MTL - Peerless Genius System

Chen Feng can be said to have absorbed the hatred. The emperors who stood on stage all gnawed their teeth and glared at him with anger.

Lu Degan coughed and said loudly: "I announced that there is only one test rule. It is not allowed to use any weapons of destruction. When you click it, everyone listens..."

The sound came to an abrupt end, because the original Xiao Luo, who had no movement at all, appeared on the stage directly like a teleport, and he scared the talking Ludd.

After appearing on the stage, Xiao Luo listened to Rude's test rule. The left hand was free to look backwards. The dragon knife was like a flying sword. It crossed the tens of meters of space and landed on the ground next to the ghost. The sheath was inserted into the ground five or six centimeters, and the whole knife stood straight on the ground.

This is not to play cool, but the dragon knife only recognizes him as the master, the ghost can not hold it, or else throw it directly into the ghost.

Everyone did not notice the dragon knife, only to notice the strange method he had just stepped on.

"The young man is so fast that he doesn't even see his movements."

Rude’s old eyes were deeply jealous, and Xiao Luo looked up and down, and he couldn’t help himself.

Other Wuhuang strongmen who participated in the test were also looking at Xiaoluo with amazement. They always felt that there was a strong energy in this guy. Of course, more people did not see any famous people.

"Hey, hey, a martial artist dares to go out and join in the fun, too much."

"Whoever wants to have a heavenly soldier, in order to get a heavenly soldier, this guy is afraid of not being crazy."

"Let's see how he died, a martial artist, a martial arts, two stupid pigs!"

The masses in the audience constantly uttered irony of Xiao Luo and Chen Feng.

Chen Feng’s companion is smiling, his face is confident, and watching the crowd around him is like watching a fool.

At this time, the Emperor of the Emperor on the stage also returned to God, the thin middle-aged man sneered: "Now the martial arts Wuling are so arrogant? What a cat and dog are dare to run up to compete for the heavenly soldiers!"

Xiao Luo and Chen Feng did not pay attention to his ridiculous words.

Chen Feng went to Xiao Luo's front, and the virtual and the snake's road: "Xiao brother, your true cultivation should not be a martial artist, or you will not stand up, I am right?"

Xiao Luo now only wants time and space bracelets. He is not interested in nonsense with these idlers. He directly rushes to the Wuhuang Powerhouse on the stage and Chen Feng’s faint road: "I want time and space bracelets, you all go down!"

The words are very light, but with a tone of incomprehension.

When the words came out, the entire square was quiet, and then it fell into a hustle and bustle.

"Where is this guy, is this guy going against the sky?"

"A small martial artist, who gave him the courage to dare to speak to the Emperor of the Emperor!"

"Insane, he is absolutely crazy, wanting to get a heavenly soldier to think of it."

"Where did this guy come from? Is it funny?"

"If it was a joke, it was really successful because it made me laugh, hahaha..."

Everyone in the audience all said ridicule, in their eyes, Xiao Luo is a fool who has no self-knowledge.

"Laughter, laugh, wait until you are all dumbfounded." The duck king took it easy, dig his nostrils in the pocket of the ghost and said to himself.

The ghost did not speak, and after getting the magic dance, she was always happy with a smile on her face.

The powerful emperors on the stage all thought that they had auditory hallucinations. A martial artist in the district, how dare to speak to them.

"Kid, what do you say?" The thin middle-aged man's eyes narrowed, suppressing a raging anger.

"Isn't it enough to say clearly? I have to ask for the time and space bracelet. You all will roll it down for me!" Xiao Luo looked directly at his gaze, and he was not humble, and he was bound to gain time and space.

hiss……

The people around couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, thinking: This kid is going to be crazy, and dare to say this kind of death.

Sure enough, the thin middle-aged man was so angry that a tyrannical pressure exploded from him, and the solid platform collapsed around the center of his feet.

"You kid to die for me!"

The rolling sound waves, such as the thunder, generally resounded on the spot, and many of the crowds on the scene were shaken for a while.

The thin middle-aged man is dressed in a glaucoma, such as a photoelectric collision with Xiaoluo, and then a punch to Xiaoluo's face, at the same time, Xiaoluo's true power runs autonomously, forming a layer in vitro. Invisible protective cover.

The fist and the invisible protective cover are shocked together...

"Boom~"

An earth-shattering loud noise rang on the platform, and a strong and powerful energy storm erupted. The raging force pushed the surrounding people back two or three feet away. Many people fell to the ground and the scene was chaotic.

The other Wuhuang strongmen and dwarf elders flew into the air for the first time, staying in the air and watching from a long distance.

Chen Feng did not react slowly. He jumped away with lightning and jumped a few times on the ground. He left the platform at least two feet away. The platform was in the center, the energy was surging, the wind was blowing, and the wind was sweeping. He was like being in the body. In the hurricane, the hair is uncontrolled, and the dust is flying. www.~ The eyes will be difficult to open for a while, which shows that the thin middle-aged man has used at least 70% of the power.

"Ah~"

At this moment, a scream rang.

The thin middle-aged man squirted blood, like a bull rushing out and flew out. After wrestling on the ground, he continued to cough up four or five blood. The whole person was hard to support and did not lie completely. .

Slowly, the plundering energy storm gradually stopped, and the wind stopped!

On the platform, there was a big pit with a half-meter deep. Xiao Luo stood in front of the big pit, like an iron pile, and it was firmly nailed there. At this moment, his figure gave a high The feeling of climbing, the real power is flowing around the whole body, and his surroundings seem to be a mighty power. For example, the king always reveals the power of the world.

The audience was silent, the needle was audible, everyone was wide-eyed, and the unattainable figure on the platform was unbelievably looked at. The breathing became extremely unsmooth, and the back of the back was bursting with coolness. Apparently, the thin middle-aged man was defeated, and he lost to the guy who seemed to be a martial artist.

Horror!

How is this possible?

The thin middle-aged man looked at Xiao Luo’s eyes with deep taboos. He obviously took the initiative to punch him. The result was that he flew out. The most horrible thing was that the guy didn’t move. Moved, relying only on the gas field outside, he returned all the power of his fist to him.

How can there be such a monster in the world? The other party is not looking at the age, is it difficult to achieve the repair of Wu Zong?

Not only him, the strong emperors who stayed in the air, the elders of the dwarfs, which one can keep calm? They were all frightened and looked at the unhappled figure standing on the platform.

(End of this chapter)