One person: He secluded himself for eighty years and cured Tian Jinzhong.

Chapter 124 Watermelon Bomb!

The training ground has entered Hell Mode.

Zhang Zhiwei's "Scattering Flowers" move transformed a single pink ball into countless golden meteors.

This is no longer the dodgeball game.

This is a one-sided, all-encompassing bombardment of everyone by the Old Master!

This is a massacre!

"I'm not playing anymore! I want to go home!!"

A superhuman from a minor sect collapsed and screamed, just about to run out of the circle.

"Bang!"

A golden ball of energy struck him precisely on the buttocks, sending him flying out of bounds and sliding face-first for five meters.

Then, with a scream, he lost consciousness.

"So merciful... even Buddha himself couldn't stop this!!"

Xiao Zizai flipped his palms, trying to use the force of his palms to knock away the incoming ball.

But the Qi of the old celestial master attached to those balls was so thick that it made his arms go numb.

He only lasted ten seconds before being hit in the chest, abdomen, and thigh by three balls simultaneously.

"Thump."

Brother Xiao fell backward, his glasses flying off, and lay there peacefully.

"Is this... what it feels like to be saved from suffering?"

The number of people on the field decreased sharply.

Fifty people, thirty people, ten people...

In the blink of an eye, only a handful of experts remained standing in the circle.

"Old Wang! The character '巽' (Xun)! Speed ​​it up!"

Zhang Chulan jumped around on the field like a monkey, dodging and shouting at the same time.

"Add my ass! I can't even take care of myself!"

Wang Ye stepped on the chaotic golden clapper, slowing down the flow of time around him, and narrowly avoided a ball that flew past his nose:

"This is the Celestial Master? Are you sure he's not using cheats? Does he have unlimited mana?"

Just then.

A lone ball of Qi wobbled as it flew toward Zhang Chulan.

The speed didn't seem fast, and the golden light on it seemed to have dimmed a bit.

Zhang Chulan's eyes lit up.

opportunity!

The rules say that catching the ball can revive your teammate!

If I were to show off my skills at this moment and catch the ball from the old master, wouldn't I become the MVP of the whole game?

Haven't we regained all the face we lost just now?

"Get out of the way! I'm catching this ball!!"

Zhang Chulan shouted loudly, focused his energy in his dantian, and assumed an extremely cool Tai Chi push-hands stance.

At the same time, the golden light spell and thunder magic on his body combined to form a thick defensive net.

"Behold my invincible dragon claw!"

His hands landed steadily on the incoming ball.

next second.

The moment they made contact, Zhang Chulan's expression changed.

That ball looks slow, but in reality... it's spinning at high speed!

That was an extremely terrifying spiraling force!

"Sizzle!!"

Before Zhang Chulan could even make a firm grip, he was lifted into the air by the spiraling force.

"Huh? Huh? Huh???"

He spun wildly in the air like a top that had been whipped, so fast that even his afterimage was no longer visible.

"Master! Help! It won't stop!!"

A scream followed.

"Whoosh... Pfft!"

Zhang Chulan, the human-shaped spinning top, head down, burrowed straight into the ground, leaving only his two legs sticking out helplessly, kicking.

Zhang Chulan has successfully transformed into Zhang Renshen (a ginseng-like figure).

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

Tian Jinzhong laughed so hard he slapped his thigh on the referee's stand:

"What a perfect 'headstand' move! That's a perfect form! Ten out of ten!"

At this point, only Wang Ye and Feng Baobao remained standing on the field.

Wang Ye relied on the Feng Hou Qi Men method to barely keep going.

And Feng Baobao...

The art style remains unique.

She made no fancy moves, relying entirely on her animalistic instincts.

Twist to the left, sway to the right, bend over, do a split.

The balls seemed to have conspired with her, always flying just past her clothes without touching a single hair on her head.

"Hmm? This girl is interesting."

Zhang Zhiwei, in the center of the circle, stopped what he was doing, looked at Feng Baobao, and a glint of shrewdness flashed in his eyes behind his sunglasses:

"An unconscious dodge? It seems to be done without any conscious thought?"

"Okay, let's make it a bit more difficult."

Zhang Zhiwei raised his hand, and the Qi in his palm condensed once more.

This time, he doesn't intend to split up; he's going to make something big.

"pause!!"

Just then, a whistle blew.

Su Wuxian rushed into the arena with a microphone in hand, blocking Zhang Zhiwei's path.

"Senior brother, please stop using your supernatural powers."

Su Wuxian wiped his sweat:

"If the fighting continues, these kids will be traumatized. And look at that ground, it's been smashed into the surface of the moon; repairs will cost money."

"Then this competition..." Zhang Zhiwei hadn't had enough fun yet.

"The game continues!"

Su Wuxian chuckled and pulled out a huge, green object from behind him:

"But to make it more interesting, let's change the ball."

Everyone stared intently.

It was a watermelon as big as a basketball.

"Watermelon?" Zhang Zhiwei was taken aback.

"Yes, watermelon."

Su Wuxian shoved the watermelon into Zhang Zhiwei's hand:

"Senior brother, this thing is fragile. You have to control your strength. If it breaks before you throw it, you lose."

"and……"

Su Wuxian turned to look at Wang Ye and Feng Baobao, who were still there, as well as Zhang Chulan, who had just pulled himself out of the ground:

"The old master has to control his strength so he doesn't break the watermelon, which means he won't use too much force. If you can catch this watermelon without it breaking, you win! We'll eat it tonight!"

"Catch a watermelon?"

Wang Ye breathed a sigh of relief.

Catching a watermelon is better than catching a light wave, right?

It shouldn't be difficult as long as you use gentle force to deflect the force.

"Are you ready?"

Zhang Zhiwei tossed the watermelon in his hand and found it quite easy to handle.

"Tai Chi energy... Hmm, I know a little bit about that too."

"Get out of here!"

With a flick of his wrist, Zhang Zhiwei sent the large watermelon flying lightly away.

It doesn't look fast; it even looks a bit like slow motion.

"I'll do it! I'm sure I can do it this time!"

Eager to avenge himself, Zhang Chulan charged forward again.

He aimed precisely at where the watermelon would land, opened his arms, and prepared to welcome it with the gentlest embrace.

"Watch out! There's a hidden force on that melon!" Wang Ye shouted.

But Zhang Chulan had already hugged him.

"Hehe, caught it...?"

Just as Zhang Chulan hugged the watermelon...

The once whole watermelon suddenly looked as if it had been squeezed from the inside.

"Bang!!!"

A muffled thud.

The watermelon exploded in Zhang Chulan's arms...

It didn't crack, it exploded.

The red flesh, black seeds, and sweet juice transformed into a cloud of red mist that burst forth instantly.

"Wow!!"

Zhang Chulan was the first to be hit, and was blown to bits, his face and body covered in gooey bits, looking like he had just come from a crime scene.

Moreover, the explosion also generated a shockwave.

Wang Ye and Feng Baobao, who were standing nearby, were not spared either.

"Smack!"

A piece of melon rind was smeared on Wang Ye's face.

Feng Baobao reacted quickly, opening her mouth and catching a piece of melon that flew towards her. She chewed it:

"Mmm, it's sweet."

"Hahahahaha..."