Douluo Ball Lottery Draw System

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The little fat man Ma Junhong looked angry and said:

What is it that you can't stand me? I really don't understand what you girls are thinking. It's okay to break up. Come with me again, and I'll break up with you, otherwise, there's no way.

While speaking, Ma Junhong raised her hand and went to pull the girl Cuihua.

puff!

A sudden laughter suddenly caught Ma Junhong's attention.

When he turned his head suddenly, he saw Yang Ming covering his stomach and laughing from ear to ear.

At such a young age, Ma Junhong came here with a girl, and Yang Ming couldn't hold back.

Ma Junhong raised her eyebrows and said angrily:

What kind of thing are you, you dare to laugh at Lao Tzu?

Hey! Xiao Wu put her hands on her hips, making trouble for Yang Ming, and said, Why are you so rude?

What's wrong? Ma Junhong said with an arrogant face, I am your father, come and bite me if you refuse to accept it!

Tang San's face sank: Who are you, Lao Tzu? Say it again if you have the ability?

Ma Junhong's two mouse whiskers trembled slightly on his upper lip, and sneered, Whoever meddles with his own business, I am who I am!

No matter how good-tempered Tang San was, he couldn't tolerate others being insulted like this, what's more, Ma Junhong not only insulted him, but also insulted Yang Ming and Xiao Wu.

It is bearable, and it is unbearable!

Unmoving like a mountain, moving like a rush of fire, Tang San moved, wrapped in raging anger, stepping on the trail of ghosts and shadows. The fat man kicked in the chest.

This kick looks like one kick, but it hides the following two changes. Tang San is about to move with a hidden weapon in his hand, and the blue silver grass martial spirit is also ready to go, not to mention that this foot is wrapped in a powerful force. Ordinary people may not be able to afford it.

However, since the little fat man is so arrogant, of course he also has arrogant capital.

Seeing that Tang San's Scud was about to strike, Ma Junhong pursed a sneer at the corner of her mouth.

Look if I don't beat you down!

As soon as the words fell, Ma Junhong slammed his fists forward, blocking Tang San's feet, a faint purple light shone on his body, which was obviously a fluctuation of spirit power.

Tang San raised his brows, realizing that Little Fatty wasn't very easy to deal with, he simply changed his moves in mid-air, his kick stopped miraculously in mid-air, and instead kicked into a tread, stepping on Little Fatty's abdomen.

Regardless of Ma Junhong's fatness, her reaction was not at all dissatisfied, she flexibly swung her raised fists down at the same time, hitting Tang San's feet.

Whoosh!

Under Tang San's sleeve robe, a black shadow disappeared in a flash, very fast.

Ma Junhong's expression changed slightly, and neatly dodged to avoid Tang San's feet and hidden weapons.

Standing still again, Ma Jun's face was not blushing or panting. It seemed that the series of actions in a short period of time did not affect him much. Instead, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, saying:

Hmph, no wonder I dare to mind my own business, I have a little skill.

However, that's it for you. I'll let you see what it means to be in front of absolute strength, all resistance is vain!

Phoenix! Possession!

The word phoenix is ​​quite deterrent.

Since ancient times, being associated with creatures such as dragons, phoenixes, and unicorns is definitely a tall and high-grade existence.

Among the beast spirits in Douluo Continent, there are several particularly powerful spirits, the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex, the White Tiger, the Nine-Headed Fire Phoenix, and the Seraph.

Phoenix is ​​also known as the colorful bird. The Phoenix Martial Spirit not only allows the host to have the ability to fly, but also endows the host with the powerful attack power of the fire attribute.

Tang San and Xiao Wu froze slightly in their hearts, but Yang Ming watched Ma Junhong perform with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Purple-red rays of light rushed out from Ma Junhong's body, and the short hair on his head suddenly became longer and gathered towards the center, turning into a mohawk-style hairstyle. The wings did not appear, but the purple-red rays of light came out of the body. Immediately, intense heat is released.

Two circles of yellow spirit rings rose from under his feet at the same time, long feathers grew out of the thick arms that were exposed, and his hands also turned into bird-like claws.

However, what is different from the noble, dignified and elegant Phoenix image in the impression is that Ma Junhong's appearance at this time is quite funny.

With a chubby body, arms with long purple-red feathers, and raised hair, it is very unconventional.

Even so, Ma Junhong took on a very coquettish posture and said:

Fear, despair, and kneel in remorse for offending me!

Pfft. Xiao Wu covered her mouth and laughed, You are such a turkey, so embarrassed to make us feel hopeless?

Who are you calling a turkey? You are a turkey, and your whole family is a turkey!

The word turkey chicken seemed to touch Ma Junhong's sore spot, the first spirit ring under his feet lit up, he suddenly opened his mouth, and a thin purple-red flame spewed out, turning into a slender tongue of flame.

Wherever the flames passed, the heat distorted the air.

Watch out!

Tang San secretly buried the blue silver grass underground, originally prepared to deal with Ma Junhong, but now he can't care to hide it.

Growing vigorously from the ground, it turned into a long blue vine that wrapped around Xiao Wu's slender waist, pulling her sideways, avoiding the fire from Ma Junhong.

Ma Junhong turned her eyes and glanced coldly at Tang San and Xiao Wu, then her eyes fixed on Yang Ming.

He didn't forget that the first person to laugh at him was Yang Ming!

Ma Junhong didn't close his mouth and let the flames continue to breathe, but he turned the target and sprayed towards Yang Ming this time.

Although the attack distance of the flame tongue was only five meters, the temperature of the flame was very high, and the surrounding air was distorted.

There was a flash of excitement in Ma Junhong's eyes. He really wanted to see Yang Ming fleeing in embarrassment in front of his powerful soul ability.

At that time, he will be able to mock Yang Ming loudly and let out a good breath!

However, to his surprise, Yang Ming didn't mean to dodge at all.

What's the situation? Is he looking down on me?

Thinking like this, Ma Junhong's eyes flashed with anger, and he secretly increased the output of soul power, even the flames became bigger, and the hot wind and waves hit his face.

Playing with fire in front of me?

Yang Ming's expression was a bit dumbfounded. At the same time as the black spirit ring appeared under his feet, part of his body was transformed into the body of a flame demon, and his palms were made of Qinglian Earth Heart Fire.

Then, in Ma Junhong's rather terrifying eyes, the finger covered by the cyan flame cloth flicked so lightly, the flame tongue was as crisp as glass, and it was directly extinguished!

The King of Flame Demons, but the master of flames!

A little bit of fire is just a trifle!

This is impossible!

The scene in front of him directly subverted Ma Junhong's three views.

Young man. Yang Ming raised his head, looked at Ma Junhong indifferently, and chuckled: You can pretend to be like them, pretend to me and kill you!