When Mu Chen stepped into the first floor of the Mission Pavilion, he probably couldn't think of the Dragon Kingdom of another time and space anyway.

At this time, the military, the sports expert team, the Buddhist and Taoist cultivation team, the underground team, and the social team were already fighting for a place, slapping the table and glaring.

Looking at the formation, the next step may be at any time and stage an all-martial arts.

As for whether the human brain will beat the dog brain, it is unknown.

"Bang."

The Legion Commander's name is Ge Hong, and he is known to be a short-tempered man.

As soon as he slapped the table, the teacups on the table trembled, and the tea spilled on the tabletop.

"What are you fighting for?"

"In terms of fighting, which of the soldiers under my command has not been tested in actual combat?"

"Mention the special team and the king of soldiers, then count me as a bully! The big head soldier under my Third Legion, just take out a random one who has been in the army for more than a year, put it in the society to fight five, if he dares to lose, I will screw his head off! ”

Iron battalions, flowing soldiers.

The strength of a team is never a matter of luck. It's about heritage and historical inheritance.

"The seventh interspersed company, there should be 157 people, but there is one person!"

One hundred and ten years ago.

This slogan has amazed the world.

One hundred and ten years later.

The soul of this team is still there, and the bones are still there.

One man can fight against one army.

Let alone.

Commander Ge Hong did not send a big soldier this time, and after the Third Army received the order, the whole army was selected for a competition.

Tens of thousands of soldiers went to the ring.

The king of soldiers, who was the last in the province, was the runner-up in the provincial competition.

The legion commander looked around with eagle eyes.

"What are you fighting me for!?"

……

The team of sports experts is not convinced!

The Buddhist practice team is not convinced!

The underground elite team is not convinced!

The social team is not convinced!

"Isn't the King of Soldiers amazing?"

"The talents recommended by our team have won the national championship."

"Gold medals are like forests, trophies are like crumbs."

"Born in the underground black fist, we really have to fight to the death, and our people's fighting skills and combat experience are never weaker than anyone!"

……

Sports teams.

"Huh."

"A few of you are limited to domestic competitions?"

"I'm sorry then."

"The talents recommended by our team have participated in countless international competitions. Fencing, kickboxing...... More than a dozen sports, gold medals, silver medals are soft. ”

……

The Buddhist and Taoist practice team, this meeting came to the ancestral court of Daomen, the head of Longhu Mountain.

The old man is over seventy years old, wearing a Taoist robe, and he has a fairy wind and bones.

He didn't speak, and at this time he saw that all the participants had finished expressing their opinions. This is amazing, like the final boss who appeared at the end!

"You may have forgotten one thing."

"Muchen Xiaoyou is in another world, isolated and helpless. The enemy who fought to the death with him, but he was a cultivator. ”

"All three. And, it is very likely that there are three foundation building periods. ”

"Everyone, whether it's a champion or a soldier. Excuse me, who among you has studied the ascetic system? A sword of an immortal can cut the sun, moon, mountains and rivers, can you wait for a mortal body to fight? Fight to win? ”

"At that time, in the death match, it doesn't matter if you win or lose."

"But if the harmful Muchen loses his life, the Dragon Kingdom's national fortune plan for the next thousand years will be ruined. Who bears the blame? ”

The old Taoist priest's tone was not stern, but it was like a morning bell at dusk, deafening.

"The closest thing to the immortal cultivation system is none other than our Buddhist and Taoist cultivation team."

"Although we have not yet come into contact with the methods of immortals, our Dragon Kingdom has been inherited to this day, and it has been civilized for thousands of years. Have you heard of the Tai Chi Liangyi Sword? Have you ever heard of the roar of the King Kong lion? ”

In a word, the dozen or so people who asked were speechless.

The old Taoist priest touched his long beard and looked confident.

The suggestion of Deathmatch was made by him.

Day.

Shou Yunli's sword was witnessed by the old Taoist priest.

Even though Shouyun alone cannot represent a cultivator from another world, he is also in charge.

That sword, the aura is like a tide, and the killing intent is clear.

That sword, slashing, killing.

There is no beauty at all.

No moves.

"Cultivators are probably accustomed to winning by realm, and separating life and death by spiritual power."

"Most of the so-called combat skills are lackluster."

Tai Chi Liangyi sword out.

People from other worlds are afraid that their jaws will drop in shock.

The roar of the Buddha King Kong lion is supplemented by spiritual power, whether the power is as in the novel, a roar collapses the mountains.

"Guys, there's no need to fight."

"In this battle, my Buddhist and Taoist cultivation team is in charge."

"If you lose, the Buddha Gate will burn the golden body, and the Daomen will burn the ancestral court."

"Since then, Buddhism has been removed."

Wow!

The conference room is covered with a tsunami.

"Old Taoist, are you crazy?"

The commander of the legion, who was still in control of the victory at the beginning, kept snorting at this time.

Crazy to crazy.

The old Taoist priest was reasonable.

"Damn, it's only three days. Otherwise, the elites of all our teams will go together, and Mu Chen will be a pig, and he can also teach him to fight invincible opponents all over the world. ”

The words fell.

The conference room was suddenly silent for a moment, leaving the Legion Commander stunned.

When he raised his head, he looked at him with angry eyes, as if he wanted to eat people.

Cold sweat ran down the Legion Commander's swarthy cheeks.

"No, I'm not in a hurry."

"Muchen is not a pig, I am, I am a pig."

"Damn, the dog can't spit ivory out of his mouth, and I slapped myself myself."

Syllable.

Come on really.

The slap was crisp and loud, and half of the legion commander's face was swollen a lot at a speed visible to the naked eye.

So far.

One by one, his gaze was removed from the legion leader, but his tone was still not good.

"For the millennium plan of the national fortune, how much financial, material, and human resources have been invested in the Dragon Kingdom, not to mention."

"That's a lot of pressure."

"Legion Commander, I think even you should have respect when you mention the name Mu Chen."

"A man who bears the ardent hopes of 140,000,000 people, alone in a foreign land, is a stranger, and he deserves the respect and awe of anyone!!"

……

……

Meanwhile.

The head of the Dragon Kingdom connected with Mu Chen again.

in the picture.

Mu Chen, who was in the Mission Pavilion, had already selected spiritual weapons and combat skills.

"It's coming."

"This spirit sword, the sword name is Qinghong, and the lower grade spirit sword."

Mu Chen said hello to the leader of the Dragon Kingdom, and seeing that there was no one around, he lifted the Qinghong Sword into the air, and the tip of the sword was downward.

Let go of your hand.

Laugh at.

Qinghong Sword, the blade of the sword pierced the wooden floor, more than half deep.

Hiss~

Dragon Kingdom, the bigwigs of all parties in the picture gasped.

This kind of sharpness of the sword, blowing hair, cutting iron like mud, is still just a low-grade spiritual weapon!

"It's a pity."

"Today's secret realm does not have the item teleportation function turned on. There is no way for this sword to be introduced into the Dragon Kingdom, so let our people study the process of casting spirit swords. ”

"Let's take a look at this technique again."

Combat skills. Qingyuan Sword Technique

This is a scroll, and after Mu Chen memorizes it, he can destroy the scroll, or he can make the contents of it public in the form of words.

On the Dragon Kingdom's side, a team of experts in the Otherworldly script was quickly asked to translate and transcribe the text.

"Let's take a look at the Buddhist practice team."

"Don't expect too much, though."

"At present, the cultivation of the Tianlan Sect pays more attention to the realm and the majesty of spiritual power."

"The so-called combat skills are just spiritual power combined with simple sword moves to kill and injure the enemy."

"The moves themselves are not subtle."

It's not subtle.

The word "shoddy" is not too much to use here. It's just that he is a newcomer, and Mu Chen's understanding of the other world is limited, and he is too full of words.

The old Taoist priest led a few small Taoist priests and a few big monks, and they came in a hurry.

I took the translation of the battle technique and read it for an hour.

Chop.

Chop.

Pare.

Stab.

……

"The skills are limited, and the so-called combat skills focus on the spiritual power running through multiple meridians and acupoints throughout the body. In this way, the spiritual power is more effectively injected into the sword moves, so as to maximize the lethality of this set of combat skills. ”

The old Taoist priest came to a similar conclusion to Mu Chen.

But the decision-makers still didn't dare to take it lightly and asked: "How is the ancient martial arts that we have inherited for thousands of years compare to it?" ”

The old Taoist priest pondered for a moment.

"Ten times better."

"Nope."

"Eleven times."

……

In the Mission Pavilion, the spiritual wax in Mu Chen's hand was almost burning.

There were many people on the first floor, so he tried his best to find a place where no one was there to choose the exercises, and while selecting, he communicated with the Dragon Kingdom.

Suddenly.

Mu Chen's footsteps paused, and his eyes fell on a dusty shelf in the corner.

A dusty scroll that had begun to decay had been removed from the shelf by Mu Chen.

Call~

Blowing a breath and dusty.

On the scroll, a few words fell into Mu Chen's eyes.

"Elixir Formula."

"Mortals can also perceive the aura of heaven and earth if they obey it."

Rumble!

In the next second, the dragon kingdom shook.

Everyone present looked shocked, like a cat meeting a small fish, with bloodshot eyes, surrounding the picture.

Woo Woo ~ It's a wheezing sound.

Like bellows, like drums.

Bang Bang~

It was the sound of a heartbeat, and it was clearly audible, as if the hearts were about to pop out of the chest.

"Mortals can also practice if they take it." A few words, like the thunder of the Nine Heavens God fell.