Under One Person: The River Map and Luoshu

Chapter 276 Little White Worm Version 2.0
Looking at the golden light on Du Heng's arm being torn apart by Yang Wulei and then being repaired again, Zhang Chulan felt numb.

"Fuck, please put yourself in the right position. You are the grindstone, not me."

Seeing that his little trick was exposed, Du Heng stopped pretending, "When we compete with each other, it's natural for us to promote each other. I can't just let you make progress while I don't make progress, right?"

"Don't f*cking change the subject. Your character has never changed. You always try to get some benefits from everything you do. Now you want to take some ounces of flesh from fighting me. Are you still human?"

"Hey, if we're sparring, let's just spar properly, without spraying pesticides."

"you!"

Zhang Chulan was choked with anger, and turned to complain to the old Taoist priest, "Master, please say something, Brother Heng didn't listen to you. He was supposed to be a test for me, but now I am the one who is testing him!"

See this.

The old Taoist priest just felt tired. These two funny guys were the kind of people who would not suffer any loss to anyone. They said one thing in public and another behind the scenes. It was really difficult for his own disciples to learn from them.

Mr. Tian was amused. "Xiao Heng, this kid, turned out to be up to something like this. No wonder Chu Lan is so angry."

Catherine on the side also smiled, and a look of expectation flashed in her blue eyes. She knew that Du Heng must have a deep meaning behind what he did.

Inside the venue.

Seeing that the old Taoist priest did not ask any questions, and seeing that Du Heng kept "sucking blood" from him, Zhang Chulan became increasingly angry.

"I let you suck, I let you lose your identity, I let you use me as a whetstone, I will fight you!"

Although he cursed, who was Du Heng? I lived in the same dormitory with him, so how could I not know him? He must be just pretending to be nice, but was secretly planning something.

"I'm not going to play with you anymore!"

Du Heng flipped his wrist, turned his palm into a claw, grabbed the man's arm and pulled it inward, while at the same time he leaned sideways and kneed the man, knocking him flying.

"Too late!" Zhang Chulan snorted.

"Look at my little white worm!"

Zizi!

Electric arcs surged around him, surging in the void, splashing out white light, which gathered and turned into a long snake of lightning.

"Oh my god, it's this tracking missile!" Du Heng recognized it.

I remember that Zhang Lingyu suffered a great loss at its hands. The principle is to track people by their different smells. It needs to swallow other people's blood as a mark, so that the little white worm can lock onto the target with the strongest smell.

"Looks like myself!"

Before he could finish his words, the little white worm dancing in the air moved unusually, and its lightning eye was filled with arcs of electricity, making crackling sounds, and it locked onto him directly.

This posture!
How could he not understand!

"Fuck, when? I'm not injured, let alone bleeding." Du Heng's starry eyes narrowed slightly.

Zhang Chulan was very pleased with his surprised expression. His vanity was so high that he couldn't help but boast: "It's said that after three days of separation, I am no longer the same person as Wu Xia A Meng. Do you think my little white worm still needs to "drop blood to recognize its kinship"? "

When Du Heng heard this, a flash of lightning flashed through his mind. He suddenly noticed something and asked, "What pesticide did you just spray?"

Unexpectedly, Zhang Chulan was like stepping on someone's tail, and he angrily shouted, "Bullshit, you are the one spraying pesticides, that is the mark of your own aura, you country bumpkin."

Before coming to Tianshi Mansion for further studies, he had thought about the fatal flaw of the Little White Worm series, that is, marking through the target's blood was too difficult and too narrow, so with the help of the old Tianshi, he developed the Little White Worm 2.0 version, which uses its own breath to actively lock onto the target, thus greatly improving its concealment.

Look, Du Heng fell into the trap!
However, Du Heng didn't care about these things, but this guy was too arrogant.

"Okay, okay, I'm a country bumpkin! As expected, the market has gone up after not seeing you for a few days."

He decided that he would make this guy face the reality later. Not only would he not give him a black eye, but at least he would make him face the same fear from the bottom of his heart as he did when facing Feng Baobao.

Zhang Chulan didn't know he was being "targeted" yet, and he was still very unrestrained, even joking. "Men become bad when they have money, but when they have power, they naturally become stronger!"

"Go ahead, Pikachu. Ahem, little white worm!"

He waved his hand, and the little white worm immediately shot out, creating arcs of electricity along the way, distorting the sky and earth, and arriving in a flash of lightning.

Du Heng let out a low shout, and golden light exploded. Flames shot up into the sky. He raised his hands to gather shields, and instantly dozens of golden shields appeared in front of him.

Bang, bang, bang.!!!

The white light flashed back and forth with unstoppable force, piercing through a series of golden shields. No matter how hard Du Heng tried to repair them, the golden light was like paper, and he could only put up some fearless resistance.

"Tsk, it's still a bit forced!"

Seeing this, Du Heng no longer obsessed with the golden light, and still had to give some face to the thunder method.

He didn't plan to dodge, because there was no way to escape. The little white worm was like a tracking missile, biting him tightly.

call!
He exhaled lightly, revealing a hint of fierceness.

"Thunder shock!"

In an instant, white electric light was mixed in with the dazzling golden light, which was very similar to the electric arcs that permeated Zhang Chulan's body. However, compared to the destructive and domineering nature of thunder magic, he had more of a terrifying aura of divine power, like the master of the law of thunder.

Zizi!

The power of thunder and lightning, a symbol of one of the great forces of nature, gathered in his palm and went straight to meet the attacking little white worm. The two most powerful attacking forces collided.

boom! ! !
Thunder roared suddenly, like a bolt from the blue, shaking the entire sky, echoing and reaching the surrounding palaces, disturbing many disciples of the Tianshi Mansion.

"what happened?"

"This aura, it seems like someone is using thunder magic!"

"It's in the direction of the martial arts arena!"

"Let's go and have a look!"

A martial arts arena.

Everyone was unaware that the commotion had gotten so big that it had attracted some people.

It was because the old Taoist priest and the others were focusing all their attention on Du Heng, staring at him without blinking, the only one who was not surprised was Zhang Chulan, who had seen Du Heng perform the trick in Biyou Village.

Old Tian's bloodshot eyes narrowed slightly. Although he had lost all his cultivation, his eyesight was still there. He recognized at a glance that the lightning power controlled by Du Heng was not the thunder method of the Tianshi Mansion, but he had no idea of ​​its origin.

"Brother, do you see the secret of Xiao Heng's lightning?"

The old Taoist priest seemed not to hear and murmured, "Magic magic! This power is very similar to..."

"The great power of nature seems to have the same source as it." Zhang Lingyu pondered on the side.

Inside the venue.

When Zhang Chulan saw Du Heng showing off his real weapon, he was not afraid but happy, and even became more proud.

"Brother Heng, you are finally serious. This is a qualified whetstone."

If Du Heng had continued to use the Golden Light Curse to deal with his thunder magic, his mentality would have collapsed. It turned out that after practicing hard for so long, his strength had only been getting weaker and weaker. Now he could be forced to use his real skills, even using the same trick he used against Ma Xianhong, which showed that his strength had leaped to a new level.

Du Heng shook his head in silence, "Haha, whetstone? It depends on whether your knife can withstand it. Be careful not to overcrowd yourself to death."

"Don't worry, I always have a good appetite, just come over."

(End of this chapter)