Fusion Computer: My Skills Are Not Serious

Song Wenwen's plan requires the cooperation of many other sophomore veterans.

It can't be done by him alone.

They want to put on a big show and give a good lesson to the freshmen.

Even Jin Zizai and the others don't know about Song Wenwen's plan.

Therefore, he first went to discuss with them.

It didn't take long, Song Wenwen took Yang Jingna to find the other freshmen.

When Yang Jingna saw clearly the miserable appearance of other freshman students, she suddenly felt very lucky.

The way she looked at Song Wenwen was also full of gratitude.

Not only did Song Wenwen not use this method to torture her, on the contrary, he also taught her a lot.

"Boss, are you going to make a move next?" After Yang Jingna left, Jin Zizai hurried forward and asked.

What they will be able to come up with has already been tested on this group of rookies in the freshman year.

It's interesting though.

However, after a long time, I also feel a little tired.

So, they wanted to know what Song Wenwen's plan was.

"I'm going to play around, let's do this first... then this..."

Song Wenwen talked about his plan in detail with Jin Zizai and the others, and then asked them to pass it on to other sophomore students, and then cooperated.

After hearing Song Wenwen's plan, Jin Zizai's eyes lit up.

"Boss, as expected of you!"

"If you want to say dirty, you are still dirty!" Jin Zizai said sincerely.

The idea they thought of before was to physically torture these freshman rookies.

And Song Wenwen's idea will make these people happy.

"Go and inform other students, this is just the beginning."

When Song Wenwen said this, he showed a cruel smile.

Jin Zizai and Huang Tianba looked at each other and left.

About half an hour later, Jin Zizai and the others came to many detained freshmen.

"Next, let's play something new. It's not interesting to let you fight each other all the time."

"Let's go truth or dare!"

"Those who lose, choose their own punishment!"

"Next, we..."

When Jin Zizai said this, an extremely violent aura suddenly appeared in the Xumi illusion.

In an instant, this breath spread throughout the entire Xumi Huan

The realm enveloped everyone in the Sumeru Illusion.

Under this extremely powerful aura, no matter whether it was a freshman or a sophomore, they were all trembling.

They feel that they are very small.

Like a small sailboat floating in the sea.

As long as a huge wave is photographed, the small sailboat will be torn apart.

"Hahaha... I didn't expect that, I'm still alive."

"The bastards of Nantangtian, kill my eight billion compatriots in Youmingtian, I will definitely make your life worse than death."

At this moment, a burly man descended from the sky and looked at the crowd in the sky.

"No, it's Wutian Mingjun from Youmingtian!"

"Protect the younger brothers and younger sisters!"

At this time, Song Wenwen hurriedly shouted at Jin Zizai and the others.

After shouting, with a movement of his body, he flew towards the Wutian Mingjun in the sky.

Jin Zizai and the others also changed their expressions, and then hurriedly said to the many freshmen in the freshman year.

"Run, hurry up!"

Seeing this scene, many freshmen in the first year were frightened.

They are not like many sophomore students who have participated in the battle with Nether Sky before.

Ninety-nine percent of them are a group of flowers in a greenhouse.

Although the talent is not weak, but the strength is low.

Not to mention experiencing life and death, even serious battles, I have never participated in it.

However, they have heard of the name Wutian Mingjun, who is a saint of the Nether Heaven.

So, they hurriedly fled to the distance.

"Want to go? I won't let you go, who can go?"

Seeing this scene, Wutian Mingjun roared loudly.

At the same time, he made a lifting motion with both hands.

In the next second, a series of earth walls with a height of tens of meters rose above the ground.

These earthen walls are like a cage, enclosing many freshman and sophomore students in it.

"None of you want to live, I will torture you to death one by one."

"Come to comfort the eight billion sons who passed away in Youmingtian." Wutian Mingjun said in a cruel tone.

"With me here, you can't succeed!" Song Wenwen said loudly at this time.

"Hahaha... you want to stop me?"

"I will kill you as easily as killing a chicken!"

As Wutian Mingjun said, he punched Song Wenwen.

Suddenly, a huge fist came towards Song Wenwen.

Song Wenwen hastily mobilized all his strength to resist this punch.

However, there is a huge difference in strength between the Holy Venerable Realm and the King Realm.

The attack launched by Song Wenwen did not stop the punch at all.

"puff!"

The next moment, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and then flew upside down, falling in front of many first-year students.

For a moment, his face became extremely pale.

"Boss!"

"Senior!"

Seeing this scene, Jin Zizai and many other freshmen shouted loudly.

Song Wenwen is the strongest among them, already in the realm of kings.

Unexpectedly, he was so vulnerable in front of Wutian Mingjun.

With just one punch, he was seriously injured.

Song Wenwen who fell on the ground smashed a big hole in the ground.

He crawled out of the pit with all his strength, and then shouted at Jin Zizai:

"Xiaojin, hurry up and take the juniors away!"

After he finished speaking, he endured the wounds on his body and rushed towards Wutian Mingjun again.

"Let's go, let's go, we can't disappoint the boss!" Jin Zizai yelled at the freshmen.

"Senior, warm senior is fighting for us, we can't just leave him like this."

"Although we are weak, we are willing to contribute." Yang Jingna stood up and said at this time.

"Yes, we must not leave Senior Nuan alone."

"We are not afraid of death!"

"It's a big deal to die with Lord Wutianming."

...

The first-year freshmen are seventeen or eighteen years old, and they still have a certain amount of blood in them.

"Nonsense, relying on your strength, what else can you do if you go up and die?"

"Boss is so desperate, let me take you away, just because he doesn't want you to die here."

"You are alive, everything has hope!"

"Old Huang, quickly break the stone wall!"

Hearing what Jin Zizai said, Huang Tianba moved and jumped high.

"I, Huang Tianba, will not be weaker than others in my life!"

Huang Tianba roared, then raised his fist, and smashed it towards the stone wall that surrounded the crowd.

"boom!"

There was only a bang, and a huge gap appeared in the stone wall surrounding the crowd.

Huang Tianba is already at the Platinum level now, and his attack power is no small matter.