Resurrection of Spiritual Energy, A Hundred Times Potential of the Physical Body at the Start

Although the human race is facing the crisis of beasts, fighting is not forbidden inside.

Even in the city, as long as no one is killed, generally no one will take care of it.

Being bullied, on the contrary, can stimulate the warrior's upward heart.

This is very beneficial for the general environment.

A warrior is not a flower in a greenhouse. Only through blood and fire can a warrior grow stronger and bloom brightly.

A peaceful and comfortable life has always been killed.

Of course, ordinary warriors don't bother to do things that bully the weak, and they all have their own arrogance.

Although he disdain to bully the weak, no one cares about the matter in front of him and offends another warrior for nothing.

And the people in this row waiting for the test are almost all titled warriors, and they wear a warrior micro badge on their chests.

Jiang Xiaolong, a man with a bare chest standing in the middle of them, was indeed a bit dazzling.

If he knew each other, he would take the initiative to move away, and he would still be able to dodge this collision.

It just depends on whether he wants dignity and resists the impact of a martial artist, or whether he gives up his dignity and gives up his position in a dreadful way.

Jiang Xiaolong of course chose neither.

At this moment, he is not afraid of even a grandmaster, let alone a titled warrior.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, he did not retreat but advanced, facing the martial artist who slammed into him with a heavy shoulder, and slammed hard.

This scene, in the eyes of others, is like hitting a stone with an egg.

"Yes, although the cultivation base is low, but the blood is good."

"Courage is okay!"

"Although it is not self-contained, it does not lose the strength of a martial artist."

"It's not necessarily a bad thing for this kid to suffer a little."

"My generation of warriors would rather die standing than live on my knees."

Seeing Jiang Xiaolong being so tough, the surrounding warriors gave him a high look instead.

Although they were not optimistic about him, they all praised his behavior uniformly.

A warrior can be strong, but arrogance must not bend.

I would rather die standing than live on my knees.

"How courageous!" Li Qiang snorted softly, increasing the force of the impact.

The veiled person in front of him didn't even have a martial artist's micro-chapter, and he was obviously still in the Tempering Realm.

Moreover, his eyes can see that this person has not yet cultivated blood.

Titled warriors may not wear micro badges, but blood can't deceive people.

Whether it is a martial artist or not, you will know if there is blood energy born.

Tempering the body to provoke a martial artist is undoubtedly an ant demonstrating to an elephant.

Therefore, Li Qiang, who originally only wanted to knock Jiang Xiaolong away, was provoked by the majesty of the titled warrior, and he immediately attacked.

With a loud bang, it was like two cars collided, and the air waves exploded to several sides.

The next moment, Li Qiang's face changed wildly.

He felt as if his shoulder had hit a large truck that was speeding. Not only could he not shake the other party, but he was knocked out.

Click!

The sound of bone cracks resounded, making the scalp numb and the heart horrified.

A titled martial artist collided with someone, and his bones were broken. How terrifying the opponent's body and strength should be.

"Ow..." Li Qiang screamed and flew out in an instant.

After landing, the panic and the broken shoulder blades made him sweat profusely and his scalp numb.

With a pale face, he looked at Jiang Xiaolong in horror.

fear!

Only he who really fought against Jiang Xiaolong would know what kind of earth-shattering power is hidden in this veiled, young-looking person in front of him.

Kicked the steel plate!

Li Qiang complained in his heart.

Look away.

The person in front of him looked young, and with no blood, he thought he was just a person with a tempered body.

That knows, it's not that the other party's cultivation base is low, but that the other party's cultivation base is stronger than him, and he can't see through it.

"Fuck, with such strength, why do you hide the martial artist's Wei Zhang and pretend to be a pig to eat a tiger?"

He cursed inwardly, thinking that Jiang Xiaolong deliberately hid his martial artist Wei Zhang.

"what!"

"The warrior was knocked out."

"The shoulder blades are all broken."

......

The surrounding warriors were all in a frenzy, watching this scene in awe, looking at Jiang Xiaolong who was harmless to humans and animals in disbelief.

The worst titled martial artist has a strength of more than 2,000 catties.

Such a martial artist, whose bones are so hard, is beyond common sense, but he was suddenly hit and his bones were broken.

Among them, many of them were even inferior to Li Qiang, who was knocked out.

Li Qiang is so unbearable, they don't need to say more.

"Small punishment, big commandment, you should be glad this is in the city!"

The implication is that if you are in a place outside the city where there is no law, you are already dead.

Jiang Xiaolong spoke in a cold voice, like a real stare, causing the cold sweat on Li Qiang's head to burst out, and nodded desperately.

"What a young man!"

As soon as Jiang Xiaolong's voice came out, the hearts of the surrounding warriors shook again.

A person with such terrifying strength has such a young voice, it sounds like he is only seventeen or eighteen years old.

Compared with him, the 20-year-old martial artist from before was a waste.

Because no one among them could see the depth of the veiled young man in front of him.

"Thank you for your mercy."

Li Qiang nodded gratefully, relieved in his heart, and did not dare to continue provocation.

Continuing to provoke, the unknown master in front of him killed him and no one gave him a head start.

Because the person in front of him may be a titled grandmaster.

Grandmaster!

Thinking of these two words, Li Qiang's heart trembled, as if these two words were as heavy as ten thousand pounds.

The master cannot be humiliated!

This is an iron law, provoking a master master to be killed can only be deserved.

If the master wants to kill him, it will not be more difficult than squeezing an ant.

ps: Today's tenth update, please take a look at various data. *