Gou becomes a boss in the fairy world.

Chapter 938



Chapter 938

Chapter 938

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Neither the round-faced Baihu, Chen Baihu, Xu Zongqi, nor Pang Tai could believe this fact.

There are hundreds of millions of warriors in the world, and those who can achieve the fifth rank of Wuzong are all talented people.

But relying solely on talent is not enough. Without a strong will, a massive investment of resources, and hard work day and night, it is almost impossible to break through the gap between the fourth level and the fifth level.

Throughout the ages, an unknown number of warriors have been stuck in front of this checkpoint, unable to rise again until the exhaustion of energy and blood.

The round-faced Baihu and Chen Baihu are both Tier [-] fighters, they are not very old, and they are far from being exhausted. In theory, they have a chance to be promoted to Tier [-].

But the two of them knew very well that unless there was a once-in-a-lifetime chance, such as falling off a cliff and eating the vermilion fruit of ten thousand years, there was absolutely no possibility of breaking through to the fifth level.

And now a 16-year-old boy stood in front of them, exuding the mighty aura of a fifth-rank Martial Ancestor, the shock it brought them can be imagined.

"You, what kind of tricks are you using!"

Xu Zongqi's face was flushed with suffocation, and with strong unwillingness and panic, he squeezed out a word from between his teeth.

At this time, there was still a trace of luck in his heart. Maybe Wang Chen just used some kind of trick or Taoist talisman to disguise the aura of a fifth-level martial sect!

The young Zongqi, who had come all the way to grab credit, never wanted to believe that Wang Chen was such a genius.

You must know that if Wang Chen is really a fifth-level martial arts sect, let alone his general banner, even if his father Xu Jinghui and Xu Qianhu come forward in person, there is no possibility of taking the military merits by force.

Even if Wang Chen is just a small flag.

Because Xu Jinghui was only at the peak of the fourth-order cultivation base, even if he suddenly got the Universiade and broke through the fifth-order, he still had to be polite to Wang Chen.

In any country, the fifth-rank Martial Ancestor is a master and strong man who is vigorously won over by the imperial court, and it is more than enough to guard a whole house.

The 16-year-old Wu Zong and Emperor Liang are very likely to choose a princess or princess of the right age from the royal family to marry him!

This is the true species of Wusheng!

Xu Zongqi understood the weight of it, so he deceived himself so much.

"Ha ha!"

Wang Chen sneered, and suddenly raised his hand to press down, and the invisible evil spirit in the room suddenly increased sharply.

In a closed space, the coercive effect of exposing energy is the strongest.

When Wang Chen activated the power of the five major evil wheels at the same time, the evil force exerted on the other party and the others increased again. The round-faced Baihu and Chen Baihu who were the first to bear the brunt couldn't bear it anymore, and staggered back involuntarily.

Intuition told the two of them that Wang Chen could suppress them with just one move at this time.

There is no chance of resisting a comeback!

Mr. Xu's performance was even worse. He bent his legs and knelt on the ground. His rather handsome face turned purple and black, and red blood oozed from his mouth and nose.

"Ling Wuzong, don't be impulsive..."

At this time, Pang Tai finally lost his balance, and hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade him: "Everyone is working for the imperial court, we have something to talk about, talk about it!"

The general flag was not targeted by Wang Chen, so he was under the least pressure.

But he was afraid that Wang Chen, who was young and energetic, would shoot the two Baihu and Xu Zongqi to death in a fit of anger, causing things to become unmanageable.

Pang Tai also regretted it very much in his heart. If he had known that Wang Chen had broken through to the fifth level, he would have firmly stood by Wang Chen's side no matter what, even if he would fight against the guard.

It's a pity that it's too late to be a fool now!

In a panic, the General Banner used honorifics to Wang Chen, this subordinate.

But no one sees anything wrong with that.

"it is good."

Wang Chen gave Pang Tai face, and instantly withdrew the force he released.

As a result, Chen Baihu and others were all shocked, almost vomiting blood on the spot, and their expressions were extremely ugly.

Because in an instant, their internal and external pressures were out of balance!

This is the gap in realm between Wu Zong and the fifth level.

Wang Chen glanced at Pang Tai, and said calmly: "My lord, for your sake, I don't care about the crimes they committed next, and I will leave the rest of the matter to you."

Pang Tai smiled wryly: "Okay."

What more can he say?

It sounds very funny that two hundred households and one general banner were scolded by a small banner for "the lower one committed the crime of the higher one."

However, if this Xiaoqi is a fifth-rank Martial Sect, then it is very normal.

It should be known that the strong are respected, which is the iron law of this world!

"I just want the result."

After Wang Chen finished speaking, he turned and left without even looking at the ashen-faced Chen Baihu and the others.

The hall of Linjiang Health Center fell into a dead silence.

And Wang Chen, who patted his butt and left, returned to his residence with great peace of mind, and continued to practice the demon-slaying spear technique.

Practicing kung fu and martial arts is really addictive, especially practicing such extremely profound and mysterious skills, so that Wang Chen can glimpse the peak of power in this world, and a little bit of progress can bring great joy and joy.

As for what kind of reaction he made such a big commotion, Wang Chen will not care about it for the time being.

Anyway, if the Fuwei didn't give him a satisfactory explanation, then Wang Chen would go to the Duwei Yamen to ask for an explanation. He didn't believe that as a 16-year-old fifth-rank Wuzong, he couldn't get justice in the Xueyiwei system!

Time passed quickly, and three days passed in a blink of an eye.

This morning, Wang Chen, who was practicing martial arts at home, welcomed three guests.

In addition to Pang Tai, the general banner, Xu Zongqi, who was coaxing to snatch Wang Chen's credit, also followed.

It's just that the young general flag was downcast, with a shriveled look like an eggplant beaten by frost, and he was ashamed to see Wang Chen.

And the third is undoubtedly the rightful owner.

The other party was 50 to [-] years old, wearing a black and blue flying fish suit, and his appearance was six to seven points similar to Xu Zongqi.

Not only is the color of the flying fish suit worn by this man different from that of Wang Chen and Pang Tai, but the embroidered flying fish on it has double horns, clearly marking his official rank.

Blood Yiwei Qianhu, a military officer of the fifth rank!

"Xu Jinghui, the guard in the lower mansion, met Ling Wuzong!"

I saw the other party cupping his fists and saluting, and said politely: "I'm sorry for visiting you today."

Slapped the son and came the father!

Wang Chen smiled slightly: "It turns out that Lord Qianhu is here, please sit inside."

Judging by the appearance of the other party, it is obvious that they are not looking for trouble.

Just as it doesn't matter if you reach out and don't hit the smiling face, Wang Chen is also willing to listen to what this Qianhu wants to say.

He invited the three of them into the living room, and then said, "I'm the only one at home, and I didn't prepare any tea..."

"Your Excellency, you are welcome."

Xu Jinghui waved his hand quickly, then turned his face and yelled at Mr. Xu standing beside him, "Nizi, why don't you apologize to Wuzong Ling immediately!"

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The first one is sent.

(End of this chapter)


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