Fusion Computer: My Skills Are Not Serious

Song Wenwen was a little worried about her father.

Because after all, Song Huangquan had only broken through to the Saint Venerable Realm not long ago.

Although he has two kinds of abilities, he is not necessarily the opponent of those veteran saints.

"Can!"

What Song Wenwen didn't expect was that Dongfang Xiao nodded.

Hearing Dongfang Xiao's affirmative answer, Song Wenwen was startled at first, and then a smile appeared on his face.

To be honest, he originally thought that the two were fighting fairly and would never allow others to intervene.

Unexpectedly, it was possible.

"In Hengjue City, military exploits are everything, and this is actually just a superficial rule."

"The more military exploits you have, the more respected you are."

"But in fact, ability is king."

"There are many kinds of abilities."

"One's own strength is a kind of ability, and one's own network is also a kind of ability."

"If you can get to know a lot of people with extremely high medals, you can also walk sideways."

"Because, being able to get acquainted with people with higher medals is also an ability."

"Like this situation."

"When two people fight, even if one side loses, there is still a chance to come back."

"Because it can shake people!"

"The more people who are willing to stand up for you, the more weight you have to speak."

"As long as you have the ability, you can call the city lord."

Hearing what Dongfang said with a smile, Song Wenwen suddenly felt that Hengjue City's regulations were a bit outrageous.

However, he can understand.

Because strangers, or people with a bad relationship, will not stand up for you.

The more people you get to know, the more support you can get when doing things.

Therefore, the right to speak is heavier.

The heavier the right to speak, the greater the success rate in doing things.

This is also why Hengjue City has such a strange rule.

Of course, all of these regulations have a premise.

That is not to betray Nantangtian, nor to betray Hengjue City.

Song Wenwen didn't say anything, but looked at the sky.

At this moment, Song Huangquan was fighting with another unknown saint.

Song Huangquan's opponent was the veteran Shengzun, so he played up his spirits.

I saw him manipulating the law of hell with one hand, and the law of judgment with the other.

With only one rule, he cannot be the opponent of a veteran saint.

Fortunately, he has two.

"Huang Quan, now!"

"Judgment, fall!"

I saw a yellow spring water thousands of meters long coming from

It descended from the sky and went towards the Holy One,

These yellow spring waters have the ability to dissolve all things.

Ordinary supernatural beings will die when touched.

After Huangquan, a series of yellow thunders fell from the sky.

In the end, the two forces actually merged together.

This kind of coercion made Song Huangquan pay special attention to his gaze.

"No wonder you dare to point fingers at me, you actually have two laws!"

"Sure enough, it has some strength!"

"sorrow!"

Song Huangquan's opponent is named Sorrowful Sage.

Above his body, rays of light flowed.

A series of gray halos spread towards the surroundings.

When the attacks of the two sides collided, they exploded like fireworks.

The two retreated several kilometers at the same time.

This blow was a temptation between the two, and it seemed that there was no winner.

With just one move, the two had a general understanding of each other's strength.

They all know that with the strength they have shown, it is not an easy task to decide the outcome in a short period of time.

If the fight continues, the final result may be a loss for both sides.

Sad Lord's expression was not very good at this time.

Because of this battle, if Song Huangquan lost, everything would be easy to talk about.

However, if he loses, then he will lose face.

After all, it wasn't long before Song Huangquan broke through to the Holy One.

He is a person who has been in the holy realm for hundreds of years. If he can't defeat the opponent, it is a joke.

On the contrary, Song Huangquan lost without much loss.

There is no shame in losing to seniors.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly winked at a man who was watching from below.

This is his own younger brother, the Joyful One.

Seeing the big brother's wink, the Joyful Lord came to the opposite of Song Huangquan in a blink of an eye.

"Song Huangquan, do you know how to respect seniors?"

The Joyful Venerable said this just to show his position.

At this time, arguing about right and wrong is meaningless.

No one paid attention to who was right or wrong in this matter.

Song Huangquan's face darkened when he saw the Joyful Lord standing up.

With his strength, at most he can even draw with the Sorrowful Sage.

If the other party joins the Joyful Lord, and if he really makes a move, he will definitely lose.

Now, it's time for him to shake people.

It's just that his strength has developed too fast.

The people who have a good relationship with him are almost all kings.

these people, stand up

It's useless to come.

"Senior, it also depends on whether it is worthy of respect!"

"If it's not worth it, then senior is shit!"

At this moment, a man suddenly appeared beside Song Huangquan and said.

"He is the Holy One of Truth!" Dongfang smiled and introduced to Song Wenwen.

"The seniors don't respect them? What do the seniors pay?"

Soon, another person stood on the side of the mourning sage.

"Does that mean that as long as the seniors have contributed, they can do whatever they want?" At this time, the Space Lord also appeared.

In this way, both sides came and went, and soon, there were five holy venerables on both sides.

Among them, on Song Huangquan's side, besides him, the other four sages of the Dragon Kingdom also appeared.

Including the Star Lord who led Song Wenwen and the others.

"Seniors are seniors. If juniors want to resist seniors, they have to surpass seniors."

Sad Lord, the sixth Holy Lord on their side appeared.

As for Song Huangquan and the others, there was no Holy One anymore.

On Hengjue Mountain, there are still some saints.

But it's clear that they don't intend to join either side.

Only Venerable Xingchen looked at Dongfang and laughed at them.

Seeing Venerable Xingchen's gaze, Song Wenwen sighed.

He had originally thought that after arriving at Nine Layers Pass, he would hug the thigh of his father, the Holy One, and walk sideways. Biqu library

Unexpectedly, on the first day when I first arrived, I had to support my father.

It's okay if my mother is unreliable.

Even my father is not reliable now.

However, he had to stand up.

"I don't agree with this senior's opinion."

"I think that Longxu noodles should be mixed with No. 42 concrete!"

Hearing this sudden voice, everyone turned their eyes to him.

"Dog!" Song Huangquan said in surprise.

He didn't expect that Song Wenwen would come to Nine Levels so quickly.

"When will I wait for the sage to speak, and a king in the realm can also intervene."

"Aren't there any rules in Hengjue City?" The Sad Lord said disdainfully.

He could feel the aura of Song Wenwen, but he was only in the realm of a king.

There are not 100,000 such people in Hengjue City, but there are also 80,000.

He doesn't look at it at all.

"Dao Wuxin, cut off his arm!" Song Wenwen didn't even bother to argue.

As soon as his words fell, a super strong saber energy went towards the mourning sage.

ps: The third chapter is here!