Almighty singer assistant system

Chapter 72 Wei Cheng vs Lao Zhang ([-])
Zhang Yang stuck the incense on the ground casually, moved his body, and there was a frightening crackling sound all over his body.

Before Zhang Yang could move, Mo Ke started to act.

"Sound energy, endowment of power."

The plain hand caressed the keyboard, and a blue electric light burst out. In an instant, a large amount of sound energy turned into blood and projected onto other teammates.

The surrounding sound energy gathered together, and several people suddenly felt a hundred times more energetic, and even the blood in the body converted from the sound energy became active.

Zhang Yang looked at Moke's keyboard in surprise, "Good guy, it can fully enhance the strength of a warrior, and can also use the power of a potential person to this extent, this ability is not bad!"

Speaking in his mouth, Zhang Yang lit the second stick of incense in his hand and stuck it on the ground.

"Sound Energy, Apostle of Thunder and Lightning."

Another ray of colored light shot out, and I felt that the surrounding environment was full of electric current, forming an electrical field on the teammates, accelerating the circulation speed of energy.

Wei Chengren didn't say anything cruel, and rushed up directly, the bloody chain was like a long snake, one end was wrapped around his arm, and the other end was swept away with Yan He.

At this moment, Zhang Yang moved.

Instead of attacking any of them, Zhang Yang raised his hands and formed a seal quickly, forming a complete ninjutsu in the blink of an eye.

"Great vortex ninjutsu simplified."

A vivid water-colored vortex appeared, rushing towards Moko with its teeth and claws, obviously trying to interrupt the boy's backup.

"Not good." Wei Cheng whispered, and immediately understood Zhang Yang's intention.

In a team battle, the first thing to solve is the mage on the opposite side - a certain tree man.

Without Mo Ke's support, this team might not be able to withstand Zhang Yang's moves.

However, Zhang Yang's attack was not only aimed at Mo Ke. When Lao Zhang completed the seal, he lifted his toes slightly, and dozens of stones pierced the other people on the stage like throwing knives.

At the critical moment, Wei Cheng's left eye changed again, and it changed into the friendship Sharingan that he borrowed from Kakashi before.

(A certain [-]-[-]: I don’t have one, so don’t talk nonsense!)
"Re-enactment, Earth Dragon Wall."

Putting the bloody chain in front of his body, Wei Cheng quickly formed seals with his hands, using the ninjutsu he learned from Hatake Kakashi.

A khaki-colored wall rose suddenly, covering Moko's figure and blocking the waterfall-like water flow.

"Yanhe, it's you!"

With a low cry, Wei Cheng threw the other end of the desolate soul lock.

Offense is the best defense.If they stopped attacking at this time, it would be difficult for them to survive until Zhang Yang defeated them one by one.

A ray of emerald green light bloomed from Yan He's hand, and a slender Tang knife appeared in her hand, and her long white legs stepped on Wei Cheng's shoulder, kicking Zhang Yang like a rabbit.

Seeing Yanhe's kick coming, Lao Zhang didn't dodge, put his hands on the stick, and put on a small appearance of allowing Yanhe to attack.

Naturally, Yan He would not let go of such an opportunity. He swooped down and formed a big circle. In a short time, the Tang knife appeared in the air and stabbed at Zhang Yang's arm.

Clang!
The Tang knife stabbed at the shoulder, but it didn't penetrate. Instead, it made a crisp sound like metal colliding. Yan He felt his arm go numb, and the weapon almost fell out of his hand.

The body of a martial artist who has gone through a difficult peak has been tempered, and now Zhang Yang's whole body is as hard as steel.

"You don't seem to have much strength, little girl." Zhang Yang grinned and teased Yan He.

Yan He snorted coldly, "No strength? Give me a try of this move!"

At this time, Wei Cheng's sad soul lock also swept over, wrapped around Zhang Yang's thick arms, and quickly drained Zhang Yang's physical strength.

Yan He's legs were like knives, stabbing at Zhang Yang's chest.

If only relying on the power of peace, it is indeed impossible to pose a threat to Zhang Yang.

But at the same time, Wei Cheng also activated the desolate soul lock, sucking Zhang Yang's energy wildly, making him feel weak even for a moment.

"boom!"

Yan He poked Zhang Yang's body firmly with his legs, and the force that was ready to go exploded, making Zhang Yang take a few steps back with blood dripping from his chest.

"feasible."

Yan He cheered, and when he was about to continue the attack, Wei Cheng shouted anxiously: "Back!"

Zhang Yang, who was forced to retreat, burst out with a dark green powerful aura, and the sad soul lock wrapped around his arm was directly missed, and his bowl-sized fist followed, and he was about to beat Yan He into a big cake .

"A domineering punch!"

Just at this time, Chen Hong, who had been accumulating strength by the side, made a move, and his glove flashed with fire, facing Zhang Yang's iron fist, just giving Yan He enough space to escape.

boom!
The two fists collided, and under the horrified eyes of everyone, Chen Hong was sent flying like a rag, hitting Mo Ke behind the earth wall, a crack appeared in the glove, and a trace of blood escaped from the corner of his mouth.

However, at the moment Wei Cheng has no time to care about Chen Hong.

"Soul lock!"

The scythe appeared, and the bloody chains Zhang Yang had broken free formed an incomplete scythe, which slashed fiercely at the opponent.

Unlike other people's attacks, when the sickle was slashed out, there was no sound, and it just fell towards Zhang Yang silently.

"very good!"

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yang's expression froze, he grabbed the green crutch that was on the ground, and swung it out silently.

The attacks of the two seemed calm, but they collided fiercely. At the moment when the two attacks collided, the entire training ground shook, as if they were disturbed by some invisible force.

And Wei Cheng's face turned pale after fighting with each other, and his figure retreated sharply, as if he had suffered serious injuries.

"Very good! I just gave you that book for a week, and I learned how to control Qi and blood. But... this is not enough!"

Although Zhang Yang's face turned pale, he didn't retreat, but rushed towards Wei Cheng immediately, trying to knock him out of the stage.

However, Wei Cheng smiled.

At this moment, Yan He, who had escaped Zhang Yang's attack, stabbed lightly with the Tang Dao, aiming at the ground beneath his feet, not Old Wei or Zhang Yang.

The mint tones can converge, pouring into the already unstable ground with the tip of the knife.In an instant, the ground beneath the two of them collapsed, and Zhang Yang became unstable.

Taking advantage of this gap, Wei Cheng, who had been prepared for a long time, retreated and escaped Zhang Yang's attack at a critical moment.

(End of this chapter)