Chapter 2835: Balan

"Hey, here's another one~"
Shilock suppressed the laugh and whispered, but the urge to laugh wildly was so violent that her voice became very strange.
"You dare to be so disrespectful to the descendants of the gods, you are really presumptuous." The visitor gave Silok a glance and said with disdain: "If this is the case, let my Lord Balan teach you what it means to worship God!"
The arrogant and rude Balan glanced at Shilock with disdain, moved his body, rushed towards Shilock at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and slammed a punch when he was only two meters away from Shilock.
The magic value like a rushing river converges on his fist, and in the next second, it compresses and explodes!
The moment the sharp chirping sounded, a huge amount of magic power was shot out in an exaggerated manner, like a fright, banging straight towards Shilock.
"Die, rude ants, turn into seabed dust, hurricane tsunami punch!"
The mana value full of tyrannical power, like a wind, approached Shilock with an unrivaled posture, and when she laughed wildly, her body was forced into life.
The moment when the fist wind collided with Shilock, the opposing wave erupted like a tsunami, sweeping all buildings within hundreds of meters, and humans and animals were like dead leaves in the violent wind, and they were thrown out nearly a thousand meters in the blink of an eye .
Standing at the center of the counter wave, I couldn't bear the raging impact, but fortunately, Spitz, who swept on the side, helped to offset most of the shock wave, which allowed me to escape the tragedy of being rushed out.
"This kid is not bad," Spitz praised from the side, the tone was very similar to the parents praising the kid who just learned to walk.
"Huh, a weak one."
The voice of Odachi sounded in my mind.
"Hey, hey, awake, okay, if this can be called a weak chicken, what am I? The weak chicken among the weak chickens? Or the salted fish among the weak chickens?"
"You are weaker," Odachi said frankly.
If it weren't for the possibility of being cut by the blade, I would really like to beat it badly. If you don't use your tongue, will you die?
At the same time, the aura of the two sides fighting in the field has reached the highest point-just the highest point of Balan, Shilock still has a weird expression that barely suppresses the laughter.
"Damn it!" Balan, who was still unleashing his fist wind, was really furious when seeing Shilock still having a painless expression.
Obviously, he is the kind of good strength, but easy to be arrogant, complacent, arrogant, and the best way to deal with this type of enemy is to provoke him.
The above is all for me. As for Shilock, she didn't intentionally want to provoke him, but simply felt that this guy was too weak and she didn't bother to take a look.
However, this move happened to touch Balan’s rage point, and he heard Balan’s roar. The magic power gathered on his fists at an extremely fast speed, and he released a larger magic than before. Waves, the next moment, magic waves erupted like a flood, forming an even greater fist wind, blasting towards Shilock.
A heavy blow will have a miraculous effect.
Sure enough, the careless Shilock also suffered after facing the sudden increase in the power of the boxing wind, but it was only a small loss, so small that she was not injured, but only took two steps back.
But don’t underestimate these two steps. Just like Armstrong took the greatest step of mankind, these two backward steps can be called the most glorious moments in Balan’s life-he was shaken by one person. apostle!
Don’t think that Shilock’s strength is a little weak among the apostles, and it’s just a bully. Their apostles were once known as the top powerhouses in the universe, and they rarely met opponents in the universe for hundreds of millions of years. It is the Hefeng Mainland.
I really want to slap Bal'an's arrogant and stubbornly triangular face, and then yelled: "Don't be so proud of the descendants of the gods all day long, keep your eagle eyes wide open, and see yourself and The gap between the opponents, then...be proud, you can actually push the apostle back one-on-one, just this ability is enough to be included in the ranks of the strong!"
However, I did not say this sentence, because I know that once this is said, this product will completely collapse, and then release the fist even more crazily. It must be that Shilock at that time will definitely be in pain to protect me. Killer, it's a pity to let a wonderful matchup come to an end, so I decided to shut up.
Obviously, Shilock was also very interested in such a strong seagod who could force her back two steps, so she decided to be a little serious, as a reward for this guy who could force her back.
The dark green long hair moved against the fist wind, and in a very short time wrapped into the shape of a fist, facing the blasting fist wind, it blew back.
Huh!呯呯呯呯!
A series of collisions made a muffled sound, and the fist formed by Shilock's hair actually pushed the fist back several meters in a few seconds.
Balan also noticed something was wrong at this time. He used a secret killing, but the other party had a face of disdain at first. After being forced to take two steps back, he became a little serious, but he was only serious enough to use his hair. Cheng's fist confronted his own tricks, so that was so, he also forced his own tricks to the wind!
terrible!
but--
"I am the sea general of His Majesty the King of Gods, one of the seven strongest descendants of the Protoss, how could I be defeated by an unknown person like you!"
"Puff!" I couldn't help but let out a chuckle.
Balan was so angry that his scarlet eyes stared at me fiercely, and shouted in a hoarse but threatening voice: "What are you laughing at!"
"Sorry, I don't know why I laughed, but suddenly I couldn't hold it back. Please forgive me."
I waved my hands to apologize, but the smile on my face did not fade at all.
"Bastard!" Balan is a strong man himself. Although he can't figure out the strength of Shilock when facing Shilock, he can feel a bit when facing me. Anyway, he will not be stronger than him, bullying the weak. It was the original sin, so after realizing my general strength, he yelled and punched again, trying to crush me into dregs with violent fist wind!
Then he just shook his fist and felt his whole body tighten. He suddenly turned around, and his hands crossed at a very fast speed. At the moment of cross, golden rays of light continued to flicker, and strands of golden light were in essence. In a very short time, It condenses into a golden wall.
In the next instant, an explosion sounded, and the fist made of hair slammed into the golden wall, knocking out the dense cracks of this majestic wall.
The total of the first hit had just ended, before Balan could catch his breath, the dark green fist woven with his hair threw a second heavy punch.
This time, the golden light exploded and the ground was full of colors.
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