roccoschili Chapter 226: What's wrong with using an electric mosquito swatter to hit a tennis ball?
Chapter 226: What's wrong with using an electric mosquito swatter to hit a tennis ball?
The woman's face and eyes turned snow-white, with no pupils and only the whites of her eyes.
Strange symbols were painted on the dark skin with blood-red strokes, covering the entire face.
The pair of eyes, with only the whites left, stared straight in the direction of Leng Huaixin, and he was still muttering something.
"Captain, be careful!"
When the others saw that the bullet was hit back, but Leng Huaixin was still standing there motionless, they suddenly became anxious and rushed towards Leng Huaixin one by one.
Bang.
Leng Huaixin was knocked to the ground in time, and the bullet hit a wall in the corridor.
Leng Huaixin fell to the ground with someone on top of him. He suddenly came to his senses and broke out in a cold sweat.
"Her eyes, and her face..."
Leng Huaixin murmured with lingering fear, "What's going on? Why is it that when she looks at me, I feel like my soul has been sucked out of me and I can't move!"
Jiang Nanxi explained, "She must have also learned the art of soul control, and then borrowed the power of the Kumantong, so she can affect you so easily."
Leng Huaixin's face was grim. "She worshipped the Kumantong, but it backfired and she couldn't control the Kumantong anymore. Now she wants to borrow the power of the Kumantong. I'm afraid she will pay a greater price. Does she want to die?!"
"She used black magic to divert the backlash."
Jiang Nanxi said, "Although the Kumantong is out of control now, she has diverted the backlash and promised to provide other food to the Kumantong. The Kumantong will not harm her for the time being."
Leng Huaixin suddenly thought of the Nanyang language that the woman was muttering when they came in.
She wants to dedicate them all to the Kumantong!
"How audacious!"
Leng Huaixin snorted coldly, "It seems that we must deal with this woman and the Kumantong as soon as possible, otherwise she will kill more people and offer them to the Kumantong!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Nanxi patted his shoulder and motioned him to step back. "With your limited cultivation, don't brag here. Step back."
Leng Huaixin turned his head and saw Jiang Nanxi holding an electric mosquito swatter in his hand, which he casually placed on his shoulder like a tennis racket.
Jiang Nanxi even tilted his body and said, "I haven't stretched my muscles today, so I'll play some ball as a workout."
Leng Huaixin looked at her with a dull expression, "In such a critical situation, what kind of ball are you playing?"
"Tennis."
"But that's an electric mosquito swatter."
"is it not OK?"
"..."
Who the hell uses an electric mosquito swatter to hit a tennis ball?! Besides, where are the tennis balls for you to hit?
At this time, the woman looked in their direction and laughed softly.
Everyone suddenly discovered that the Kumantong lying on the woman had disappeared.
"Captain, the Kumantong is missing!"
Someone yelled.
Everyone instantly became alert and took out their magic tools and looked around, searching for the figure of the Kumantong.
But more and more black ghost energy emanated from the woman, covering the room like fog, making it increasingly difficult for them to see the situation nearby.
"hiss--!"
The scream of the Kumantong suddenly sounded behind Leng Huaixin, and something jumped heavily on Leng Huaixin's back with a thud.
Leng Huaixin's eyes turned fierce, and he took out a blessed lightning-struck wooden sword and stabbed it backwards.
"Beast, courting death!"
"what--!"
He moved quickly, and the lightning-struck wooden sword accurately pierced into the Kumantong's body, causing it to let out a scream.
But then, Leng Huaixin groaned, and blood continued to flow from his head.
Although his lightning-struck wooden sword stabbed the Kumantong, the Kumantong was too fierce and continued to grab his head even after being injured.
He could still feel its sharp claws scratching his scalp. If he hadn't used his spiritual power to resist, it would have definitely pierced a hole in his head!
"team leader!"
When the others saw Leng Huaixin injured, they were so frightened that their faces changed drastically, and they all used the magic weapons in their hands to deal with the Kumantong.
But it's all useless!
There was a bang.
The magic weapon of one of the students was slapped by the Kumantong and was broken into pieces!
"Oh my god, why is this Kumantong so fierce? What on earth did it do?!"
"What should I do? This thing is clinging to the captain and won't let go. There's no way to get it off!"
Everyone panicked instantly.
Until, a slender white hand reached out to Leng Huaixin, grabbed the Kumantong's neck, and actually pulled the thing off Leng Huaixin's back.
Everyone looked at Jiang Nanxi in shock.
She was seen holding the Kumantong in her hand, and nothing happened. The Kumantong in her hand was like a caught crab, with its four arms and legs shaking anxiously.
"Hiss-!"
The Kumantong's cries became sharper and sharper, and it opened its bloody mouth with bared fangs and claws, biting towards Jiang Nanxi's arm.
There was a snap.
Jiang Nanxi gave the Kumantong a big bag on the spot and then threw it into the air.
"Play tennis."
There was another snap.
This time it was the sound of the electric mosquito swatter hitting the Kumantong, accompanied by crackling sounds of electric shock.
"what--!"
The Kumantong was hit like a ball and hit the glass of the utility room, breaking it and falling out of the window.
But a blue-purple lightning flashed on the electric mosquito swatter, and finally formed an electric net that pulled him back.
“Ah? Ah——!”
When the Kumantong was pulled back, it was stunned for a while, then it felt a strong electric shock in the air, which made it scream again in pain, and finally it was slapped away by Jiang Nanxi again.
About an hour later.
At the other end of the corridor.
The director brought the photographer over to check on Jiang Nanxi, worried that something might have happened to her.
As a result, as soon as the photographer arrived, he took a picture of a group of people from the White Tiger Tribe squatting in a row at the door of the utility room, each of them cracking a handful of melon seeds in their hands.
Screams of "Ahhhh" and slapping sounds were heard from the utility room.
One of the students asked while eating sunflower seeds, "Captain, when will she be done? She has been beating the Kumantong for an hour, right?"
Leng Huaixin had a head wrapped in gauze and looked confused. "I don't know."
Then the student asked again, "I didn't expect her to be so powerful. That electric mosquito swatter is a magical weapon. Could it be that the Phoenix and Ultraman mentioned by the Suzaku tribe are also real?"
Leng Huaixin still looked confused, "I don't know."
The students were speechless, "Captain, how come you don't know anything? Can't you go and find out?
If the Suzaku tribe has the Phoenix, why don't we have the White Tiger?"
Leng Huaixin was even more speechless, "The people of Xuanwu said that the phoenix of the Suzaku tribe is a chicken! You want a white tiger, but don't I have plenty of them at home?"
"Isn't your cat a silver tabby kitten?"
"The Suzaku tribe can say a chicken is a phoenix, so why can't we say a kitten is a white tiger?"
"..."
The director heard their conversation, and asked with a twitch of his mouth, "Excuse me, where is Miss Jiang?"
Leng Huaixin looked at him impatiently, "We're playing basketball inside, what do you want to do with the camera?"
"She is a guest on our show."
Leng Huaixin suddenly realized, "Oh, you're filming a ball game show, right? Let's go in and film it."
director:? ? ?
audience:? ? ?
What kind of ball are they playing? They are in a love show!
As the photographer reached the door, they heard an extremely shrill, high-pitched scream coming from inside.
The cry also carried a sonic attack, causing many glass products in the utility room to shatter directly, and the nearby walls seemed to be shaking slightly!
The sound of playing ball in the room stopped.
Leng Huaixin stood up with a serious expression, "Why didn't you play basketball? I almost forgot that woman can control souls. Could Jiang Nanxi be controlled?!"