1977: C1977 Star segment ii

C1977 Star segment ii

3It had to be known, that if Mo Lin broke through the Dragon Elephant Power Spell to the third star sector, then Mo Lin would have the strength of four elephants, which was equivalent to the strength of eight tigers.

If Mo Lin had the strength of eight tigers, then the strength of seven tigers and two wolves of Wu Bo would not be much in front of Mo Lin!

It was precisely because he felt that he was about to break through to the third star sector that Mo Lin sat down on the ground and started to use the Dragon Elephant's Power Drawing Arts to break through the bottleneck.

"Hmm? You clown, what do you mean by sitting on the spot with your legs crossed? Are you bowing to me? But let me tell you, even if you surrender now, it will be useless! "

Looking at Mo Lin, Uncle Wu laughed without end, his entire being filled with disdain!

However, what he did not know was that while he was laughing, the bottleneck of the second star section of the Mo Lin Dragon Elephant Power Incantation was disappearing bit by bit.

"The weak are the weak. If you are the weak, then you will be weak for life. Die for me!"

"Heaven Grief Blood Slaughter Art!"

At this moment, Wu Bo's eyes were bloodshot, his killing intent overwhelming the heavens.

It was also at this moment that he raised his hand and shot out three streaks of blood-red palm energies.

The strongest of the three blood palm attacks struck towards Mo Lin, while the remaining two struck towards Zhao Taisen and Ying Tiangang.

"Hahaha, next year, today will be your death offering, hahaha!"

After sending out three palm strikes, Wu Bo became even more insolent. He looked like an evil spirit with disheveled hair. His ferocity had reached an unimaginable level.

But just when he was extremely sinister, thinking that he could crush Mo Lin and the others, and at the same time kill Mo Lin and the others, Mo Lin smoothly broke through to the third star.

And just as Mo Lin successfully broke through to the third star sector, Mo Lin's strength instantly broke through to the strength of four elephants.

According to the calculation of the strength of one elephant equals the strength of two tigers, Mo Lin's strength had already reached the strength of eight tigers.

Mo Lin's Eight Tigers' strength, Wu Bo's Seven Tigers' strength, and Wu Bo's Two Wolves' strength, although the difference was not big between the two!

However, one had to know that when experts fought, every single move was fatal. A small gap was a chasm that was as wide as the heavens.

In other words, Mo Lin could suppress this Uncle Wu now.

When Mo Lin had broken through to the third star, his strength had increased to the strength of eight tigers, he jumped out, directly leaped up, and immediately followed up with three palm strikes towards Wu Bo. Based on his actions, Mo Lin was obviously preparing to receive three palm strikes from Wu Bo!

When Uncle Wu saw Mo Lin being beaten to death, he immediately sneered.

"Hmph, you couldn't even block one palm just now, and now you want to block three? What a fool. "How laughable!"

Looking at Mo Lin, Wu Bo sneered.

However, just as he finished sneering, a scene that made him slap himself in the face occurred!

Mo Lin then grabbed with force, causing all three of Wu Bo's palms to instantly disintegrate and disappear without a trace.

"Hmm? This ? What was going on? How could this brat instantly receive three of my palm attacks? "That's impossible!"

At this time, Uncle Wu looked at Mo Lin, his face full of shock.

"What is it? "Are you very surprised?"

After breaking apart Wu Bo's three palm strikes, Mo Lin sneered at Wu Bo, and did not stop there.

"Just what kind of demonic technique did you use? How were you able to receive three of my palms? You clearly couldn't even receive one palm just now!"

At this time, Uncle Wu looked at Mo Lin, his face filled with uncertainty.

"HeDong, Hexi, in three seconds, you should never underestimate your opponent, because your opponent is improving at every second. To tell you the truth, a few seconds ago, I was still only one of the six tigers, but now, I already have the strength of eight tigers, if I'm not wrong, you should have the strength of seven tigers and two wolves. However, compared to my strength of eight tigers, your strength is far weaker.

Looking at Wu Bo, Mo Lin sneered once again.

"Brat, don't speak nonsense. How could you break through from the Six Tiger's power to the Eight Tiger's power in three seconds? That's impossible. Brat, you're definitely bluffing! You're lying to me!"

Just at this time, Uncle Wu looked at Mo Lin, his eyes sinister, and roared.

It could be said that he did not believe a single word that Mo Lin had broken through from the power of six tigers to the power of eight tigers in a few seconds.

Mo Lin had indeed broken through to the Eight Tiger Power, whether Wu Bo believed it or not, he could not change anything.

"Kid, take another of my palms. I want to see how you will withstand my palm strike!"

At this time, Uncle Wu looked at Mo Lin, bared his teeth, and once again struck towards Mo Lin with his Heaven's Grief Palm.

As he watched Wu Bo repeat his old trick, he immediately sneered.

If it was just now, he would indeed have been fearful of this Uncle Wu by three points, but right now, Uncle Wu's Heaven's Grief Palm was something that Mo Lin did not put in his eyes at all.

It could be said that in Mo Lin's eyes, Wu Bo's Heaven's Grief Palm was like a child's play. It was not even worth mentioning, it was just like a child's play!

And it was precisely because of this that Mo Lin looked at Wu Bo who was attacking with the corners of his mouth in extreme disdain.

Mo Lin stood in his original position, unmoving like a mountain, waiting for Wu Bo's attack.

"Un!? This brat actually didn't take any blows? Not moving at all? Is he looking down on me? "

Right at this moment, Uncle Wu saw that Mo Lin didn't take him seriously at all.

It could be said that Uncle Wu was already furious, but now that he was provoked by Mo Lin, his killing intent soared to the heavens!

"Brat, I want you dead!"

At this time, Wu Bo's palms became more and more sharp, and his power became more and more violent.

At this moment, Wu Bo's Heavenly Grief Palm was directly aimed at Mo Lin's head.

From his posture, it was clear that he wanted to shatter Mo Lin's skull with a single blow, and kill him in an instant!

But just when he was three inches away from Mo Lin, Mo Lin who was standing in his original spot suddenly took action, and forcefully struck Wu Bo's Heaven's Grief Palm!

"Rumble!" "Bam!"

Bang! With a loud sound, Mo Lin smashed his fist onto Wu Bo's palm force.

"Ahh ?"

It was also at this moment that Wu Bo let out a loud roar and spewed out blood.

After all, Mo Lin's punch had completely dislocated Uncle Wu's forearm.

At this moment, Wu Bo's forearm was drooping down. After a few breaths of time, Wu Bo's forearm swelled up like a steamed bun.

After clashing palms with Mo Lin, this time, Wu Bo took thirty steps back. Mo Lin stood still on the same spot, just like Mt.

Looking at Uncle Wu, he retreated 30 steps and spat out blood. At this moment, his entire arm had fallen off.

"Ah... Pain ? "It hurts ?"0

At this moment, Wu Bo held onto his right arm and continued to grit his teeth while wailing.

And the intense pain had already overwhelmed him. Cold sweat dripped from his forehead as he sweated profusely!

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