Ten years later, Jupiter stood above the sky, waist-length wavy hair falling behind him, and muscular muscles all over his body, looking more like a pure knight than a platinum magician.

Here, Jupiter looks down at the flow of people coming and going beneath his feet, and the rapid development of the magic system in recent years has made the magical nation of Yingnim look as busy as the world before he arrived.

Countless routes are planned to create three-dimensional transportation routes, and crowds of people of all ages and genders are rushing to and fro for all kinds of magic cram schools.

The magic country is like this, that is, people who don't have mental talent also have to learn magic, and they have been taking exams all their lives, and they must have knowledge that must be mastered at each stage, and once they fail to take the exam many times, they will be expelled from the magic country and lose that extremely high welfare.

At the behest of the Magical Council, all of them are to devote their energies to endless examinations and magical studies - except for a few.

Yes, go out to a small number of people.

Take the thirteen members of the Magic Council, and Jupiter himself.

The invisible and qualitative magic barrier separated him from the outside world, and even if someone raised their heads to observe, they could not find this small figure in the sky, and could only make the judgment that there was nothing here through this magic barrier that would constantly change with the air current, completely simulating the outside world.

Over the years, Jupiter had become accustomed to observing the world in silence, and every day he would spend half an hour standing here, observing the whole world, which made him feel a kind of tranquility, away from all the hustle and bustle, away from all the intrigues.

"The women are here again." The other self in his mind was talking to him, and the tail behind him was shaking unconsciously because of irritability, "It's so stuffy, when will we blow them up, a group of pawns of the Speaker of the Council, really when we are idiots with sperm worms on the brain?" ”

"If you think we can defeat the unfathomable Speaker now, I have no opinion." Ten years ago, Jupiter said that he never imagined that he would make such a choice - to have a different personality born to share the body with the person he devoured.

Maybe it's because Jupiter finds that even if he devours Raditz, he can only get what he has, not what he can create, or even what he is attached to because of his existence?

Or is it just because it's simple, looking for a trash can to talk to in a world full of crises and scheming?

"Legend, biography is fucking strange." Raditz stomped his feet in the constructed soul space in a rage, "How can this world be so strong, so strong that it is not inferior to Frieza's monster at all, how can I get that legendary certificate called bullshit?" If this continues, we will never want to escape his grasp for the rest of our lives. ”

"Who knows? What countless people and countless years of research have not been able to confirm, what can we do with us? "But I believe that that day will not be too far off, and with so many resources, so much energy, and so many men, how can the Speaker of the House allow us to be just an 'ordinary' platinum?" Well, it's time to sleep, and you can't make the speaker suspicious. ”

During the conversation, a group of beautiful girls with their own merits were flying towards Yupiter at a rapid pace, Yupiter's eyes narrowed slightly, and the familiarity tore part of his soul, and 'Yupiter' slowly opened his eyes, showing an arrogant smile, to greet his harem.

………………

Sun Wukong is also looking at the sky, he likes to look at the sky, it can make him feel peace from the heart.

And at the moment when he was completely relaxed, countless lightning bolts continued to crack down in the sky, but this tall young man easily deviated from his body, narrowly avoiding it at a speed of one point.

It's as if Sun Wukong knows exactly where this lightning falls.

As quiet as the sky, as fast as lightning, this is the supreme realm of martial arts described by the Martial Pole Academy, and he has already reached it.

As Dean Wu Tian said, he was the most talented student in the entire Martial Arts Academy over the years, which was reflected not only in the growth rate of his fighting spirit, but also in his cultivation of various martial arts, and even more so in his soul.

That was the purest martial heart that Wu Tian had discovered so far, and after countless temperings, this heart did not become filthy, but became more and more pure!

When the knight reaches the platinum level, the mental state will affect the state of battle, perfect unity, anger, pain, sadness, these things can make other people's strength fluctuate greatly, but they can't make Sun Wukong's power fluctuate.

This is not to say that Sun Wukong is cold-blooded, but a very simple thing - he is in a state of unity of spirit and spirit anytime and anywhere, he is in the most perfect combat state anytime and anywhere, and he can exert the theoretical upper limit of his combat effectiveness anytime and anywhere.

That's all.

A wolf howl suddenly sounded between the heavens and the earth, and a figure had quietly lurked with the help of lightning attacks, and in an instant, three hundred and sixty-eight punches were struck, and two hundred and seventy-three kicks were kicked, each punch was powerful enough to shatter the mountain, tear the earth, and interrupt the river, and these forces were all condensed between the fists and feet, and no one could underestimate them.

It's just not to be underestimated.

Rumble!

The werewolf from the Orc Empire threw so many punches and kicks, but Sun Wukong only used one punch, a simple punch.

The punch was not faster than him, nor stronger than him, but more accurate, and a powerful punch slammed into the werewolf's head, sending him flying directly into the sky at ten times the speed of sound, crushing the clouds in the sky.

Golden opportunity!

At the moment when the fist hit the werewolf, a powerful qigong cannon was launched, drowning everything like light.

Under normal circumstances, the diffuse qigong cannon is far inferior to the fist and foot confrontation between the knights, and if the fighting qi that can break through the mountains and the ground is condensed between the fists and feet, it will naturally be able to obtain a greater attack effect.

But if it is a one-time, one-time condensation of a large amount of fighting energy, compressing and blasting out in one breath, at the cost of greatly reducing the stock of fighting energy, in exchange for an attack power that is enough to surpass the fists and feet several times, or even dozens of times.

Well done!

The corners of Sun Wukong's mouth showed an excited smile, as if he had been waiting for this moment for a long time, his other hand was slightly raised, and the same compressed burst of fighting qi erupted, condensing into a more condensed pillar of light, directly in mid-air against the incoming fighting qi cannon for a second, the violent explosion spread wildly at the confrontation, and the poor earth trembled in the aftermath of the confrontation.

Oops!

Such a thought flashed through his mind, but before he could move, a blow that was far heavier than before hit his body hard, and his body involuntarily flew out upside down.

The bald man understood that at this moment, he was already 'dead'.

But the battle continues, or rather, the real battle only begins at this moment.

Come, fight!

Sun Wukong raised his head suddenly, the warm-up exercise was over, and the real battle had just begun.

Endless thunderbolts burst down frantically, and countless palm shadows covered the sky, and then they were stacked on top of the man's head.

Unlike the general situation, these palm shadows are all real moves.