Are Saiyans weak?Have you ever seen Bai Shen

Chapter 142 The second-level metamorphic orc, 30 terrifying strength!
"is it?"

Zhang He smiled lightly: "So, Blue Star belongs to you?"

The man in black stared at Zhang He with a pair of blue pupils, and snorted coldly with disdain: "That's right! Our Alien Beasts are on the right side, the righteous side! Blue Star has always belonged to our Alien Beasts!"

"Our appearance is only to regain what belongs to us!"

"So, you little devils who don't know anything, have been dreaming of protecting human beings, so now I will let you see it."

"Dreams disappear when you wake up!"

Suddenly, Zhang He interrupted lightly, with a pair of clear eyes showing determination: "Also, children only distinguish right from wrong! Adults only distinguish between strong and weak!"

"Since we have different positions, there is no need to talk nonsense, let's fight to the death!"

"Oh!"

As he said that, Zhang He's body exploded with a wave of white air.

In the air waves, countless golden particles faintly emitted, like stars, floating around the whole body.

"Rank [-] martial artist!!!"

Luo Qiang, who was nearby, was the first to react, and shouted dumbfounded.

Even if he knew that Zhang He's combat power was very close to the 20 combat power of a seventh-rank warrior.

However, the breakthrough from the eighth rank to the seventh rank is not only a breakthrough in the combat power value.

It also requires physical strength, condensed breath strength, attack, defense, and speed strength to reach a certain strength.

In order to break through to the seventh-rank martial artist.

But now Zhang He broke through directly without warning.

Luo Qiang kept wiping his eyes with the back of his hand, but still saw the golden light spots surrounding Zhang He.

That kind of light spot is a special phenomenon when the energy breaks through to the seventh rank.

It not only shows that the energy is highly condensed and controlled.

It also marks that the comprehensive combat power has been raised to a new height.

"Damn. Damn, why?"

Before Luo Qiang knew it, he was already kneeling on the ground, hanging down on the floor angrily.

His fist was stained with blood, and he still didn't stop waving it.

Just like his heart that has never stopped working hard, but has never surpassed Zhang He.

If Zhang He has a combat power of 19, Luo Qiang will also have the confidence to defeat him with the power of his blood.

But now Zhang He turned out to be a seventh-rank martial artist.

In this way, Zhang He cannot be defeated no matter what.

The gap between the eighth-rank and seventh-rank warriors is the current eighth-rank warrior Luo Qiang, an insurmountable gap.

At the same time, Shen Qingyue, Gang Yan, Lin Xi, Ke Di and the others also paled in shock when they saw this.

They knew that Zhang He was very strong, but he became too strong too fast!

In just over half a month of awakening the power of the bloodline, he has already broken through from the ninth rank to the seventh rank warrior.

This speed is simply appalling.

He'er looked at Zhang He with a pair of smart eyes, walked to his side, and smiled happily: "Amazing! Although you only awakened the blood of a Saiyan, you are very talented!"

"In this way, you and I are both rank-[-], and it will not be a problem to join hands to solve this second-level shape-shifting orc!"

At this time, Shen Qingyue wrinkled her nose slightly, walked quickly between the two, and also put on a fighting posture.

He'er squinted her eyes and smiled, concentrating her breath, and her body was also covered with a layer of silver-white breath, emitting white granular light spots, surrounding her body.

"Hehe! Two little ghosts who have just advanced to the seventh rank want to deal with me. It seems that I still overestimate you night watchmen!"

The man in black sneered.

As soon as the words fell, two slowly rotating purple-black light spheres instantly condensed between his hands.

On the ball of light, there are faint spots of red light, exuding a terrifying energy aura.

He'er tensed her face, and said in a serious voice: "No, such a strong energy bomb, if it hits the core of the earth, it should."

She didn't go on.

But everyone present knew that if these two energy light bombs hit the blue star's core, it might cause the planet to explode.

At this moment, Zhang He's hands formed a calyx shape, placed between his waist, and instantly condensed an equally huge blue light ball.

At the same time, Shen Qingyue also stretched out a finger tacitly, and a purple light ball condensed on the finger.

Seeing the tacit understanding between the two, He Er condensed a silver-white ball of light in the palm of her hand without showing any weakness.

"call out!"

"boom!"

"Whoosh!"

Blue, purple, and white light balls flew towards the man in black at the same time.

The man in black also threw the two purple-black light balls in his hand.

"Boom!"

Five light spheres collided and exploded in the air instantly.

Exploded a seven-color mushroom cloud, towering into the sky.

From a distance, it looks like a thick cloud pillar connecting the sky and the earth.

It's just that the explosive air waves were all wrapped in the purple flame mist array, and they didn't come out wantonly.

However, hurricanes formed in the formation.

The dust was flying, and the earth and rocks were cracked.

The warrior students on the ring were stunned by the powerful air waves.

Several martial arts students with weaker combat power even lost control of their bodies and were drawn into the sky.

"Is this the battle between seventh-rank warriors? It's simply too terrifying!"

Lin Xi looked horrified, arched his body, released his breath with all his strength, and resisted the shock of the terrifying explosion.

Afterwards, she looked worriedly at the dust from the explosion in the air, and murmured hesitantly, "Master Zhang He, you should be able to win, right?"

Ke Di raised his head and analyzed: "This time, it will be difficult for him to win!"

"Although Zhang He has advanced to the seventh-rank martial artist, he has just advanced and his realm is unstable!"

"That trainee night watchman named He'er should also be a rank-[-] warrior who advanced not long ago!"

"Not to mention Shen Qingyue, even though her combat power is close to [-] or [-], she is still not a real seventh-rank warrior!"

As he said that, his indifferent tone became a little messy: "And that black-robed man just now has a combat power of 30, even if this second-level alien beastman is equivalent to a seventh-rank human warrior! It should take a long time to advance! "

"So Zhang He and the others will have a hard time winning this time!"

"We are also looking for opportunities, let's join the battle!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a deafening explosion in the air.

Everyone was slightly taken aback, and hurriedly looked up.

I saw a few lights flashing in the sky above the ring.

The black-robed man released black light from his body, his aura soared to the sky, and his fists flew like flying shadows, pressing down on Zhang He, Shen Qingyue and He'er.

For a moment, several figures flickered in the air, and every time they appeared, they were accompanied by punches all over the sky, and the deafening sound of fists and feet colliding.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Suddenly, three figures fell straight down.

Like three falling meteors, three large circular cracks with a diameter of [-] meters were smashed on the ground of the ring.

Zhang He, Shen Qingyue and He'er were lying in the pit.

The clothes of the three of them were torn, and their bare skin oozes bright red blood.

Each person had more than a dozen large and small wounds.

Zhang He is fine, but his body has suffered some skin trauma, and he has slowly climbed up from the pit at this time.

He'er, who was on the side, was slightly injured, with a bloody wound about five centimeters torn on his right arm, and stood up with difficulty.

Among them, Shen Qingyue was the most seriously injured.

Not only was there a wound on his body, but a blood hole was pierced on his left shoulder, and the blood flowed like a fountain.

At this time, her face was pale, and she was hugging her left shoulder in the pit, curling up and wriggling, excruciatingly painful.

(End of this chapter)