Gao Wu: Unlimited avatars, start to kill S alien beasts

After

retracing his memory, Qin Ze couldn't help but get goosebumps.

What kind of unfathomable ability is this?

Completely erase a person without leaving a trace, and then become him again.

Whether in appearance or temperament, the two are almost identical.

Even if it is a mother, it is difficult to tell.

Fortunately, the doppelganger and Qin Ze share memories, otherwise it would be difficult for Qin Ze to distinguish the authenticity.

"Big guts! Dare to kill our people?

"Let His Holiness and Devouring Brother take his brothers and rush him."

"Save it, they went to not enough for people to stew."

"Is that mirror his innate ability? It's so pressing.

"One thing to say, indeed."

"I came for Brother Biao, I guess I want to find the key."

"What exactly does this key open?"

"The devil knows."

"Laugh to death, this funny is more seamless than thinking that he is disguised, but he can't join our local area network."

"...,"

the doppelgangers chattered non-stop.

Although I don't know how the other party discovered the disguise of the doppelganger beggar, since he has already come to the door, he can no longer be so passive.

Fortunately, the other party does not seem to have further clues, otherwise he would not replace the identity.

"Since you like to be a beggar, let you be."

Qin Ze decided to respond to all changes unchanged for the time being.

The doppelgangers who were still outside all went home.

The wind is tight.

Qin Ze peeled off his collar and looked at the lifelike tree on his chest.

What is it that makes so many people flock to it?

So many people want it, it must be a baby.

I don't know what the key is for, but I definitely can't do without.

Qin Ze yawned.

I have been practicing for an hour today, and I have really worked hard for myself.

"Sleep."

Qin Ze lay down and covered himself with a small quilt.

Then he instructed the doppelgangers:

"Don't sleep, work hard to cultivate, how can you sleep at your age."

All the doppelgangers: "Qin Ze, am I beautiful!" "

......

The school was cleaned in the morning in preparation for the arrival of the executive officer in the afternoon.

The students were also very interested and wanted to see the demeanor of the executive.

It was a legendary high-level warrior who could only be seen on TV or on the Internet on weekdays.

Although I can't figure out why this small temple in Jiangcheng would usher in such a big god, the happiness is over.

"Welcome to our school!"

In the afternoon, Qin Ze's grade was in the training ground at the same time, and the principal came over with a large number of people.

At the head is the big handsome who has been seen in the surveillance screen, and the protagonist of today's inspection - the executive.

Behind him were the city lord of Jiangcheng, the commander of the city defense army, various commissioners, all the judges of the law enforcement department, and a team of law enforcement.

Qin Ze also saw No. 3.

The goods greeted him with a squeeze of eyebrows in the crowd.

I don't know what wind is pumping.

"Lord Executive, these are all the students of our school who took the martial arts examination this year."

The principal gave everyone a look of their eyes, and the students applauded warmly according to the previous rehearsal.

Da Shuaibi looked around and said lightly: "The students of your school are full of spirit."

The principal on the side laughed and said, "It's not all because I heard that Lord Executive is coming today, so everyone became excited and excited." "

Da Shuaibi: "Jiangcheng people Jie Di Ling, once also the city of the eighth-level sword king.

"Let me see how the descendants of Jiangcheng are doing."

The principal understood what Shuaibi meant.

Immediately let Fang Songhua, who had been arranged a long time ago, show it.

Originally, he was a top student with good family conditions, and during this period of time, under the bitter (gathering) cultivation (qi) and refining (dan), the average qi and blood reached eight hundred.

It is equivalent to a level 0.8 martial artist.

At this age, this level, even if you look at Wuda, it is quite an explosive existence.

Several people practiced against each other, and the big marshal was more interested than lacking.

"Lin Zhiyuan, you come to show your innate ability to Lord Executive."

The principal had been secretly observing the face of the big handsome.

Seeing that he was not interested in the children's fighting, he immediately thought of the only fat man in the whole school who awakened his natural ability.

The fat man who was named walked up.

Concentrate and prepare to use your abilities.

"Huh-" The

fat man shouted, and his body suddenly teleported forward by five and a half centimeters.

Yes!

Since the last time at the Montenegrin Institute, the fat man has improved again.

The scene is a little awkward.

The principal didn't expect to be so embarrassed, so he could only take the lead in applauding.

The accompanying warriors all gave face and simply praised.

Da Shuaibi was interested.

"How much spiritual power is there now?"

The fat man replied: "0.3 stone." "

Stone is a unit for measuring spiritual power.

To put it simply, if you can move a standard measuring stone with spiritual power, your spiritual power will reach one stone.

"Your natural ability has a lot of potential to develop, it is useful in actual combat, and you can often win surprisingly. Receiving

personal praise from the executive, the fat man straightened his chest like a proud big rooster.

"By the way, I heard that there is a student in your school who has cultivated the Reverse Fate Technique to a level of perfection, I don't know which one?" Dashuaibi asked.

"Qin Ze, you come out, Lord Executive wants to see your rebellion technique." The headmaster said.

He had a little impression of Qin Ze.

After all, there are too few students in high school who can cultivate the art of rebellion to this level.

Once he also had high hopes for Qin Ze.

However, when the qi and blood test, Qin Ze's qi and blood value was too ordinary, and the principal forgot about this person.

Qin Ze came to the front of the Great Shuai Bi a little apprehensively.

This was the first time he had faced a high-level martial artist.

The breath on the other party's body is kind, making people like a spring breeze, and there is no coercion of the strong as imagined.

"You seem to be a little afraid of me." The big handsome man groaned with a smile.

"It's the first time I've seen a high-level martial artist, and I'm very nervous." Qin Ze explained.

Da Shuai Bi looked directly into Qin Ze's eyes, and his smile slowly disappeared.

"First meeting?"

"Your reaction doesn't quite feel like meeting me for the first time."

Qin Ze's heart instantly hung up.

Is the intuition of a high-level martial artist so sharp?

Dangerous! Dangerous! Dangerous!

"Hahaha!"

"Who's amusing you, and lo and behold."

Da Shuaibi suddenly laughed.

"Don't say, your reaction is quite cute, like a small mochi."

The corners of Qin Ze's mouth were a little stiff.

I don't know if I should laugh or laugh.

"Let me see your rebellion."

Qin Ze shook his arms.

Snap -

a burst in the body.

Eighty acupuncture points were rushed away by qi and blood one after another.

However, Qin Ze deliberately controlled the qi and blood value to the early seven hundreds.

"It's pretty good, you have a chance to become the next sword king in Jiangcheng."

The big handsome nodded in satisfaction and gave a high evaluation.

The Sword King is the only eighth-level martial artist currently coming out of Jiang Cheng.

It is the pride of the people of Jiangcheng.

Qin Ze: "My qualifications are mediocre, where can I be compared with Lord Dao King." After

the display, Qin Ze was about to return to the team, when Da Shuaibi suddenly stopped him.

"What's that thing you're wearing on your wrist?"