Are Saiyans weak?Have you ever seen Bai Shen

Chapter 183 Developed to the limit of SSS-level demon blood!
Night Watch headquarters.

Battle room hall arena.

Luo Qiang looked at Luo who was opposite, and said with a disdainful smile: "Only you, also surnamed Luo! Are you worthy?"

"Put on a cold and stinky face every day, I don't know, I thought the whole world owed you money!"

"Do you really think that defeating Li in the world's number one martial arts competition last time would be a big deal?"

As he spoke, a trace of sarcasm appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he stretched out a little finger to tick him off: "To tell you the truth, Li is trash, and you are even more trash among trash!"

Old troll!

A troll like you would have been beaten badly in his previous life!

Zhang He in the spectator seat couldn't help complaining in his heart.

However, a point was added to the tactical column of Luo Qiang's scoring page.

It seems to be ridiculed, but it is actually a psychological tactic, trying to disturb the opponent's mind at the beginning.

It's just a pity that Luo, who is opposite, seems to have a very good mentality.

No matter how Luo Qiang mocked him, Luo still stood there, looking at Luo Qiang expressionlessly, without saying a word.

At this time, Luo Qiang also felt that the other party's mentality was good.

It's not something that can be disrupted with a few words.

Immediately said impatiently: "Hey, why are you still standing there? I'll let you attack first! Come on!"

At this moment, a killing intent flashed in Luo's eyes, and he said indifferently, "My attack has already begun!"

"what?"

Luo Qiang was slightly startled.

Suddenly, I felt numbness on my bare arms and face, as if something was crawling.

Immediately, he patted his arm with his hand.

A layer of fine gravel fell from his body.

sand?

not good!

Luo Qiang instantly thought that the opponent was a blood warrior who used sand.

There is sand already on the body, indicating that he has launched an attack.

However, he didn't see the sand floating out of the opponent's gourd.

Where did all this sand come from?

Luo Qiang looked left and right, and the moment he looked up, his pupils shrank suddenly.

In the midair of the arena, an oval sand cloud with a diameter of ten meters unexpectedly appeared.

Huge sand clouds, constantly tumbling, gathered yellow gravel.

The sand on my body is just a small part that falls down unintentionally.

After a while, the sand cloud suspended in the air enveloped the entire arena of more than [-] square meters.

impossible?
When did he release the sand?
Luo Qiang was startled, but thought of it immediately.

When Luo came to the stage just now, he had already used sand to move.

I thought he was just using sand to hold coins.

Unexpectedly, the moment he took the stage, he began to arrange sand clouds.

No wonder I can listen to myself say so much as if nothing happened.

It turned out that he had already figured out the means to deal with himself early in the morning.

Looking at the sand clouds in the sky, Luo Qiang sneered without changing his expression: "Hehe! So what? Your sand is so soft, it's not as good as my bird stone, that's it"

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, Luo clapped his palms together and made a crisp sound.

In an instant, the sand clouds in the sky kept dropping sand towards the ring, like a pouring rain.

Even though Luo Qiang dodged left and right, the sand clouds covered the entire arena.

Unless one jumped out of the ring, it was impossible to avoid such dense sand and rain.

After a while, the sand on the ring had covered Luo Qiang's knees.

Luo Qiang felt that the feet below the knees were stuck with super glue and could not move an inch.

And under the huge force of the sand, there was a burst of squeezing pain.

Luo Qiang grinned his teeth in pain, and murmured in a low voice: "Smelly sand, such a strong pressure!"

"Push!"

Suddenly, several sand pillars that looked like arms grabbed towards Luo Qiang's arms.

Luo Qiang couldn't move his body, he could only watch helplessly as his arms were grabbed by two sandy hands.

"Admit defeat! You don't want to be the second Li either!"

Suddenly, Luo with arms folded stood on a suspended sand cloud.

He looked at Luo Qiang indifferently, as if looking at a dead person.

Luo Qiang looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Admit defeat? Hahaha! You call me Grandpa a few times to make me feel better, and maybe I won't kill you in a while!"

"Hehe, this Luo Qiang belongs to your academy! You're a dead duck!"

In the referee's seat, Sun He whispered to Zhang He: "I heard that this Luo Qiang is ranked third in your academy, so he doesn't seem to be very strong! It's just his blood."

"Sun He, the referees of the night watchmen are not allowed to communicate!"

At this time, Liu Bi, the chief referee on one side, interrupted coldly.

Sun He wrinkled his nose at Liu Bi, snorted softly, and turned his attention to the ring again.

Zhang He smiled helplessly.

Although Luo Qiang's mouth was a little stiff, he wouldn't lose so quickly.

However, the ninjutsu warrior named Luo seemed to have stronger blood power.

To be able to create so much sand out of thin air in a sandless land.

This fight is getting more and more interesting.

Immediately, Zhang He added two points to the column of blood power on Luo's score page.

"Sand funeral!"

Suddenly, facing Luo Qiang, Luo stretched out his right palm and squeezed it slowly.

"Squeak!"

In an instant, from the sand wrapped around Luo Qiang's arms, there was a crisp sound of bone knots breaking.

There was also a layer of blood on the sand.

Obviously under the pressure of the sand, Luo Qiang's arms were pinched off.

"You, very good!"

Luo Qiang showed pain on his face, but it was more of an angry expression of gnashing of teeth.

"Oh!"

Suddenly, the breath in his body exploded instantly, and a layer of pink air wave enveloped his whole body.

The sand that binds the legs is loosening and falling off.

But at this moment, Luo stretched out his palms and aimed at Luo Qiang.

In an instant.

The sand clouds in the sky poured down again.

Directly buried Luo Qiang's body in the sea of ​​sand.

Immediately afterwards, Luo jumped down from the sand cloud, stretched out his right arm and pressed it against the sand.

"Desert burial!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

There was a violent tremor from the entire arena.

A layer of white air pressure spray spreads out in a circular shape on the entire sandy ground, layer by layer.

Every time it diffused, it caused the entire arena to vibrate violently.

After trembling more than a dozen times, many places on the edge of the ring began to collapse.

"The pressure of the sand is so strong that even the specially made arena has been destroyed!"

The chief referee, Liu Bi, was secretly surprised in his heart.

The arena made of this material can withstand the damage of more than 50 combat forces at most.

Unexpectedly, Luo's combat strength did not exceed 30.

But with the power of blood and ninjutsu, the destructive power used exceeded 50.

Not bad!

Liu Bi nodded in satisfaction.

Only a battle of this intensity is eligible to become a night watchman.

Moreover, it seems that Luo Qiang has not lost yet.

Liu Bi originally thought that this game was just a boring farce.

But now, he is more and more interested in this game.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, a big hole was opened in the sand on the ring.

A pink ball-like thing flew out of the hole.

The players watching nearby were in an uproar.

"Meatball? No, this is the state where the power of the devil's bloodline has been developed to the extreme!"

"That's right, Luo Qiang's body has been crushed by the sand, but he can use the regeneration ability through a surviving cell!"

"My God! This powerful cell regeneration ability seems to be higher than the Namekian blood regeneration ability!"

(End of this chapter)