Chapter 1205 You Will Upgrade, and so Will I

Feng Bubai retreated thirty-six steps in one breath.

He lowered his head and stood still.

After a moment, he slowly raised his head, looking at Zhang Xing with a cold face.

"Zhang Xing, I underestimated your ability."

"I didn't expect your third punch to have such a terrifying power."

"If it weren't for my special physique, I would have been lying on the ground and let you slaughter me."

"Not bad! Not bad! You have won my attention and the qualification to fight with me."

"Then let me show you my true strength next!"

The ancestor of the Feng family looked a little excited.

"Bubai is really a great talent. He can actually pour such a strong attack force from his body into the ground."

"Amazing! Amazing!"

Ru Feng next to him couldn't help but admire: "Even I can't do this."

"Bubai not only trained his muscles and bones to be invulnerable to swords and guns, but also trained his internal organs to an incredible level."

"He is indeed a man of great perseverance. Your Feng family has a successor!"

The ancestor of the Feng family was very proud.

The Feng family is indeed full of talents.

The second, third, and fourth generations are all following suit.

"Haha, thank you for your praise, Brother Ru. Unbeaten has an innate advantage. His Vajra Body has already been stimulated by 60%. He still needs to work hard!"

Ru Feng smiled and did not continue the topic. He did not want to talk about it. Tears welled up in his eyes.

The Ru family is not prosperous. There are many girls, but none of them is as talented as the elder Mo Caiyi.

Turning his eyes to the battlefield.

"Unbeaten's aura..."

Ru Feng was stunned.

"This is... great. Unbeaten has accumulated a lot of experience and is about to be promoted to the Seven-Star War Lord realm!"

The ancestor of the Feng family was overjoyed.

Mo Caiyi and other palace masters also nodded frequently.

Unbeaten successfully broke through to the Seven-Star War Lord realm after twenty years of seclusion. He has an excellent talent!

Hearing the words of the ancestor of the Feng family, the disciples of all levels around cheered at the same time.

Their eyes turned cold again when they looked at Zhang Xing.

Uncle Unbeaten has been promoted to the Seven Stars. What else can you fight with!

The only one who was worried about Zhang Xing was Sister Ruan.

He knew that Zhang Xing's limit for challenging a level above the six-star war master.

If he faced a seven-star war master, he would be completely defeated.

"Zhang Xing..."

He sent a worried voice, but didn't know what to say for a moment.

Zhang Xing waved his hand and stopped him, saying, "Don't worry, I'll level up too!"

He opened the personal attribute panel and saw the experience points he needed to level up.

It takes 1.5 million points to upgrade to the intermediate level of the master!

That means 500,000 points for each level from four to six stars.

He opened the lottery panel again.

There were 20 lottery opportunities left.

If he could win 50,000 experience points ten times at once, he could level up.

But what if he couldn't?

Even if he drew an upgrade task, he couldn't complete it now.

If he drew a dragon, it wouldn't help.

But now was a critical moment, and he believed that the system wouldn't let him down.

But he had already upgraded five dragons today, and he wasn't sure if the system was powerful enough.

He decided to draw one by one.

Zhang Xing gave up the ten-consecutive draw and chose a single draw.

Press the button, beep beep beep...

The cursor stays on thank you!

Sure enough, the system is just a system, without a brain, and doesn't distinguish between priorities.

Zhang Xing's face darkened, and he continued to draw.

Thank you eight times in a row!

Zhang Xing was also drunk, and there were still eleven chances. If he couldn't draw 500,000 experience points, he would be done today.

Can you help me the tenth time!

Zhang Xing muttered, and suddenly slammed the start button with his right fist.

"Give me experience points!"

Beep beep beep...

The cursor stopped disobediently at the task level.

"Congratulations on getting an upgrade task."

"Task goal: Help five seventh-level dragons to be promoted to the eighth level!"

"Ding!"

"Congratulations on completing the task!"