149 Three Monkeys and Heart Eyes (2)

The training ground is very big, because it is usually used for President Nitro and the other twelve Earthly Branches to play. Therefore, whether it is the floor, the ceiling, or the wall, it is a special material with a hardness comparable to steel.

If it was bombarded with a cannon, it would not be able to open a gap for a while.

Therefore, Nitro and the other eleven people watched the battle silently.

"By the way, everyone, why don't we make a bet. I'll be in the bank and bet on who wins and who loses?" Pariston suddenly became interested and suggested with a smile.

As soon as this statement came out, the others hadn't spoken yet, and Nitro immediately said, "Well, interesting, then I'll buy a million ringtones, Fang Langsheng."

"...Huh?" Sishe Gailu couldn't help but startled, "President, how can you do this."

"It doesn't matter, everyone can bet anyway." Nitro stroked his beard, but his eyes were looking at the two people in the field.

As soon as everyone heard it, the president took the lead, and they began to place bets. In the end, Fang Lang 2 bets and Westward Journey 9 bets.

Except for Nitro and Jin Fulis, the rest are not optimistic about Fang Lang at all.

It's not that Fang Lang is not strong. As a newcomer, it has already surprised them, but in comparison, Journey to the West, who knows the bottom line, has a better chance of winning.

"Mr. Jin, be careful of losing money." Pariston said with a smile: "No matter how powerful Fang Lang is, it will be difficult to win against the 12th Earthly Branch Westward Journey."

"Really, if you really think so, you won't be the banker." Jin said lightly: "If Journey to the West wins, as the banker, you will pay about 30 million yuan. On the contrary, if Fang Lang wins, you to win."

Having said this, he paused, squinted at Pariston, and chuckled: "I don't judge whether Fang Lang can win or not, but I am sure that you are betting that Fang Lang can win, am I wrong? ?"

"Really..." Parisstone still had a hearty smile on his face, but he shook his head secretly in his heart, which was really hard to deal with.

Not to mention the mutual testing of the officials, in the arena, the battle is about to break out.

As a confrontation between masters, any slight movement on either side may become a signal for the start of the battle.

One side is using the wishful stick, while the other is using the blade, facing each other at a distance of ten meters, maintaining a relatively static state.

Looking at Westward Journey, whose momentum has climbed to the top, Fang Lang thought to himself: "This guy is a martial artist, and he has a very high standard, at least the level of a person. Although it looks ordinary, it seems that as long as As soon as I make a move, there will be an unexpected counterattack, and most people will definitely think so. But in my opinion, from just now, about half a minute, I have three chances to kill him. If this is the level of the twelve earthly branches, It seems I overestimated them."

Thinking like this, Fang Lang deliberately sold a flaw and made his vision move instantly.

At this moment, the confrontation was broken, and Xiyou started!

He waved the wishful stick, jumped up, landed on top of Fang Lang's head, and then smashed it down with a stick.

"Is it finally moving?" Fang Lang showed a traceless smile at the corner of his mouth, and raised the ghost to resist.

Boom! The entire arena was shocked!

The force from the wish-fulfilling stick was heavier than expected. It was probably the feeling that something weighing dozens of tons suddenly fell.

But the body of Journey to the West did not use any aura, that is, it only reached this level with brute force, and in terms of strength, it was still above Wojin!

"What's the matter? Wasn't it a good thing to say just now?" Xiyou opened his mouth and sneered, raised his wishful stick, and slammed it down again.

boom! boom! boom!

The clash of the stick and the sword all erupted with bursts of explosions like thunderbolts from the blue sky.

Under the fierce attack, Fang Lang's body and mind quickly retreated.

"No, I'm just amazed at your strength, it's pretty good... as far as humans are concerned." Fang Lang looked like this, while saying that, he threw the blade and greeted the opponent before he fell.

With a bang, a powerful impact made both sides retreat.

But compared to Fang Lang's steps back, Journey to the West flew upside down from the air!

"What!?" Xiyou was taken aback, "Impossible, his strength is still higher than mine!"

He widened his eyes and looked at Fang Lang. He had a very ordinary body and no particularly explosive muscles. It could only be said to be beautiful, but in such a body, how could the explosive power of the previous moment be contained unless the other party was the same as Nitro? The master of , has reached a state of returning to nature.

"Hurry up, use your mind ability, otherwise I'll get tired of watching your monkey play, and you won't have a chance to use it." Fang Lang raised his sword and provoked.

Seeing this, Journey to the West stabilized his body in mid-air, and suddenly pointed out towards Fang Lang with a stick.

"As you wish! Then go to regret it!"

At this point, his mind power exploded, and a burst of qi instantly filled the entire room.

At the same time, Fang Lang frowned, and was surprised to find that a monkey appeared behind him at an unknown time.

Suddenly appeared, suddenly attacked, and there was no time for people to react.

"Sight Monkey!"

With the loud shout of Journey to the West, Fang Lang was suddenly punched in the back by the monkey, and the whole person leaped forward.

Although there is no way to react and dodge, but if you want to protect yourself with domineering in an instant, you can still do it.

Therefore, this sneak attack is no different from being hit by a small rock.

However, Fang Lang went blind.

To be precise, he lost his eyesight.

He could feel his visual system was intact, but he couldn't see anything.

The world fell into darkness.

"Hmph, you were hit by my sight monkey, lost your light, fell into the boundless darkness, and you are already dead." Xiyou said coldly, Fang Lang flew towards him, and just hit the opponent's chest with a stick.

Many Earthly Branches also shook their heads secretly. The ability of Journey to the West was more than that, but it was obvious that the first sighting monkey put Fang Lang in a desperate situation.

"It's over." The dog girl Kildo sighed.

Seeing that Fang Lang was about to be hit by a stick, suddenly, Fang Lang's figure flashed, and he avoided the attack.

Falling to the side unharmed, Fang Lang said disdainfully: "Vision deprivation, it's really a low-level ability."