Godly Talent Duplicate System

Thousands of students in Tianmen heard this, and they all trembled with excitement as if they were beaten with blood.

Yes, even if you are covered in iron, you can stick a few nails!

Thinking of this, a confident look appeared on their faces.

"Where's Chuanning?"

Ye Chen thought that Chuan Ning was the leader of Tianmen, so he still had to come out, and they had an equal dialogue.

"Our leader is in retreat!"

All the students of Tianmen thought that Ye Chen was afraid. In addition to being full of confidence, their faces also showed a strong sense of pride.

Ye Chen thought to himself that since Chuan Ning was in retreat, he had to solve it by himself.

The martial arts academy allows students to fight, but it cannot cause death or disability.

Some old students who do not belong to Tianmen, their faces are all wonderful to the extreme, thinking that Ye Meng and Tianmen will collide, it will be very exciting.

"So, you guys who beat people can stand up now."

Ye Chen said slowly.

"Come out, can you still eat us?"

With that said, a dozen old students came out.

They think that with Tianmen as their strong backing, they are not afraid of anything.

Ye Chen's face was as silent as water, and he looked at the dozen or so old students in front of him.

"Yellow-level talent."

"Yellow-level talent."

"Yellow-level talent."

All yellow-level talents, although yellow-level talents are considered heaven-defying cultivation talents in the eyes of many people, but in front of Ye Chen, they are insignificant.

More than a dozen old students all looked at Ye Chen sarcastically, they knew that Ye Chen would never dare to do anything to them.

"Give you a chance to slap yourself a hundred times." Ye Chen said slowly to the dozen or so old students in front of him.

What?

The dozen or so old students were shocked, and naturally they did not expect Ye Chen to say such a thing.

Not only them, all the old students in the square were shocked.

Slap yourself... a hundred slaps?

Is this still a chance?

"Ye Chen, don't you think you are too arrogant?"

One of the dozen old students stared at Ye Chen and said.

"Is it?"

The corners of Ye Chen's mouth rose slightly, drawing a sinister smile.

Suddenly, he moved.

The eight-star war king has the terrifying combat power of the ten-star war king, and his speed is fast, but he is in front of the talkative old man in an instant.

He raised his palm and slapped it down.

Snapped!

This slap was heard clearly by the students in the entire square.

The old student who was beaten flew out and fell heavily on the ground.

He was stunned!

After a few seconds, the old student felt a burning pain. He touched his face, but his face was swollen like a pig's head.

Ah ah ah!

The old man screamed loudly.

This……

Only then did the dozen or so old students beside Ye Chen react, and they were all ready to fight against Ye Chen.

It's just, how are they Ye Chen's opponents?

Immediately, the faces of more than a dozen old students were all hit hard, just because Ye Chen slapped each of them in the face.

Like the old students who were beaten just now, they all flew out and fell to the ground, screaming loudly.

Quiet, silent, the needle drop can be heard.

All the students in the square opened their eyes a little bit wider than usual. Ye Chen's speed was too fast.

It's almost even there... afterimages!

After a long time, the students in the square came back to their senses. They looked at this mountain in amazement that the younger generation of Angry Haidi could not cross.

(To be continued)