Chapter 137: Can't Stop!
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Ge rode the first eightfold golden character king tiger, rampage through the mountains and forests, and all kinds of demon beasts jumped in a row along the way with a bloody aura, and fled in embarrassment.
But Ge was in a hurry to return to the sect, so he didn't chase or kill.
Running wild from early morning to noon, by the way, he also slaughtered eight three-colored deer for lunch, and the 160,000 experience points were only obtained by eating lunch.
[Total XP: 5,430,000 points]
At noon, on an open meadow, Ge set up a fire to barbecue eight three-colored deer that had just been captured, decomposed, and deboned.
And release the three Silver Moon Gray Wolves from the beast bag.
Wang Hu rested on the side, after all, although it was acceptable to run non-stop all morning, it was still very physically exhausting, and at this speed, I was afraid that I would have to run until dark before I could return to the sect.
At noon, Ge and the four demon pets shared eight three-color barbecue whole deer with the first and second weights, and after a full meal, Ge put the three silver moon gray wolves into the beast bag.
Turning over the tiger's back, it didn't take much, only lightly clamped the tiger's belly, and Wang Hu continued to run towards the sect.
As the distance from the sect got closer and closer, the flow of people around gradually increased.
Many outer disciples who rode low-realm demon beasts were very envious when they saw the first eightfold golden character Wang Hu under Ge.
Not far behind Ge was a new outer disciple with a pockmarked face, named Zhang Masan, who looked down at the first six-fold blood-toothed wild boar riding under him, this wild boar was hanging his head because of the long journey with people.
Look at the handsome young man in front of him who is riding the first eightfold golden character king tiger, he is really envious of his real name!
I think I, Zhang Masan, am also diligent in cultivation day and night. It took two months and eight years to be promoted from the first three to the first seven, and he became a powerful monk in the successive period.
And took the time to complete countless tasks and obtain a large number of points, in exchange for the coveted beast trick exercises.
Then he went out of the sect to find three, spent several talismans and countless energy, and was injured a little, and it took three more hours to finally wear out the sense of resistance of the wild boar leader and accept it as a mount.
Originally, I thought that I was already the best among the new disciples in this class, but as a result, I met several disciples of the same class who were stronger than me.
Either they are full of strong momentum, unscrupulously unleashing their powerful momentum of the first eightfold, and then ignoring the hateful or envious gaze of others.
Either it is a long sword with a magic weapon on his back, and the sword light lingers, envying others.
Either they have subdued the powerful demon beast as their pet or mount.
Such powerful characters, these Ma San have seen nearly ten of them, and I don't know how many of those hidden and low-key masters there are.
And those who have learned the strength of the yellow-level top-grade or top-grade martial arts will definitely keep it as their hole cards, ready to make a splash in the outer door competition after a few years!
And the person in front of him, with the sword of the magic weapon on his back, and the first eightfold beast pet mount, although the realm seems to be only the first sevenfold, his combat power is definitely not weak!
I think I, Zhang Masan, originally wanted to strive for the top ten in the outer door competition, but now I feel that I can enter the top 50, and even the top 100 have to ask for a lot of blessings!
It's so hard!
As the flow of people increased, Ge asked Wang Hu to slow down and change from running to fast walking. Walk towards the sect's great array a few hundred meters away.
And Zhang Masan was still in a cranky thought, he didn't control the bloodtooth boar under him, and let it run by itself.
As a result, the Bloodtooth Wild Boar didn't notice that the Golden Character King Tiger had slowed down, and still maintained its original speed and rushed forward.
When the bloodtooth boar noticed that he was about to chase the tail tiger, he couldn't react, and there were demon beasts on both sides of his body, so he couldn't do it if he wanted to make a sharp turn.
The four trotters stopped in an instant and plunged deep into the mud, bringing out a long scratch and soot.
Zhang Mazi was almost thrown out by the blood-toothed wild boar that suddenly slowed down, and Zhang Mazi, who had just stabilized his figure, saw that he was getting closer and closer to the handsome guy riding the golden tiger in front of him, and he was about to collide.
Zhang Masan didn't have time to react, so he could only shout at Ge in front of him:
"Senior brother, heart, get out of the way, get out of the way!"
In fact, Ge had already noticed the strangeness behind him before he spoke.
I heard someone shouting behind me, and let my heart go.
He hurriedly clamped the tiger's belly heavily, and deepened his connection with the golden character king tiger through the imperial beast seal.
The golden character Wang Hu immediately listened to the order and jumped high.
And the blood-toothed wild boar carried Zhang Masan and slid through the crotch of the golden character Wang Hu.
The Golden Tooth King Tiger fell in place, and Ge sat on the back of the Golden Character King Tiger, watching the blood-toothed wild boar that couldn't stop crashing all the way forward.
"Boom!"
The Bloodtooth Boar eventually bumped into an outer disciple in front of Ge.
That should be a disciple of the old foreign sect, and the realm should be in the first eightfold.
At this time, he couldn't dodge, and was finally hit by the bloodtooth boar and flew ten meters away.
He flipped 360 degrees in the air, and in order to stabilize himself, he forcibly used the strength of his waist to twist his body and correct his position.
Finally, it lands firmly on the ground, feet still, hands extended, like a gymnast when he lands.
After he landed, he scolded Zhang Masan, who turned over from the blood-toothed boar and fell to the ground in the distance:
"You dog thief, do you have eyes on the dog's buttocks? Don't you see me here? You dare to hit me! Look how I beat you!"
Zhang Mazi, who fell to the ground not far away, heard this scolding and threat, and his face turned pale with fright, and he quickly stood up and bowed to the old foreigner disciple to apologize:
"Senior brother, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to! I apologize, senior brother can compensate whatever he wants, as long as I have it!"
The old foreigner disciple rushed forward violently, and as he walked, he rolled up the long sleeves of his arms, gestured with his fist the size of a casserole, and said viciously:
"As a senior brother, how can I ask for something from my junior brother? just let me beat you up and get angry!"
Zhang Mazi regretted it in his heart, and regretted it very much. If you are really beaten, you may really be beaten and you can't get out of bed, then won't the outer door Dabi be finished?
The more I thought about it, the more scared I became, the more I thought about it, the more sad I became, watching the strong old foreigner disciple who exuded the momentum of the first eight times getting closer and closer to him, he was so frightened that his legs weakened, he collapsed to the ground, raised his hands and kept swaying and begging for mercy.
"Don't, don't, don't...... I really didn't mean to!"
Ge stood in the distance, looking at the outer disciple who was about to be bullied, and after a while, he made the next decision.
Urging the golden character Wang Hu to run towards Zhang Mazi.
At this time, the outer disciple had already rushed in front of Zhang Mazi and threw a heavy punch at Zhang Mazi.
Ge sat on Wang Hu's back, leaned out, stretched out his right hand, and caught the punch steadily.
The iron fist finally stopped one centimeter in front of Zhang Mazi's face, and the fist wind ruffled his hair, and even blew his facial muscles to shake with the wind.