Chapter 216 (1/2)

Dew ice, condensed water into ice, but it can't make water out of thin air. Water source is fundamentally decisive to the effect of this power.

No environment is more conducive to dew ice than at this moment. Pouring rain, endless water, inexhaustible.

Zong Zhenghao just grabbed a hand of ice, which was casually discarded by him. He has such a waste of capital.

He spread his hands again, and a mist formed on his hands.

The raindrops fell and knocked on his palm. When they broke, they had become large and small ice beads.

Zong Zhenghao kept this posture and didn't move, but the splashed ice beads seemed to have eyes and flew to Lu Ping.

Some fly fast, some fly slowly, some hide behind, and some accidentally collide in flight. Zong Zhenghao didn't control it carefully at all. Backed by the heavy rain, do you still care about these details? Dense ice beads, like a silver dragon, fly straight to Lu Ping.

”Die!” Zong Zhenghao said a word with confidence and certainty.

”Who?” Lu Ping replied with a puzzled word.

Step, move forward, punch!

The fist passes through the rain. The rain falls and hits the hand and wrist. It makes a ticking sound. The end of the fist is broken and there is a sharp cry.

The sound!

Zong Zhenghao's three spirits are connected. One of them is the spirit of Ming. Naturally, the perception of Yu's spirit of Ming should be more acute. He quickly noticed the spirit of roaring contained in Lu Ping's fist. This is not a punch, this is a lot of punches. The arms and wrists vibrate continuously in a very fast and very small amplitude, just like the vibration propagation of sound.

The soul of Ming runs through!

The absolute soul of Ming is connected. Only through the environment can we use the power of soul to this extent. In the first to sixth heaven of perception, the power of soul is mostly to strengthen the practitioners' original basic qualities such as eyesight, hearing and so on.

At this point, Zong Zhenghao finally had some information about Lu Ping, but then a bigger voice came.

The ice beads broke.

It was like countless punches of one punch, and I don't know how many ice beads broke in this moment. The sound so gathered together is like the sound of raindrops falling one after another.

The sound is continuing, transmitting, spreading and breaking new ice beads!

Zong Zhenghao turned pale.

You should know that every ice bead breaking is a sound. Even if the time is not different, the two sounds sound together, it is still two sounds. Lu Ping poured the spirit of Ming into almost every broken sound in an instant. What kind of speed is this?

Zong Zhenghao finally realized the horror of Lu Ping.

Speed!

It was not the speed of any action that ordinary people saw. Zong Zhenghao noticed the internal speed of Lu Ping and the speed of the operation of soul power. This is the final reason for Lu Ping's external performance, including his ability to listen to the soul.

How can this speed be achieved?

Zong Zhenghao is not only sure that he can't do it, but in his cognition, no one can do it.

What kind of monster is this Lu Ping?

The attack did not stop, but Zong Zhenghao felt that the rain was not big enough and that the raindrops on his palm were not dense enough. Compared with the super-high-speed perfusion of Lu pingming's soul, the rain is really too slow, too slow, so that his attack can't keep up with the speed broken by Lu pingming.

The silver dragon formed by ice beads is shortening, and the distance between Lu Ping and him is shrinking.

Zong Zhenghao had not moved as calmly as before, but then the rain melted them into ice and popped them out. His hands danced rapidly, absorbing the rain falling from the air to the greatest extent, and creating a dense offensive to the greatest extent.