In the Somme department of the Grand Picardy district of France, in the depths of a riverside manor, several young men with umbrellas and guns stood on a tall wall, staring at the scene inside the wall in amazement, the more frightened and frightened they became, and they had to kneel down and worship.
Within this wall is a wide swimming pool, the pool water is more than 100 meters long, the most central position of a figure standing firmly above the water, a medium rain shrouded the entire pool, left and right, is a hideous adult crocodile like a sharp arrow from all directions sprinting down.
There are fifteen adult crocodiles, the longest of which is more than five meters long, and the shortest is four meters long, maintaining a sprint efficiency of one or twenty meters per second in the water.
Rumble~ In the viewing, a Nile crocodile more than five meters long suddenly jumped out of the water and opened its bloody mouth when it was more than ten meters close to the central figure, and its fangs emitted boundless cold light in the rain curtain and sunshine, like a black arrow biting into the upper body of the central man, but when the Nile crocodile flew only half a meter away from biting the man, a colorful fist composed of water liquid, a heavy fist more than three meters high smashed into the crocodile, a punch, and the crocodile was thrown in the air.
At the same time, three more estuarine crocodiles close to five meters away swooped up and pounced more than ten meters away, but the other three two or three meters high water fists also appeared accurately and collided.
Bang bang bang!
Wow~ …… Light and shadow flew and cut, and the iron fist condensed one after another.
In just a few seconds, ten of the fifteen culled crocodiles have been smashed and flew dozens of meters and fell heavily into the water or on the ground, either dying or directly killed, and five were smashed into the bottom of the swimming pool, splashing flesh and blood.
After easily defeating fifteen crocodiles, Augustan Andoche Boharne, who had chestnut soft hair, raised his hands to the sky and roared, and with the roar, the moderate rain that originally covered the 100-meter radius of the swimming pool turned into a downpour, and layers of thick clouds that covered the sun also spread from the manor to the surrounding area for several miles.
In the blink of an eye, the clear sky was almost invisible.
It's the end of January 2012.
More than two months have passed since Augustan last crossed the Atlantic in the flesh, and his strength is still improving rapidly, from the original fourth-level water alien master, all the way to the sixth level.
This is also because he has spent some time practicing fighting techniques and manipulating the power of water in the process, Augustan did not have any magic techniques, and the previous condensation of water fist and this heavy rain were all urging the strange force to explode by brute force.
But brute force is great, and it's still terrifying.
The sixth-level water alien master, if he does not perform the magic technique, the power that can explode is far more powerful than that of the first- and second-level alien master.
Amid the roars and pouring rain, figures also ran out of the villa in the depths of the manor, looking at the seriously injured or dead crocodiles all over the ground, almost everyone was shocked and bloodless.
Augustan didn't pay attention to those figures, but after reining in his roar, he said directly to a figure standing on the wall, "Briss, gun, shoot me!"
” Bliss shuddered, and instead of responding, he looked at an old man of fifty who had just rushed out of the villa, it was Augustin's father, and the current head of the Beauarne family.
Old Boarne also glanced at Augustan with a wry smile before he said, "Augustin, won't you take a break?"
” "No, father, although I am progressing smoothly, I can no longer take ordinary geniuses and teachers in my eyes, but this strength must be very different from Shang Tang, I want to hone and improve my strength as much as possible."
"It's not just about the improvement of the water powers, it's about the control of those forces." ………… With ambition, Augustan really didn't think that only talent could dominate the world, with Tang Zhun's big demon level at that time, you only had talent was definitely not enough, you had to work hard enough to have any hope of challenging the big demon king.
During this time, he has really been honing his abilities and skills in various ways.
Although he became a stranger at first, he was easily dealt with in the face of one shark in the ocean, and it was not difficult to deal with two, but three or four of them besieged him together and he might have to flee in a hurry.
But once and again he struggled to hone his skills, reflexes, etc., although Augustin would also be injured and frightened in the process, but all aspects of improvement were also extremely efficient, just like fifteen adult crocodiles were rounded up and killed together just now, without posing the slightest threat to him.
However, only the tempering of the fierce beast and fierce fish in nature is obviously not enough, and he is about to step into the rhythm of resistance to firearms.
Tang Zhun is too terrifying, and no one has found out the depth of his specific strength yet, but he firmly believes that man will win the sky, and he will not live up to his surging talent.
Following Augustan's words, old Boarne looked at the young boy with relief and emotion before nodding to Briss.
Tang Zhun's pressure is too great, and the coercion is too terrifying, just like Bastien Pierre in France, a rich man of the same level has to run to the knot, this is really a shame for the French Empire, which once dominated the world.
Fortunately, his son not only has an indescribable talent for horror, but also is so sensible and works so hard?
No one would be stupid to provoke Tang Zhun with a little achievement, and go against Tang Zhun, that is what an idiot would do.
But Augustin's exaggerated efficiency of progress, and his willingness to give up all glory and wealth, and hard work day and night, then there is hope that their entire Beauarne family will really rise.
Isn't it, from the moment of awakening and promotion, Augustan almost only sleeps four or five hours a day, and the rest of the time is spent working hard, or feeling the power of water or honing his mastery skills, living like an ascetic, with such a talent and still working so hard, is there any reason for heaven to not rise?
"Augustan, you are the pride of Beauarne, you can rest assured that the family will fully support you in all your requests."
Solemnly moved to drop a sentence, old Boarne led the crowd away.
During the walk, the crocodile, which was paralyzed on the ground not far away, suddenly moved, and was seven or eight meters apart, which still frightened the old Boarne, but the crocodile didn't really bounce up, and a big hand suddenly appeared, grabbed the crocodile, like a normal person grabbing a chicken in the palm of his hand, and flew up twenty or thirty meters into the air with the crocodile.
In the pool, Augustin's energetic laughter spread again. ……………… A moment later, under the horrified gaze of many bodyguards, Bliss grabbed a submachine gun and fired wildly at the center of the pool fifty meters away, layer after layer of water walls were also condensed in the void, bullets frantically penetrated one water wall after another, but at most penetrated seven or eight water walls, and he was no longer able to continue.
Forty meters away, Augustin was unscathed.
The sixth-level water master is too powerful, tempered and trained again and again, and constantly works hard day and night, Augustan's confidence in overthrowing the rule of the demon king is becoming more and more sufficient.
He believes that God rewards hard work, and man will win the day!
What's more, Tang Zhun's Great Demon King is far from being able to represent the sky.