Super UP Master: I use Dragon Ball to summon Shenlong

After summoning the ink dragon, Mr. Zhao knew that he had 100% control over it.There is no need to give manual commands, you can control it just by thinking about it in your mind.

Looking at the huge body of the ink dragon, Zhao Laoyi waved.

The next moment, Mo Long's body shrank rapidly.But in the blink of an eye, it turned into a ten centimeter long dragon.And under the control of Mr. Zhao, he got into his sleeve.

Then it emerged from Mr. Zhao's collar and hovered over his shoulders.

"That's great! By the way, Mr. Zhao, how strong is it?" Looking at the Molong on Mr. Zhao's shoulder with envy, Chen Hai pointed at it and asked.

Hearing Chen Hai's words, Mr. Zhao shook his head first, and then said as if he thought of something: "There is no reference object, and I am not sure about its strength. Why not try it now."

"Okay!" Chen Hai nodded eagerly. If Mr. Zhao hadn't said it, he would have suggested it.

In the past few days, he has been dealing with various documents in the office, and his hands have been itchy for a long time.Especially for a situation like his that doesn't advance or retreat, only constant fighting can satisfy the evil spirits haunting him.

And I don’t know if it’s because of the evil spirits that haunt him, but he has become more and more bellicose.But Chen Hai didn't think anything was wrong, and there was nothing wrong with liking to fight.

Others want it, but they haven’t had the opportunity yet.

After taking a few steps back, Chen Hai came to an open space with no debris around.Fortunately, this courtyard is large enough. This courtyard alone is as big as two basketball courts.

"Evil haunted!"

Pulling out the evil ghost behind him, Chen Hai gave a low drink.

The next moment various visions flashed through, and Chen Hai quickly completed his transformation.

He was wearing a golden battle armor, holding a golden spear, and with a majestic cloak, he looked very handsome.

To be honest, this kind of powerful and handsome prop is very attractive to men.

Some boring people on the Internet made a statistics. Among them, the most popular prop among men, the evil ghost is at the forefront, and it has never been used.

"Test the melee physical attack first." Seeing that Chen Hai was ready, Mr. Zhao waved his hand gently and said: "Go!"

Then, the little Molong leaped out.And its body grew bigger and bigger. When it flew in front of Chen Hai, it was already more than two meters long.

The next moment, the dragon's claws were raised and fiercely grabbed Chen Hai.

"Good come!"

Upon seeing this, Chen Hai held a spear and advanced forward without retreating, striking Mo Long with a sweeping sweep.

Clang!

With the sound of gold and iron clashing, Chen Hai and Mo Long were separated at the first touch.

In this fight, the two were evenly matched.

"Very strong!" Feeling his slightly trembling hands, Chen Hai was shocked.

Although he didn't have the same full strength just now, he still exerted the power of the seventh or eighth level.

You must know that the evil ghost haunting is originally a tool for defense and strength. If it can be evenly matched with him in terms of strength, it means that the strength of this Molong is not weaker than his own.

Chen Hai even thought that Mr. Zhao just said that he would test his melee combat ability first.This also shows that this Molong also has long-range means.

Afterwards, Chen Hai worked hard and fought fiercely with Mo Long with a spear in hand.I shoot, you claw, no one will give way.

And the Molong's weapons are not only its claws, but also its thick and powerful tail.

The feeling of being hit by it is not pleasant, Chen Hai has experienced it deeply.Even he was swept away for about ten meters. Although he was not injured, his chest was still a little tight and it took him a few minutes to recover.

The battle lasted for half an hour. Although there was no winner, Chen Hai was really happy.At this time, his body has completely warmed up, and the bigger he is, the better he is.

In the end, it was only after Mr. Zhao stopped him that Chen Hai stopped.

"How's it going?" Panting slightly, Chen Hai shouldered his spear and asked.He was still a little depressed that Mr. Zhao didn't let him fully enjoy himself.

"The melee combat ability will only be tested here. There will be no results if we continue to fight. Moreover, Mo Long's Wen Qi consumes a lot. Let's test the final long-range ability next." Mr. Zhao smiled bitterly. As the master of Mo Long, Naturally, he knew Mo Long's state at this time.

After all, it is composed of literary energy, and every second it exists consumes literary energy.In the battle with Chen Hai, Mo Long's literary energy was consumed even more intensely.So it seems that Mo Long and Chen Hai are evenly matched, but Mr. Zhao knows that in a real fight, Mo Long will not be Chen Hai's opponent.

According to the current amount of literary energy, it will be almost exhausted after another half hour of fighting.When the time comes, Molong will dissipate directly.Of course, if there is no fighting, it can be conservatively estimated to last about a week.

"Okay!" Chen Hai responded after hearing what Mr. Zhao said.He is also looking forward to Mo Long's long-range ability.

"Director Chen, you just need to defend yourself from now on, don't hide away." After telling Chen Hai, Mr. Zhao controlled Mo Long to fly in front of him.

"Okay!" Chen Hai responded loudly, holding guns in both hands in a defensive posture.

Seeing that Chen Hai was ready, Mr. Zhao also had no ink marks and began to control Mo Long.

The Molong suspended in the air opened its mouth, and a ball of dark energy formed in its mouth, growing bigger and bigger.

After more than ten seconds, Mo Long raised his head slightly and then vomited.The dark energy ball that had expanded to one meter in diameter turned into an energy column and flew towards Chen Hai.

But in an instant, Chen Hai's expression appeared.

Seeing the energy column getting closer and closer, Chen Hai prepared for it and couldn't help but tighten his hands a little.Because he sensed danger, but due to testing reasons, he couldn't hide.

boom!

The next moment, a huge roar sounded.

The place where Chen Hai was was filled with dust, and the dark energy washed over Chen Hai's body, making the golden armor on Chen Hai's body look as if it had been dyed black.

Because the energy column was from top to bottom, the soil and rocks around Chen Hai were directly melted, causing the place where Chen Hai was to gradually sink.In just a few seconds, Chen Hai had sunk more than three meters, forming a deep pit with him as the center.

By sharing Mo Long's perspective, Mr. Zhao discovered that although Chen Hai was suppressed by the energy pillar and unable to move, he seemed to be fine.There was no damage to the armor on his body.

Secretly alarmed by Chen Hai's defense, Mr. Zhao became more aware of the ability of evil spirits to haunt him.He had heard about being haunted by evil spirits before, and knew that it was a main defense tool. Now that he had actually seen it, he was amazed.

Because Mr. Zhao himself, the power of his Molong breath is so powerful.

If we look at the current power, apart from weapons of large-scale destruction such as nuclear bombs, there is really no weapon more powerful than Molong's breath.

"Director Chen, the most powerful one is here!" Mr. Zhao said loudly, and regardless of whether Chen Hai heard it or not, he controlled Mo Long to mobilize all his literary energy and injected it into the energy column.

The next moment, the energy column spitted out by the ink dragon expanded in a circle, becoming even more powerful.At the same time, Chen Hai sank a little faster.

It has been more than twenty seconds now, and Chen Hai has sunk more than 50 meters!

Moreover, the heat in the courtyard was astonishing at this time, with a conservative estimate of fifty or sixty degrees.The vegetation in the yard has withered and scorched, causing serious damage.

Moreover, the old leader and Mr. Zhao's granddaughter couldn't bear it anymore and left the courtyard in discomfort.They are just ordinary people, and something will happen to them sooner or later if they stay here any longer.

Because of his literary spirit, Mr. Zhao can still withstand the heat.