Chapter 878： Wall of Power (2/2)

After Qi Yuan repeatedly confirmed that Zhou Heng had no interest in Tai Nianning, he did not leave with confidence.

Zhou Heng shook his head. This guy is not very smart. Why is it like he is mentally retarded now!

Love is really blinding!

Zhou Heng returned to his residence and immediately threw out the Vulcan Furnace and began to practice alchemy.

This Danfang was also told to him by the Vulcan furnace. The refined elixir was called "Ming Wang Dan", which can directly form a **** image, which is the same as Qixing Dan. However, there are only twelve pills in a furnace, which is a pitiful amount!

Zhou Heng immediately closed the retreat to refine these Ming Wang Dan, and the black donkey and Xiaohuo didn't know what they had stolen. The two guys started the retreat long ago, so the cheap donkey did not come to fight with him.

He tried his best to procure spiritual power to refine the medicine, but it took him a full seven days to fully refine these medicines.

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, it seemed to be a distance of ten thousand miles.

It is also because he has now reached the Ming Realm, otherwise if he is still in the Immortal Realm, how many thousands of years will he need to find in order to find enough medicine to send him to the realm of stars?

However, now that the contribution value has been used up, we must find a way to earn it.

He first went to the Sand Fury Field. This is actually the trial field and the martial arts field, which are used by the disciples of the academy to study here. There are also some special props that can exercise the physical body of the warriors.

Come here, of course, for the contribution value!

In addition to the mission's contribution, there is also a record breaking. Such as extreme power, speed, reaction speed and so on. Mingxian level has a record of Mingxian level, and the King of Stars has the level of Star King. Not to be confused.

Zhou Heng wanted to try.

After asking a message, he came to the northwest corner. There is a stone wall here that looks very ordinary, but it is called "the wall of power", which is used to record the strongest.

There are four columns of names on the wall. Each column is ten people. In addition to the names, there are numbers on the side, such as "three thousand yuan" and "nine thousand six hundred and forty-four stars". The numbers are quite different. But the gap between the two columns above and below each column is small.

You don't need to think much to know that these four columns represent the recorders from Mingxian to Star King, Star King to Star King. Ten people from each level can be selected.

What "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."

In other words, Zhou Heng must at least play a force higher than this value to be on the list. Although there is no record breaking, as long as he is on the list, he can get contribution value. The difference is more and less.

Seeing Zhou Heng stopping in front of this wall of power, some people around could not help talking about it.

"At first glance, this looks like a freshman!"

"Haha, every year, several freshmen think they are the best in the world, and they can break records with one punch!"

"Come or not. How much money can this guy make?"

"This guy has a maximum of forty phases, I guess it won't exceed six hundred yuan!"

"You look down on him so much, I guess up to four hundred. No more!"

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

Six hundred?

Zhou Heng doesn't know how much a single force is. Because of the leap into the Mingxian level, the power of one punch will be calculated in the trillions. It is too much trouble to use cats as a unit, and new units will definitely be produced.

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

Why didn't he pick a speed record or a record of agility to break it?

Because he is really just the twenty-nine phase of Mingxian. Speed ​​and reaction speed are all there, but with different strengths, one punch can be supplemented by the improvement of the exercises. Then it is easy to handle. He has five runes The combat strength is enough to dominate Mingxian, isn't it easy to break the record?

This is his most certain and the only record that can be broken.

Laugh at him?

"Uncle! Uncle!" The puffy voice sounded, and saw Jiang Zishuang leaping from a distance, a white skirt, black hair, and exquisitely small faces, who would have compassion at any glance.

Why is this little girl here?

Zhou Heng frowned, but she was a little devil in a cute coat!

"Oh, uncle, what kind of expression do you want, don't you want to see the lovely sweet?" The little girl said with a small mouth. "Uncle, you are not keeping your promise, and you obviously want to see sweet and mother-in-law, but left I wo n’t see you until you wait, you negative, heart, human! "

It's a big kid!

"Well, isn't this the only disciple recruited by Tianjinyuan this year?"

"She is not simple. Her mother, Yang Yuhua, is the teacher of Tianzhenyuan. Grandfather Yang Yong is the president of Tianzhenyuan and the vice president of the academy. His status is even higher than that of the general dean of academy!"

"How did this freshman know her?"

Someone recognized Jiang Zishuang and immediately attracted everyone's attention. Tianzhenyuan and Tianyaoyuan, the people from these two branches are not ordinary martial arts. Not only are they like gems in the academies, they must also be guests of various powerful forces even after leaving!

"Yang Yuhua is a big beauty, with Tai Nianning of Tianyaoyuan, and Geng Xinnuo of our Tianwuyuan, and is called the three major beauties of the university!"

"Hey, not only beautiful, but also a widow!"

"Shh, keep quiet, if you say this, you may lose your life! Do you know how many people are pursuing Hua Yuhua? Which one is not so good, any one can kill you hundreds of times. return!"

Zhou Heng glanced over. If these people said something nasty and disgusting, he would find them in the future!

"Uncle, what about puppies?" The girl looked around, apparently already "empathizing," and her interest in Xiaohuo was far above Zhou Heng.

"Lying at home!" Zhou Heng stared at the stone wall, his spiritual power boiled, and the thirty-nine gods flowed together in horror to smash the punch.

Huh!

A brilliance flashed on the stone wall, but it was motionless! This is nature. Even the power of the Star Emperor can bear it. How can Zhou Heng's power of the thirty-nine gods be destroyed?

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

Is it so small?

Zhou Heng frowned first, but immediately stretched out.

What can leave a record on this stone wall, but after many years of elimination on the part of the university, everyone on the list must have at least 80 gods, and then use power to increase the strength to play these Numbers come.

He only has thirty-nine gods, and does not operate any exercises. Even if the gods are more condensed than others, it will not be much stronger than the normal twenty-nine gods.

One hundred and seventy-nine yuan of force is a relatively real number, but it is not reasonable anymore.

"Ha ha ha ha, it really is a guy who doesn't know the heights and heights of the earth. He didn't even reach two hundred yuan, and really overestimated him!"

"Huh, it's a shame for this strength!"

"Yes, I know this guy, it seems to be the second place in the freshman assessment! Yes, it is him. I have seen his portrait called Zhou Heng!"

"What, the newcomer is at this level?"

"What's going on? Is the quality of the newcomer so poor this time, that they can win second place at this level?"

"Isn't I born in a bad time, or else I will be in the university a few years later, or will I get the second or even the first?"

With the spread of Zhou Heng's identity, everyone can't help but be upset, and this strength can also be second? Yes, there must be a good dad, and this method was used as a disadvantage to get this second place!

What a shame!

Warriors adore strength, the most shameless is this kind of deception, when everyone looked at Zhou Heng again, not only with ridicule, but also full of contempt and disdain.

"Boy, look at it, and let your brother teach you how to play!" A strong man came over, looking like he was in his thirties, his muscles were knotted, he walked to the wall of strength, and there was a flash of light on his body Wu Guang, a right fist suddenly became bigger than a human head. Alas, he punched on the wall with a punch.

When Guanghua surging, a number also jumped out: 688!

He had sixty-seven gods, but he also reached the limit, either breaking through or getting stuck there.

"Oh!" He pointed to the numbers on the wall, and then spit into the ground fiercely, his face full of scorn.

"Uncle, he despises you!" Jiang Zishuang was a strange ghost, and immediately jumped up. "Uncle, you can bear it? I must not bear it!"

"You add less trouble!" Zhou Heng poked the little girl aside, then looked at the stone wall, and her right fist coagulated again.

"Not convinced yet?" Said the sturdy man, "Even if you hit another hundred punches, nothing will change!"

Zhou Hengning didn't make a fist, turned his head to the other side, and smiled: "What if my score exceeds you?"

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

As a matter of fact, he is a 57-year-old Mingxian. The punch that he did not only did his best, but also operated the Samsung technique, which is also the highest level of practice that disciples of Mingxian Academy can exchange.

How could Zhou Heng surpass himself?

"Don't say too much!" Zhou Heng said faintly ~ www.novelhall.com ~ A sharp punch was blown out, and Guanghua was shaking, a new number jumped out: two hundred and fifty-four.

Huh!

Without waiting for anyone to speak, he was punched again, and the new number jumped: 327.

Huh! Huh! Huh!

Four hundred and twenty-three! 509! Six hundred sixty-six!

When he hit the sixth punch, this number was very close to Lei Jingtian's score of 688.

At this time, everyone believes that Zhou Heng will definitely break the number of seven hundred when he makes another seventh punch. After all, he punched with a punch too easily!

But isn't this guy not even the fifty gods, how could such a powerful force erupt?

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