"Boy, it seems that he is quite strong. I don't have to hold back, right?"

Jabba's angry voice came, and Yas knew that he was going to be beaten. This old man was good at everything, but he was too concerned about face. This time Yas probably had to accept his beating again.

Jabba's figure flashed and disappeared. Yas's figure had just reached a height of four meters at this time. This is also a shortcoming of this form, that is, the recovery speed is relatively slow.

If ordinary battles are fine, if you release the ultimate move just now, a vacuum period of several seconds will be generated, and this is Yas' weakness in this state.

And how could Jabba, who has experienced eyes, miss this opportunity?

So he started to do it!

Yas hurriedly activated his domineering attitude, but he could only barely see Jabba's figure clearly.

By the time he realized, Jabba had already appeared in front of Yas, and a dark fist wrapped in armed and domineering spirit continued to expand in front of Yas's eyes.

"Steam explosion dangerous!"

Yas knew that he had no ability to resist Jabba's speed at all, so he specifically studied the moves that could attack without seeing the enemy.

The terrifying steam was released from Yas's body again, forming a huge air pressure, and the huge air wall formed began to spread towards the surrounding semicircular shape.

The arrival of Jabba's fist was greatly delayed.

Although Jabba had already wrapped his fist in advance with armed domineering in order to resist Yas's possible ability, Yas's attack was out of the body this time.

Even though Jabba has used the armed domineering aura, it only increases the strength of his attack and cannot directly act on Yas's body, so it cannot effectively cause damage to Yas.

As for Yas, when Jabba was forced to show off by the airflow, he used the only little steam left to bounce him away from Jabba's opposite direction, widening the distance from Jabba, causing Jabba's attack to fall in the air.

The extremely powerful air wall in others' eyes only hindered Jabba for a moment. Under his absolute power advantage, the air wall Yas tried his best to create was like paper, and he punched him.

Although this has achieved Yas' goal, it still shows the huge difference in strength between the two.

Yas retreated, his body had become normal, and Jabba was chasing him hard at this time, so it was impossible for him to inflate him again.

"Boy, use any tricks quickly!"

Jabba shouted, and it could be seen that he was still waiting for Yas to make a move. Although his figure had approached Yas and the force he waved his arm was particularly terrifying, he still believed that only in absolutely serious battles can he detect Yas' true level.

It's definitely not because I feel a little embarrassed.

When Yas faced Jabba's aggressive attack, although he had a tight look on his face, he could still deal with it calmly. During the process of retreating, he quickly closed his hands and opened his mouth and shouted:

"Fusang, Thousand-Handed Hell!"

In Jabba's shocked eyes, Fusang, who had been ambushing, suddenly emerged from underneath, and then there were countless huge wooden hands, each of which was as thick as an ordinary person's body.

The countless giant hands that suddenly appeared were like lotus flowers, and quickly began to close together, trying to tightly bind Jaba.

“It’s getting more and more interesting.”

Jabba was also a little amused by Yas's endless skills. It was obviously because of his weakness, and his physical fitness caused an absolute crush on him, but he was able to use these strange abilities to connect and drag an opponent who completely crushed him firmly.

I have to say that Yas's combat intelligence is quite outstanding even among the masters Jabba has witnessed.

Although thoughts arose, Jabba's subordinates were not vague at all and reached out to touch the handle of the axe behind him.

Without the name of the move, Jabba directly put the armed and domineering aura outward. With the swing of the axe, he slashed lightly, and an axe light penetrated through it. The majestic and powerful wooden hands fell down one after another.

"Bang bang..."

The huge hands broke, and the scene instantly turned into a logging field that had just been ravaged by lumberjacks, leaving behind bare tree stumps.

"Boy, what other tricks do you have?"

Jabba held the axe, squatted on a tree stump, biting a cigarette in his mouth, and looked outside calmly.

However, the picture I saw was not Yas's dusty face, but an oriental dragon rising into the air, with white auspicious clouds under his feet, and a young man standing on his head, holding an iron rod in his hand, extremely majestic.

"Old man, what's the posture?"

Yas's face was full of smiles. He took advantage of the large density of somersaults and was able to float, and said that his body in the Fusang Wood Dragon state would stand up with a stick and look down at the air.

Not to mention whether you are strong or not, the main thing is that this outfit is very handsome!

Jabba looked at his majestic apprentice and was furious. His face was beating with a "#" on his face, holding the axe tightly in his hand, and it seemed that he would throw it out in the next second, slashing the pretender down directly.

"Master, do you want to chop me? I remember you don't seem to have the ability to fly?"

Yas looked at Jabba in surprise. Before he finished speaking, he flew to the higher sky with Fusang under his feet.

Yas was about to show off, but stood at the head of Fusang and looked down, but he couldn't laugh anymore because Jabba disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Why is this old man..."

"Where are you looking for someone?"

A kind greeting came from behind Yas.

"Oh yes, I'm looking for my dearest master."

Yas sang affectionately, the poet Yas is online again, accompanying you...

But the old man with sunglasses behind him seemed to be unhappy and was still staring at Yas with a smile.

It was clearly a sunny sunny sky, but Yas found a hint of chill in Jabba's sunglasses.

"Master, how did you get up?"

"You are really powerful. I just joked with you just now, so don't take it seriously."

Yas was self-deprecating. Facing Jabba's expression of smiling but not smiling, he still knew him with emotion and reason.

Of course, Jabba would not listen to his explanation.

So, a huge air mass exploded in the air. An old man rolled up his sleeves and hit a wooden dragon with auspicious clouds in the sky to the ground with a loud bang, smashing a huge pit...

As for the person above, he was still hanging in the hands of an old man at this time, and his life and death are uncertain!
Chapter completed!