"Dad, if you do this again, you will lose your precious son......" Wang Li sighed faintly.

Wang Li, whose profession is the "Saint Seiya" on the martial arts side, has not been able to break through to the "sixth sense" even though he has practiced for two whole days, and his practice is slow to pull his hips, which is simply a shame on the face of the group of bugs in the "Saint Seiya" multiverse.

If the group of saint warriors who practiced for two and a half months and had to slaughter a few gods to celebrate at the beginning knew that there were such crotch-pulling companions in the world, it would definitely scare them so much that even Athena didn't have time to protect them!

But in fact, for Mr. Wang, in the two dungeon worlds, the "small universe" that he burned out at the end, and the power he improved was not without a little benefit to him.

At the very least, after burning the small universe twice in a row, Wang Li's "five senses" realm has been so keen that it is almost divine at this moment, whether it is the strength of the external "small universe", or the subtlety and purity of the inner "spiritual will", and even the various "abilities" that are not worth mentioning that burst out of the spiritual spark carelessly, they are already at hand in the hands of Mr. Wang.

Even in Wang Li's feeling, he is only separated from the realm of the "sixth sense" by a layer of window paper.

Come to think of it, as long as he burns the "small universe" in the dungeon world a few more times in the future, and can refine his self-will a few more points, then he doesn't need to rely on the power of the mentally retarded system, and Wang himself still has one or two points hoping to catch up with the average cultivation speed of the group of animals in the Saint Seiya Diverse World.

After all... The cultivation of Saint Seiya has always been so fast, fast, and happy.

As long as you feel the position and the will is in place, then the rest is just a trail, and it can be directly filled in an instant.

The body can be reshaped, the soul can be reunited, the small universe can be rekindled, and even the world can be reopened, and time can be re-opened!

Classmate Wang, whose strength has reached such a level that has almost begun to break away from the "human nationality", even if it is a martial god, everyone has to step forward and "bang" a few punches to know who is strong and who is weak, who is high and who is low

With such strength, how could he not see the eyes between his father and his younger brother, and he couldn't hear the words of his father in the end that would make any son thunderous?

Whether his younger brother Wang Luo jumped or not, Wang Li didn't know.

But Wang Li's own side ......

"Tonight is no matter what. Just said to my father, how can I, as a son, have to give him the whole job!! Mouth! ”

At this moment, Wang Li's classmates, like Arthas, Ultraman Jed, Kamen Rider Drive possession, and even the "Red Rabbit among People" in the last dungeon world seem to be praising Wang Li from afar!

Wang Li's whole fist is hard!

At this moment, classmate Wang, he is not fighting alone!

"'Black Warrior', what are you going to do here!" Looking at the little son who was constantly writhing his body and screaming non-stop, like a hostage, Dad Wang thought of asking the most fundamental question at this time.

After all, in the final analysis, he is just a small boss who runs a farmhouse.

Looking at the entire Laijunyi City, at the city business conference, didn't he sit on the last few rows of cold benches, follow other small bosses to get together, and by the way, take a few more mouthfuls of exotic fruits?

There's really no need to dig deep on your own side, what's the point?

What's more, as far as Dad Wang knows, professionals like "Black Warriors" have always been chased by the entire Han Federation as long as they come out, and there is no way to enter the earth, so they have always changed places with one shot, and never go back.

I'm afraid that I will be directly blocked on the road by the strongmen of the Han Federation, and then buried directly!

Others don't know, don't Wang Dad know, it's not far from his farmhouse, on that unknown hillside, now it's full of traffic, people come and go, and the lights are brilliant!

As long as you howl on your side, no matter what, there will definitely be a warrior over there to check the situation from home!

When the time comes, as long as there is a wall at both ends, what will this "black warrior" use to highlight the encirclement?

And just yesterday, I broke through the realm of "martial artist"!

Regardless of the fact that in the eyes of outsiders, how much water he has as a martial artist, how much potential has been drained, and whether there is a future at all.

But a "warrior" is a warrior, and there is no water at this point.

Without absolute necessity, there will be no black warrior willing to face a "warrior" at all.

After all, the black warrior went to destroy the door, and he ran to improve his strength.

Under such a premise, the weaker the enemy, the better, and bullying the weak and fearing the hard is their strength.

Where is it possible to gnaw on a hard bone with a "warrior"?

I'm not afraid that I'll burst my teeth if I'm not careful!

In such a grim situation, Dad Wang really can't figure it out, why did this guy come to his house to die? ?

Even if his brain really got into duck, that's not this way!

If you really have that idea, how good would it be to jump directly into the septic tank of my old Wang's house?

Save time and effort, and save others from worrying.

"Quack quack~ You martial artist, why do you still have so many questions? In these years, who is not a warrior. What is the use of caring so much about the affairs of martial artists? ”

"That's true, it's me who complicated things." On the other side, Dad Wang nodded approvingly.

Indeed, what is there so much to consider between warriors?

All the great power belongs to itself.

No matter how many things you encounter, you don't have to say all the words in your mouth, just take the three-foot sword in your hand and sweep away all dissatisfaction!

So......

Dad Wang's eyes opened, but only half a breath, only to see a light sword qi like a true spirit hummingbird, winding and circling between the two fingers of his hand pinching the sword technique.

The sword qi was born of void and reality, unpredictable, and the slight friction with the air emitted a crisp sword roar like a birdsong.

The sword light resembles a hummingbird in the sky, illusory and real, although it does not have the magnificent atmosphere that sweeps the world, majestic to the sky, but in its small and delicate face, it is endlessly evocative!

The sword light paused slightly, and the hummingbird cut through the air, already bypassing Wang Luo and stabbing straight at Wang Li!

"Quack, poor! Poor! Poor! Is this your warrior's will?! It's ten or even nine times more ugly than my grandmother's backflip! ”

What's more, don't you see that I still have a hostage in my hand? Wang Li clenched his fists and smiled evilly.

and did not answer Wang's father's questions.

In the tone of "I will definitely let you suffer retribution", and in the stunned sight of my brother Minao, I went up directly and smashed it on my brother's head!

Wang Luo: "I... !! ”