There was a dead silence on the martial arts training ground, only the screams were extremely harsh.

Park Zhengming was bleeding from all his knots, lying on the ground wailing, looking very painful, and his junior brother Jiang Zhe was not much better.

"Vulnerable!"

Ying Yue shook his head lightly.

It is indeed vulnerable, he is only in the middle stage of Qi cultivation, compared to Sun Dasheng and Mantian God and Buddha, it is simply 108,000 miles worse than the Nth power!

But Rao is so, and he is not much stronger than these two Korean sticks.

"Awesome!"

"This is the real master!"

Cai Tianbiao, Sheng Qingshan and the others had bright eyes, and their eyes were full of admiration and awe when they looked at Ying Yue.

Strong!

It's too strong!

It's even better than the masters in movies and television!

A lion's roar shocks all directions!

After about a minute or two, Park Zhengming and Jiang Zhe finally relieved themselves, and the two staggered to their feet, looking at Ying Yue in horror: "Your Excellency's might, let me be convinced, but today's defeat will definitely be recovered in the coming day, farewell!" ”

With that, he turned around and left.

"Shall I let you go?" Ying Yue said lightly.

Park Zhengming's face changed, and he said in a deep voice: "What do you want?" ”

"Running here to force life and death, my heart is vicious, and now I can leave if I want, with my consent?"

Ying Yue looked at the two casually.

"What do you want?" Park Zhengming suppressed his anger.

Ying Yue spat out two words: "Kneel!" ”

"What?"

Park Zhengming's face changed, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and he barked loudly: "You dare to make me kneel, do you know who I am?" ”

"I don't know!" Ying Yue shrugged.

"I am the most famous taekwondo master in the Korean Empire, the son of Park Jung-tae, how dare you make me kneel?"

Park Zhengming's face was gloomy, and he could drip water.

"You are the son of the Heavenly King Lao Tzu, you have to kneel down for me today!"

Ying Yue snorted coldly and shouted: "Kneel!" ”

"Boom—"

The two words kneeling seemed to be ringing in his ears, Park Zhengming trembled, and fell to the ground as soon as his knees became weak.

"Bastard!"

Park Zhengming's eyes were about to split, and he was about to stand up, but at this moment, a powerful momentum suddenly descended, pressing on his shoulders, and Park Zhengming was shocked to find that there seemed to be a mountain pressing on his body, and he couldn't stand up at all.

"How is that possible?" Park Jung-myung's eyes were red.

"What about you?" Ying Yue looked at Jiang Zhe again.

Jiang Zhe's face turned pale, and he quickly knelt down.

"The person who knows the times is Junjie, is it from your Korea?"

Ying Yue looked at Jiang Zhe and asked lightly.

"Nope! Yes Hua ...... Huaxia! Jiang Zhe replied in a trembling voice.

"Count you as acquaintances!"

Ying Yue snorted lightly, looked at Park Zhengming again, and said lightly: "Guan Gong played a big knife in front of him, and played the lion's roar in front of me, you are still a little tender!" ”

"Get out!"

Park Jung-myung and Jiang Zheru were pardoned and left the Shengwei Martial Arts Hall as if they had fled.

……

"Little brother, thank you just now!"

The Koreans left, and the owner of the Shengwei Pavilion welcomed Ying Yue to the living room and served tea, and then said gratefully.

If it weren't for Ying Yue's action today, his old life would definitely have to be explained here.

"It's not worth mentioning!"

Ying Yue waved his hand, not wanting to dwell on this issue, and said straight to the point: "Master Shengwei Pavilion, this visit, I have some questions about mutants to ask for, and I hope to give advice!" ”

The master of the Shengwei Pavilion was slightly stunned, please ask?

"The little brother's strength is amazing, what do you want to ask me?"

"Some common sense questions!"

Ying Yue smiled faintly and asked directly, "Pavilion Master, what kind of organization is the Temple of the Gods?" Why do you want to block and block our Huaxia, what is there in it? ”

As soon as these words came out, Cai Tianbiao and Sheng Qingshan, who was accompanying him, suddenly came to their senses, and even looked at the master of the Shengwei Pavilion.

"Temple of the Gods......

The face of the master of the Shengwei Pavilion changed a few times, and his eyes flashed with complex expressions such as humiliation, anger, and helplessness, and finally turned into a sigh: "Alas! That's a long story! ”

The crowd listened quietly.

"It's impossible to know when the Temple of the Gods appeared, but it's certain that it has existed for at least more than a hundred years!"

The owner of the Shengwei Pavilion sighed: "The current temple of the gods, after hundreds of years of operation and development, has intertwined forces and spreads all over the world.

It is no exaggeration to say that except for a few regions such as our Huaxia, the rest of the world is basically the sphere of influence of the Temple of the Gods! ”

"So scary?"

Everyone was taken aback.

Ying Yue also raised his eyebrows.

A huge earth, almost all of which is the territory of the Temple of the Gods?

Really fake???

"It's hard to believe, but it's true!"

The master of the Shengwei Pavilion said in a deep voice: "The Temple of the Gods is not only a gathering place for mutants, but also a gathering place for dignitaries, consortia, big families, and super forces from other countries!" ”

"So, isn't the whole world almost entirely shrouded in the shadow of the Temple of the Gods?"

Cai Tianbiao couldn't believe it.

"Except for a few regions such as China, Soviet Russia, and Africa!"

The owner of the Shengwei Pavilion said slowly: "It is said that when the country was established 70 years ago, the Temple of the Gods also sent an invitation to invite us to join the Temple of the Gods, but we were categorically refused, so the Temple of the Gods has a grudge, and for 70 years, it has been blocking and killing the people!"

No matter who you are, no matter how rich you are, no matter how status, but as long as you are Chinese, you will be banned, and the direct consequence of this is that many local tyrants, families, and chaebols have left China and invested in other countries! ”

"Hateful!"

Sheng Qingshan and Cai Tianbiao both showed anger on their faces.

Ying Yue tapped lightly on the table, and suddenly laughed: "It's really getting more and more interesting, a temple of gods dominates the world and presses on everyone's heads, what if you stab this organization with a stick?" ”

"Little brother, don't come nonsense!"

The face of the master of the Shengwei Pavilion changed, he even looked around, and said in a low voice: "The masters of the Temple of the Gods are like clouds, and their strength is unfathomable, not that you and I can compete with them, don't say this kind of thing!" ”

Destroy the Temple of the Gods?

The owner of the Shengwei Pavilion can't even think of it!

"Huh!"

Ying Yue smiled indifferently and asked the second question, which was also the one he was most concerned about: "Shengwei Pavilion Master, how is the strength of mutants divided?" ”

"The appearance of mutants has a long history, and there were few historical records before, until World War II, when the figure of mutants appeared on the battlefield, it attracted people's attention!"

Sheng Wei sighed: "So, countries studied mutants like crazy, and this opened the prosperous era of mutants, you know, mutants were originally very few!" ”

Everyone nodded slightly.

"Technology has opened the prosperous era of mutants, resulting in the emergence of a large number of mutants, and in order to make it easier to distinguish, the Temple of the Gods has set a strict level of strength for mutants: first-level mutants, second-level mutants, and third-level mutants!"

Sheng Wei said slowly.

"First, second, third level mutants?"

Ying Yue was slightly stunned: "It's so divided?" Can you tell us more about how strong the strongest Level 3 mutant really is? ”

"Level 1 mutants, with the ability to kill ordinary people, eighty percent of the world's mutants are level 1 mutants.

Just like Jiang Zhe, me, and Jin Ruixian just now, they belong to this level.

Second-level mutants are stronger, with the ability to kill a moderate number of ordinary people, which is relatively rare, Park Zhengming should be a second-level mutant, and as for the third-level mutant, it is even rarer! ”

Sheng Wei looked at Ying Yue, and a flash of brilliance flashed in his eyes: "The third-level mutant is very strong, has no flaws, has the ability to kill a large number of humans, and needs to dispatch a military force to fight against it, it has ...... Not afraid of bullets. ”

"Not afraid of bullets?"

"Can you stand up to an armed force?"

"Is this still human? It's a monster! ”

Sheng Qingshan and Cai Tianbiao couldn't help but gasp, then looked at Ying Yue in unison, and asked tentatively, "Pavilion Master, Mr. Ying is a third-level mutant?" ”

"I don't know!"

The master of the Shengwei Pavilion shook his head slightly: "Looking at the entire mutant world, I am just an insignificant little person, and I am not qualified to see the true face of a third-level mutant at all, so I don't know if the little brother is a third-level mutant." ”

"But Mr. Win Yue defeated Park Jung-myung casually!"

Sheng Qingshan wondered: "With such strength, isn't it a third-level mutant?" ”

"Level 3 mutants are too rare, it's hard to say!"

The owner of the Shengwei Pavilion continued to shake his head, third-level mutants are extremely rare in the world, although Ying Yue is strong, I am afraid that he is still not a third-level mutant.

Cai Tianbiao and Sheng Qingshan didn't dwell on this issue either, and Ying Yue continued to ask, "Master Shengwei, what is your ability?" ”

Tomding, able to control metal.

This shows that mutants should have all kinds of bizarre abilities.

Even so, the owner of the Shengwei Pavilion should also have the ability, right?

"That's right, ability!"

Cai Tianbiao and Sheng Qingshan were stunned at first, and then immediately looked at the owner of the Shengwei Pavilion with a hint of eagerness in their eyes.

Ability?

Mutant abilities?

"I don't have the ability!"

Who would have thought, the master of the Shengwei Pavilion shook his head slightly: "Or, my ability is the physical body, and the physical body is stronger than ordinary people!" ”

"What about the other mutants, they should be capable, right?"

Ying Yue asked with a frown.

"That's for sure!"

The master of the Shengwei Pavilion nodded affirmatively: "Mutants are mutant humans, and they are also a group of supernatural humans, of course, they have strange abilities, and these abilities can be roughly divided into five types!" ”

"Which five?"

Cai Tianbiao asked.

"Physical, natural, spiritual, healing, and special!"

The owner of the Shengwei Pavilion said slowly: "Flesh, as the name suggests, is a mutant whose flesh is strong or mutated......

Next, the master of the Shengwei Pavilion explained one by one, and Ying Yue also understood the specific classification of mutants.

PS: Today's college entrance examination, I wish the friends who participated in the college entrance examination to perform exceptionally and achieve ideal results.

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