Fantasy Westward Journey: The Strongest Crossing

Chapter 220

As soon as the sword turned, Zhao Bohao strode forward, changing the cold light on the Hanshen sword, but he was blown away by the violent Gude's punch again.

"Boy, a great martial artist should not be humiliated~"

Gude's figure was still standing there, as if he hadn't moved just now, but Zhao Bohao knew that Gude must have displayed the extreme speed of a great martial artist just now.

"This is not the first time I have encountered an enemy stronger than me~"

Zhao Bohao had very few opportunities to abuse food along the way. The enemies he encountered were all equal or stronger than himself, but he killed them all. He had to fight no matter what to recover the system.

This time he learned to be smart. He stood on the spot and did not attack. Instead, he closed his eyes tightly, got rid of distracting thoughts, and concentrated all his mental power.

Seeing this scene, Goode smiled slightly, showed his extreme speed again, and punched Zhao Bohao's chest.

"Bang~"

Zhao Bohao rolled to the side like a gourd, and then spat out a mouthful of blood, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, it was obvious that he had sensed something just now.

Standing up, still closing your eyes tightly, the spiritual sense of battle is fully aroused, and you can perceive Gude's next action.

"Pretending to be a ghost~"

Seeing that Zhao Bohao still closed his eyes, Goode punched him out again.

Changing the cold sword moved up slowly, just standing horizontally on the inevitable path of Gudequan.

"Sigh~"

Everything was happening between lightning and flint. A shallow sword mark was scratched on Good's arm, and a cold air continued to erode his energy veins.

The arm trembled slightly, the wound healed instantly, and the icy cold air was completely eliminated.

"Boy, very good, very good~"

Gude looked at Zhao Bohao in a daze, but there was a gloomy smile on his face.

"Ah~"

Feng Luoli exclaimed, because she sensed a breath of blood from Gude's smile, it was obvious that Gude was going to kill, but she couldn't remind her, while Zhao Bohao was still immersed in the battle, without any hesitation. aware.

"roar~"

Gude's fighting spirit burst out, and his violent martial soul instantly condensed. It was a heaven-ranked beast.

The winged tiger came out, the arena was turbulent, and a violent hurricane rushed towards Zhao Bohao.

Looking at Hurricane Zhao Bohao in front of him, drawing squares with one hand and drawing circles with the other, it is impressively the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon's imperial defense trick, "Jianlong Zaitian".

The wind and cloud were turbulent, two dragons were flying, and an egg-shaped round curtain appeared in front of him, and then the sword force turned, and the spring and autumn sword force gushed out again.

"Wu slowly becomes king~"

Sword Qi transformed into form, and an armored soldier instantly appeared, and then blocked Zhao Bohao's front with his own large shield.

The hurricane broke through the void, directly tore Zhao Bohao's Jianlong Zaitian into pieces, and then slammed into the sword energy armor.

"Boom~"

The hurricane collapsed, the armored soldiers melted, Wu Xu became king and died with the hurricane.

But Zhao Bohao saw himself flying upside down before he could send his energy out, and then he lost consciousness.

It turned out that Goode was following the hurricane. Seeing that Zhao Bohao's defense was broken, he directly blasted with both fists, and combined with the power of the Sky-Removing Winged Tiger, he blew Zhao Bohao away with one punch.

"Gude~he has already lost~"

Feng Luoli stepped directly into the teleportation array, and then a flash appeared in front of Gude.

Looking at Feng Luoli and Zhao Bohao lying on the ground, Good felt helpless. After all, her father was his immediate boss. For the sake of the future, he should give her this face. Anyway, the boy was seriously injured by himself. It can be regarded as teaching him a lesson.

"Hmph, Feng Luoli, remember that you owe me a favor."

After saying this, Goode disappeared directly, returned to his camp, and left the arena with his students.

"Whoo~"

Feng Luoli felt Zhao Bohao's aura, and found that although the boy had been hit hard, the tenacity of his veins was not broken at all, and he just passed out, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

"Anyway, we still won. Let's go back and rest. Training will continue tomorrow."

Feng Luoli was worthy of the title of devil's coach, and directly extinguished the cheers of everyone after victory.

"Classmate Bai, Classmate Liu, Zhao Bohao will be left to you."

After Feng Luoli finished speaking, she disappeared in place.

"Senior Bai, you wouldn't ask me to do this kind of rough work of carrying people~"

Looking at Zhao Bohao lying on the ground, Liu Ruyan smiled playfully at Baicai.

"Your sister~ I'm so drunk to see who is not a girl~"

In fact, Bai Cai collapsed when he heard Liu Ruyan's words, but he still had to keep his identity a secret, otherwise he didn't know what jokes would appear.

Helpless, Bai Cai came to the arena, carried the dead Zhao Bohao on his back and walked towards Zhao Bohao's villa.

Speechless all the way, Liu Ruyan escorted Zhao Bohao downstairs and then dispersed, leaving only Bai Cai to carry Zhao Bohao to his bed with great effort.

"Brother Zhao, why do you want to challenge the great martial artist? You don't look like such a reckless person~ Don't you have something to hide?"

Bai Cai sat beside Zhao Bohao's bed, stroking Zhao Bohao's cheeks with both hands.

If Zhao Bohao woke up now, he would definitely be scared to pee, because Bai Cai had already taken off the Tianhai Shadow Body Drill, revealing his original appearance, fair skin, beautiful temperament, big breasts, waist and long legs.

Bai Cai looked at the spots of blood on Zhao Bohao's body, and unconsciously dripped two tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Salty~"

The tears just fell on Zhao Bohao's lips, and then seeped into his mouth.

"Ah~"

Baicai hurriedly brought Tianhai's shadow body drill to his neck, and the light flashed back to the neutral man Xiaobaicai.

Bai Cai hurriedly returned to his original state only to find that Zhao Bohao hadn't woken up at all, which made him depressed for a while.

After covering him with the blanket, Bai Cai jumped out of the window, and Zhao Bohao, although unconscious, had a psychedelic dream.

In the dream, he was also injured. A beautiful woman with a blurred face was taking care of him tirelessly. Seeing his injury, she dripped tears on the corners of his lips, and a bitter, salty taste filled his brain.

"Ding dong~ The host must lose the battle to complete the mission. Since it is defeated by the enemy, the system sleep time is reduced by 30.00%."

Although the system was dormant, Zhao Bohao's perverted resilience did not go dormant, and Zhao Bohao woke up as soon as the sun rose the next day.

Although he lost yesterday, Zhao Bohao was not discouraged. After all, without systematic support, his strength was only 50.00%.

It's normal for me to use 50.00% of my strength to compete with a great martial artist and lose.

After washing up as usual, I lay down on the window and waited for the arrival of the cabbage.

But waiting and waiting for Zhao Bohao to find out a frustrating thing, the cabbage that was more punctual than the alarm clock did not come, this is a bit abnormal.

Wanting to find him but not knowing where Baicai lived, he walked towards the training ground alone.

(End of this chapter)