Chapter 878: The Wall of Power (2/2)

Qi Yuan confirmed again and again that Zhou Heng had no interest in Tai Nianning at all, and then he left without feeling at ease. .

Zhou Heng shook his head, isn't this guy very smart, why does he seem mentally retarded now!

Love is indeed blind!

Zhou Heng returned to his residence, immediately threw out the Vulcan stove, and started alchemy.

The elixir recipe was naturally told to him by Vulcan furnace, and the elixir produced is called "Ming Wang Pill", which can directly form a divine appearance, which is the same as the Seven Star Pill. However, there are only twelve pills in a furnace, which is pitifully small!

Zhou Heng retreated immediately to refine these Ming Wang Pills, but the black donkey and Xiao Huo stole something. The two guys started retreat half a day ago, so that cheap donkey didn't come to fight with him.

He tried his best to use his spiritual power to refine the medicinal power, but it still took him seven days to completely refine these medicinal pills.

Thirty-nine gods!

Zhou Heng shook his head and smiled. Although he already had nearly forty gods, he didn't feel the opportunity to break through at all. It seemed that he was still a thousand miles away.

It is also fortunate that he is now in the Ming Realm, otherwise, if he is still in the Immortal Realm, how many thousands of years would he need to search to find enough medicine to send him to the Star Realm?

However, now that the contribution points have all been used up, the next step is to find a way to earn them.

He first went to the Sand Rage Field, which is actually a trial field and a fighting field, where the disciples of the school can learn from each other. There are also some special props that can temper the physical body of the warrior.

Coming here, of course, is for the contribution value!

In addition to the task to obtain the contribution value, there is another one is to break the record, such as the limit of strength, speed, reaction speed and so on. Mingxian level has Mingxian level records, and Star King has Star King level, so they will not be confused.

Zhou Heng wanted to try it.

After asking a question, he came to the northwest corner. There is a stone wall here, which looks very ordinary, but it is called the "Wall of Power", which is specially used to record the most powerful person.

There are four columns of names on the wall, and each column is ten people. In addition to the names, there are also numbers marked on the side, such as "three thousand yuan", "nine thousand six hundred and forty-four stars", and the lines between the columns. The numbers have a large gap, but the gap between the two above and below each column is very small.

It doesn't take much thinking to know that these four columns of numbers represent four levels of recorders from Mingxian to Xingchen King, Xingchen Emperor to Xingchen Emperor, and each level has ten people who can be selected.

The "three thousand yuan" represents the value of strength, Zhou Heng's eyes swept to the bottom of the first column, which read "Ma Hongjie, two thousand four hundred and sixty-six yuan".

That is to say, Zhou Heng must at least have a higher strength than this value to be on the list. Although he has not broken the record, he can get contribution points as long as he is on the list. The difference lies in more points and less points.

Seeing Zhou Heng standing in front of the wall of power, some people nearby couldn't help talking.

"It looks like a freshman!"

"Haha, every year there are a few freshmen who think that they are number one in the world, and they can break the record with one punch!"

"Come and bet, how much energy can this guy play?"

"This guy has at most forty celestial beings, I guess it won't exceed six hundred Yuan power!"

"You think highly of him, I guess it's up to four hundred, no more!"

These people did not lower their voices enough for Zhou Heng to hear clearly.

Six hundred?

Zhou Heng didn't know how much power one yuan equals to a catty, because after leaping into the Mingxian level, the power of a punch would be measured in trillions of catties, and it would be too troublesome to use catties as a unit, and new units would definitely be created .

I don't know if the power of one yuan is one trillion catties, or ten trillion catties, or more.

Why didn't he try to break the speed record, or the quick response record?

Because he is indeed only the twenty-nine-phase Mingxian, and the speed and reaction speed are all there, but the power is different. If a punch can be supplemented by the improvement of the skills, it will be easy to handle. He has five elements of runes, The combat power is strong enough to dominate the Mingxian, and it is not easy to break the record?

This is the record he is most sure of, and the only record he is sure he can break.

Laugh at him?

"Uncle! Uncle!" A delicate voice sounded, and I saw Jiang Zishuang bouncing over from a distance, wearing a snow-white skirt, black hair, and a delicate little face, anyone who looked at it would feel pity.

Why is this little girl here?

Zhou Heng couldn't help frowning, she is a little devil in a cute coat!

"Hey, uncle, what's your expression? Don't you want to see the cute Tiantian?" The little girl pouted and said, "Uncle, you didn't keep your word. You said you wanted to see Tiantian and Mother, but you left I can't wait to see you, you negative, heart, human!"

What a big kid!

"Hey, isn't this the only disciple recruited by Tianzhengyuan this year?"

"She's not simple. My mother, Yang Yuhua, is the teacher of the Heavenly Formation Institute, and my grandfather, Yang Yong, is the dean of the Heavenly Formation Institute and the vice-president of the school. His status is half higher than that of the general vice-president of the school!"

"How did this freshman know her?"

Someone recognized Jiang Zishuang, and immediately attracted everyone's attention. The people from Tianzhen Academy and Tianyao Academy, these two branches are not comparable to ordinary warriors. Not only are they like treasures in the academy, even after they leave, they must be the guests of various powerful forces!

"Yang Yuhua is a great beauty, together with Tai Nianning from Tianwu Academy and Geng Xinnuo from our Tianwu Academy are called the three beauties of the school!"

"Hey, not only is she beautiful, she's also a widow!"

"Shh, keep your voice down, if word of this gets out, you might even die! Do you know how many people are chasing after Hua Yuhua? Which one is not very powerful, and anyone who makes a move can crush you hundreds of times! Back!"

Zhou Heng glanced over, if these people said some obscene and disgusting words, he would definitely settle accounts with them in the future!

"Uncle, where's the little dog?" The girl looked around, obviously she had "transferred her love", and was far more interested in Xiao Huo than Zhou Heng.

"Lying at home!" Zhou Heng stared at the stone wall, the spiritual power in his body boiled, and the thirty-nine gods flowed together with terrifying power, and suddenly punched out.

Boom!

A brilliance flashed across the stone wall, but it remained motionless! This is natural, even the power of Emperor Xingchen can withstand it, how can the power of Zhou Heng's thirty-nine gods be destroyed?

The wall became transparent like a mirror, and a line of numbers emerged: one hundred and seventy-nine!

Only so little?

Zhou Heng frowned first, but immediately opened it up.

Those who can leave a record on this stone wall are those who have been eliminated by the academy after countless years. Every person on the list must have at least eighty gods, and then they can use their skills to increase their strength. numbers come.

He only has thirty-nine gods, and he hasn't used any exercises. Even if his gods are more condensed than others, they won't be much better than the normal twenty-nine gods.

One hundred and seventy-nine yuan power is a relatively realistic number, and it would be unreasonable to be higher.

"Hahahaha, it really is a guy who doesn't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth, and he hasn't even reached two hundred yuan, so he is really overestimated!"

"Hmph, it's embarrassing with this little strength!"

"By the way, I know this guy. He seems to be the second place in the freshman assessment! Yes, it's him. I've seen his portrait. His name is Zhou Heng!"

"What, the newcomer number two is at this level?"

"What's going on, is the quality of the rookies this time so poor, can they still win second place at this level?"

"Then I was not born at the right time. Otherwise, if I entered the school a few years later, wouldn't I be able to get the second, or even the first?"

With the spread of Zhou Heng's identity, everyone couldn't help being in an uproar. Can this kind of strength get second? That's right, there must be a good father who got the second place by cheating!

What a shame!

Warriors admire strength, and the most shameless thing is this kind of deceit. When everyone looked at Zhou Heng again, they were not only mocking, but also full of contempt and disdain.

"Boy, watch carefully, let my brother teach you how to play!" A strong man came over, he looked about 30 years old, and his body was full of muscles. Wu Guang, a right fist suddenly became bigger than a human head, bang, he punched the wall.

Amidst the surging brilliance, a number also jumped out: six hundred and eighty-eight!

He has sixty-seven divine appearances, but he has also reached the limit, either breaking through or stuck there all the time.

"Bah!" He pointed to the numbers on the wall, then spat fiercely on the ground, his face full of contempt.

"Uncle, he is despising you!" Jiang Zishuang jumped up immediately, "Uncle, can you bear it? I definitely can't bear it!"

"Don't make more trouble!" Zhou Heng pushed the little girl aside, then looked at the stone wall, and then condensed his right fist.

"Still not convinced?" The strong man sneered, "Even if you throw another hundred punches, it won't change anything!"

Zhou Hengning turned his head to the opponent without punching, and said with a smile, "What if my score exceeds yours?"

"Haha, if you can surpass me, I, Lei Jingtian, will give you three kowtows!" The strong man said confidently.

In fact, he is the fifty-seven-phase Mingxian. Not only did he use all his strength for the punch just now, but he also used the three-star kung fu, which is also the highest-level kung fu that the disciples of Mingxianyuan can exchange for.

How could Zhou Heng surpass himself?

"Don't talk too much!" Zhou Heng said indifferently, and punched out suddenly. As Guanghua trembled, a new number jumped out: two hundred and fifty-four.

Boom!

Before anyone could speak, he punched out again, and the new number jumped again: three hundred and twenty-seven.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Four hundred and twenty three! Five hundred and nine! Six hundred and sixty six!

By the time of the sixth punch, this number was already very close to Lei Jingtian's score of 688.

At this point, everyone believed that Zhou Heng would be able to break the number of 700 when he threw his seventh punch, after all, he punched so easily!

But isn't this guy not even able to reach fifty gods? How could he erupt with such a powerful force?

Everyone was shocked and surprised. (To be continued.)