Chapter 51

Name:Shura God Emperor Author:Tian Teng
Yes, Xiao Yu didn't hide it. The real strength of the later period of gathering Qi State suddenly broke out.

On the observation platform, the faces of the three owners were even more ugly. In fact, they had guessed it out, but they didn't want to admit it, or to say that they still had a little luck.

I didn't expect it to be true!

How deep the boy is!

In fact, it is not surprising to think that the first round of strength test can easily lift the 10th and 30000 kg of rock.

In the second round of hunting monsters, you can get so many animal spirits, and you can retreat all over the body. It is impossible to gather the strength of the medium-term Qi state.

Xiao Wencheng's old face was extremely excited, and Tang Yiguo's face showed astonishment and admiration.

"It seems that Xiao Yu has a certain adventure because he has such a quick talent." Tang Yiguo sighed.

No one here is stupid. Without the rest, Xiao Yu would not have reached such a level with the heritage of the Xiao family.

You know, even if it is orange spirit skills, in the capital are very few.

Wang Jianhua and other people know that their hearts are clear and their eyes are shining with cold light.

In fact, what makes everyone feel most incredible is not the strength shown by Xiao Yu, but the strength that Xiao Yu has improved rapidly from the sacrificial ceremony to now in just over a month.

Is this kid a monster?

It takes a year and a half for ordinary people to go from the innate state to the early stage of gathering Qi state. How long is this?

We can imagine how deeply Xiao Yu shocked them.

Yan weipeng didn't expect Xiao Yu to have such a skill, but anyway, he was a higher level than Xiao Yu. Xiao Yu's active attack was a kind of contempt for himself.

"Xiao Yu, you want to die!"

Yan weipeng roared and put his foot on the ground. The whole person was like an arrow. He snatched it up, and then a blow suddenly burst out.

Broken jade fist, orange taste spirit skill.

Xiao Yu chuckles. Is the power of wolf magic determined by ordinary forces?

When Xiao Yu's fist was about to contact Yan weipeng, his arms suddenly tightened, and his strength gathered and burst out.

A kind of extremely hot and violent breath swept out in an instant, and many people's faces changed greatly under the Biwu platform.

What a terrible breath of physical strength!

"Boom

Yan weipeng screamed, his arm broke and his body flew upside down.

"You..." Yan weipeng's face was pale, and he felt a kind of numbness coming from all his bones.

"I told you to go down by yourself, and you didn't listen." Xiao Yu is about to step down.

Yan weipeng's face was not reconciled. He gritted his teeth and said, "how can your physical strength be so strong..."

Xiao Yu turned around, glanced at all the people below, and then said to Yan weipeng, "this is not strong. This is just your luck."

This makes Yan weipeng's face extremely red, and he would like to find a crack to drill in.

Those people below were stunned, and their faces were flushed to varying degrees.

Everyone knows that Xiao Yu's words are a kind of reply to their contempt for themselves.

Didn't you say I was lucky? Then I will tell you that I beat a small circle of Qi gathering, and the success also depends on luck.

Wang Bao's face in the crowd was very cold: "the villain is successful, Xiao Yu, I really hope you can survive until the third round, otherwise it will be too boring."

"Ha ha, it's just a clown. No matter how strong he is, he's just at the later stage of gathering Qi. Can he be more powerful than us?" Wei Yi said faintly.

Xiao Yu's combat effectiveness really surprised them a little. They won such an easy cross level battle.

But it is undeniable that the strength gap is there. It is almost impossible to cross two levels.

"Xiao Yu, how did you do it? It's amazing. " Tang ling'er, like a happy bird, was pleasantly surprised.

Xiao Yu chuckled and said, "it's all brute force, which can't be put on the table."

The words fell into the ears of the people nearby, which made them have an impulse to spit blood.

He beat Yan weipeng with one punch, but he couldn't get on the stage? Is this ironic arrogance or satire us?

"Well, I'll meditate. You'll have to refuel later."

Xiao Yu went alone to the back of the crowd and meditated.

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