, but after hitting it, it turned into an exploding fist shadow! The boxing shadows were like bombings, constantly flying towards Ye Nan, covering a large area in front of them!

"Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da..."

In the violent shouting, the wild male fists slammed forward desperately, and countless fist shadows kept hitting Wang Ling's body in the sound of the explosion.

"Appeared, appeared! This is the secret meaning of the president of the wild man: Hundred Split Fist! After each punch is punched, it will explode up, down, left, right, and middle five fist shadows! With the speed of one punch, hundreds of boxing shadows can be struck within ten seconds! Those who are attacked by this set of hundred crack fists will be smashed to pieces, this is an invincible fist! Under his fist, he will be smashed to the ground!"

Kudo, the slender man who had been on the street until now, has regained some strength. He was very embarrassed in the battle with Wang Ling before, and he was afraid of being punished in the future. Immediately hoarsely flattered, cheering for the president's skills.

Some of the delinquent teenagers had never seen the boss fight before. In Kudo's shouts, seeing that the boss really had great strength and played such a powerful skill, all of them showed shock and excitement in their eyes.

In this world where fists are respected, the more powerful. The more you will be respected and admired by people. These bad boys have always worshipped the strong and trampled on the weak.

In the face of such a fierce skill. Wang Ling flexed his arms to block, but each punch in this move was equivalent to a physical boxing. The attack range was too large, and the arm alone could not block all the attacks. Being bombarded by a lot of fist shadows, **** smell gradually appeared in his throat, and his chest was stuffy, obviously suffering from internal injuries.

In the sound of fists colliding with arms and skin, Wang Ling's sleeves on his arms and the T-shirt on his upper body. They were blasted out by the punches. If this set of skills hits ordinary people, then it will not only explode clothes, but also flesh and blood!

The ten-second skill time soon ended, and Ye Nan's eyes were wide open. Kudo's eyes were wide open, and the eyes of those delinquent boys who were watching the battle were wide open. Everyone looked at Wang Ling in disbelief, under such a ferocious blow, this mysterious young man. He still stood up straight, without taking a step back.

"Even an iron man has to fall, how is it possible!"

The most frightening is undoubtedly the president of the wild male, the power of the Hundred Split Fist is the most clear in his heart. The opponent was completely defended - it can be seen that in the torn pieces of clothing, although the red fist marks were printed on the exposed flesh, there was no damage, indicating that even if this skill caused damage, it was not serious. How strong is the guy?

Wang Ling put his raised arm down, stuck out his tongue, and licked back the tiny bloodshot from the corner of his mouth under the attack of the skill, revealing an evil smile: "It's a really good skill, you're good enough, then It's me!"

As he spoke, Wang Ling's arms wrapped around Ye Nan's body in an instant. The president, who was still in shock, immediately tried hard to break free, but he found that the opponent's palm was not thick, but it was as powerful as iron pincers, and he couldn't break free at all, and even the flesh held by his fingers, the inner Pain was felt in the bones.

Then something even more terrifying happened. A flash of light suddenly erupted from Wang Ling's body. In shock, he shouted, "Are you also a powerhouse who has mastered the secret techniques of fighting?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" There was a bloodthirsty smile on the corner of Wang Ling's mouth.

The grasping judgment was successfully passed, and Ye Nan was immediately channeled into the strength of his body, paralyzing his entire body. In the next second, the two of them suddenly rose into the air together, and they went all the way into the mid-air at a height of 5 meters. As he ascended, his body was turned over, his legs were strongly embraced by a pair of arms, his waist was clamped, and his head was stuffed under his butt.

"Death to me!"

Wang Ling screamed loudly, and in the sound, the two of them spun into a circle of shadows like a spinning top. As they turned, they quickly fell to the ground, like a solid iron spinning top, hitting the hard bluestone floor of the street below heavily.

"boom!"

There was a dull roar on the ground, and the air wave exploded from the place where it fell in a ring, followed by red blood! When the plum blossom was pressed down, the wild man's neck bones were directly seated into small pieces, and the blood spurted from his mouth instantly followed the air waves to spread a bright plum blossom pattern on the ground. , Below the pattern, is a cracked bluestone slab with countless fine lines.

The characteristic of the Plum Blossom Sit is that the harder the ground, the greater the damage. The hardness of the bluestone floor is even higher than that of the cement floor. As a low-level SS, a wild man who is also an expert in strength, it would be strange if he didn't die under this ferocious C-level throwing technique.

He didn't even have time to explain his last words, the wild man's head was unnaturally distorted to one side, the pupils in his eyes were dilated, and after a few kicks with his legs, he died completely.

The whole street was silent, and all the delinquent teenagers who were still lying on the ground looked at Wang Ling with almost godlike eyes. The process of the plum blossom sitting wildly and unrestrained just now, the powerful power, like a brand, was branded on the hearts of all bad boys.

Wang Ling didn't care about these people. His eyes turned to the key that Ye Nan had dropped after his death. It was a black iron key. When picking up the black iron key, the dream badge also sent a reminder: "You killed the subordinate SS, the president of the Eastwood Club, Yeo, you made the members of the Eastwood Club feel fear and reverence, your Reputation +120."

"Killing a club boss has really increased his reputation, but why do these bad boys have reverence in addition to fear? Are these guys shaking M?"

Wang Ling's stature was originally taller than these shorties, and he was standing now, while the others were lying on their stomachs. After swept over with condescending eyes, all the delinquent teenagers who were swept by their gaze lowered their heads and avoided his gaze in fear.

Kudo, who was swept by his gaze, shook violently on his face, and then he gritted his teeth and suddenly shouted: "The new president has great powers and boundless strength! Dominate Xiangbei, cover the sky with only one hand!"

The corners of Wang Ling's mouth couldn't help twitching, a row of black lines hung on his head, and under Kudo's lead shouting, those delinquent teenagers also followed and shouted, and the whole street was very lively for a while. In a hot-blooded world that respects strength, he first defeated everyone with absolute strength, and then killed the wild man with a powerful kill. The strength is enough to deter these bad boys.

For what Wang Ling said earlier, to become the new president of the Eastwood Club, all the members present did not have any resistance. After all, the Dongmu Club, which can only be entrenched in the Xiangbei University, is not even second-tier in Kanagawa. It can only be regarded as a third-tier. With a powerful new leader, the members of these subordinate clubs will have more confidence.

In the chaotic hot-blooded world, dead people are all too common. Soon the medical logistics team of the Dongmu Club—in fact, the school medical team of Xiangbei University, arrived. Several doctors dragged the body of Ye Nan and the injured people. He was transferred to the car and pulled to the hospital, where he was busy for several hours.

Naturally, Wang Ling would not be involved in these matters. He was in the drink shop on this street. This drink shop was actually one of the wild men's secret industries, and the place to monitor his subordinates had now become his property.

"President Ling, all the members of our Eastwood Club, plus the reserve members, there are a total of 250 people. As for Ye Nan's death, it will not cause any waves in Kanagawa at all. After all, the strength of our club is too weak. Those powerful forces will not pay attention to us, so the president does not need to worry."

The slender man Kudo nodded and said, and then handed a suitcase. After opening it, there was a large denomination of Japanese yen and a stack of rosters.

I don't have much interest in Yen Wang Ling, I can't take it back anyway, and the Yen is not worth much. He took the roster of the Eastwood Club in his hand, and after flipping through it casually, he put a layer of bandage on his chest~www.novelmt.com~ After a simple treatment, Kudo who came to serve him said: "The overall strength of the Eastwood Club is , I've seen it before, it's really bad! As for your former president, Ye Nan, your strength is just so-so, is there any strong person with good strength in the whole community?"

An embarrassed look appeared on Kudo's face: "Because Kanagawa is a densely populated area of ​​colleges and universities, those who go to college can choose their own colleges and universities, and those who are strong will basically enter top colleges such as Hotblood, Lengfeng, Huayuan, and Ziyuanshan, and their strength is relatively weak. Yes, I will also choose colleges and universities such as Baoling, Guhua, and Bansu, so…”

"So, in a third-rate school like Xiangbei, only the weakest will choose to enter. I already understand... However, Xiangbei University, in my hands, will soon become a powerful school, and the Dongmu Club will also It will definitely become a top club!" Wang Ling said casually, and threw the roster back into the suitcase.

Kudo's lips moved slightly, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it. A top-level university at the level of Leng Feng, even the most common low-level scoundrel, is stronger than him. Xiangbei is literally 108,000 miles behind these schools, and this gap cannot be chased.

However, after seeing the strength of the new president, especially the terrifying nirvana of Plum Blossom Dazed, even the wild man was instantly killed, another kind of hope was born in his heart, as if there was no such possibility. (To be continued..)