Chapter 33 (1/2)

After returning home, Zhang Jin practiced almost all night.

However, different from others' cultivation, Zhang Jin feels that his cultivation method is bullshit!

Why do you say that when others practice, they are either exercising or meditating, but his is a little different, that is, sleeping.

Zhang Jin, who woke up after a night's sleep, blinked and didn't feel how powerful he was. Even now he has ten years of skill and has practiced for more than a night. Zhang Jin doesn't know what level he is now.

As for those spells in Taiyi duel, Zhang Jin can't do any now. After all, it's the primary chapter. But even in the primary chapter, there are three types of spells, attack, defense and assistance. Each has nine sub categories. How to say, it should be three nines.

According to Zhang Jin's own conjecture, with the addition of the second and second chapters, it should be nine to one.

Give it a try?

Zhang Jin looked at the palm of his right hand. According to the mark of the first Palm thunder in his mind, he began to condense the aura in his body. The sound of zizilala came. Zhang Jin looked at one small electric flower after another suddenly formed on his right hand. The whole person was a little confused.

What is it?

Really?

Zhang Jin was surprised and amazed. Unexpectedly, he could really condense palm thunder in his hand.

The red hair and sickle ghost who had been feeling the change of Zhang Jin's body suddenly shouted at this time and said, ”Your Highness, throw it out!”

Zhang Jin, who is still a little confused, blinks and throws it out. How do you throw it?

Boom

After a light sound, only a ray of thunder suddenly burst in Zhang Jin's palm. It was not a big explosion, but it formed a hot white light similar to a flash bomb. Zhang Jin couldn't open his eyes.

Some surprised Zhang Jin, after a long time, still had a feeling of tinnitus, and his brain was buzzing.

When the flash passed, the line of sight gradually recovered.

Looking at Zhang Jin's right hand, nothing happened. Zhang Jin frowned and said, ”the effect of this palm thunder is so weak...”

Without saying a word, Zhang Jin couldn't help shouting and said, ”lying in the trough, where's my clothes!”

No wonder you suddenly feel cold. All the clothes on your body have been vaporized in the white light just now. It's not Zhang Jin's mobile phone that has been lost and charged. I'm afraid it's not the mobile phone that will suffer.

In addition to the missing clothes, the ceramic tiles on the ground were trapped about 45 cm. It was a small pit with a diameter of about 3 meters. The sand and cement under the ceramic tiles stepped on his feet and slightly stabbed Zhang Jin's bare feet.

After a while, Zhang Jincai said, ”lying in the trough...”

A small palm thunder exploded in Zhang Jin's hand and did no harm to Zhang Jin, but the effect is not false at all.

”Your Highness, are you all right...”

”How big...”

When the sickle ghost and the red haired ghost came out and looked at Zhang Jin with concern, they all widened their eyes. I went, and the man's capital was a little stronger. They couldn't help looking down at themselves, and their faces could not help showing a look of shame.

People are really more angry than people!

Zhang Jinyi couldn't help laughing when he saw that the two guys saw his capital as a man. He said, ”born, born, ha ha...”

Sickle and red hair only went too far. I went. Do you want to show off so shamelessly? I don't know if others will be jealous!