Under One Person, Golden Light Transforms into God

Chapter 232: Two fingers suppress the black tube! Occupy the shock of blood!

Clarinet was stunned for a moment: "What?"

Zhang Huaidan kept smiling: "Next, I'll show two fingers."

Clarinet's eyes widened, and everyone present stared, suspecting that there was something wrong with their hearing!

Zhang Huaidan stretched out his right hand, with his thumb, index finger and ring finger bent, and his index and middle fingers pointed like swords.

Two fingers?

Two fingers!

Master Huaidan wants to fight the clarinet with two fingers?
What an international joke!
Xiao Zizai's brows were tightly furrowed, Ma Xianhong was in shock and confusion, and except for Zhang Huaidan, everyone else present didn't look calm at all.

The power of Hei Guan'er was obvious to all. After dozens of rounds, he had torn the golden light of Master Huaidan into pieces and was about to tear it apart!

Now Master Huaidan suddenly said to use two fingers and the clarinet?

Are you sure you're not kidding?

After dozens of rounds of fighting with the clarinet, aren't these two fingers really admitting defeat now?
Or……

A fierce light flashed in Hei Guan'er's eyes. "Master Huaidan, I haven't been disrespectful in any way up to this point. Now you're saying you're going to fight me with two fingers. Are you sure you're not trying to humiliate me?"

Anger was brewing in Hei Guan'er's heart. Master Huaidan was a little too contemptuous!
……

Those with higher aptitude were completely confused.

Ma Xianhong muttered to himself, "That's not right. The real person is gentle and refined, and has the demeanor of a gentleman. How could he do such a thing?"

Although he did not have a close relationship with Master Huaidan, he could see the big picture from the small details. Master Huaidan was known as the "Mad Dragon", but he was not a madman in the world.

What reason is there to humiliate the clarinet?
Qiu Rang asked suspiciously, "Could it be that the Master is angry?"

Ma Xianhong shook his head repeatedly: "Look at the real person's appearance, he looks like he is angry?"

Qiu Rang looked over and saw that Zhang Huaidan had a peaceful smile. Every frown and smile of his showed a graceful and elegant demeanor. Every gesture he made seemed as if everything was under his control and at ease.

It is impossible to associate such a true person who is isolated from the world with arrogant people.

And not to mention these superficial things, is it certain that a real person can fight the clarinet normally with two fingers?
So this kind of talk is not only arrogant, but also very brainless!
It could never happen to a real person.

……

"Huh?" Wang Yexiao was surprised. "Could it be that the real person's trump card is on these two fingers?"

He looked at it carefully, but couldn't see any difference.

Zhang Chulan whispered, "Perhaps, Brother Dan has his reasons for doing so..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Huaidan smiled and said, "You misunderstood."

Everyone present looked at each other in surprise. Was Master Huaidan really joking here?
……

The superior ones found it somewhat amusing, and Ma Xianhong also looked helpless.

……

Zhang Chulan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Oh my god, Dan is trying to be funny here, right?"

Wang Ye's eyes fixed, and he whispered, "It's not that simple."

Zhuge Qing thought for a moment, "Old Wang, you're right! Two minutes have passed!"

Zhang Chulan was completely bewildered after hearing what they were saying. "What do you mean? What do you mean by 'two minutes have passed'?...Brother Dan is recovering his true energy!"

……

When they learned that Master Huaidan was not fighting the clarinet with two fingers, everyone's expressions relaxed, but they were wondering in their hearts that Master Huaidan was really being naughty!
The fierce look in Hei Guan'er's eyes subsided a little, but he seemed a little dissatisfied. This joke of the real person was not funny at all.

Thinking of this, he felt an inexplicable movement in his heart and glanced at Master Huaidan inconspicuously.

"Why is the Master doing these inexplicable things? Could it be... that he is trying to divert my attention and use this opportunity to recover his true energy?"

The more he thought about it, the more possible it seemed, and the more frightened he became. Hei Guan'er's face darkened, and he said in a deep voice, "As expected of Master Huai Dan, you're a master of deception!"

Zhang Huaidan was quite surprised: "What?"

Hei Guan'er said without hesitation, "Several minutes have passed since the Immortal said to use two fingers. If I'm not mistaken, the Immortal's true energy has recovered a little during this time!"

……

Wang Ye whispered, "This clarinet is quite intelligent!"

Zhuge Qing said cautiously, "How could a temporary worker who knows everything have a problem with his brain?"

Zhang Chulan, who was about to respond, grinned, "Old Qing, no ginseng attacks allowed!"

Feng Baobao actually blinked.

Zhuge Qing smiled apologetically and changed the subject: "The master's plan has been seen through! I wonder what to do now?"

……

Being pointed out directly by the black tube, Hari Chagai slapped his forehead and said, "So that's it! The real person is taking the opportunity to recover his true energy!"

The other people with higher aptitude also showed expressions of sudden enlightenment.

This is only reasonable!
Otherwise, the clarinet was on par with the real person the moment before, but now the real person suddenly stretched out two fingers.

Not only is it insulting, it's also a bit too brainless!

Hari Chagai chuckled: "I didn't expect the real person to be so calculating!"

Liu Wukui put his hands on his hips and said, "Brother Chagai, you're not right. It's not about calculation, it's about being resourceful!"

Hari Chagai nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes, look at my mouth, I am really resourceful!"

Others with higher aptitude also started talking one after another.

Seeing this, Ma Xianhong smiled.

To be honest, he was really shocked when he heard Master Huaidan say two fingers!
You don’t play it like this!
The strength of the clarinet is so impressive that it's hard to believe that a real person wants to fight him with just two fingers. Absurd! This is outrageous!
Now the truth is out. It turns out it was just a delaying tactic by the Immortal. Humph! As expected of the Immortal Huaidan, the Mad Dragon of Zhengyi, he is truly resourceful...

"What?" Zhang Huaidan's voice came.

Ma Xianhong's thoughts stopped and he was shocked.

Their expressions relaxed, and the hearts of the three or five people who were gathered together whispering were shaken.

Pairs of hesitant and surprised eyes looked over.

But Master Huaidan looked confused.

For some reason, Clarinet's heart skipped a beat. "Could it be that my guess is wrong?"

Zhang Huaidan laughed in silence.

"I was wrong. You mistakenly thought I was going to fight you with two fingers. Actually..."

Zhang Huaidan paused.

In an instant, everyone present stared at Zhang Huaidan's mouth.

Clarinet's heart, which had been beating fiercely, began to twitch violently again.

The blood in his body seemed to be flowing backwards, and an unstoppable chill rose from deep within his blood.

Clarinet held his breath and said in a hoarse voice, "Master, forgive my stupidity, but what do you mean?"

'Boom boom! '

Countless strong heartbeats echoed in the venue.

Hei Guan'er also felt his heart become one of them. He stared at Master Huai Dan's mouth intently, with a vague intuition that if this mouth opened, it would surely be earth-shattering.

at last!

Zhang Huaidan smiled and said, "It's two fingers. I'll defeat you."

……

'Hoo~~'

A breeze blew by.

quiet!
Deathly silence!

If an outsider were to enter at this moment, their first impression wouldn't be a sea of people or a fierce clash of swordsmen, but rather a stray into a terrifying wax museum that's both incredibly strange and incredibly realistic.

Everyone! They were stunned! Like wooden chickens! Like stone statues! They couldn't believe it. It was unbelievable!
Is it possible for a human to say such words?
The strength displayed by the clarinet is so strong that no one can check and balance it!
Even the real person Huaidan, with his golden body, was riddled with holes.

At this moment, it is said that you can beat the clarinet with two fingers!
This! This is not human language!!!

Ma Xianhong, Xiao Zizai, Wang Ye, Zhuge Qing, and Villager No. 87 of Biyou Village, at this moment, all turned into sculptures!
The first person to react was Clarinet! As the person involved, he couldn't help but react.

Clarinet laughed in anger: "Good, good, good! You defeated me with just two fingers!"

The tiger eyes beneath his black, tangled hair were not only fierce and fierce, but also contained a fierce, violent look that was terrifying and unconcealed! It was impossible to conceal it!
Even an ordinary person couldn't stand what Master Huaidan said! Not to mention that no one could stop Black Tube, who was like a black tiger descending the mountain!
Zhang Huaidan was speechless: "Why get angry?"

It would have been fine if he hadn't said anything, but as soon as he did, the clarinet instantly turned red and warm!

"Ah!!!"

A roar of tigers exploded! The stimulated clarinet roared through the forest, the might of the tiger was so majestic!
Some villagers who were still petrified felt a tremendous sense of terror. Although they still had not come to their senses, their bodies were shaking like sieves!
"Swish! Boom!"

Two consecutive sounds were like rolling thunder!
The inner Qi within Hei Guan'er's body rapidly spun! In humiliation, in anger, in the relentless burning of a nameless fire, the inner Qi within him spun through twelve layers of heaven! He threw a simple and unpretentious punch!
The roar is like thunder!

The wind is as strong as a knife!

The floor of the square was swept up by the wind and shredded into pieces. Colorful lights flashed around, and the protective magic weapons of the villagers of Biyou Village automatically protected their masters.

If it weren't for the magic weapon protecting him, who knows how many people would have been seriously injured by Hei Guan'er's punches!
The villagers came to their senses one by one, letting out distorted screams.

"It's horrible! It's terrifying!"

……

Clarinet's fist was like a bottomless whirlpool, surrounded by gravel and dust.

It is also like a sharp chisel for splitting mountains, enough to break the most majestic mountain in the world!

At this moment, everyone present forgot to breathe and even forgot where they were!

Pairs of eyes, through the colorful protective light curtain, stared at the battlefield where the two men were fighting.

The fist, filled with immense power, lifted the corner of Huaidan Zhenren's clothes. A slight change of expression appeared on his face. If...

Extend two fingers and press down gently!
I saw the rubble fall to the ground, the dust rise into the sky, the vortex dissipated, and the sharp chisel froze...

Without the thunderous roar of a tiger, there would be no sharp wind as sharp as a knife.

Everything that just happened seemed like an unreal dream.

square.

Silence fell.

Zhang Huaidan lowered his eyebrows and smiled slightly: "That punch is not bad."

If Hei Guan'er can maintain the momentum of this punch, that will be the external help he needs.

It's just a pity.

This punch is the limit of the clarinet.

Breaking the limit once is already a miracle, so how can it be broken repeatedly?

Thinking of this, Zhang Huaidan sighed, and the loneliness in his heart was hard to dispel.

His sigh did not reach the heart of the black tube.

Behind the black hair, Tiger's eyes were frozen in astonishment. He subconsciously stammered his lips, wanting to say something, but found that he couldn't speak at all.

It seemed as if his mouth and tongue no longer belonged to him, and had turned into a dead, stiff rat snake.

Only when the heart lake cracked, the humiliation and anger dissipated like smoke, and an indescribable shock continuously surged out of the gap, flowing through every limb and bone along with the true qi.

How could it be—this is so!

Clarinet was silent and confused. He couldn't believe it, he couldn't accept it, and he doubted his life.

How could this be?

Just now, he had clearly thrown the strongest punch in his life!
He believed in the power of this punch without hesitation! He was very strong just now! So strong that it was explosive!

The results of it?
Master Huaidan blocked his fist so easily.

Two fingers! Really two fingers! Not one more, not one less…

Clarinet looked confused and his mind became dazed. He felt like he was dreaming.

In his dream, he opened the God's perspective and looked at an old man with his face to the earth and his back to the sky. One day, he felt that the thousand-foot-high mountain in front of his house was very troublesome.

So he made up his mind to move the mountain with a hoe in his hand.

One, two, and a day's hard work allowed him to dig out thousands of pounds of soil from the thousand-foot-high mountain.

Holding his aching waist, he laughed triumphantly, feeling that he was very great.

That smug smile was so lifelike, it was exactly his appearance. However, when his perspective widened, he clearly saw that the old man was not even as good as an ant in front of the mountain. Compared with the thousand-foot-high mountain, these thousands of pounds of soil were not even a drop in the bucket.

Clarinet woke up from his dream with a start, his face flushed.

When he just delivered his strongest punch, didn't he feel a little proud?

He felt that 'Zhengyi Kuanglong' was nothing special and would eventually be defeated by him.

Thinking about it now, I am just like this old man who doesn't know the immensity of the world, so ignorant and stupid!
Clarinet's mood was unstable.

For the first time in my life, I understand!
What is insurmountable!

What does it mean to be at the new moon in the sky?
His unfocused eyes lowered slightly, meeting Zhang Huaidan's smiling face.

At this moment, the shock that accompanied the true energy flowing through his limbs and bones was like a volcanic eruption, burning his spiritual platform Fangcun Mountain with a raging fire!
As the wildfire spread, Hei Guan'er's body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

He opened his mouth, but still no sound came out.

The clarinet could only remain silent and silently endure the spiritual throbbing brought about by the volcanic eruption.

He also thought about stopping the shock flowing in his veins from erupting. He really couldn't bear it anymore!

But he couldn't do it! Why? Because when Master Huaidan caught his fist with his two fingers, there was no trace of golden light!
No!

Never from beginning to end!
What does this mean? Just thinking about it makes Clarinet feel dizzy and weak.

Master Huaidan!
Real people!
What kind of being are you?

At this time, Zhang Huaidan retracted his fingers and said with a smile: "You must be tired, take a break."

As if some kind of restriction had been released, Hei Guan'er finally felt the existence of his mouth and tongue.

There are many words in my heart that I want to say, but when they reach my lips, they turn into four dry words.

"Huai Dan... Master..."

(End of this chapter)