C80 (1/2)

Old Ghost suddenly said: ”Brat, use your spirit energy. You don't seem to have used your spiritual energy yet. These people felt much stronger than the last few. Of course, compared to you, there is still a certain distance to travel, which is just enough for you to practice using your spiritual energy. ”

”How do I use spirit energy?” Xiao Ding asked. He remembered that when the Old Ghost channeled his spirit energy into Ouyang Tianbu's body, it caused his back pain. At the same time, she remembered that the same method he used to punish Yang Tian. However, the locations he used were different, and the effects were also different.

Xiao Ding couldn't help but laugh as he thought of Yang Tian's future life. When Yang Tian realized that he wouldn't be able to stand up to women in the future, he wondered how much pain he would feel.

Xiao Ding thought, he couldn't possibly channel his spirit energy into them, and cause the same effect as Yang Tian. This was miserable and inhumane. After all, there was no need for such hatred.

When Old Ghost saw Xiao Ding's vulgar expression, he knew what Xiao Ding was thinking. He took a sip, ”What a scum, a man, what are you thinking? Using spirit energy wasn't just about one method. ”First, spread your spiritual energy all over your body and let them attack you.”

Xiao Ding agreed and immediately filled his entire body with spirit force, before quietly standing there.

The Barbaric Cow smashed his fist onto Xiao Ding's chest, as if it had hit a soft blanket and he did not put any strength into it. He stared blankly at Xiao Ding with wide eyes. He thought that perhaps Xiao Ding's chest had too much flesh, and was extremely elastic, which was why it was like this.

When the Barbaric Cow thought of this, it retracted its hand and once again punched at Xiao Ding's shoulder. He thought, this place doesn't have much meat, so it shouldn't be so soft anymore.

Unexpectedly, he still encountered a ball of cotton.

Xiao Ding slightly moved his body and bounced the Barbaric Cow back a few steps.

When the captain saw this, he asked in astonishment, ”What's wrong, Barbarian Cow?”

In the Special Forces training team, the strength of the Tough Bull was also first class. Not many people could withstand one of his punches. That was why the party leader immediately sent the Barbaric Cow out to give Xiao Ding a show of strength.

The Barbaric Cow looked at Xiao Ding suspiciously and said, ”Leader, there's something wrong.”

”The devil?” The captain looked at Xiao Ding seriously, ”How is it evil?”

”There's a lot of flesh on his body. I think he hit the quilt, but it doesn't work!” The bull said.

”There's not much meat!” The leader stared at Xiao Ding with his eyes wide open.

To be honest, Xiao Ding's muscle force was nothing. In comparison to their special forces, any one of them could beat him.

The Old Ghost praised: ”Well done, let's play with them.”

”But I …” The Barbaric Ox didn't know what to say.

The captain shook his head and said, ”Wu Feng, you go.”

Although the Savage Bull had a lot of strength, it was very straightforward. It rarely turned its head. The party leader guessed that Xiao Ding must have used some method to make the Barbaric Cow suffer.

Wu Feng was slightly shorter than the Barbaric Cow, but his body was much more nimble. Upon hearing the leader's command, he immediately jumped over, glanced at Xiao Ding and snorted: ”Be careful, boy. Don't blame me for not reminding you.”

As he said that, Wu Feng slightly jumped, his right hand bent slightly and punched Silver Xiao Ding's face.

Just now, Wu Feng saw that the Barbaric Cow had struck Xiao Ding's chest and shoulder. The Barbaric Cow said that it felt like it had hit a ball of cotton, although Wu Feng did not believe it. Still, he decided to avoid these two places.

Wu Feng guessed that with this punch, Xiao Ding would definitely be blown away. With his mouth wide open, a few teeth along with some fresh blood would spurt out at the same time.

Although Wu Feng's strength was not as great as that of a barbarian cow, but he knew his own strength. He was using 100% of his strength. With a fierce punch, how could an ordinary person possibly block it?

However, the scene that Wu Feng imagined did not appear. What surprised him even more was that his fist also felt like it had hit a ball of cotton. It was soft and weak, without any strength at all.

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

A lot of thoughts flashed through Wu Feng's mind, what was going on? Seems like this Xiao Ding really had some skills, maybe he had trained in some kind of martial arts. It could have been an iron shirt or something. However, he'd heard that the Iron Cloth Robe wasn't like this. After hitting the target, it would be hard.

However, no matter what kind of skill it was, there would always be a barrier door in place.

Wu Feng quickly thought about it and rejected all the ideas he had.

Suddenly, he thought of a place, and immediately took action. He lifted his leg, and quickly kicked at Xiao Ding's groin.

Xiao Ding's face sunk. This Wu Feng was really insidious, he actually wanted him to end his legacy. Since you are heartless, I am unrighteous as well. With that thought, Xiao Ding used both of his hands to block the attack, taking the chance to grab Wu Feng's leg and inject some Qi into it.