Really, one out of eight of me is going through the clouds and rain with the girl, and I have worked hard to suppress the feeling of Unicom. This time I almost aroused my desire here.

Reluctantly sticking out my tongue, Fenghua turned to face Yuzhong, her eyes rolled, and her face was solemn: "The wind of my oath will blow away the dark cloud of reed teeth—the realm?

hooahahahah…

breeze, breeze, gale, gale, storm...

The empty and distant world of the wind replaced the central hall with broken screen residues everywhere.

All our members were held up by the gentle airflow, as steady as a rock.

Um? Gao Mei fell powerlessly, but Yuzhong "stands" in the air calmly?

I narrowed my eyes and said, "Feng Hua, just in case, use a long-range attack."

"clear."

Fenghua raised her right hand lightly, as if ordering thousands of troops to command the imperial army.

"Breath blowing blade strike!"

Fur! Furfur! Furfurfur...

The wind, colorless and invisible, condenses into countless high-density energy blades that are difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, large or small, seemingly disorganized, but in fact, the layers are distinct, like a real army launching a heroic charge towards the enemy.

Yuzhong raised his right hand, blocking the forward path of a huge wind blade that bears the brunt, and grabbed with five fingers!

Fur...poof!

He smashed the wind blade with his palm!

clap clap clap...

In one breath, the subsequent wind blades slammed into Yuzhong Guangren's body one after another, and the air fluctuated violently. From an onlooker's point of view, his entire body seemed to be reflected by a broken fun mirror, strangely shaped... terrifying.

Yuzhong laughed wildly: "Hehe... For a 'God', this level of attack... is too weak!"

The air stopped fluctuating, and the president was intact!

Not to mention that there is no trace of blood, and even the clothes are not damaged - what level of defense is this?

"how is this possible?"

Fenghua was greatly surprised, and then her eyes narrowed, and she pointed at Yuzhong and said, "Fengya is trapped and slashed!"

This is the field of Fenghua. All the winds are under her control. The air around Yuzhong immediately twists, turning into invisible nooses and sharp blades, surrounding him and squeezing inward.

creak...

There is actually a hard rubbing sound?

Fenghua frowned and said: "Jin! This is... so strange! President... How could Hiroto Yuzhong have such a level of power? However, if I use the final skill... But, everyone will be implicated... "

"Let's revoke your domain first, I want to find out the source of his power first."

"…ok, I get it."

call out…

The field dissipated, the hall reappeared, and Gaomei fell into the distance, seemingly out of balance, unable to get up for the time being.

In addition to some strange "dents" and tiny "cracks" on his body, Yuzhong Hiroto has no other damage.

dents...cracks...what's the situation?

While I was wondering, those "scars" healed as if they had never been hurt.

"What? Is it over?"

Yuzhong pretended to be regretful, but there was a wild smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Miya! Didn't you always want to take revenge for Kento Asama? Dian girl! Don't you keep looking at me? Homura! Don't you always hate me? Come on! Let your anger out!"

Mei Zai raised his murderous aura, took a step forward, sounded like prajna, and was more likely than Shura: "As you wish!"

Dian Nu's face was cold and pretty, and she raised her long scarf: "Count me in!"

Yan smiled bitterly and said to me: "Unfortunately, I can't do my best..."

"Hey...everything is under my control."

Surprisingly, the president suddenly stepped back and laughed again and again.

"You know? The real Boss is to 'subjugate without fighting'!"

All our staff: "?"

There seemed to be a bad premonition in my heart, and I said sharply: "Diannu, trap him! Meizai, Fenghua, attack with all my ranged skills!" --- This is the dividing line --- PS : Looking forward to tomorrow's "Dragon's Boundary Point" - but it seems that the appearance of the male protagonist is nothing special...

Chapter 374: The Power of Yuzhong Guangren (Part 2)

The women responded in unison: "Understood!"

Dian Nu raised her long scarf to build a strange dragon shape, dancing like a fairy: "Drunken Butterfly Dragon!"

Even if Fenghua does not have the assistance of the field, he can still summon a dense army of wind blades: "Breath blowing blade strike!"

Miya spins and jumps into the air, holding the samurai sword high, and using a new skill: "Shatter the Dragon!"

I spread out my hands, and each condensed a small black ball full of destructive energy: "Dark Starburst!"

The long white dragon attacked the president, and scattered dozens of tough streamers to tie it firmly.

In the face of the terrifying energy wave, Yuzhong Guangren, who was first bound by the long scarf by Dian Nu, had a face full of wisdom beads in his hands, and he had something similar to the handle-type remote control in a sci-fi story. He pressed the bright red button at the top.

It seems that there is a strange wavelength that spreads out and swings into the distance.

All the women were shocked, and then attacked as usual.

The president's confident expression froze.

The violent wind blade, the energy wave of the meta-attribute that shakes the space, and the dark ball of destruction all slammed into Hiroto Yuzhong's body.

bang bang bang...

"Damn it-"

The president's angry voice came from the billowing smoke.

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