People are Douluo, breath becomes God

There is such a yard.

There is a small pond inside, covering an area of ​​about one acre.To the south of the small pond, there is a green grove, which is much smaller than the grove at Notting College, covering an area of ​​about one acre.

This courtyard is Helmer's house, just behind the Wuhun Branch Hall in Notting City.

At this time, there were three people in the yard, a child, an old man, and a waiter.

"Uncle, will you resist the beating?"

Hearing this, the waitress serving tea and water couldn't help but be stunned. She almost threw the tray away, covered her mouth and snickered:

"This kid is really interesting. I dare to ask our Lord Bishop if he can resist being beaten. I'm afraid his little skin is itchy and he will be beaten."

After receiving a glass of clear green herbal tea from the waitress, Wang Jiuxian drank it in one gulp and glanced at the beautiful waitress's slim figure.

Hey, old man Helmer, tsk tsk, he has a good eye...

"What did you say?" Bishop Helmer plucked his ears and looked at Wang Jiuxian, who was squinting in disbelief.

This brat is too arrogant!

Wang Jiuxian is still taking aim.

This old man pretends to be a fan... "Watch me take off your disguise!"

Wang Jiuxian straightened his voice and said with a smile: "Uncle, I just want to try out the power of this power control method!"

"Your martial spirit is a powerful brown bear. Not only is its strength astonishing, but its defensive power is also one of the few. You are the most suitable here, aren't you?"

"I can't go to this beautiful lady, can I?"

Looking at the beautiful waitress again, Wang Jiuxian laughed.

Helmer frowned.

However, he also wanted to see how strong Wang Jiuxian was.

He waved the waitress away.

"The strong brown bear, cling to me, the strong force belongs to me!"

Bishop Helmer shouted loudly, and five soul rings rose up from the soles of his feet, yellow, yellow, purple, and purple, circling up and down his body.

At the same time, Helmer's body grew in size, much more powerful than the one possessed by Su Yuntao's lone wolf.

Fat and strong, not as lean as a lone wolf.

Swish!

After waving his bear claws twice, Helmer felt confident.Comparing strength and defense, he really has never been intimidated by anyone!

Come on, boy, I want to see what you can do!

Ah, the power belongs to your sister... Wang Jiuxian complained to Helmer in his head, looked at Helmer coldly, prepared to use super strength, and told Helmer to know——

Power belongs to everyone!

"Uncle, are you ready?" Wang Jiuxian smiled, very cute, well-behaved, and very polite.

The waitress stood far away, staring at Wang Jiuxian's cute smiling face with bright eyes, looking like a little girl.

What a cute thing to say!

Hum, even if you pretend to be cute, you can't impress the strong physique of my mighty brown bear... Bishop Helmer is already dissatisfied with the "rebellion" shown by the waitress:

"Come on kid, let me see..."

Swish!

Wang Jiuxian's body flashed, his golden fist clenched out, and he shouted: "Your strength is mine!"

Bang!

Bishop Helmer stood on the spot, the corners of his mouth gradually raised, and said disdainfully: "Is it just this little strength?"

You underestimated the Soul Sect too much, your strength is not enough!Wang Jiuxian slowly backed away, back to where he had just stood, and said, "Uncle, I'm going to use some force. Are you ready?"

With so little strength, why do you need to prepare?Helmer touched his beard and said dismissively: "Come on, kid, I'm ready..."

Swish!

As fast as lightning, the person has disappeared.

Bang!

Helmer still stood there, with the corner of his mouth twitching.

This kid is always doing sneak attacks.

Turning his 1.9-meter-and-a-half-meter-long body to the side, Bishop Helmer sarcastically said: "My child, is your strength like this? It's like a mosquito bite and you haven't eaten!"

Back again.

Wang Jiuxian smiled and nodded: "Uncle, how do you know I haven't eaten? Treat me to a big dinner later!"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Jiuxian disappeared with a swish sound.

jump up.

Bang!

The small golden fist collided with Helmer's tough abdomen, making a painful sound of hitting the sandbag.

"Okay~ah~oh~"

Bishop Helmer's stubble-covered mouth opened into a cylinder, and his fat body arched into a shrimp... ball in mid-air.

crackling...

The waitress's little mouth was wide open as she watched her bishop fly over the small pond, land in the woods, and overwhelm a young mako tree.

It took her a long time to react. She threw the tray in her hand and ran over in surprise: "Oh my God, Lord Bishop!"

Bishop Helmer stood up with support on his waist, patted the soil and a few leaves on his body, stood up and cursed: "You brat! You are too strong, so you don't know how to be gentle!"

Nine points of power...

Wang Jiuxian smiled.

He didn't use his natural divine power, but just used the power control method he just learned, coupled with the powerful strength of his pure physique.

A physique above 200 is indeed not at the same level as when it was 100.

Bishop Helmer stood in the grove and looked at Wang Jiuxian with heartache.

The waitress was at a loss. She was patting the dirt off his body and picking leaves from his body. Her eyes were red.

Turning around, he stared at Wang Jiuxian. The child's cute smiling face was no longer there...

Okay, I can’t lie to myself, it’s still so cute, but it’s also hateful!

Wang Jiuxian looked at the waitress. She was beautiful, young and graceful.

He looked at Helmer again, with a beard and a face like a millstone.

It’s not that Bishop Helmer has a big face, but that his face is... extremely big, and his face is as pitted as a millstone.

This... true love!undoubtedly!

I heard that admiration is also a kind of love.

Wang Jiuxian ran around the small pond, stared wide-eyed, and asked innocently: "Uncle, are you okay? Are you injured anywhere? I couldn't control my strength for a moment."

"Pooh!"

Helmer spit out the remaining leaves in his mouth and his face twitched.

"With your little strength, you still want to hurt me? Humph, you can't control it? You've been teaching me this for three or four days, but it's all in vain!"

Wang Jiuxian is sorry.

scratching his head.

but,……

Hey, the Bishop knows how to slide.

Wang Jiuxian asked: "Would you like to try again?"

Helmer coughed, was supported by the waitress, and walked into the room. As he walked, he said: "Don't try, you haven't practiced well! Practice first, and hit a thousand punches first. If it doesn't ring, it won't count!" "

"Okay, uncle, walk slowly." Wang Jiuxian shouted.

Bishop Helmer supported his injured waist and slowly walked into the room. The weight of nearly two hundred kilograms was almost entirely on the shoulders of the weak waitress.

The pressure caused her little mouth to open slightly, and she gasped for breath.

Wang Jiuxian ignored these two people, stood in the yard, opened his stance, and punched one after another.

At first, there was almost one punch after every three punches, but then the punches became loud and loud. Wang Jiuxian was practicing boxing all morning, and he only took a moment to take a drink of water.

The power control method called "Breath of the Wild" became more and more proficient.

Until the sun rises.

Helmer walked out of the room with a rosy face, but the waitress didn't come out for a long time. She didn't know what she was doing in the room, and she didn't come out to wait on him.

"Okay, let's go eat!" Helmer was very angry, thinking that his back injury was almost healed.

The blow was too gentle... Thinking of this, Wang Jiuxian looked calm and prepared to hit harder next time he had the opportunity.

Just when Wang Jiuxian was preparing to have a big meal.

Tang San and Yu Xiaogang returned from the Soul Hunting Forest.

Tang San was in an excited and happy mood, full of confidence that he would challenge Wang Jiuxian.

The master told him that the first soul ring he absorbed had reached the limit of a soul master.

Although the Blue Silver Grass was a little weaker, the Mandala Snake Soul Ring solved his problem very well.

On the other hand, the master also told him that control-type soul masters have a natural advantage over attack-type soul masters.

Tang San was of the control type, and Wang Jiuxian was of the power attack type.

The most important thing is that Xuantian Kung has entered the second level.

The purple devil eyes, mysterious jade hands, ghost shadows, controlling cranes and capturing dragons, and hidden weapons have all been improved.

Tang San was full of confidence.

Prepare to blow Wang Jiuxian's head off to vent his anger from being beaten by Wang Jiuxian all these years!