Hiro opened the door of the final hurdle and came to the last place he was going to challenge.

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What Hiro saw was not something that belonged to the whole temple, but a flat and empty space, and the whole space was a white expanse, and there was nothing here except white.

And while Hiro was observing the surroundings, three figures appeared in front of him, not so much that they had only appeared now, but that the three of them had been waiting for Hiro's arrival for a long time.

It's just that I'm only discovering them now.

In terms of skin color, these three people are completely different from the bronze men that Hiro called before, because the skin tones of the previous bronze men were relatively metallic.

And the skin color of these three people is more like the kind of bronze that is unique to humans.

And the three of them are also in different forms.

The one on the left was slender, about fifty years old, wearing a yellow martial arts robe, but he had a lazy expression.

And the aura on his body is very strong.

Its thickness is at the level of Hiro's own.

The one on the right is very burly compared to the one on the left, and it is precisely because of this that he is not wearing a shirt, it is estimated that he originally had, probably because the muscles of his upper body were too full and bulging.

His face was a little younger, but he was almost fifty years old.

And in the middle is an old hater in his sixties, wearing a black hateful robe.

What is different from his surroundings is his calm bearing.

That kind of bearing gave Hiro the feeling that he was looking down on his mountain yesterday, which was the feeling he hated the most.

[I have met several seniors.]

Hiro bowed to the three bronze gods.

[No need, you are our uncle's apprentice, and you are just our junior brother according to your generation.]

So you don't have to bow to us.

The black-clothed priest said to Hiro.

However, he then asked Hiro a question that made Hiro fall down.

[What nationality are you?]

Hiro was thundered by this question, is there a mistake, even asked this question, although Shaolin Temple has accepted some foreign and other disciples in recent years, but no virtuous monk will ask this kind of question.

[France.]

However, Ray Gui Rehiro still revealed his nationality, although Hiro is not really human, but because he lives in the human world, he has to have some things like ordinary people.

By the way, Saflosha is Italian, Zhang Xuan is Chinese, and Rebecca is Australian.

[In France, people here are generally more romantic, sorry, because at first glance you feel more like a German.]

The old monk said with a smile.

[Because I have both bloods.]

Hiro did not refute the old monk's words, because his mother Stella.

De Noah is a German-French half-breed.

His character has a strong Germanic spirit, but it is precisely with this spirit that he can grit his teeth again and again and pass those cruel cultivations.

[I just didn't expect that as a European, you are so fluent in Chinese.]

The old monk in black said again.

Hiro:.

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You're endless, how can this be, I'm here to challenge your test, and you just ask some innocuous questions.

What are you doing, playing with me.

[Hahahahaha, I said the kid over there, don't pay too much attention to this guy's words, this old immortal asks long and short questions to his opponent all day long.

Ask until you are annoyed, so that when his opponent fights him, he is annoyed by him, and when he fights, his strength has long been greatly reduced.

Hahaha.

It was a slender priest who spoke.

Obviously, he couldn't look at his boss's long mouth and tongue comparable to a certain Tang Dynasty monk.

[Hmph, you kid is ruining my business again.]

The old monk in black said dissatisfied.

Now Hiro really has a feeling of despair, what are you doing, the fifteen bronze men in front of him are very serious, I didn't expect the three guys who are known as the strongest to be so virtuous.

There really is everyone in this world.

The burly monk came to Hiro and stretched out his hand to introduce himself to Hiro [Hello, my name is Huifa.

Of course, one of the three is actually normal.

Although only relative to Hiro.

The moment the two shook hands, Hiro felt a huge force clenching his hand, and when Hiroma was about to fight back, he let go of his hand and said with a smile [I really hope that the fight will make me feel excited.

After saying that, he went back to stop the two people who were still fighting.

Hiro somewhat understood that he was giving himself a disadvantage, but who was afraid of whom.

There is no one or thing in this world that makes me feel afraid, and if you want to fight, I will fight for you.

On the other side, there was no more fighting, and the entire white space changed in an instant.

[That is.]

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, that's this guy's technology, I didn't expect his gadgets to be popularized to this point.

Hiro stumbled upon the principle of artifact slayer when he saw the entire spatial transformation scene, because this principle can generate extremely strong terrain space, just like a virtual space created by a computer, but the difference is that the speed of the thing is many times faster than the speed of light that the computer can calculate.

The most important thing is that it can be set at will, even if hundreds of people's minds can be generated in an instant.

It is also because the space and enchantment formed by this technology are extremely strong in protecting it, so the popularity of this technology has been quickly accepted and promoted by the major mythological forces.

After a while, the whole space became a very strange scene, with a seaside scene on the left, a mountain in the middle, and a volcano on the side, and the whole scene was several kilometers in size.

And the three of them flew in mid-air, looking down on Hiro, and a big battle officially began.