Eight Hundred and Seventy-Seven to This Day! Not What It Used to Be! …
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"Are you satisfied with this level of strength?"
With the sound of the voice, the claw light in the sky, which was full of people's vision, actually stopped the trend of falling, and at a very slow but irresistible speed, with a 'humming' sound, it was gradually lifted up, and The silent figure under the claw light was exposed!
A black robe was roaring and whistling under the strong wind, the hem of the robe swayed vigorously, and the bangs fluttered randomly under the light of the claws, but in this case, the pair of wine-red pupils were Gujing Wubo, not half a cent. Emotional, looking at the frozen ice in front of him, the corner of Wu Yan's mouth twitched.
"If this is the strength of your complacency, then please prepare yourself..."
The black claw light was as hard as Optimus Prime, and the hand resting on it was squeezed down!
"Peng..."
Immediately, the terrifying claw light that was enough to tear everything around it, under that grip, as if being crushed by something terrifying, in the muffled sound, it scattered into black spots all over the sky, and then again. I couldn't maintain my shape, and I was shot and scattered!
And Wu Yan, except for the swaying robe, there is not even a single wound on his body!
"Prepare to be defeated..."
"This..." Bing Mian stared blankly at his self-satisfied blow, which not only did not cause any damage to the opponent, but was also scattered between gestures, and the whole person was completely lost.
"Cheat... Lie... My full blow..."
"Okay... so strong..." Bing Ling's pupils on the side were also a little lax. A pair of fists clenched tightly involuntarily. "Is this his current strength?"
The group of eighth-tier powerhouses were speechless. They looked at each other and bowed their heads with a wry smile. They admitted that under the light of the claws just now, the eight of them joined forces and might be able to resist. , but it is absolutely impossible to make such an understatement as silent.
And if it's just one person...
A group of eighth-rankers shook their heads in unison, and the smiles on their faces were even more bitter, among the eight of them. The youngest are forty years old. The other party was only in his twenties.
Only in my twenties,
Is it already strong enough? …
Could it be that Wu Yan is really a ninth-order powerhouse? …
the idea. No one present wanted to imagine. But intuition tells them. Only this idea seems to explain everything they see!
A ninth-order powerhouse in his twenties? …
The heads of Bing Ling and the eight eighth-order powerhouses are already confused, and even the ice surface is beginning to be suspicious. After all, he is a powerhouse at the peak of the eighth-order, and he also possesses a super-strength heterogenous black fighting spirit. In the eighth-order, he is definitely the invincible kind.
But that's it, he did his best to strike, and he didn't hold on for even a second during the speechless gestures!
If it is not a ninth-order powerhouse, who can do it below the ninth-order?
"Nine... ninth order..." Bing Mian only felt that his throat, which was full of blood, was now dry.
"How is this possible..."
Looking at the ugly and strange face on the ice surface, he couldn't even hide his disbelief, and shrugged his shoulders helplessly.
"So, what is it that makes you so confident?"
Hearing this, the ice face turned grim and shouted angrily. "But I'm already a powerhouse at the peak of the eighth-order! You can't be my opponent!"
"Eighth-order peak?..." As if he heard something funny, Wu Yan sneered, raised his footsteps, and walked slowly towards the ice surface.
"I said, did you make a mistake somewhere?…"
In the sound of clearly audible footsteps, Wu Yan walked towards the ice and said in a laugh-like tone, "Don't you know?"
"The Andrew of the Leding family, he is also the peak of the eighth-order, but he was killed by me!"
"Your disgusting uncle Marcus, who used to be the peak of the eighth-order, was also planted in my hands!"
"Later, he turned into the ghost you are now, and was promoted to the ninth order, but he still died in my hands!"
"Compared to them, you have become the peak of the eighth-order like a nouveau riche by virtue of external power, and you have also become a waste of monsters..." He stopped, looked straight ahead, silently and coldly, confided word by word .
"No! Worth! One! Mention!"
Those extremely impactful words, like a pair of sharp spears, plunged into the heart of the ice one after another, until the complacency in his crazy joy because of the skyrocketing strength vanished, and his body trembled.
Shaking his head, the ice surface retreated step by step as if it was unacceptable, feeling the power in his body that was dozens or even hundreds of times stronger than before, but he could no longer be complacent.
"No...no!" Bing Mian went crazy. "No! No! This is my power! My power! My strongest power! Now I am stronger than you! I am stronger than you!!!"
"It must be you! It's you! I'm speechless!" The black grudge on his body began to become irritable in response to Bing Mian's emotions, venting out bit by bit until the whole person was wrapped in Bing Mian.
"You must be jealous of me! That's why you did some tricks! Right?!" Ice Face laughed nervously, with an unusually ugly smile. "That's right! It must be like this! You are not as strong as me! Not as strong as me!"
Hearing Bing Mian's nervous speech, Bing Ling and a few eighth-order powerhouses turned their heads away and couldn't bear to look at it any longer.
Why are they willing to believe that Wuyan has such a powerful strength? After all, Wu Yan is only in his twenties...
Not to mention the eight eighth-order powerhouses, the most unbelievable one is the Ice Spirit.
A few months ago, in the 'Spalier World Academy', at that time, Wuyan fought him a few times. Although he was defeated, at that time, he could at least have a good fight with Wuyan. Similar.
But since the end of the college competition, everything has changed...
He was promoted to the eighth rank first, and he was active in the giant beast forest. He fought bravely against the eighth-rank monsters without being defeated, and he was not afraid of the demigod-rank beast king. Then he became the strongest student in the academy not long ago. Even Kaya and Safa couldn't hurt him when they joined forces, and they were defeated one after another.
Then, the second-in-command of the eighth-order peak of the Leding family was killed by him, and his third-strongest family member, only his grandfather and father, Uncle Marcus, also died in the hands of the other party...
In just two or three months, now, when Wuyan appeared in front of him again, it was suspected that he had become a ninth-order powerhouse!
His Bing Ling is not even qualified to carry shoes for others!
How can Bing Ling believe this? How can you believe it? …
However, the whistling wind was still blowing his face, and his hands that were almost torn were also passing bursts of pain. The facts told him that all this was true!
"Ice surface..." Bing Ling closed his eyes and murmured in pain. "Perhaps, I can understand why you are willing to become like this..."
The eighth-order powerhouses guarding the ice spirit seemed to have heard his words, and their gazes towards the ice surface became sympathetic. As for the silence, he was completely sympathetic.
"Escape from the facts and only want to stay in your own reality?..." Wu Yan shook his head and sighed. "No wonder you can only use external force. Without external force, you can't reach your current state at all!"
"Shut up for me!!!" Bing Mian roared, mobilizing the black energy all over his body, he stepped on the ground with a heavy foot, and the ground was suddenly crushed!
In the roar, the ice surface leaned over and shot out, his claws raised like sharp spears, and stabbed the silent chest fiercely!
"I kill you!!!"
Watching Bing Mian rush towards Wu Yan with the black energy filling the sky, Bing Ling and the others saw Wu Yan's completely unconcerned look, and they already knew it in their hearts.
Victory seems to have been won...
Looking at the ferocious monster that was surging with black air currents all over his body, his face was hideous, and he was rushing towards him at an extreme speed, Wu Yan calmed down strangely in his heart.
Sisi magic power surged on the surface of the body in a wonderful trajectory. Under the circumstance that no one present could see it, the magic power slowly flowed along with the blood in the body, turning around in the body, and then, the surging To the speechless mouth!
Taking a deep breath, he drank silently.
"Done!" (To be continued..)