After dying a hundred thousand times, I become a god in a strange world

As soon as everyone got off the elevator, they heard the sounds of fighting and screams coming from deep on the 8th floor.

Wen Yang's expression changed immediately: "Everyone, wait a moment, I'll be back soon."

He immediately quickened his pace and disappeared like a ghost.

The speed that burst out in that moment made everyone slightly shocked.

Only then did they realize that Wen Yang, who had been so amiable along the way, actually possessed such terrifying strength, and that his speed was enough to crush most third-level spiritual masters.

"That's so fast. This Mr. Wen should also be a third-level spiritual master, and he is also one of the best. As expected of the headquarters, I didn't expect that the people sent to pick us up are all third-level.

You must know that in other cities, Tier [-] basically has captain-level existences, but when they arrive at the headquarters, they just receive them. Xiao Chuxia said a little surprised.

Yang Ming said: "Is now the time to be surprised by Wen Yang's strength? Aren't you curious about who dares to fight here? If you are not curious, then I will go and see it."

With that said, Yang Ming turned into a melon-eating crowd and strode towards the depths of the 8th floor.

The others looked at each other and followed suit. It is human nature to eat melons.

Although Fang Xiu was also following the team, a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.

gravity?

He was very sure that he was right, Wen Yang's ability was gravity!

That's right, it was Ma Xingbang's ability to plagiarize before.

The reason why Wen Yang is so fast is because he uses the ability of gravity, just like when he fought against Ma Xingbang.

Ma Xingbang halved his own gravity to increase his speed.

Seeing the ability of gravity, Fang Xiu couldn't help but think a lot about it.

First of all, what is certain is that Wen Yang may have something wrong with him.

Ma Xingbang is a person who talks about longevity, and he copied Wen Yang's ability. Maybe there is a connection between the two parties, and Wen Yang may also be a person who talks about longevity.

Of course, ability can't mean anything, but what makes Fang Xiu suspicious the most is Wen Yang's character.

It's not that he has a bad personality, but he's just too good.

A spiritual master who behaves normally is the biggest abnormality.

Soon, everyone caught up with Wen Yang.

I saw a young man covered in blood and scars, stepping on someone and laughing wildly. If such horrific injuries were placed on an ordinary person, he would have died eight hundred times ago, but this man was laughing so hard. Full of anger and extremely arrogant.

There were many spiritual masters watching the excitement around, as well as a group of soldiers with nervous faces and weapons in their hands.

"Hahaha... Wu Xin's name is so well-known in my ears. I didn't expect that when I saw him today, I was really disappointed."

Wu Xin, who was trampled on the ground, looked furious and yelled: "Chu Feng! If you have the ability to let me go, I will definitely kill you!"

He kept struggling, his right arm covered with dark scales holding Chu Feng's feet tightly.

The sound of cracking bones kept coming, but Chu Feng was not moved at all and continued to laugh wildly.

"Kill me? The uncle is immortal! The person who can kill me has not yet been born!"

"Stop it!" Wen Yang said angrily.

However, no one paid attention to him.

Spirit masters are a group with eccentric personalities. To put it bluntly, they are all thorns in the side and difficult to manage.

A flash of anger flashed in Wen Yang's eyes: "Twenty times gravity!"

boom!

A powerful gravity field descended on Chu Feng and Wu Xin, directly pressing them to the ground.

"Headquarters stipulates that infighting between investigators is prohibited, especially during training. If you two still disobey the advice, the headquarters will cancel your training qualifications."

"Tch, am I mistaken? I am the victim. Look at the injuries on my body. I am almost dead." Chu Feng was pressed to the ground but still looked disdainful.

"I say it one last time, no internal fighting."

"Okay, okay, I understand, I have nothing to fight with a defeated general."

"Chu Feng, for the sake of the headquarters, let this matter go. I tell you, don't leave after the training!"

Wen Yang slowly released the gravity suppression, and the two of them got up from the ground with grins on their faces. Although they did not fight again, the two sides continued to exchange insults, and the curses were as unpleasant as they could be. They asked each other about the genealogy of the other party without spitting. .

The surrounding spiritual masters looked disappointed.

Some even said it was boring.

"We can't fight anymore, let's just let it go."

Afterwards, Wen Yang warned the two of them a few more words and asked them to go back to their rooms.

He returned to Fang Xiu and others with an apologetic look.

"I'm sorry to make you laugh. With so many spiritual masters gathering together, it is inevitable that some troubles will occur. The person who caused trouble just now is called Chu Feng, nicknamed the Immortal. According to him, his ability is immortality. It is precisely because of his immortality. Because of this, this person is extremely arrogant. He has been here for three days and finds someone to provoke him every day.

Especially provoking those famous spiritual masters, trying to step on them to get the upper hand.

In his words, I, Chu Feng, never challenge unknown people. "

Wen Yang smiled helplessly and pointed to his head, obviously signaling to everyone that Chu Feng was mentally ill.

With that said, he led everyone to his room.

"Mr. Fang Xiu, this is your room."

I don’t know whether he did it intentionally or unintentionally. This time he called Mr. Fang Xiu instead of Mr. Fang.

Sure enough, as soon as Fang Xiu's name came out, the spiritual masters who were about to go back to the room stopped one after another, and their eyes were either obscure, fiery or cold, focusing on Fang Xiu.

Although Wen Yang's voice is not loud, don't forget that the people living here are all spiritual masters, and they are all outstanding people from all over the country. Some are powerful, and some have great potential. They all have sharp ears and eyes, so naturally they will not Fang Xiu's name could not be heard.

For this name, they are very familiar with it. Looking across the country, and even in the circle of spiritual masters around the world, who doesn't know the name of the prophet Fang Xiu, who solves S-level weird incidents with the strength of a second-level spiritual master.

If we say who is the most famous person in this training, it must be Fang Xiu.

Basically, the spiritual masters who come to participate in the training have the idea of ​​​​seeing each other before resting. They can predict the future. Who doesn't want to meet them?

Just like when people heard about a Taoist priest whose fortune-telling was extremely accurate, whether you believed it or not, they all wanted to come and have a fortune-telling.

Fang Xiu looked at Wen Yang calmly and took the room card from his hand.

Wen Yang seemed to realize that he had said the wrong thing and looked apologetic.

At this time, Chu Feng, who had left without acknowledging his relatives, turned around and continued to walk towards Fang Xiu with a step that he did not recognize.

When Wen Yang saw this, he quickly yelled: "Chu Feng, what are you going to do? Go back quickly!"

Chu Feng smiled maliciously: "What can I do? Just say hello."

As he spoke, the injuries on his body began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the blood was absorbed by the body.

In the blink of an eye, he went from a seriously injured and dying state to a fine person.

He looked Fang Xiu up and down with a very frivolous look.

"Is your name Fang Xiu? I heard that your boy has been very popular recently!"

(The fourth update is here. If you don’t drink tomorrow, I will continue the fourth update. Do what you say!)