To kill monsters, start from picking up game skills

In the unique arena, there was a lot of voices.

The major cultivating families are walking around, looking for their favorite monks to communicate with.

They offer generous conditions and want the other party to join their family, so as to ensure the family's status in Daxia.

"Quiet!"

Chen Jianguo stepped onto the ring, and a shout resounded through the audience.

Suddenly, the auditorium, which was as noisy as a vegetable market, fell silent, and everyone turned their heads to look at Chen Jianguo curiously.

"Uncle Fu and the rest of the Transcendent Realm powerhouses in the courtyard received the order from the headmaster to leave temporarily, so I will preside over the next competition!"

Chen Jianguo's voice was not loud, but everyone in the auditorium felt that the other party's voice was lingering in their ears.

"Extraordinary Realm!"

Old Ding opened his eyes wide, looking at the figure on the ring in disbelief.

No wonder, no wonder the other party dared to challenge the four major inheritance organizations.

It turned out that the Chen family already possessed this strength.

"Since there is no objection, then the top ten competition will begin!"

Chen Jianguo yelled and walked off the ring, leaving the rest of the work to the supercomputer in the future.

"The top ten match begins, and the first match will be played by Chuandu Yang Yi against Yuyang Zhang Shun!"

From the huge display screen, a future mechanized voice can be heard.

Whoa!
A sound of electric current passed by, and 110 stone tablets extended from both sides above the ring, forming a 3D picture to surround the ring in the center.

Then a huge wordless stone tablet stood in the center like a hero.

Yang Yi walked onto the ring with a blank face. When he saw a middle-aged man who was seven or eight points similar to Chen Wuyan, he heard that Fu Bo and others had left the academy.

So who cut off the aura in the stone house, the result is obvious.

It's the Chen family again!

Yang Yi was full of indignation. A cultivating family didn't want to kill the monster clan, but was thinking about how to become a leader every day, which made him despised.

"Look, let's start!"

Wearing a T-shirt, the girl from the Ding family excitedly pointed at another young man who was slowly walking onto the stage and shouted.

"Name: Zhang Shun."

"Cultivation: Mid Stage Transformation!"

"Talent level: A-level metal ability!"

"Practice time: 20 years!"

"Comprehensive tasting: Grade A!"

Soon after Mr. Ding died, the woman dressed as a secretary retrieved all Zhang Shun's information.

"Double A-level students!"

Ding Lao was startled, his eyes were erratic, whether he should try to make contact.

"Haha, I bet the winner will be decided within half an hour!"

"I'll bet four 10 minutes, a bottle of junior psychic liquid!"

"Hehe, I bet Yang Yi wins!"

"Brother, what are you thinking? You don't know, right? There is a gossip that Yang Yi failed to hit the Transcendent Realm. How did he win?"

"There are other things like this! Doesn't that mean that Yang Yi has been backlashed by spiritual power!"

The discussion stopped abruptly, and those who bet on Yang Yi's victory switched to Zhang Shun.

Although they don't know what the Transcendent Realm means, there are records in the family that once the product fails, they will be backlashed by spiritual power.

If the enemy attack happened at this time, it would be good if half of the power of ten successes could be exerted.

"Isn't this the master brother who hit the Transcendent Realm?"

Zhang Shun sneered, this is the so-called dislike of the poor and jealous of the rich.

He has not touched the threshold of the Transcendent Realm after 20 years of cultivation, so why can the other party reach this step in less than half a year of cultivation.

"It's really unlucky that you met me. If you beg me, I can..."

Zhang Shun walked around and looked at the other party with interest, he wanted to break the other party's will from the bottom of his heart.

"Yang Yi, he is a master trained by the Chen family, so be careful."

In the first row of auditorium, Jiang Nian stood up and reminded Yang Yi.

The matter of Chen Jianguo cutting off Yang Yi's spiritual energy supply is too involved, and there will be no complete archives in the future.

Although he can't fight against Chen Jianguo now, he can still do it by reminding Yang Yiyi.

"This year's competition for the Dragon List, you are at the end."

Yang Yi said coldly with a blank face.

"What did you say!"

Zhang Shun gritted his teeth, a waste who was backlashed by spiritual power, dared to mock him.

But in the next second, his mouth was slightly opened and his eyes were dull.

Because Yang Yi disappeared!
No, that's fast!
Fast to the extreme!I can't see the figure clearly!

"This speed...he was not injured!"

Chen Jianguo's veins bulged, and he tightly grasped the handrail with both hands.

Chen Wuyan's eyes flashed sharply, and he subconsciously wanted to call out the matching gun, but in the end he didn't.

rub!
The sound of military boots rubbing against the bluestone slab was heard, and a lightning-like figure shot towards Zhang Shun!

The opponent was not injured, but chose to charge head-on like a bull!
This is to crush his pride and his Dao heart!

"Fuck!" Zhang Shun suddenly yelled, squatting halfway, and quickly sealed with both hands: "No. 40 Second Solution - Turtle Shou!"

Around his body, streaks of golden aura gathered in an instant.

In the next second, a turtle-like shield appeared in front of him, blocking the two of them halfway between them.

Yang Yi still rushed at full speed, and the killing intent in his heart was ignited again!
boom!
With a no-frills punch, the shield composed of spiritual energy was instantly torn apart.

"what!"

A shrill scream sounded, and Zhang Shun in the center of the ring flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, and blood spurted out unstoppably in mid-air.

"Pong!"

There was a loud noise, and his whole body hit the stone wall in front of the auditorium.

"Crash!"

Cracks like spider webs appeared on the repaired bluestone wall again.

"Crack!"

Then I saw that the stone tablet in the mid-air of the ring had cracks again, and it didn't stop until No. 40.

The audience was silent, and everyone stared at this scene in a daze.

A similar picture popped up in their minds, and they couldn't react for a while.

Chen Jianguo stood up abruptly, staring at Yang Yi with murderous eyes, raised his hand and said, "Yang Yisheng, Chuandu!"

Until then, people just woke up like a dream.

No wonder the pictures are so similar, isn't this the scene that appeared in the first competition!
So strong!

The major cultivating families in the auditorium glanced at each other, their throats throbbed, and they finally didn't say anything.

Punch!Just one punch!
The opponent is a double A-level old student, who has cultivated for 20 years as a powerhouse, but he can only bear one punch?
I thought it was a contest like sparks hitting the earth, but it was only one punch!
"My God, this..."

A middle-aged man at the fifth-grade Vajra Realm held a bottle of C'estbon tremblingly in his hand, and was so trembling that he couldn't speak.

"This, this, this is only ten seconds... No, no, no... Five seconds? Three seconds? This, how is this possible, the other party is a double A-level student!"

The young woman next to the middle-aged man took his words and spoke as if speechless.

"This punch... the power it erupts from is terrifying!"

In the auditorium, another fourth-rank youth stared at the bluestone wall in astonishment, sweating profusely!
He simulated countless times in his mind, but found that...

Even if the power of Yang Yi's punch is 50.00%, he can't take it!
"The gap in the Transformation Realm stage...is it so big?"

He dared not ask this question, let alone answer it.

Chen Wuyan's body, which was originally sitting upright, straightened up in an instant, and his eyes were fixed on Yang Yi!

The opponent... seems to have become stronger again!
A double A-level student ended the battle with such a simple punch.

Such a direct conversion method actually happened under his nose!