Chapter 622: Yang Xiaokai's Limit (Part II)

Mo Yue's brows sank slightly, and a trace of shame crossed her heroic eyes.

Indeed, that was not the question she wanted to ask.

After a moment of silence, he spoke, "How far do you think, how far has this little guy go, so that he can have a chance to beat Keys in a year's time?"

Tan Ling didn't even think about it, and directly refused: "Meaningless question, Qianlong Island is just a place for cultivation.... ”

"It's all said, it's speculation. ”

After Tan Ling was silent for a moment, he said slowly: "At least eighty kilometers, at the high king level, there is only a trace of possibility." ”

"Eighty kilometers? ”

Mo Yue looked at Yang Xiaokai, who was still walking in the picture, and said a little heavily: "Then how much is it possible for him to reach the position of eighty kilometers?"

"Less than one floor... , the high king level is not a talent, but a level of the degree that can be achieved after entering the king level. ”

"Mo Yue, you should understand what it means if Yang Xiaokai stepped into the high-level king-level realm before reaching the king-level level??"

Mo Yue's eyes darkened, and she sighed slightly.

yes, what does that mean?

It means that Yang Xiaokai may achieve emperor-level talent, and he still relies only on himself.

Even in the history of the Immeasurable Holy Land, there are only about 10,000 such people.

Don't think that there are a lot of ten thousand, you must know that the history of the existence of the Immeasurable Holy Land is more than eight million years, and the load here is immeasurable years.

Swap it out, how many years is that?

After so many years, there is only one in 10,000,000.

Looking at Mo Yue's expression, Tan Ling sighed slightly, wanting to say something, but in the end he fell silent.

Yang Xiaokai made a gambling contract, and the other party was a person who was far more than his blood clan, so it can be said that no matter from that point of view, Yang Xiaokai has little chance of winning.

But this gambling war was set up by himself.

Whether he wins or loses, whether he lives or dies, is his own responsibility.

Mo Yue, didn't you notice that you were too deep?

Thinking about it, Tan Ling still didn't say it, she knew Mo Yue's character very well, she must not care about the guy she didn't like, and she could even kill the other party, and for the guy she liked, it was from the bottom of her heart.

After getting along for a short time, although the attitude between the two sides was still very flat, Yang Xiaokai undoubtedly left an extremely deep impact on Mo Yue.

To be honest, even Tan Ling himself loves Yang Xiaokai very much.

Don't be arrogant, don't be arrogant, do all the things arranged, and do it better.

Especially in terms of emotion, this child obviously belongs to the type of extremely emotional, and once such a student becomes stronger, it is directly equivalent to a huge backer.

Tan Ling frowned lightly and shook his head helplessly.

The rule of gambling and warfare, in the Immeasurable Holy Land, is recognized by the master, and even the Dao Monarch cannot change it.

At the same time, on Qianlong Island Avenue.

After Lu Lingxiao disappeared, Yang Xiaokai took a deep breath, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"Elves. ”

"In. ”

"Is there a problem if I fully expose everything about me now?"

"What do you mean...?"

"I don't want to hide anymore. ”

"Oh~?"

The Heavenly Emperor Elf's eyes flashed, and the depths of his eyes couldn't help but be full of brilliance.

"Master, do you mean that you plan to go all out to improve your strength?

"That's right. ”

"Hehe, I see. ”

The Heavenly Emperor Elf grinned and said directly: "Of course, there is no problem, in fact, as long as the master does not add too many points at one time, at most it will be shocking and eye-catching." ”

"What if there are secrets? monk, who doesn't have a secret or two?"

"What's more, according to the information obtained from the master's identity token, in the history of this immeasurable holy land, there are many powerful Tianjiao. ”

"To put it simply, a guy a million years ago directly grew from one measure of strength to one hundred measures of strength in just ten immeasurable days, and this guy is just a human saint, and when the limit of the heavenly saint has reached an appalling three hundred powers, he directly skipped the king-level talent and achieved the emperor-level. ”

"Not to mention, master, you still have a big killing weapon in your hand. ”

"The Big Killer?"

"The Domination Inheritance that was obtained at the fourth level. ”

Yang Xiaokai's eyes flashed.

"A person who can get the Domination Inheritance at the Human Saint Stage is extremely talented, no, there is no problem with the talent demon at all. ”

"Even if there is a big doubt, as long as the master takes it out, who dares to say what the immeasurable holy land is? The test of the master, the difficulty can be imagined, it is not a peerless talent, it is not a peerless heavenly pride, there is no chance to get it at all. ”

"I see. ”

Hearing this, Yang Xiaokai took a deep breath, and after a slight pause, he took another step.

This time, it was completely different from before, and it was already a distance of hundreds of meters.

In just a moment, he directly broke through the distance of several kilometers.

He was tired of this little bit of increased pressure.

If he goes on like this, even if he walks thirty or forty kilometers, he can't reach his limit, so when will he go slowly?

Yang Xiaokai picked up speed here, and Tan Ling and Mo Yue, who were silent outside, were suddenly startled, and couldn't help but look at him on the avenue.

It's almost sixty-five kilometers, and it's actually speeding up?

Just when the two of them were puzzled, Yang Xiaokai, who was walking on the avenue, was getting faster and faster, and after a while, he had already come directly to the seventy-kilometer seat.

Without any pause, Yang Xiaokai seemed to feel no pressure at all, and directly broke through the past.

Seventy-three, seventy-five, seventy-eight....

As Yang Xiaokai continued to move forward, Mo Yue and Tan Ling, who were originally silent, gradually widened their eyes.

Could he...?

The shock in the hearts of the two of them had not yet fallen, but they saw that Yang Xiaokai came directly to the eighty kilometer position, almost no difference from the seventy kilometers in time, and the diameter jumped over, and rushed towards the ninety kilometer area.

Soon, Yang Xiaokai, who had broken through 80 kilometers, came directly to the 90-kilometer seat.

Arriving here, he only exhaled a little, and galloped away towards a hundred kilometers in diameter.

This, this, this!!

Faced with this scene, Mo Yue and Tan Ling were no longer shocked at this moment, but became overwhelmed.

Why did Tan Ling say eighty kilometers, less than one layer?

That's not as simple as speculation, but Qianlong Island wants to reach that position in the first three months, which is basically a fantasy.

It's just that the body is strong, not enough.

It's just that the talent is very strong, and it's still not enough.

It's just that the will is strong, but it's still not enough.

Only when everything adds up to an incomparably amazing level can there be a glimmer of possibility.

watched Yang Xiaokai step by step, and finally stood above the 100th kilometer position in diameter.

The two people in the dojo were stunned, as if they had been struck by lightning, and they were directly stunned.

He's, he's....

Eighty kilometers is already difficult, but 100 kilometers is another matter entirely.

Because, the Han Yi represented there is no longer possible, but a position above the seventh layer that can achieve emperor-level talent by relying on himself alone?

Emperor-level talent, how many people have broken their heads, and they can't do things?

How can it be???