Chapter 20: Who's the First in History!

The excitement of the supporters of the Saroman snake seemed to be less than a minute, and immediately disappeared without a trace, four people faced Olivedos, and one was killed in seconds, and the other three were obviously weak in momentum, so they could only delay, and three against one still had no advantage.

Now it's up to Wang Zheng completely, if he can't solve Mars as much as possible, he can only come to collect the bodies of the other three people.

However, whether Wang Zheng can survive on his own is a question.

Mars didn't worry about the other side at all and threw himself into the fight.

The alloy greatsword was slowly raised, and the conquering fighter put on a stabbing attack posture, which was the most customary and sharpest way for the warrior-type mecha - Zero Spike!

Wang Zheng raised the shovel, the shovel slowly fought, everyone cheered up, when facing Olivedos, Wang Zheng chose the Heavenly King Dragoon Fighter, to just against Gang, but when facing Mars, he chosen, Hercules, a defensive mecha, and now it depends on whether the rotating shovel that Wang Zheng is famous for can block Mars's attack.

On Titan, Luo Fei looked at the news without saying a word, and Lear, who had been closing his eyes and recuperating, opened his eyes.

"What's the situation?"

"Killing the god collapsed three ways, but Olivedos counter-killed the giant, the other three wolf bèi delayed, Mars conquered against Wang Zheng Hercules, just at the beginning."

Obviously, Luo Fei has been waiting for a long time, and as soon as Lear opened his mouth, he immediately said it with a bald pout.

Lear's face didn't change much, he nodded and closed his eyes again, recreating the battle in his mind.

At this time, Mars and Wang Zheng on the battlefield had a strange scene, and neither of them who had been in a good offensive and defensive posture immediately made a move.

Rumble......

A strange momentum poured out of Mars's body, a very strange feeling, especially for those watching the battle area, who could clearly feel a suffocating pressure.

Is this a delusion?

Why is this happening.

Jiang Feng finally couldn't help but stand up, "Ground...... Level. ”

The youngest prefecture-level creator in the history of the Elite Academy appeared. Mars from Abitan.

After the two quiet words appeared, the entire viewing hall seemed to be swept by a hurricane.

Xue Yue heard this, and couldn't help but say excitedly, "Although the battle is not over yet, I have good news for everyone, Senior Mars has been promoted to the ground level. He is the youngest prefecture-level master in the history of the Elite Academy, and he is invincible! ”

Suddenly, the audience was silent, is there any reason in this world, the killing gods have just arrived at this level, and Mars has also been promoted to the ground level, how can other people live???

Di Maria's face was pale, he was hit the hardest, he had always thought that his defeat was actually a tactical failure, and Mars's ability to add X ability immunity was actually timeless. As long as it is dragged over, it will be his world.

In fact, Mars didn't see him as an opponent.

What does prefecture level mean?

Because, Mars has already abused them like abusing children, fight again?

Death is even worse!

In the last game, Mars was completely teaching Huang Yao a lesson, and against Wang Zheng, Mars showed real strength.

This is only possible when you meet an interested opponent!

Mars didn't make a move immediately, and the powerful ground-level aura directly pressed over. Victory is natural, and what he needs is to completely bring Wang Zheng to his knees. Only in this way can the opponent's wildfire-like aura of resistance be completely suppressed.

In this world, the presence of Abithan and the Aslanites is already lively enough, and there is no need to add other competitors.

"Sister, what's wrong with them, they haven't fought yet, why are they either pale. Or is it unusually excited? Lin Huiyin asked curiously, she couldn't tell the situation, from the number of it seemed that the Saloman snake had the advantage, and from the situation, it seemed that the killing god had the advantage.

Aina shook her head slightly. "Mars is in the ground division, and this game is over."

Sighing slightly, whether it is Di Maria or Hoctor, there is always a breath of difference, maybe the level of X ability is about the same, and the distance from the ground level may be only a line, but there is a world of difference between inside and outside the door, and it is obvious that the proficiency from Mars is definitely not a matter of one or two days.

It's really bearable, he wants to train Orivetos out and then leave the elite academy, and the Abitans want to rule the elite academy all the time!

In an instant, the sound of heated discussions sounded in the major military schools of the Silver Alliance, and the youngest prefecture-level master, the Abitans, set a new record, and the Saloman Snake Team could accept their fate and not complain about losing.

Far away on Earth, the god of war was at a loss, and the students were silent, and after learning about the existence of the elite academy, they naturally had an in-depth understanding of it, and the highest realm pursued in the elite academy was the prefecture level, but many people could not reach it in their lifetime,...... In that place where geniuses gather, only a handful of people can attain it,

And Mars is only the youngest of them.

That is, he is a super-genius among geniuses.

There was nothing to play in this game, but everyone was relaxed.

Due to the appearance of Mars's momentum, the other people in the battlefield could also feel it lightly, Liexin and the others were stunned, they struggled for a long time, all kinds of tactics were used, and they were almost close to fighting, but they were all gone in an instant.

Zhang Shan opened his mouth and said nothing, and Achilletis just sighed deeply.

That's fate.

"Wang Zheng, you bastard, beat this guy to death for me!" In the midst of the peace, a very loud voice suddenly appeared.

Our Lord Xiao Fei was furious, and it was useless to pose a pose, could it be that the soldiers were scared to death!

She didn't know what the ground level was, and she didn't want to know, but Wang Zheng had to blow up this damn guy.

Everyone was stunned for a while, followed by a loud laugh, others don't know who this sexy woman is, but she is undoubtedly naïve, what are you at the local level, and it is difficult to come up with a person of the year in each elite academy, Pampas, Dandi and others are like this, when they saw Mars enter the ground level, their eyes showed infinite envy.

There is no jealousy, only envy, because only those who are close to know how difficult it is, how desirable it is, this is a warrior's dream.

"Maybe that'll do." The pampas sighed softly and seemed to sum up.

Emperor Dan opened his mouth, and just wanted to say something, but it suddenly stopped......

Rumble......

An almost identical aura poured out of Hercules,...... This......

Oh, God!

Prefecture-level aura ???

All the talking, all the laughter, all the flying, all the qiē stopped.

The proud Abithan Empire, the arrogance that was rare for all Abitain soldiers, came to an abrupt end.

The youngest prefecture-level master, a minute to change!

He, called Wang Zheng, is from Earth, from the God of War Academy, and he is twenty-one years old this year!

This is the youngest prefecture-level master in history!

(There was no state at the beginning, and it was like this at night, and the brain was not flexible enough when it was full, so the skeleton spit it out to make itself sober up, and it was really easy to use, the real man had to be just at a critical time, and the thin man could also be just, no doubt, I said it, to be fierce, this is just the beginning, tomorrow everyone will know, what is called killing the sky, asking for a monthly ticket or recommendation ticket support, there is a reward from Brother Hao It will be even more fierce, go out to eat supper, and I am almost hungry. (To be continued......) R1292