My right eye is a god-level computer

"I'll try my strength again."

Liu Di said, looking sideways at the Supreme Master, "I would also like to ask the Master to evaluate my learning results."

The next moment.

Brother Liu raised his head, and tens of thousands of island country demon knives instantly appeared in the sky.

Then these broadswords spread out into the sky and went straight towards the colored jkr to chop at them. There was a loud roar in the sky and the earth, and huge cracks continued to appear on the ground on that side, crisscrossing them.

The frequency of those samurai swords being chopped down is indistinguishable to the naked eye. It is almost an afterimage. Judging from the 'bang bang' sound of cutting through the air, it is estimated to be close to a thousand times per second.

Half of the t8 seemed to be chopped into minced meat.

The colorful jkr people had already been submerged in the shadow of the knife.

The Supreme Master and Zhang Weiguo were both stunned.

This is ‘Swordsmanship’ plus ‘Cross-Strait Three-Sword Style’!

Amid the stormy sword light, the earth continued to break, but it also continued to recover, because some people among them continued to use their mental power to resist the attacks.

Brother Liu thought, and the katana disappeared in the sky.

A few colorful jkr people were exposed who were panting, their eyes became more and more sinister, but they were also in a state of embarrassment.

Liu Di smiled indifferently and looked at Zhang Bu, the struggling young man and others beside him. After witnessing Liu Di's powerful strength, their blood boiled with excitement and their eyes flashed.

Brother Liu said: "I'll leave the rest to you."

Several people looked stunned.

"You're not going to fight?"

Liu Di smiled slightly and glanced at both sides of the battlefield. The essence of everything appeared in his mind for a moment.

A pointer seemed to appear in front of him, and this pointer was greatly tilted towards the clown and the seven 'gods'.

This is everyone's strength.

Brother Liu gently raised his hand and moved the pointer, tilting it in the direction where Zhang Zai was waiting for someone.

The man who seemed to merge between heaven and earth smiled and said: "Since you are here, then have fun, they are no longer your opponents."

Brother Liu's words were so bland that there was no way to verify them.

But when it is conveyed to the ears of everyone, it is like the spoken words of the Creator. It is extremely true and there is no doubt about it.

The next moment.

The red-backed dragon king reappeared, waving his huge dragon wings, and flattened the opposing camp. They recovered and flattened them again.

Zhang Weiguo slowly rose into the air, "Come with the sword, come with the sword, come with the sword again!"

The Supreme Master also stretched out his hands, pointed his fingers towards the sky, and shouted angrily: "The stream of n swords on both sides of the Taiwan Strait!"

The struggling young man seemed to have really transformed into Lu Bu, wielding the Fangtian painted halberd with endless power, rushing into the enemy and constantly piercing the demons!

Zhang Absentee also suddenly disappeared, and his body appeared among the enemies. The dagger in his hand was precise and ruthless, like a ruthless assassin.

These people have been suppressed for a long time, and now they are truly released, without any scruples.

Brother Liu chuckled, slowly walking through the chaotic battlefield as if he was staying out of the situation.

But he was pierced through the chest by a halberd from the struggling young man who unleashed his nature.

The struggling young man sweated profusely, "Ebasang, are you okay?"

Brother Liu pursed his lips innocently, "Can't you just let me stay aloof for a while?"

Say it.

Brother Liu sighed slightly, and his body disappeared into thin air.

brain realm.

This world where countless comatose people live violates the four major forces including gravity.

It has a completely different time rate than reality.

The existing science cannot explain it, it is unbelievable and bizarre.

Among them, the landform is also unusual and special.

There are actually nine continents soaring up into the sky.

The long years have made people numb and gave up on exploring the truth.

But there is an unshakable truth in everyone's heart.

That's about the majestic figure on t9. He never shows up and never makes a single statement, but he is the only and irreplaceable one - the Lord of the Brain Realm.

at this time.

This is the edge of area T9 where no one has ever landed.

A young man in white clothes stood quietly. He raised his head and stared at the huge black shadow close at hand.

Its body must be at least 200 meters away, its body is made of smoke, and it is also sitting on a throne made of smoke.

It stares into the distance, majestic and solemn, and full of oppression.

Brother Liu's body is less than one percent of that.

Stared for a long time.

Brother Liu took a breath of air and stepped forward.

It actually penetrated straight through the huge figure and walked into the black mist.

At this time, Brother Liu was almost integrated with the brain world and could see through many essences, including the black mist figure sitting in the sky - it was just a phantom.

And Brother Liu walking in the smoke.

His expression became more and more tense.

The real brain realm is probably hidden behind this black mist.

Brother Liu was not afraid of fighting, but what troubled him was his first meeting with Liu Zhengqing.

What would he look like?

A god with a radiant body?

Or a fierce god wearing armor and holding a sword?

Or does he have no body at all, just a floating ball of light?

Brother Liu's brainstorming caused a lot of pressure on himself.

His brows gradually furrowed.

In a blink of an eye.

Brother Liu was relieved again. Why put pressure on himself? He was just a passerby who appeared frequently.

I'm not familiar with him.

I only prepared three questions. If he answered them, I would leave after asking them.

If he doesn't answer, let's fight with fists!

While thinking about it, Brother Liu came to the end of the black mist.

Why so fast?

Brother Liu was a little silent. In fact, he wanted to clear up the layers of doubts in his mind, but he also didn't know how to face Liu Zhengqing.

The most difficult thing to sort out in life is emotion.

Liu Di meditated on a lit cigarette.

He was about to take a puff.

Then he clenched his fist again, and the cigarette disappeared.

Forget it.

Liu Di gritted his teeth and walked out of the darkness.

In front of him was a space of only a dozen square meters.

The light gray tile floor was mostly decorated like this in the homes of the 1990s.

But at this time, these tiles were floating in the air, forming a small platform, like a room without walls.

The three sides above were surrounded by old-fashioned wooden bookshelves, an old-fashioned desk, and an old-fashioned table lamp with a tungsten filament bulb on top.

It was still the kind of green lampshade with a metal zipper, which would light up when pulled and go out when pulled again.

Then there were books.

There were many books, filling the bookshelves, and even the desk where he wrote had become a tall tower.

It was as if in a mountain of books, a figure in a white coat, with his back to Liu Di, was writing at his desk.

He seemed to be very selfless.

Just push the myopic glasses on the bridge of his nose from time to time.