KO One 2: My Sister is Lei Ting

Evening

Five black commercial vehicles drove out of the Lei Family Manor

Old Sun, who was in the middle car, looked at Lei Ting, who was holding the phone motionlessly in the rearview mirror, and asked, "Miss, did Young Master Fang get through?"

"No!" Lei Ting put away the phone expressionlessly.

"Who wants to deal with Fang Mo!" Lei Ting gritted her teeth in her heart, feeling a little angry.

Although she had no feelings for Fang Mo, Fang Mo was still her relative after all, and Fang Mo lived in her house now.

She was being hunted down just one day after returning. Where would Lei Ting put her face?

"This bastard doesn't even speak clearly and actually orders me around. How hateful!" Thinking about how Fang Mo kept calling her "sister" on the phone just now, Lei Ting clenched her fists and wanted to beat him up.

Old Sun nodded and asked, "Should we call the police? These people actually dared to attack the other young master. It's simply too much. We must teach them a lesson."

Thinking of Fang Mo's explanation, Lei Ting shook her head, "Don't call the police! We don't know what Fang Mo's current condition is. If we call the police, he might be in danger. Let's use our family's power to search first.

If there is still no news, it’s not too late to call the police! "

"Okay!" Lao Sun nodded, spoke to the bodyguard captain in the car in front via the intercom, and continued driving.

Lei Ting folded her arms, closed her eyes, and thought about how to settle accounts with Fang Mo when she saw him again.

As soon as he arrived, he disrupted Lei Ting's peaceful life, and this account must be settled.

...

While Lei Ting was thinking about how to settle the score with Fang Mo, Fang Mo patted the dirt off his hands and left with Heilong.

Now, he is a dead man and needs to find a place to stay for a few days to cultivate his combat power index.

When his combat power index is improved, it will be time for him to settle accounts with Pang Tianqi.

...

Bale High School Staff Dormitory

Black Dragon ran to the back room to sleep, leaving Fang Mo alone in the outer room to practice.

This is where Fang Mo will be in seclusion for the next few days.

Although it is not secret, no one will come here.

Now Heilong is just a school worker and does not run a convenience store.

After taking a look at the room at the back, Fang Mo put on the Hand of Ares and began to practice the first level of the Heavenly Demon Combination Method.

The process of practicing the Heavenly Demonic Combination is not complicated. It is to absorb the demonic energy of the Hand of Ares into the body and assimilate it together with the energy of the combat power index in the body.

After converting all the combat power index energy in the body into magic energy, the first step, demonization, is completed!

The next second step is to continuously strengthen the demonic energy and condense the demon soul!

The third step is naturally to strengthen the demon soul.

hum!

The room was lit up with a dark green light.

The light comes from the Hand of Ares, and these are the military spirit of the Hand of Ares.

Military spirit is the energy aura that comes with a magic weapon. It can be present at birth or it can be cultivated slowly later.

The military spirit of the Hand of Ares is the demonic aura accumulated from years of killing.

As Fang Mo practiced his magic, the demonic energy of the Hand of Ares merged into his body.

A cool feeling spreads throughout the body, very comfortable!

Fang Mo's eyebrows relaxed.

"Strange, this doesn't seem to be how it's played on TV. Shouldn't the process of being demonized be very uncomfortable?" Fang Mo felt confused.

The demonized people on TV either yelled or became like a different person. But now Fang Mo felt comfortable and had no other strange feelings, not even any negative emotions.

As Fang Mo absorbed demonic energy, his combat power index became apparent.

0...1000...2000...3000...3500...

The demonic energy just absorbed was instantly transformed into combat power index, causing Fang Mo's combat power index to rise by 500 points, and it hasn't stopped yet.

Since he felt very comfortable, Fang Mo naturally had no intention of stopping and continued to absorb the demonic energy.

3600...3700...3800...3900...4000...

In the back room, Black Dragon stood behind the door, staring at Fang Mo who was practicing.

"This kid is really talented. He absorbed more than 1000 points of demonic energy at one time!" Black Dragon muttered to himself.

Although the cultivation speed of demonized practitioners with special abilities is much faster than that of normal practitioners, the final result is also related to each person's cultivation aptitude.

Absorbing and converting 1000 points of demonic energy at one time is already very good among the demonized practitioners.

Of course, compared to the Black Dragon Demon King, he is far inferior.

However, after obtaining the Excalibur in the Stone, the Black Dragon Demon King directly subdued the Sword Demon.

Seeing Fang Mo's combat power index starting to slow down, Black Dragon retracted his gaze.

In his opinion, Fang Mo's cultivation this time could reach around 4200 points at most.

4200 points, not a bit more, that’s what Heilong said!

"Kid, you're still far away!" Black Dragon turned and walked towards the bed, ready to sleep.

According to Fang Mo's progress, Hei Long estimated that it would take him at least a month to cultivate to 8000 points.

At the moment the Black Dragon turned around, the aura of Fang Mo outside suddenly surged.

4050...4550...5050...5550...6050...

In an instant, Fang Mo's combat power index increased by another 2000 points to 6050.

However, this is not because Fang Mo has reached his limit, but because the demonic energy of the Hand of Ares cannot keep up.

Bang!

Heilong pushed open the door, rushed out of the room, and stared at Fang Mo.

At the same time, Fang Mo also opened his eyes.

"What's going on!" X2

Fang Mo and Hei Long spoke at the same time.

Although the words were the same, the two people asked different questions.

Black Dragon was asking why Fang Mo's combat power index suddenly increased so much.

What Fang Mo asked was why the Hand of Ares suddenly ran out of energy. He was enjoying it so much!

Looking down at Ares' hand, Fang Mo frowned.

The military spirit in Ares's hand was dim, as if it would disappear at any time.

"It's a bit useless!" Fang Mo murmured as he looked at the hand of Ares.

It’s exhausted after absorbing just over 3000 points of energy. No wonder it can’t defeat the Dragon Patterned Pan.

"Kid, I'm asking you a question. How did you absorb so much demonic energy? Was your previous combat power index false?" Seeing that Fang Mo didn't reply, Black Dragon asked loudly.

Fang Mo rolled his eyes and said, "I am sick. I am falsifying my combat power index. Is it useful to falsify the combat power index below 10,000 points?"

The combat power index must reach over ten thousand points before it can be perfectly controlled to hide.

For those with abilities below 10,000 points, all their values ​​will be exposed when they take action.

"Then what's wrong with you? Do you have some special demonic physique?" The Black Dragon frowned.

Absorbing and transforming 3000 points of demonic energy at one time is definitely not something that an ordinary physique can do.

Could it be that Fang Mo's demonized physique is stronger than his Black Dragon?

He, Black Dragon, is the ultimate devil. How could there be someone with a demonized physique stronger than him!

This made Black Dragon, who never liked to lose, very unhappy!

"Special physique? Maybe! Black Dragon, can I use the Excalibur to practice now?" Fang Mo answered perfunctorily and became concerned about the practice.

No matter whether his physique is special or not, he has absorbed the demonic energy of the Hand of Ares and there is nothing unusual about it.

In that case, why doesn't he strike while the iron is hot and cultivate his combat power index?

In this way, he doesn't have to hide and can go directly to Pang Tianqi to settle the score.