Shirt attack!
As Wu Zhe's outer shirt was broken under the powerful bombardment of profound energy, without Zong Zhilian's exclamation to remind, everyone saw Wu Zhe's figure problem.
Mu Qingya and Hu Yunjiao knew about it just now, but the others just found out.
How could such a slender girl have such big breasts...
Although they looked sanctimonious on the surface, everyone secretly smacked their tongues in their hearts.
Wu Zhe miscalculated.
Under the reflection of the setting sun, the plump breasts swayed clearly under the blue color of Liubi shirt...
Breast shake... yes, nothing wrong, so obvious.
big problem, big problem...
She concealed it for so long, even lying on her stomach by the window for such a long time, so much so that she put on a few coats and became fat, just because she didn't want others to see the problem with her breasts.
But now that it is blown into the air, let alone being seen, even the softness and elasticity can be seen clearly.
Although she is not naked, but against the backdrop of the graceful girl's body, the chest is extremely plump, and the bulging Liubi shirt makes people blush even more in the near-weightless environment.
The prince blushed, and his heart couldn't help beating wildly. Immediately he also understood why Hu Yunjiao ran out just now and asked about the flaws of Zizai Shengong. Could it be that this is the flaw in her practice of Zizi Shengong
Elder Bai also thought of this in his heart, and couldn't help being stunned. Only the Sovereign's skin loss of feeling is used as a reference, and he is not sure whether this is a problem with Zi Zi Shen Gong.
Elder Ying and the other elders of the Sanshengzong were not too surprised. After all, they had never met Wu Zhe before, and they were still thinking to themselves: No wonder the rumors say that although she is not beautiful, she has an unattractive feeling. It turns out that the crux is here.
Mang Lao has a straight temper, he raised his head and shouted strangely: "Wow, this girl has such big breasts!"
The Liubi shirt on Wu Zhe's body changed color instantly. From the original emerald green to pink.
Shizi knew in his heart that this was a sign of a girl's shyness. He knew that his mother's Liubi shirt had this effect, changing its color according to the mood of the wearer.
"Haha. Will the clothes change color?" Zong Zhilian exclaimed, "Will it become transparent? Oops—"
Wu Zhe punched in the air, and a sharp punch hit Zong Zhilian through the air. Hit him somersault.
Immediately, she twisted her figure in the air, and slammed down again: "Continue to fly the dragon in the sky!"
This attacking palm from top to bottom is Wu Zhe's spoofing adoption of Zhou Xingchi's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms' flying dragon in the sky move in "Su Qier". She really hoped to add the last sentence [finish work], but it's a pity that Mang Lao is like a rock, and he will not move under the impact of her profound energy.
Boom—
For the third time, Wu Zhe was beaten upside down and flew into the air.
"Wow! Spectacular!" Zong Zhilian, who had just got up from the ground, put his hands on the awning and raised his head. Grabbing the fan and shaking it, he murmured: "If the clouds are erratic in the sky, it seems to be swaying in front of my eyes. It's soft and bouncing, and it's wobbly, and it's better than two balls of cotton."
"What a poem, what a poem! Wow! What a lot of strength!" Old Mang laughed, as if he had the same taste as Zong Zhilian.
Wu Zhe volleyed down for the fourth time, this time stronger than before. Old Mang raised 90% of his strength cautiously, already terrified.
This is a nine-star profound energy master, only half a moon step, but he can actually force me to muster ninety percent of my profound energy? !
Wu Zhe was sent flying again. At this time, the Liubi shirt had turned red.
It seems that she also heard Zong Zhilian's rhetoric, and she was so angry that she vented all her anger on Old Mang.
boom-
Fifth time.
boom-
Sixth time.
Wu Zhe was constantly being knocked into the air. Immediately after falling and attacking, the number has reached seventeen.
When Wu Zhe slammed the eighteenth palm strike in the air, Old Mang suddenly found that his feet had sunk half a foot into the ground, forming deep footprints: "What a powerful force! It's not like a martial artist with nine-star profound energy! "
Elder Ying also saw the problem: "Old Mang, do you think her strength has weakened?!"
"It hasn't weakened in the slightest!" Mang Lao replied, "I counterattacked her with 90% of my profound energy, I never thought she could shoot eighteen palms in a row, ah, the nineteenth palm!"
With a bang, Wu Zhe was sent flying again by Mang Lao's counterattack.
But then the twentieth palm came again.
"How is it possible? It's fine if you don't get injured, where did you get such sustained combat power?!" Old Ying was shocked. He looked at Elder Long beside him.
Long Lao looked at Wu Zhe with both eyes, but didn't reply.
There was no stopping. Everyone just watched helplessly as Wu Zhe was continuously knocked into the air, and then continued to attack when he landed.
Mu Qingya and Hu Yunjiao watched nervously with sweaty fists.
Elder Bai was startled when he saw it. Even if he is in the New Moon Realm at the Moon Stage, I am afraid that the continuation of profound energy will not be so long-lasting.
Wu Zhe's Liubi shirt had gradually turned back to emerald green, and she kept attacking without saying a word.
The strength of Mang Lao's counterattack should not be underestimated, Wu Zhe's body was indeed seriously injured.
But as long as she has enough energy, she is almost immortal. It's just that the meridian is constantly repairing the concussion damage during the time it was knocked into the air.
"Xiao Ruoyao, you really have a lot of skills. It depends on how long you can survive!" Mang Lao was also stubborn, so he just stood there and bombarded Wu Zhe with his palms upward with 90% of his profound strength.
After only thirty or so blows, Mang Lao's knees sank into the bluestone ground.
"It's small, why is it getting smaller..." Zong Zhilian stared blankly at Wu Zhe's figure. There was a hint of regret in his words.
Indeed, Wu Zhe's figure is still graceful, but the shaking feeling in his chest has been greatly reduced.
The continuous consumption of energy made her body change back to normal.
The Liubi shirt on Wu Zhe's body turned white, and his figure fluttered like a cloud that kept flying up and down.
"This dress can change color, what does it mean to be white now?" Zong Zhilian wondered.
However, the son of the world knows that Liubi shirt will turn white when she meditates and concentrates on it from her mother.
But she is still attacking constantly, how could Liubi shirt become such a color
Hu Yunjiao and the others were even more puzzled.
Now, only Wu Zhe himself knows.
She was still flying up and down, stretching out her palms to attack, but she fell into a weird state.
This is a mysterious and mysterious feeling.
The arrow, an arrow pointing downwards, lingered in her mind at this moment.
There was nothing else in her mind, just this kind of moment. Although she didn't have a full sense of crisis, she seemed to have caught a feeling.
I can't tell, I don't understand.
When hitting the thirty-eighth hit, Wu Zhe suddenly shouted: "The strongest blow!"
When she fell this time, the speed suddenly became a little slower. It seemed that the air had a kind of buoyancy, which slowed her down.
Because of Wu Zhe, he seemed to have vaguely realized the meaning of that arrow. (to be continued)