Yes, there is no need to do this, everyone has recognized the name of your Central Plains Imperial School! Yuan Peijun dissuaded.

Fenghou said calmly: "You don't need to shoot with baby eggs, I don't need to burn your life if I kill you!" ”

Cheng Chuan's old face was ugly, Tie Qing was silent, he was abused in the previous battle, but it was the pain of his life.

Old man Zhang said softly: "Although the means of baby eggs can't be used more, it shouldn't be difficult to kill three or five more kings, a few don't believe it, you can go to the stage and give it a try!" ”

Yuan Peijun and the others who said this were all shaking, and they were constantly suspicious in their hearts.

Su Luo is indeed a little evil, but what Old Man Zhang said is true?

In this case, it is even more terrifying than their old things!

If you can't kill the three-stage king with a sword or a sword, even if you pay the price for the attack, there are only a handful of people like them who can kill the third-stage king.

But Su Luo himself knew that as long as the number of elixirs was enough, he could kill all the kings here!

It is estimated that the physical body will also collapse at that time, and the five internal organs that have been eaten back will be turned into meat puree.

On the other hand, on the stage, the battle continued, and after Guo Mu fought and fought one person again, he stepped down with injuries.

He single-handedly spelled out three people.

Ding Lei took the initiative to ask for battle: "I'll go on!" ”

"Go up and fight quickly!"

Su Luo didn't let Ding Lei and them go up, the other party was a ninth-level general, and Ding Lei was only a fourth-level general.

Ming Yan and Mo Rulong glanced at each other, the purpose was very clear, the opponent was not a problem, the key was that this ring was not covered with a layer of alloy before.

But it's all made of A-grade alloy, weighing 50 tons or 100 tons?

Maybe there's more!

This is a huge amount of money, knock out some of it, let Su Luo take the big head, and they can also drink the soup.

Ming Yan carried a black gold knife, this is an indigenous weapon, a high-grade divine weapon, and it is easy to destroy A-grade alloys.

The white-clothed king stopped him, focused on the long knife in Ming Yan's hand, and said, "In the competition, it is not allowed to use weapons that exceed the A level or above!" ”

"Why, this weapon has been with me for more than fifty years, it fits me very well, I can't play my strength and am defeated, you are responsible?"

Ming Yan opened his mouth to come, this kid is at most twenty years old, but he opened his mouth and said that the weapon has followed him for more than fifty years, when everyone is stupid!

The key is that Ming Yan felt that he was still boasting very real, resting on Su Luo, opening and closing his mouth eight hundred years ago, one or two thousand years ago, that is called pulling calves!

At least he was more like that than Su Luo bragged.

The king in white said helplessly: "It's okay to use a black gold knife, but it's not allowed to destroy the ring, let alone take anything away!" ”

"Headmaster, the king in white suppressed me and said that he wouldn't let me use all my strength, this is a blatant provocation of our Central Plains Imperial School, and it is too much of a deception!"

Ming Yan raised his head and pulled his dumb voice, the audience was silent, they didn't know what was going on on the high platform, but they did see Ming Yan being stopped by the king in white.

That's not right in itself!

Fenghou thinks that the king in white is not stupid enough to provoke them at this time, right?

Kong Song seemed to guess something, and seeing that the king in white kept wanting Ming Yan to leave his weapons and was not allowed to bring them on stage, he couldn't help but think of the last time.

This time the ring is made of A-grade alloy, can these little guys not be tempted?

Kong Song didn't believe it!

Fenghou said indifferently: "King in white, what do you mean by this?" ”

"Principal Feng, in view of the fact that these students in your school have a bad criminal record, so in this competition, students are not allowed to use weapons that exceed the A-level level, please understand, our Kyoto Imperial School A-level materials are also scarce!"

The king in white simply picked it away and said, anyway, their Kyoto Imperial School is not ashamed.

Fenghou frowned slightly, and he didn't understand what it meant.

Kong Song said in a low voice: "The last time I competed, these little guys destroyed the ring first when they came to the stage, and ran away a ton of alloy. ”

The corners of Fenghou's mouth twitched slightly, and he caught a glimpse of Ming Yan with a slap in his mouth, his eyes looking at the A-grade alloy in the ring, and he couldn't take his eyes off it at all, and Mo Rulong and Wang Fenglin looked like they were about to move.

He said with a black face: "Ming Yan, leave the knife!" ”

"I won't!"

Ming Yan's neck was stiff, and he didn't even listen to the principal's words.

Wang Fenglin shouted: "Headmaster, you won't be the school traitor who was installed by the Kyoto Imperial School!" ”

"Get out!"

Fenghou had a dark face, if he wasn't worried about the bad impact, he would have taught Wang Fenglin a lesson in public.

Recently, these little guys don't seem to take him as the principal in their eyes, and Su Luo's words are more effective than him.

Old man Zhang smiled and said, "Okay, it's all a trivial matter, don't waste time, Ming, go up to fight!" ”

"Great!"

Ming Yan went up with his knife, glanced at his opponent, and didn't care at all.

He said lazily: "The second-year ghost talent of the Central Plains Imperial School, the first-class martial arts commander, Ming Xuan!" ”

Wow!

There was an uproar in the audience, and the Central Plains Imperial School had another ghost?

This is funny!

The young people on the stage were also shocked, really fake?

The corners of Su Luo's mouth twitched slightly, it was difficult to evaluate Ming Yan as a genius, but as a result, this guy was a self-proclaimed ghost talent, and there was no one left!

Fenghou had a dark face, Kong Song's old face was expressionless, and he was probably praising Ming Yan in his heart, he was really cheeky.

Ming Yan didn't give the opponent a chance to sign up, carried the black gold knife, and suddenly shot with all his strength, and slashed directly with a knife, and the young man turned around in fright to dodge.

As a result, the long knife slashed into the ring, and a big crack appeared in an instant!

The king of the Kyoto Imperial School, his eyelids were beating when he saw it, and his heart was dripping blood, and their A-grade alloy ring was destroyed like this!

The devil knows how rich the Central Plains Imperial School really is!

Doesn't it mean that they are poor jingle bells, how can they surpass A-level grade weapons, king-exclusive weapons, almost every one of these young people has one!

There are more than 50 people in the Su family's army, almost all of them are very rich, and the three major towns of the catastrophe, plus Su Luo's previous captures, each of them has a high-grade weapon.

Richer than the indigenous people in terms of equipment, the Kyoto Imperial School is a little suspicious of life.

After robbing these more than fifty little guys, it is estimated that the resources exchanged can cultivate a king, and it is definitely very easy.

Ming Yan was in the ring, attacking wildly, the opponent was clearly on the right, he had to cut in the ring on the left, making the young man look confused, I felt that Ming Yan was not short-sighted?

The attack accuracy is so bad!

He felt like he had a chance to win, it was a delusion!

This ninth-level martial arts genius had just approached the surroundings of Ming Yan, and was directly hit by the invisible force, and his face turned pale.

If he hadn't had to keep him, Ming Yan would have been able to slap him to death with one palm.

In the blink of an eye, the ring was in tatters, Wang Fenglin and Mo Rulong glanced at each other, feeling that the time was ripe and just ready to start.

As a result, several kings of the Kyoto Imperial School poured out their nests and stood around, focusing on guarding against the group of people from the Central Plains Imperial School, with unkind eyes, as if they were warnings.

Wang Fenglin suddenly said unhappily: "As for it, a group of kings, so shameless, isn't it just a little A-grade alloy, it's really picky!" ”

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