C17 Sleeping Lion Fall

With a loud bang, Zhao Yang's body slammed heavily into the wall of the second floor. The force was so great that the wall couldn't even withstand the impact and cracked open countless pattern like cracks.

Zhao Yang's stomach was in intense pain. His stomach was like a raging sea. He retched a few times and finally vomited all the things in his stomach.

At this moment, Zhao Yang was in a sorry state. He no longer had the demeanor of a powerful warrior. He was lying on the ground and continuously spitting out those indescribable things. The Soul Clan on the second floor thought that Duomu would lose, but they didn't expect that the leader of the black guards would be sent flying by the two of them. This was the most unbelievable scene they had ever seen.

That arrogant leader who bullied them all the time and crushed them when he wasn't in a good mood was actually thrown up!

Those Soul Clan people were all petrified on the spot. Some of the timid ones directly fainted out of fear, and some even thought that they were dreaming. They kept smashing themselves on the conveyor belt to see if they were dreaming...

What Zhao Yang was experiencing right now was probably the darkest three minutes of his life. First, he was humiliated by a little kid's dignity as a powerful being. Then, he was killed by the little ghost's sneak attack. Finally, when he was fighting the little ghost face to face, he was actually beaten up.

Zhao Yang almost vomited everything in his stomach before he felt a little better. He supported himself against the wall and slowly stood up. The way he looked at Duomu also became serious.

Zhao Yang had no choice but to reevaluate the young boy in front of him. He had been defeated over and over again. He finally dared not look down on Duomu.

Zhao Yang remembered that at the moment of contact, this young man had clearly seen through his attack. After easily dodging, he kicked him in the stomach.

This was an experienced Star Martial Artist. He had accumulated many years of experience. Moreover, his reaction was fast and his movements were decisive. Most importantly, he was unusually calm when encountering problems. The intelligence he possessed was not something he should have at his age.

Zhao Yang did not dare to look down on him anymore. He clenched his fists tightly, and the muscles on his arms tensed up like steel bars. He let out a low growl from his throat. In an instant, the dark aura of a Seventh Cycle of the Star Dust Stage gushed out from his body like a stream, and quickly gathered on his fists.

Ha!

When Zhao Yang's aura reached its peak, he shouted out loudly. Immediately, a strong wind pressure blew out, pushing everything around Zhao Yang away with his roar.

At this moment, the black metal color that should only have been a pair of fists quickly spread up until it covered the entire arm.

At this moment, the muscles on Zhao Yang's arms were taut. The blood vessels on his arms bulged, and his entire arms were black. After being illuminated by the faint light on the second floor, it reflected the dark light unique to metal.

Zhao Yang looked at his two hard arms and grinned in satisfaction. Xiaojiu who was behind Duomu could not help but frown when she saw him. She looked at Duomu with some worry. Xiaojiu could feel that Zhao Yang's current aura was completely different from before. Xiaojiu could sense the danger from Zhao Yang.

When Duomu saw all of this, he was still calm. There was no expression on his face. No one could tell what he was trying to do.

"Pretending to be cool!"

Zhao Yang rushed over in an instant. His speed was several times faster than before. The reason why Zhao Yang was beaten up was because he was too careless. However, it was different now. His current condition was Zhao Yang's strongest form. The current him was comparable to an intermediate seventh transition expert. Zhao Yang was confident that this time it would be absolutely foolproof.

Zhao Yang's figure arrived beside Duomu in an instant. He smashed at Duomu's face. This punch was extremely swift and swift. It was so fast that even the air was torn apart. It produced a series of explosions.

When Duomu saw this, his eyes lit up. He leaned to the side and the punch brushed past Duomu's face. The powerful fist wind was as sharp as a blade, and blood immediately spurted out of Duomu's face.

The punch landed heavily on the ground. With a loud bang, the bottom of the factory, which was made of special metals, couldn't bear the impact and was directly smashed into a big hole.

At almost the same time, Duomu's right leg flew out and kicked Zhao Yang's head with the same fierce momentum. The attack position of these two men didn't change at all. It was as if they were fighting with their faces. They were hitting their faces.

This kick hit Zhao Yang's face in an instant. Xiaojiu, who was watching from the side, was overjoyed. She exclaimed. "We got it!"

Before she could finish her sentence, she saw that Zhao Yang's body did not move this time. He didn't even take half a step back. He didn't even move his head. The corner of Zhao Yang's mouth revealed a ferocious smile. A fierce light flashed in his eyes. Another punch was launched. Xiaojiu, who was standing at the side, turned pale with fright. Just as she was about to give a warning, this punch had already hit Duomu's stomach!

"Boom!"

Duomu flew far away and hit the wall of the factory. This time, there was a big hole in the wall of the factory. Duomu felt a sweetness in his throat and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"You are courting death!"

Xiaojiu's face turned extremely cold. Her big, watery eyes disappeared at this moment. Replacing it was a cruel red light. Her long hair floated up in an instant. At this moment, her entire body emitted a ferocious aura and even the air. It was as if the air was filled with a bloody aura. Zhao Yang's originally proud face turned stiff. His entire body couldn't help but tremble. At this moment, he felt a cold sensation in his lower body. Immediately, a foul smell drifted out. He was actually scared by Xiaojiu's aura and peed his pants. At this moment, Zhao Yang felt an instinctive control over his will. This instinct was to immediately escape from this place. As far as he could run, he could run as far as he could!

"Xiaojiu!"

Suddenly, a crisp sound was heard. It was Duomu's voice. In an instant, Xiaojiu, who was still emitting a brutal aura a second ago, instantly quieted down. The smell of blood just now disappeared without a trace.

Xiaojiu, who had originally turned red, immediately extinguished the red light along with the cry. Her clear eyes appeared once again.

A bright smile immediately appeared on Xiaojiu's face, "Big brother, are you alright?"

Duomu struggled to get up from the pile of broken stones. He patted the dust off his body and said with a smile, "How could I be okay? That kind of attack is just a tickle to me."

Xiaojiu was slightly relieved when she heard that her brother was fine.

"But! Duomu's tone suddenly became stern. "How many times have I told you? Without my permission, You can't appear in that form!

Seeing that Duomu had scolded her again, Xiaojiu quickly lowered her head. She did not dare to look into Duomu's eyes. As she lowered her head, she muttered softly, "How many times have I told you? Without my permission, you cannot appear in that form!" Didn't I think you were slapped to death by him?"

"What are you mumbling about?"

Duomu asked. He asked sternly. People's ears are very strange. He can't hear you clearly when you say good things. Once you say something bad, no matter how low it is, it doesn't matter. No matter how far away you are, the bad words instantly enter your ears. It was hard not to listen, even if Duomu was so far away. Xiaojiu's voice was like a tracking system, instantly entering the room.

Xiaojiu was so scared that she immediately shut her mouth. She did not dare to say anything.

Seeing Xiaojiu quieten down, Duomu turned to look at Zhao Yang. At this moment, Zhao Yang was still immersed in the lingering fear of Xiaojiu's aura. His legs were trembling uncontrollably. His pants were wet and dripping water.

After sensing Duomu's gaze, Zhao Yang finally realized his embarrassed look. His face instantly turned red.

Duomu laughed without any restraint, "Look at your cowardly face. You were actually scared to the point of peeing your pants by a little girl. You're even a seventh transition expert at this level. Bah!"

"You..."

Zhao Yang's face turned even redder when he heard Duomu's mockery. The veins on his forehead bulged. Clearly, he was quite angry.

Duomu was still laughing out loud. Looking at Duomu's expression, Zhao Yang could no longer hold it in any longer. Even if Xiaojiu was still here, he still could not swallow this anger.

Zhao Yang roared at Duomu, "I will kill you!" At the same time, his powerful legs shot out bullets from his body. The dark aura around his body surged wildly. At this moment, Zhao Yang had gone completely mad. He had attacked without caring about the consequences. Just now, Zhao Yang might still be able to control his strength due to the surrounding factory equipment, but now, In the face of this guy who had repeatedly humiliated him, Zhao Yang only had one thought in his mind. That's tearing him to pieces!

Zhao Yang came to Duomu's side at almost the speed of sound, but when he approached Duomu's side, he suddenly realized that this arrogant fellow had suddenly stopped moving. At this moment, he just stood there quietly without any precautions.

"Strange, what's going on? Why aren't you laughing at me anymore?"

Zhao Yang suddenly became confused. He looked closer and found that the kid had his eyes closed. He seemed to be able to hear snoring!

The heck!!

At this moment, Zhao Yang felt as if his head was going to explode. A dignified seventh transition expert struck with all his strength. You are actually sleeping in front of me!!

Zhao Yang just wanted to ask Duomu, who gave you such courage!

No longer paying attention to this fellow's strange behavior, since you want to die, then I will reward you!

Zhao Yang rushed over with a punch, but Duomu had his eyes closed. His body moved aside and dodged the attack. With a loud bang, the punch landed on the wall. The wall behind Duomu was finally overwhelmed by the impact, and a huge hole was created on the wall.

The walls of the factory were all made of special stones. Their hardness was comparable to metal. Even though they had suffered a heavy blow just now, it was still not that easy to break through. The power of this punch was evident when Zhao Yang punched a hole in the wall.

After Duomu dodged the punch, he raised his right hand and wanted to counterattack again. But how could Zhao Yang have been hit twice by the same move?

Zhao Yang had already prepared his other punch. He aimed it at Duomu's face, but it didn't change at all. Just as Zhao Yang raised his other hand, Duomu changed his attack as if he had seen it. He didn't even think about it. He was extremely decisive.

Zhao Yang was shocked. Isn't this guy with his eyes closed? Why does he feel like he can see my movements?