Xu Mu touched his face.
It feels as if it's real and doesn't look like it's fake at all, which makes Xu Mu admire the evil Lord. This is his mother's divine skill. With such skills, don't you just YY as you want?
"Brother Meng, it's your turn!"
Xu Mu was still in a daze. A little fat man beside him touched him and winked at Xu mu.
"The evil Lord's name is Wang Meng!"
Xu Mu muttered, raised his eyes and looked around. He found that almost everyone was staring at himself with strong expectations.
Thinking of the picture that the old man showed himself, Xu Mu couldn't help but curl his lips.
Test and test an egg ball. In the first picture, Xu Mu looked really. He was forced by the evil Lord and gifted garbage expected by everyone. This was put on the young childe of the master, which immediately aroused the reaction of the Wang family.
Since today, the young evil Lord has won the first extreme title, waste residue!
That is, from today on, Wang Meng was ridiculed and insulted by all kinds and directly exploded the evil Lord's small universe!
"This script shouldn't go like this!"
Xu Mu was suddenly happy. He had a feeling of playing the attached game. He got up and came to the test bench.
The old man on the stage said kindly, "Wang Meng, let's start! Let's see if your talent can reach the king's product of the owner!"
"Hahaha, brother Meng must be Wang pin's talent!"
"Yes, brother Meng is the first of our generation to cultivate inner yuan. What's the king's talent? Maybe brother Meng can achieve the holy product!"
"Brother Meng, start quickly. Let's see your strength!"
"Hahaha, I can't wait!"
A lot of teenagers are huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
Especially a middle-aged man, who seems to be the father of the evil Lord. When he looks at Xu mu, he is full of doting.
Suddenly.
Xu Mu spoke.
"I think such a test is not allowed!"
Ga?
Many people are a little confused.
The old man on the test bench said suspiciously, "Wang Meng, what do you mean?"
Xu Mu said leisurely, "what is the test? The great man said well, practice is the only standard to test the truth! I decided not to test today, so as not to scare you. I want to fight!"
"Actual... Actual combat?"
The old man on the test bench was at a loss.
Xu Mu laughed and said, "yes, it's a real battle! I, Wang Meng, want to challenge road masters and meet heroes from all directions today. I'm standing here. Who dares to fight me?"
Xu Mu said that he was extremely domineering!
His eyes were sharp, even flashing cold, which was not in line with his age, but it surprised many people.
Hold the grass, so sharp, so terrible eyes!
"Good!"
The evil Lord's father was so excited that he patted the armrest of the seat, stood up and said excitedly, "my son is indeed a hero among people. Anyway, my son will be the challenge leader today. You can challenge me! My son's talent is not clear, but his strength has reached the ninth level the day after tomorrow! Who dares to challenge him?"
At this time, the cultivation of the evil Lord is terrible!
However, once you start to test your talent, you will know that the evil Lord is just a garbage whiteboard martial spirit! The soul of martial arts is the foundation of a warrior. The talent of a warrior is based on the soul of martial arts!
What's the use of higher cultivation?
Wu soul garbage, in the future, is a garbage!
"Ah, brother Meng, what is this operation?"
"Challenge brother Meng? Hiss... Who dares?"
"Hahaha, it's worthy of being brother Meng. It's too domineering. I'll just say one word, suit!"
"Is there anyone playing? Hahaha!"
The young generation of the Wang family are whispering and looking at each other.
"No one?"
Xu Mu "looked disappointed", but he was happy in his heart.
"I'll come!"
Suddenly, a young man spoke.
As soon as the young man opened his mouth, he was immediately watched by countless people. However, the young man was not afraid. On the contrary, a touch of endless anger appeared in the depths of his eyes.
Oh, it's him!
Xu Mu's eyes narrowed.
Xu mu, who has seen the experience of the evil Lord, knows that this guy, he, is the guy who insulted the evil Lord the most after the evil Lord changed from arrogance to waste.
The talent of young people is the best talent, only one level less than Wang pin. However, he was robbed of all his eyes by the evil Lord since he was a child. He grew up under the shadow of the evil Lord and repressed for a long time, which made him hate the evil Lord very much.
Now, he can't wait to do it!
"It's Wang Tian! His talent is also powerful. The day after tomorrow, he has nine accomplishments. It's still the sword spirit that awakens!"
"But compared with brother Meng, Wang Tian is estimated to be one chip worse!"
"Yes, brother Meng is the son of the master of the family. His cultivation is as powerful as bamboo. His talent is the lowest. Is it all Wang pin?"
"Hey, Wang Tian, this is beyond your ability!"
No one looks after Wang Tian!
This makes Wang Tian more angry!
Why, what good things, are all fucking Wang Meng's?
I refuse!
Wang Tian roared in his heart, repressed his anger, stepped on the test bench expressionless, squeezed out a smiling face and said to Xu mu, "brother Meng, please give me advice!"
Xu Mu's mind moved, and the day after tomorrow's nine heavy accomplishments suddenly appeared.
However, when Xu Mu recalled his low-level martial arts skills in the lower bound, he was surprised to find that his memory seemed to be contaminated with a layer of diaphragm and blurred.
"Shit, with automatic shielding memory?"
Xu Mu sneered.
"But do you think you can beat me? Ha ha, dream!"
Xu Mu chuckled.
When Wang Tian saw Xu mu in a daze, he was angry!
Wang Meng, you bastard!
Am I really so insignificant in your eyes? You're in a daze when you fight me. Don't you pay attention to me?
"Brother Meng, be careful!"
Wang Tian's eyes flashed fiercely.
With a loud drink, he went straight to Xu Mu and pushed his palms forward. In an instant, a Qi wave came.
"Wait!"
Xu Mu suddenly roared.
Wang Tian stumbled, almost fell to the ground, stopped, his body restrained the attack, looked at Xu mu with a dark face, and his eyes seemed to be burning.
With a touch of regret, Xu Mu looked at Wang Tian and sighed, "brother, you are not my opponent. Why insult yourself?"
Wang tianmeng forced.
Shall I wipe it? You didn't even fight me, you knew I wasn't your opponent? Close your mouth, the gun is 10000 critical hit?
Xu Mu said quietly, "why? Don't you believe it? I ask you, you cultivate great Hunyuan skill?"
"So what?"
Wang Tian frowned.
Xu Mu said with a light smile, "you have practiced Da Hun yuan skill for many years. Doesn't anyone tell you that the skill you practice is wrong..."
A word falls, stirring up thousands of waves