A Week's Worth of Socks
"Perhaps you can force me to use it," Wang Ming said with a smile.
Wang De's expression turned cold. "I will force you to use it."
Chapter 504 A Week's Worth of Socks
Taking advantage of the two fighting
Ling Yuan looked around the mansion.
It's a standard courtyard house, and seeing it made him want to build one and live in it.
The entire Wang Family didn't dare utter a sound.
All the younger generation watched the scene intently.
"Can't you take the initiative? If this stalemate continues, it'll be dark soon." Wang Ming
Wang De's eyes sharpened, and he moved with lightning speed.
With a single fist clenched, he was in front of Wang Ming in an instant.
"Bang!"
A heavy punch was thrown out.
The flames surged, engulfing Wang Ming completely.
"Is that all the strength you have?"
Wang De looked disdainful.
Ling Yuan chuckled softly.
The next second, a gentle breeze blew by, and the dust was gradually dispersed.
Those present looked shocked.
"You blocked it, with one hand?!"
On the field, Wang De's fist was easily blocked by Wang Ming with one hand, without Wang Ming even moving his feet.
As the horrified voice rang out, Wang De's expression turned one of disbelief.
He didn't hold back at all!
Wang Ming took a deep breath, inhaling the continuous flow of energy from the air into his mouth.
A jet-black flame emerged from its mouth, tracing an arc in the void.
"The Flame God's——"
'Not good!'
Wang De had a bad feeling and quickly backed away.
"Howl!"
Boom--!
The next moment, jet-black flames burst forth.
Bang!
Flames pierced through the void and blasted straight out from Wang De's side!
The earth cracked, the stone bricks broke off in unison, and a long horizontal groove appeared in the dent.
Just when it seemed that innocent people were about to be affected.
"Smack!"
With a crisp snap of the fingers, a golden Divine Grace Barrier spread around the arena.
Fire impact
Several disciples who were close to the venue were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground, their backs covered in sweat.
Wang Sheng and the other senior executives all turned their gazes to Ling Yuan, who had a calm expression.
Within the Divine Grace Barrier
Wang De, who narrowly dodged the attack, looked at the ground beside him with a look of shock.
Wang Ming wiped his mouth.
He took a step, then his speed increased, and he went from walking to running.
"Sun, ignite the crimson flames!"
"The Flame God's - Collapse Fist!"
Wang Sheng's pupils contracted, and he subconsciously crossed his hands over his chest.
"Bang!"
"Um!"
With a muffled groan, flames exploded, and the punch sent Wang De slamming into the ground.
The bricks exploded, and the ground, which had no ignition point, burst into flames of the gods.
"Ah!"
With a roar, a crimson fire tornado pierced through the dark flames.
The tornado's spinning motion dispersed the surrounding encroaching black flames.
In the firelight, a middle-aged man was covered in fire patterns.
He assumed a punching stance.
The next moment
The air exploded, and he threw a heavy punch.
Unlike the flashy boxing techniques shown on TV, every punch Wang De is aimed at striking vital points.
However, these so-called killer punches...
For Wang Ming, who had faced death several times, he was still too inexperienced.
Old people have their own experiences, but the difference between those who have walked the edge of death several times and those who have not is not something that can be made up for by mere age.
"Puff!"
A heavy punch landed on Wang De's face.
He spat at it.
The next second
It's the chest area, followed by the head.
Even if they tried to retaliate, Wang Ming would dismantle them one by one.
Having learned martial arts from Xiao Shi, he found Wang De's boxing techniques utterly inadequate.
The Tai Chi stance made it seem as if Wang De was stuck to Wang Ming's fist; no matter how he struck, he couldn't fly away.
The younger generation was dumbfounded.
Some girls even covered their mouths and noses in disbelief.
"Wang De is not weak." The old man slowly opened his eyes.
"But..." Wang Ming, whose body was engulfed in black flames, was reflected in his black pupils. "He is stronger."
"Orange flames, black flames, crimson flames."
"It's unbelievable that three kinds of flames can appear on one person's body, as if corresponding to heaven, earth, and humanity..."
[Human-Deity Fusion] is a technique that grants humans the same power as their Contract Beast.
By combining and neutralizing two abilities, one can achieve twice the power of their own.
The Curse Power and spiritual energy are compressed together.
Crimson and black flames converged in Wang Ming's hand.
Taking a step back, he looked at Wang De, who was suspended in mid-air, and his pupils sharpened.
Two flames suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand and eventually merged together.
Then Wang Ming gave a sudden grip.
The two flames instantly transformed into a ferocious dragon head.
"The Sun God's— "
"Dragon Huang!"
"Roar!"
A dragon's roar suddenly resounded.
A Divine Dragon, its entire body made of flames, roared and flew out from Wang Ming's fist.
It opened its mouth wide, bit Wang De's body, and charged into the sky!
"When the darkness of night and the light of day first faded, the world was also in chaos."
"The Profound Truth of God Destruction—"
"Stop! We surrender!"
Just then, a woman's voice suddenly rang out.
As soon as the flames on Wang Ming's body subsided, he saw a beautiful girl with long black hair rush into the arena.
He directly took the hit from Wang De, whose entire body was engulfed in flames.
"The game is paused!"
Wang Sheng also hurriedly shouted.
"Clan leader, I concede defeat on behalf of my father!" the girl shouted to Wang Sheng.
"Once you concede defeat, it means you have to fulfill the bet."
Wang Sheng glanced at the girl and said.
"I see."
The girl lowered her head.
"Alright, then I declare that Wang Ming has won this competition and will take over the position of Fifth Elder!"
Wang Sheng shouted loudly.
Although I was very excited, I still had to maintain a dignified demeanor.
The younger generation looked at each other in bewilderment, while Wang Jing's cousins stood there dumbfounded.
Wang Ming's strength has far surpassed theirs.
On the field
"Xue'er, your father is useless..."
Upon hearing the announcement of the results, Wang De looked weakly at his daughter.
"Father, it's alright. Don't say anything, let's go get treatment."
"Are you her daughter?"
Wang Ming looked at the girl hugging Wang De and asked curiously.
"So what if it is?" the girl said impatiently.
"If you had told me you had such a beautiful daughter, I would have gone easy on her," Wang Ming said, shaking his head.
"Brute!"
Wang De was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Xue'er's pupils contracted, and she gritted her teeth. "I'd rather die than submit to you!"
Wang Ming: "???"