I am the weakest family at the beginning, black technology sweeps the gods

I only saw Lin Chen, who was dodging, suddenly turned his head, and then kicked towards Sheng Guangbo with a kick.

Fatty Wei sneered in his heart, is Lin Chen out of his mind?
In the next second, a terrifying picture appeared, only to see Lin Chen kicking Sheng Guangbo away.

"You you." Fatty Wei's scalp was numb.

This is his full blow.

"This"

"This attack doesn't seem very strong."

The audience was also in an uproar, shocked by this scene.

Lin Chen's kick was crisp and clean, and Sheng Guangbo was kicked hundreds of meters into the air and exploded directly.

In an instant, Lin Chen came to Fatty Wei's side, grinned, and said, "You don't seem to have much power."

"Nonsense, I'm the pinnacle of the undergod." Fatty Wei gritted his teeth.

At this moment, Lin Chen's fist hit him directly in the face.

"You..." Fatty Wei gritted his teeth, blushing.

"What do you want to say?" Lin Chen asked.

Fatty Wei said aggrievedly, "Can you not slap your face?"

Lin Chen smiled.

Sure enough, there is an interesting soul behind every fat man.

He said: "I will fulfill you."

Lin Chen made a move, punching to the flesh.

After hitting the back, the fat man became even fatter.

Lin Chen paused and said, "You already knew you had no chance, so why are you struggling?"

"As long as I persevere for a while longer, my disciples will win the battle. By then...we will still be tied." Fatty Wei said.

Lin Chen sweated, let go of him, and said, "So you haven't noticed?"

Fatty Wei paused, turned around to look over, and suddenly broke out in cold sweat behind his back.

"What happened?" Fatty Wei was extremely uncomfortable.

What did he see?
80.00% of the Holy Light Master fell to the ground, while Li San and the others stood there neatly.

"This." Fatty Wei thought for a full three seconds, but he still couldn't accept this reality.

Whoa!

The audience seethed.

Compared with the war between the two gods, the battle between the believers was straightforward, and the deployment of cannons and planes was simply not comparable to these Holy Light Masters.

The main reason is that Fatty Wei has too few senior believers.

If you have more advanced believers, that's fine.

You only have a few thousand, and they are here to seek death.

After all, even if the equipment of the ordinary people has not been updated, the power is still rising.

"What the hell are these?" The audience was shocked.

Sitting on the stage, the three elders of Qin also communicated in low voices, but based on their knowledge, no one knew what these things were after all.

"As I remember, this seems to be the equipment of the Temple of Heavenly Artifacts." Someone recognized the first generation of God of War.

"It seems to be this." Someone nodded, confirming.

While everyone was discussing in low voices, Lin Chen shook his fist again and said, "How is it? Do you still want to be beaten?"

"No, no." Just as Fatty Wei shook his head, Lin Chen punched him out.

Fatty Wei flew upside down and said, "Didn't I just say no?"

Lin Chen looked at his fist, blew it, and said, "But you didn't say you surrendered."

Looking at Fatty Wei who was in a coma, the referee announced that Lin Chen had won.

Lin Chen bowed his hands, and the holy rain fell from the sky.

When he went out, Gao Yuan and others said, "You are too shameless, can't you give others a good time?"

"My attack is already light." Lin Chen said.

Everyone was sweating, but it was also thinking about it.

"It's up to you." Lin Chen said.

At this moment, a staff member came up and said, "Lin Chen, right?"

"Exactly." Lin Chen nodded.

"This way please," said the staff member.

After Lin Chen paused, Wu Shanhai said, "What do you mean?"

The staff member's expression remained unchanged, and he said, "Mr. Qin is welcome."

"Mr. Qin Qin?" Wu Shanhai paused, looked over to the seat, and found that Mr. Qin was really not there.

Wu Shanhai nodded towards Lin Chen, and Lin Chen was about to leave with the staff, but Wu Chen held Lin Chen back and said in a low voice, "Mr. Quite a few."

"Understood, senior brother." Lin Chen nodded slightly.

Wu Chen let go of him, and Lin Chen left with the staff.

They took a few detours and came to a courtyard, and the staff retreated with their hands folded.

Lin Chen stepped in and saw Qin Wenheng sitting on a chair in the yard.

Standing behind, Lin Chen cupped his hands and said, "I've seen Mr. Qin."

"You don't need to be formal, please sit down." Qin Wenheng turned around and smiled kindly.

Lin Chen nodded, stepped forward and sat down.

In fact, he was still a little uneasy because he didn't know what kind of person Qin Wenheng was.

Qin Wenheng was looking at Lin Chen, and said: "The middle god, you are right."

Lin Chen was shocked.

His mid-god aura is actually covered up, which was taught to him by Mo Baixu.

From this point of view, Qin Wenheng should be at the peak of the Highgod.
Lin Chen breathed out.

"I'm surprised that you can meet such an outstanding person on such an occasion. Did you hide the believer race in your hand?" Qin Wenheng asked curiously.

He was really curious about what Lin Chen said.

Lin Chen observes that Qin Wenheng is indeed a man of great demeanor, and he thinks of a very famous ancient man in modern times.

Confucius.

Although it is said that Qin Wenheng could not be as discipled as a disciple like Confucius, Bai Su also anxiously mentioned Qin Wenheng's achievements.

He thought for a while and shook his head and said, "The one in my hand is the common people, nothing else."

"Primary race?" Qin Wenheng paused, and then repeated in an instant: "But the lowest race, the common human race?"

"Exactly." Lin Chen said.

"Those monsters..." Qin Wenheng was expecting and surprised.

"Those are not monsters, but weapons produced by technology." Lin Chen said.

"Weapon?" Qin Wenheng was even more surprised, and said, "Can the weapon move by itself?"

Lin Chen smiled and explained patiently.

Qin Wenheng listened fascinatedly.

At the end, he said, "That's how it is."

Lin Chen was surprised that this Qin Wenheng was indeed a man of culture, and he understood it.

Unexpectedly, Qin Wenheng said: "I didn't understand much, but you can't compare with us old men in your speech and demeanor at a young age."

Lin Chen smiled wryly, and said, "Mr. Qin is too much."

Qin Wenheng laughed loudly and said, "The future belongs to you young people. You have such a talent, you shouldn't waste it in Tianhai Academy. Why didn't you join the Royal Academy?"

Lin Chen paused, shook his head and said, "It's just a coincidence."

Qin Wenheng took out something like a jade pendant and said, "I can guarantee you to enter the Royal Academy or Shendu Academy, are you willing?"