Chapter Twenty-Three: Spoilers
This is definitely good news for Wan Xing, especially the three white-clothed scholars, who were defeated so quickly, if there is no deliberate element in this, Wan Xing himself doesn't believe it. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ infoWhat does this mean? This is definitely good news for Wanxing.
After all, when Wanxing designed the plug-in, he didn't design the program of fake wrestling and cheating, which means that as long as he defeats the opponent, then the pet can gain experience. Doesn't that mean that as long as you find someone who is willing to learn from Swallow Sun every day, Swallow Sun can quickly brush up experience points?
Wan Xing wanted to experiment with this new discovery as soon as possible, and he really didn't have time to talk about it. looked at Li Hu, who was difficult to ride a tiger at this time, anyway, he didn't suffer a loss, and Wan Xing didn't want to worry about him anymore.
For Wanxing now, it doesn't matter what kind of daughter-in-law he marries, he really can't look down on it, so it's a different bed, which is a nominal thing. Wan Xing can now say to everyone very indifferently: "Fame is like a floating cloud with me." β
"Li Hu, this is a misunderstanding, shall we stop?" Wan Xing said first. He couldn't help it if he didn't speak first, Li Hu on the other side had an expression of bad stool, neither leaving nor fighting. Wan Xing didn't have time to stare at him here.
After Wan Xing stopped, Li Hu really didn't do anything. Swallowing the sun this upgrade,Only the physical strength has been added a little each,The remaining four points,All added to the spirit,At present, for the swallowing sun without skills,The spirit has no effect,Although it has been promoted to the fourth level,But the strength has not improved muchγ
Seeing that the other party didn't make a move, Wan Xing didn't bother to talk nonsense with the other party anymore, so he took the hand of the little maid Jing'er and walked out. Even the bright-eyed girl calling him behind his back ignored it. For him at the moment, nothing is important - the strength of the pet is also part of his strength. Everything else is going to be back.
Although Wan Xing has not been in this world for a long time, he has seen it very clearly that in this world, there is strength to have everything, and without strength, he does not deserve to have good things.
"Slow, do you really think that Wan Lun's grandson will be able to run unscrupulous in this Ten Thousand Beasts City? If you hurt the people of my Haoran Academy, you want to leave with a misunderstanding? How can there be such a cheap thing. If you want to leave, you can kneel down and kowtow to this disciple of the academy to admit your mistake. Just as Wan Xing walked to the door, a young man in a white Confucian shirt slowly walked down from downstairs.
Wan Xing turned his head and saw that he knew Shi Ming, the youngest son of Shi Qi, who was sentenced by Haoran Academy. Haoran Academy's judgment is second only to the mountain chief's real power position, and Wan Xing's grandfather Wan Lun has been seriously injured in these years, resulting in a great reduction in strength. The court sentenced Shi Qi to always want to replace him, but because of Wan Jia's reasons, Shi Qi has not been able to succeed.
For this Shi Ming, Wan Xing knew him when he was a child, but Wan Xing hated people who could pretend to be X, so he didn't have a deep friendship with him. In Shi Ming's eyes, he became Wan Xing, a genius who stepped into the peak of the sixth layer of the day after tomorrow at the age of thirteen, looking down on him and disdaining to befriend him.
Although Shi Ming is very capable of pretending to be X, his talent is really good, at the age of seventeen, his cultivation has reached the eighth layer of the day after tomorrow, and his combat ability is extremely good. In the City of Ten Thousand Beasts, he and the other two young masters are called the Three Masters of Ten Thousand Beasts.
Shi Ming didn't come down alone, the downstairs was so lively, and many people came down from upstairs. This star-picking building is the best restaurant in the City of Ten Thousand Beasts, and the people who come in and out are either rich or expensive. Of course, these children of big families and young powerhouses are also indispensable.
Of course, it is not by blowing out of the mouth, and there are many young and strong people among them, who have made it out in this star-picking building. Therefore, this star-picking tower has always been a place where young and strong people gather.
Shi Ming's strength Wan Xing has long heard of it, and in the late eighth layer of the day after tomorrow, he is about to break through the ninth layer of the day after tomorrow. Wan Xing had heard his grandfather say several times that this Shi Ming had an amazing talent in cultivating Haoran Qi, and he would go to the main courtyard of Haoran Academy next year.
Wan Xing turned his head and looked coldly at Shi Ming, who was slowly walking down the stairs, and said without showing weakness: "What kind of thing are you?
Wan Xing understands that in the battle in this star-picking building, in front of everyone's eyes, it is not terrible to lose, with his grandfather here, the other party does not dare to make a dead move. The terrible thing is that he doesn't dare to fight, then he will lose more than his own face.
Shi Ming's goods, in the winter, still hold a folding fan, walk down from the upstairs in three steps, with that little white face, wearing a moon-white Confucian costume, it really has a bit of a chic and elegant feeling.
What Wan Xing hates the most is this kind of person who pretends to be X, especially Shi Ming, who is ready to step on him and pretend to be X. picked up a bowl of leftover soup on the table next to him, and Wan Xing threw it over. At the same time, Swallowing Sun, who had been following Wan Xing, suddenly jumped out and rushed straight to Shi Ming.
This kind of guy who pretends to be X can't give him a chance to pretend X, to be honest, he is not sure about Shang Shi Ming and Wan Xing's hearts. He knew very well that although Shi Ming and Li Hu were both eighth-layer cultivators, the difference in strength was huge. Although Wan Xing didn't know how much stronger Shi Ming was than Li Hu, he had heard his grandfather say that this Shi Ming claimed to have no opponent in the Haoran Branch. Many people in the ninth layer of the day after tomorrow are not his opponents.
Wan Xing's idea is very simple, even if he can't beat the other party, he has to spit out the other party's phlegm, disgusting and disgusting him. Anyway, you can't make your opponent happy.
Shi Ming is enjoying the feeling of walking slowly in the midst of all the attention. But he didn't expect a black shadow to fly over suddenly, and when he was just about to make a move to block this hidden weapon, a huge claw, which came first, slammed into his chest.
I saw Shi Ming unfold the folding fan in his hand, and the fan surface was like a sharp blade, cutting off the black shadow that came first, and then firmly blocking in front of his chest.
"Wow!" Although the soup bowl was broken, the residual soup inside was not affected, and it was sprinkled on Shi Ming's face and body. And the giant claw that originally struck his chest was abruptly retracted.
The calm face and indifferent expression on Shi Ming's face were suddenly fixed there. "Flutter" didn't know who laughed first, and immediately provoked the ridicule of everyone who followed.
Wan Xing was obviously surprised by this result, even though it had achieved the result he had expected. But what he didn't expect was that although the upgraded Swallowing Sun did not improve much in terms of data, it seemed that Swallowing Sun had improved a lot in terms of its control of power. The flickering claw just now, forcing Shi Ming to defend, was powerless to resist the soup bowl.