Chapter 61: Hold on

"How many tokens do you have!?" asked Mu Va.

"Boy, hand over the five tokens you have, and I can allow you to keep the one you just had!" said the young man very generously.

"How many tokens do you have?!" Muvar asked again.

"You're sick, what do you have to do with the tokens!Hurry up and hand over the tokens, don't force me to do it!" The young man was a little angry, because Mu Va did not hand over the tokens as he asked him in the first place.

"How many tokens do you have!?" asked Muvar a third time.

This time it really angered the boy, and he smashed it directly with a fist.

"Labor and management don't have tokens, what do you care about! Remember, the person who eliminated you is the third class Song Ming!"

"No, I'm sorry, then you can just go and die!" Mu Va said lightly.

I thought it would be a big fish, but it was for a long time... Be......

It's a waste of energy to speak.

"What?!"

The young man's expression gradually froze, and when his fist was three inches above Limuva's forehead, it was casually pressed against Muva's two fingers.

Then he found himself unable to move!

"How is that possible!"

Mu Va's fingers flashed, and an incomparable spiritual power was released, and the young man's figure was directly illusory.

This shows that the strength of Mu Va's spiritual power has exceeded the range of the young man's bearing.

"Also, I never remember the name of the spicy chicken!"

The back faded away.

......

The assessment has gradually begun to become intense, and battles have broken out at almost every marker point on the map at the same time, and even a red name has come out!

Eliminating more than 10 opponents will reveal your position.

Mu Va maintained the mentality that no one offends me, I don't offend others, and looks for tokens as fate goes, although the golden book requires him to achieve the first score in the assessment, but there is no need to work hard now.

Later in the competition, the tokens will be gathered in the hands of the most talented students, and when Muva takes the initiative to take the challenge, the efficiency of collecting tokens can be greatly improved.

With this in mind, he didn't stop doing anything, but found a big tree hole and lay down in it and fell asleep.

Then, the live broadcast monitoring screen of the scene cut to this point, and all the college teachers were collectively speechless, could it be that this kid had the idea of going to the end.

That's too unambitious!

Mu Fa was asleep in the hollow of the tree, and the sound of a fight could be heard outside.

"Little fat man, if you are interested, hurry up and hand over the token on your body!" said a sturdy young man with a disdainful face.

"I won't give it! I'll give you how I'll complete the assessment!"

Wang Fatzi was a little remorseful at this time, and he had been looking for a place to hide if he knew it.

"If you still want to complete the assessment, can you pee and take a good look at yourself!" said the stout young man again.

"I've got a clear picture of myself!"

"Waste of time!"

The young man directly lucked his spiritual power, and suddenly ten gorgeous spiritual rings appeared around his body, which was the sign of the ten stages of innate spiritual energy.

Then with a roar of rage, a huge stone axe appeared in his hand that did not match his size.

"It's also your honor to be able to fall under my Zheng Qing's Xuanshi axe!"

This young man named Zheng Qing is very confident in this stone in his hand, this is his family's ancestral spiritual weapon, according to rumors, the ancestors who used this axe back then have reached the realm of ascension!

Wang Fat Man quickly resisted, and in an instant, nine spirit rings appeared behind him, and with the blessing of the spirit ring, the fat man's bloated body became flexible.

However, all of this was useless, because he knew that the gap between himself and his opponent was too big, from cultivation to weapons.

The axe alone almost broke his mind. The boulder axe looked unpretentious, and the inscriptions on the surface were vague.

And attaching importance to this shows that the axe is extraordinary, and if it can be kept as a heirloom weapon, how can it be worse there!

Sure enough, the fat man could only be forced to jump around, hiding Zheng Qing's stone axe attack back and forth.

For the stone axe in Zheng Qing's hand, there is indeed something magical, that is, it can increase the power used by double the use, and this does not require the maintenance of spiritual power at all, it is due to the effect of its material Xuanshi.

One side of the stone weighs 10,000 catties!

And Zheng Qing was because of this axe, the gods blocked and killed the gods, and the Buddhas blocked and killed the Buddhas, pushing all the way, and even defeated several students in the psychic realm.

He had collected all ten tokens now, and he was confident in competing for the rankings, but it wouldn't be long before he completely dispelled that blind confidence.

"Little fat man, give up and struggle!" Wang Fat Man actually jumped under the axe for so long and did not fall, which made Zheng Qing very angry and felt that his strength had been greatly insulted.

He directly used all his strength, and his attack speed increased.

Wang Fatzi originally cultivated to pull Zheng Qing for a section, but now he is facing his more dense and unventilated offensive, and he is gradually defeated.

"Poof!"

With a muffled snort, the axe blade hit the fat man's chest, directly breaking the spirit shield on it, and the fat man instantly shot out, fell to the ground, and couldn't get up.

"If you knew this was the case, why bother in the first place, did you give it to me soon?"

Zheng Qing carried the axe and prepared to give the fat man his last ride, thinking about the five tokens that would arrive immediately, and his eyebrows were full of joy.

The fat man spat blood, and tried to struggle a few times to get up, but he was too seriously injured to stand up at all, and seeing the axe above getting bigger and bigger, he could only close his eyes in despair and wait for the end of the assessment.

"What's going on?!"

After waiting for a long time, the axe never fell, and the fat man opened his eyes in disbelief, only to see a blood-colored long sword three feet above his head.

It was this blood-colored long sword that firmly resisted Zheng Qing's last killing axe.

Zheng Qing's face was ugly at the moment, he instilled the spiritual power of his whole body and swung the Xuanshi axe, and the long sword that appeared was actually unmoving, as if it was as indestructible as Xuantie.

"Who's and where?!" Zheng Qing shouted angrily.

Wang Fatzi came to his senses, and immediately recognized the waning moon, and suddenly his eyes gradually regenerated flames.

"Boss!" exclaimed the fat man eagerly.

"Fatty, you go and rest first, leave it to me here!"

Behind the sonorous and powerful voice, a figure came from a distance, step by step.

When the fat man heard this, he ran behind the figure without looking back.

Zheng Qing watched the fat man run away in front of his own nose like this, and suddenly became furious.

But the blood-colored sword was so strong, he couldn't swing the axe, and his heart was full of grievances.

"Whoever comes, report your name!"

Mu Fa walked slowly from behind, and with each step, the momentum rose a little higher, and when he came to the front of Zheng Qing, the young man seemed to have turned into a mountain, and Zheng Qing couldn't lift his head a little bit.

The air around them became solidified.

"I, Twenty Ban Muva!"

Mu Va's right hand was five fingers, and the waning moon instantly withdrew to his hand.

"The waste wood of the twenty classes?"

Zheng Qing was puzzled in his heart, no matter how the young man in front of him looked, he didn't look like a waste wood.

"If you don't waste firewood, you won't know if you fight. ”

Mu Va came to the spirit realm, and never took the initiative to provoke a battle, and this time, it will not be the last, for the sake of Wang Fatzi, he now especially wants to teach the guy in front of him a good lesson.