Standing at the gate of the cultivation hall and glancing around, he said lightly: "There is nothing to see." ”

As soon as the words fell, a fierce aura emanated from his body, which did not look like a burly, which was very different from the previous Shenwei Cun, but this fierce momentum could play a role in confusing the public.

Kamui was presented in such a short period of time that no one would remember that feeling in detail.

At this time, he was swept away by the momentum emitted by Wang Ming, and the impression of the previous feeling was even thinner, and he would be completely forgotten by them as soon as he turned his head.

didn't stay to continue to shake the tiger's body, and after dropping a sentence lightly, Wang Ming directly raised his legs and crossed the street and entered the side of the administrative building located diagonally opposite the cultivation club.

And those people gathered outside were also frightened by Wang Ming's deliberately fierce aura, where did they dare to stay and continue to watch?

So a crisis that might reveal Wang Ming's true identity was fooled through.

"You have to be cautious in the future, and don't do this kind of rudimentary mistake again. "Enter the administrative building of City Three, and under the guidance of the mastermind Alya, enter the elevator and go to the office of the Mercenary Association.

Standing on the side of the elevator, Wang Ming shrugged his shoulders a little speechlessly, and secretly warned himself in his heart, he was not an indigenous human in the Subgod Continent, in case his identity was revealed, it would be a really fatal thing!

How did the alien beasts in the Sub-God Continent come about? They were imprisoned by the gods!

If Wang Ming's identity is exposed, then the result can be imagined.

The Garon Kingdom is only a remote country outside the four regions of the Subgod Continent and downstream, and the Kaka Political District is the lowest ranked political district in the Garon Kingdom, plus there is only a second-level beast forest near the third city, and even ordinary people dare to enter it with weapons to cut down trees, so you can know what a remote city the third city is in the entire Kaka political district and even the entire Garon Kingdom.

On the edge of the city. The population of permanent residence is less than three million, and the number of human warriors is even smaller, there are only more than forty human warriors in the entire No. 3 city, and more than thirty of them are the most junior first-level martial artists.

Therefore, when Wang Ming stepped out of the elevator and entered the office of the No. 3 City Mercenary Association, he was confused by the scene in front of him......

"What about people?" his eyes glanced back and forth in the office hall three times, and the entire hall was as quiet as the cultivation room of the cultivation club, not to mention any sound, even people couldn't see even one!

Wang Ming withdrew his gaze in some shock, and then cleared his throat. Loud voice: "Is there anyone?!" The voice was so loud that it almost shook the entire arrangement in the hall, and the result was naturally that before Wang Ming's words fell, a man in his forties stood up from the counter, and shouted with sleepy eyes: "What is the noise? Do you know what kind of place this is?!"

"Oh, isn't this the office of the Mercenary Guild? Am I in the wrong place?"

Wang Ming smiled and said, "Still sleepy?" "Knowing that this is the office of the Mercenary Association, do you dare to make trouble?" The middle-aged man at the counter reached out and grabbed his glasses, looked up at Wang Ming while muttering, and said, "Believe it or not, grandpa, I'll let the guards take care of it as soon as I say hello...... Uh......"

I put on my glasses and my eyes were bright. The shadows that had been just vague became clear...... The first thing that came into his eyes was naturally the golden combat uniform that Wang Ming was wearing.

This is not a big problem, after all, City No. 3 is too remote, so remote that except for a few mercenary students who occasionally come and go, it is impossible to present the level of even a full-fledged mercenary.

So this middle-aged man didn't take Wang Ming to heart at all. He only thought that it was another mercenary student who came over and had nothing to do, so naturally he wouldn't give Wang Ming any good looks.

However, when his gaze went down from top to bottom, it finally fixed on Wang Ming's left chest. He was a little stunned, and subconsciously raised his hand to take off his glasses, then rubbed his eyelids, and then put on his glasses to take a closer look......

"Color............ Color!" The middle-aged man trembled. His face instantly turned extremely pale, he didn't kowtow to Wang Ming to admit his mistake, nor did he have the slightest intention of defending himself, but directly collapsed on the ground with his legs, as if he had lost his soul, and became dazed.

Yelling at a Caizhang mercenary is enough to sentence him to death, and if he calls himself a grandfather to a Caizhang mercenary and a god king, this is no longer something that ordinary people can do, at least there has been no such case in the history of the Subgod Continent.

"I ...... I ......" The middle-aged man was paralyzed on the ground, no longer had the arrogance he had before, and the endless fear had swallowed his consciousness, he felt that his eyes were dark and then thought in horror: "How will His Majesty the God King reward and punish me?"

So, Wang Ming smiled dumbly, walked to the counter and gently knocked on the table, and said, "If you don't mind, can you get up?"

"I ......" Wang Ming's voice was very soft, with a sense of intimacy that could make people feel like a spring breeze, and the middle-aged man who was terrified subconsciously raised his head and collided with Wang Ming's gaze.

The slightly playful and smiling eyes are very soothing, but it is also this kind of kindness that exceeds common sense that makes the middle-aged man even more frightened, he shrunk his neck and said in a trembling voice: "Honorable............ Your Majesty, if you want to put me to death, please ...... Please let me call my family first, please......"

"Execution?" Wang Ming was stunned when he heard this, and then laughed dumbly: "Who is going to be executed?" Hurry up, I don't have so much time to spend here. ”

"Start...... Get up?" the middle-aged man was a little dazed, looking at Wang Ming's expression but it didn't seem like he was joking, so he trembled and held on to the cabinet on the side, and his legs couldn't help but tremble and got up from the ground, not daring to look at Wang Ming even a single more, standing there with his head down and trembling.

Wang Ming didn't have a bad taste for joking with him, and after directly reaching out and tapping twice on the counter, he said, "I need to test the energy intensity, is there a problem?" "Test the energy strength?" When the middle-aged man heard this, the fear in his heart dissipated slightly. He shook his head busily and said, "No, no problem, I'll open the test platform for you." Wang Ming hummed noncommittally, turned around to look at the platform in the corner diagonally opposite the counter, and walked over directly.

And the middle-aged man who was opening the test platform at the counter didn't put his mind at ease until this moment, because Wang Ming didn't seem to want to reward and punish him? This is really a kind god king!

The middle-aged man couldn't stop praising in his heart, on the one hand, he was feeling that his luck was good, and on the other hand, he was comforting himself. Wang Ming is really a kind god king, and he won't play that kind of settling accounts after the autumn......

"Drop!" A crisp sound suddenly sounded on the side of the silent office hall, and the test platform that had been sealed for I don't know how many years was opened by the middle-aged man.

He shouted respectfully to Wang Ming, who had already walked to the edge of the platform: "Your Majesty the Divine King, please stand in the center of the platform, and I will start testing it for you." ”

Wang Ming replied, waved his hand and brought a whirlwind, and after rolling the thick dust on the platform aside, he raised his legs and stepped onto the platform.

Just like the last test, this time there were still a few probes around Wang Ming's side. A red light lit up and scanned back and forth on Wang Ming's body.

Soon, Wang Ming's test results appeared in the sight of the middle-aged man.

"Tester Wang Ming's energy status: unknown energy attributes, energy greater than 12,000 epochs, has exceeded the maximum test energy limit of the test platform......"

Such a line of words is displayed on the screen. The middle-aged man was completely dumbfounded.

"Big, more than 12,000 epochs, beyond the limit of the test platform, oh my God!" he looked up at Wang Ming, who was still standing in the middle of the test platform. The middle-aged man had no fear, no shock, and all that remained in his heart was awe.

The energy intensity spans the 12,000 epoch. It proves that this human martial artist has stepped on the pinnacle that a human martial artist can achieve, that is, the twelfth-level God Emperor!

Although the God Emperor also has a difference between strength and weakness, but for a character like him, it is not a strong God Emperor, even if it is a tenth-level martial artist, it is a big man who can't leave!

"I ...... I tested a God Emperor...... "My brain was blank, and all I had left in my head was this thought, and the middle-aged man became a little stupid and stupid."

Until Wang Ming left the test platform and appeared in front of him, he was still the same look of awe mixed with the side, like a sculpture.

"How is the test result?" Wang Ming said with a smile.

"It's out, it's out. Only then did the middle-aged man come back to his senses, bowed his head in awe, bent down, and paid the highest respect to Wang Ming: "Respected Wang Ming Divine Emperor Xià, after the accurate test of the test platform, your energy intensity has exceeded 12,000 eras, and you have officially become a god emperor of the Sub-God Continent, I, Abili Saru salute you." ”

Only then did Wang Ming know the name of this middle-aged man, but it didn't mean anything to him.

"The test results have been sent back to the headquarters?" Hearing the expected answer, Wang Ming looked very calm, with a faint smile on his face, and asked Abili Saru.

"Yes, Honorable Emperor Wang Ming, your test results have been transmitted back to the Mercenary Association Headquarters, and your results will be recorded on the giant monument in the history of the Sub-God Continent. Abilisaru said respectfully, "It is the greatest honor of my life to serve you. ”

Wang Ming chuckled and shook his head, not talking to him any more.

After leaving only this puzzling laugh, he left the hall of the office directly.

And not long after Wang Ming left the office, an incomparably dazzling golden light suddenly erupted from the administrative building of the third city in the Kaka Political District of the Garon Kingdom.

Immediately afterwards, the mayor of City No. 3 and the supreme leader of the army, Mosawaak, gave an emotional speech: "Lucky Garon Kingdom, Lucky Kaka District, Lucky City No. 3, the luckiest residents of City No. 3, I am Mayor Mosawaq." ”

"Now, I am going to announce an extremely exciting news that will be recorded in the history of City Three, forever and forever, and it is our honor!"

"His Majesty the incomparably noble Wang Mingshen completed a breakthrough in the cultivation room on the second basement floor of my No. 3 City Cultivation Club seven minutes ago. ”

"Yes, His Majesty the Venerable Wang Ming God King has broken through the boundary of the eleventh-level god king, and has become a god-emperor who is admired by all the humans of the sub-god continent in the cultivation hall of my third city, a twelfth-level god-emperor!"

"Residents. Rejoice, let us celebrate with the warmest cheers the birth of the one hundred and seventh God-Emperor in the history of mankind, born in our third city!!!"

Cherokee Sang has been working very hard lately, and since leaving the central building of the Mercenary Guild headquarters that day, he has gone straight back to his home and locked himself in a secret room for five days.

The time of the duel with Wang Ming was agreed to be five days later, but there was no detailed agreement on the specific time, so as long as he appeared on the high platform outside the central building of the Mercenary Association headquarters within two hundred and ninety-nine hours, it was not considered that he had any breach of contract.

"Click............" The heavy stone door was slowly pushed open. Cherokie-san, who hadn't even seen a drop of light for five days in a row, narrowed his eyes and looked happy.

"Wuji! I actually improved the energy of Wuji in five days!" Zenokisan was very excited, he looked at the light coming from outside the secret room, and his heart felt a little more confident.

When the stone door was fully opened, the Cherokee Sang shouted outside, "Prepare the aircraft, immediately, immediately!"

After more than a minute, the Cherokie San sorted out his dress and even his style, and walked out of the slightly narrow passage in high spirits. As a result, I saw a pale old man at the door.

"What are you doing here?" Cherokie Tsang frowned as if he was a little dissatisfied, and asked the old man in a tone that was not very friendly, "Who asked you to come here?"

"Grandpa, I'm ...... I'll come over ......" The old man was very excited when he saw Cherokie San, and opened his mouth to shout grandpa. He wanted to continue to say something, with a faint look of concern, but the Cherokee did not give him a chance to continue talking.

"Where's the flying machine?" he asked the old man.

"Huh?" The old man didn't expect that Cherokie San didn't even give him a chance to speak, and after being stunned for a moment, he said nervously: "Grandpa." I just heard about ......"

"I ask you, what about the flying machine?!" Cherokee Sang scolded, "Shut up!"

"I'm ......," the old man opened his mouth. But he didn't know what he could say, looking at Cherokie San, who was already showing some signs of anger, the old man's heart burst into a wry smile, but he didn't dare to disobey Cherokie Sang's words anymore, so he could only say in a low voice: "The aircraft has arrived, just ...... down the mountain."

"I hope you don't let me see you again next time, my dear fourteenth great-grandson!" Cherokie-san said coldly, and his figure disappeared without a trace.

And it wasn't until after Cherokie Sang left that the old man shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Grandpa, I want to sue you, Wang Mingshen...... No, it's Wang Ming, the Divine Emperor, he has already broken through!"

Cherokee Sang didn't hear it, at this time he had already boarded the flying machine, and was rushing to the headquarters of the Mercenary Association in high spirits, the harvest of these five days made his confidence skyrocket, he thought that Wang Ming was no longer his opponent at all, as long as he knocked down Wang Ming, he would not only be able to regain his free body, but also be ashamed!

This was an irresistible temptation for Cherokeesan, who cut off all contact with the outside world in order to adjust to his pre-war state, and sat alone in the cabin of the aircraft, trying to adjust and keep himself at the top of his game.

At the same time, on the top floor of the central building of the Mercenary Association's headquarters, Torivaev was eagerly dialing Cherokie-san's communicator, trying to contact Cherokie-san as much as possible to convey to him the shocking news that had just spread throughout the Sub-God Continent.

It's a pity that Cherokie-san took the initiative to cut off all contact with the outside world, and Torivaev had already informed his family, but just received the news that after leaving the secret room, Cherokie-san took a flying machine and went straight to the headquarters of the Mercenary Association, and did not give his great-grandson a chance to speak at all.

Thinking of the news he had just received, Torivaev could only shake his head with a wry smile and mutter: "Poor Cherokie-san, I have already done everything I can, good luck." ”

Will the Cherokee have good luck? This is said to be there, but there is none.

When Cheroki Sang arrived at the door of the Central Building of the Mercenary Association's headquarters in a flying machine, he directly left the aircraft and climbed onto a high platform about 400 meters to the left of the Central Building.

But just when he was ambitious and wanted to take this opportunity to defeat Wang Ming, several god kings who had been guarding this neighborhood jumped on the high platform, and one of the god kings said to him with a wry smile: "Oh, Cherokie Sang, you're finally here!" "Mitchell God King, do you have something to do with me?" Cherokee Sang saw these god kings who jumped on the high platform. To be precise, it was the veteran Wanji God King, who usually had a good relationship with him, and his face showed a sudden look: "Are you worried about my duel today?" King Mitchell and the other two god kings glanced at each other, and were about to say something, but they heard Cherokie Sang say confidently: "Don't worry, I haven't been lazy in the past five days, do you know? I have improved the energy of the five periods in five days! Damn Wang Ming, today I am going to be ashamed, you should be happy for me." ”

"Cherokeesan, we really want to be happy for you. But sadly, we have a piece of news that is not so pleasant, and I think you should listen to it. God-King Mitchell smiled bitterly.

"Oh?" Cherokee Sang was slightly stunned, and then smiled indifferently: "Say, it shouldn't be Wang Ming who broke through to the God Emperor in five days, right? ”

"Seventeen hours ago, King Wang Ming God completed the test in the third city of Kaka Political District of the Garon Kingdom in the fourth district, and the test result was. His energy strength had already exceeded 12,000 eras, and he had been successfully promoted to the Divine Emperor powerhouse. Mitchell looked at Cherokie Sang sympathetically and said, "He has become the one hundred and seventh God Emperor powerhouse in the history of the Sub-God Continent, and this news has been announced to the whole world eight hours ago. ”

"............" The confident smile on Cherokeesan's face froze there instantly. As if he had heard the funniest joke ever, he asked the Mitchell God King with a look of disbelief, "Oh my God, Mitchell God King, please sue me." Am I having auditory hallucinations?"

"A new Wanji God King, yes, a rookie!"

"A few days ago, I was a rookie with only 1oo81 energy. All of a sudden, a new God Emperor?"

"No kidding, it's impossible!"

"Mitchell, you look me in the eye and answer me, you lied to me, right?"

Cherokie's frozen smile gradually relaxed, and he looked at Mitchell with a smile.

Time passed second by second, until more than a minute later, the Mitchell God King still did not nod or shake his head, he just looked at Cherokee Sang with sympathy, including the other two God Kings, and also looked at him with this kind of eyes that made Cherokee Sang very uneasy!

Finally, the smile that Cherokie Sang pretended to put on instantly collapsed, and he lowered his head slightly and was silent for a moment before he asked hoarsely, "What you said is true?"

"I guess it's true. Mitchell nodded earnestly, then reached out and patted Cherokisan on the shoulder, and then left the platform directly with the other two god kings.

The news has arrived, and it is not up to them to decide how to decide.

To be honest, when the news of Wang Ming suddenly becoming a god emperor first spread, there were not many god kings who would believe this ridiculous news, and it was not until the news was confirmed by several god emperors that all kinds of doubts gradually disappeared.

Everyone knew that Wang Ming, the god king who had come out of the God King Book to fight Cherokie Sang and kill the first twelfth-level beast emperor in the history of the Sub-God Continent, suddenly completed a breakthrough energy intensity across the minimum two thousand eras, becoming the one hundred and seventh God Emperor powerhouse in the history of the Sub-God Continent!

You must know that when Wang Ming came out of the God King Book to fight Cherokie Sang and defeated him, the energy intensity had just exceeded 10,000, and Wang Ming at that time already had the strength to defeat Cherokee Son.

Now that Wang Ming has become a god emperor with a rocket-like degree, the energy intensity is even more far behind Cherokeesan...... In this way, the only reliance on Cherokee Sang has become a ridiculous joke, both the energy intensity and combat skills are far inferior to Wang Ming, does this battle still need to be fought?

The energy test platform of the Sub-God Continent can only measure the energy intensity of 12,000 epochs at most, so the theoretical energy intensity of each god emperor is more than 12,000 epochs. (To be continued......)