Peerless Divine Emperor

Chapter 39—Go home and go to eat milk.

Jing Yunqi said that he was confident, but the people around him were even more laughter.

They all seem to hear the best laughter in the whole world.

"In my opinion, let him give it a try and let him know how big the gap between the pulse and the martial arts."

"I don't want to go back to the south wall. This kid is really awkward."

"If you don't, then I'm afraid it won't be so stupid. I ran to the Great Wilderness."

In the voice of the public, the old man was also slightly wrinkled, and apparently felt that Jing Yun was wasting his time, but in the end he nodded and said: "Yes, since you want to give it a try, then try Give it a try."

"Thank you."

Jing Yunyi arched his hand and then walked to the force column in the gaze of the crowd.

"This kid is at most ninety."

"More than one hundred of my Danba names will be reversed."

Jing Yunyi did not care.

In order to enter the top five, it is necessary to play more than three hundred and sixty strengths. Jingyun’s emperor’s body has reached a small environment, and the strength of the fist is far superior to that of ordinary people, plus he is not high in martial arts. However, the combat effectiveness is extremely strong, and entering the top five should not be a problem.

"boom."

It’s like a punch.

Under this punch, the numbers on the force column jumped wildly.

Ten cattle!

Twenty cattle!

Fifty cattle!

One hundred cattle!

However, in an instant, it was more than a hundred bulls. At this time, everyone did not have the mind to control whether the person named Danba had reversed his name and read it as a king. They looked at each other with their eyes still staring. The number on the force column, because the number above is still jumping fast, there is no sign of stopping.

This made the crowd violent.

In general, it is impossible to be stronger than the power of the nine-strong warrior.

One hundred and ten cattle.

One hundred and fifty bulls.

Two hundred cattle.

When two hundred bulls are beating, everyone is stunned, which is beyond the scope of the martial arts they understand.

"This kid must have become a powerful body."

Someone explained this.

The rest of the people nodded.

But the next scene, but they are more speechless, almost sluggish.

Because the number on the force-measuring column has directly broken through the mark of three hundred bulls, this can be done at least by the three-armed martial arts.

"What, the numbers are still beating, my God, is this world crazy?"

Someone was shocked.

Everyone once again fell on the dynamometer, and the same was a horror.

Three hundred and ten cattle.

Three hundred and thirty bulls.

Three hundred and sixty cattle.

All of a sudden, the number reached the point where it was equal to the previous fifth place.

Everyone is dumbfounded.

What makes them more unacceptable is that the numbers are still beating, and they are still in the forefront. In the end, even the fourth place has surpassed, and they have steadily jumped to 390 hp to stop.

But this number is enough to make it crash.

Three hundred and ninety cattle, occupying the fourth place.

"Is this kid really just a nine-wheeled warrior? When can the chakras have such power? Even if you cultivate a strong forging method, you can't be so unrealistic?"

"This must be fake, either it is my eye, or the force column is broken."

"Yes, it is definitely the force column is broken. Otherwise, how can this kid have this power?"

No one can accept this fact, so after one person said that the force column may be broken, they all agree with this statement.

In fact, the 390-cent force is really not the real power of Jingyun. If it is not intentionally hidden, when the number jumps to 390, the Jingyun 霄 quickly removes the strength of the hand, Jingyun is confident. Your own strength can be rushed to the first.

But doing that doesn't make much sense, but it will also attract the attention of some unscrupulous people. This is not what Jingyun hopes.

"I will try it, I will not believe it."

A double-armed martial artist who did not believe in the facts immediately rushed to the front of the force-measuring column and punched the test column.

Two hundred cattle.

no problem.

"Impossible, I will give it a try."

A three-armed warrior in the Qiwu situation also jumped out. After some tests, the result was three hundred and ten.

Still no problem.

At this moment, the rest of the people are reluctant to accept the fact that Jing Yunzhen has played 380,000, and I am afraid I have to accept it.

"Haha, it really is that people can't look at each other, and the sea can't fight."

The old man started to be a glimpse, but he soon returned to the world and laughed. Then he said to Jingyun: "This little brother, I used to be a bad eye, I still look forward to you. do not mind."

Jing Yun smiled and shook his head: "Predecessors, the kid should be able to pick up the task now?"

The old man nodded and was about to announce the result, but at this moment, a loud noise suddenly sounded outside the crowd: "Wait a minute."

This voice, Jingyun is slightly familiar, seems to have heard it before.

However, when the crowd had a high and a short, and a fat and thin figure came out, Jing Yunzhen immediately recognized it. These two people are not others. It is the tall thin and short fat man who wanted to sneak a sneak peek. .

I didn't expect that the road was narrow, and the two men even came here.

"Slim brother, the little beast is actually here, it’s really hard to get through the iron shoes."

The short fat man saw Jing Yunxiao at a glance, pointing at the nose of Jing Yunxiao.

The tall thin man also looked at Jing Yunzhen, his eyes filled with a fierce, seemingly said, stinky boy, you are dead this time.

For these two people, Jing Yunzhen is like watching a cat and a dog, completely do not care.

This is undoubtedly more irritating to the tall and thin guys.

But at this time, the old man was directed at two people: "Two brothers, do you want to participate in the test?"

The tall thin man temporarily put down the competition with Jingyun, and turned to the old man: "Of course. Our two brothers are doing nothing, if we let this task, at least than some of the waste of the pulse too much."

The chaotic waste boy in his mouth is undoubtedly a Jingyun, because everyone here, Jingyun, is a chakra.

The old man smiled and knew that Jing Yunyi and the two men were not right, but he didn't care, but pointed to the force test column: "If that's the case, then ask the two brothers to test it. If you can Enter the top five, this task can be handed over to you."

"Okay." The tall thin man first came out, but when passing by Jing Yunyi, he deliberately asked: "Predecessors, do not know the test results of this kid?"

The old man smiled lightly: "Three hundred and ninety cattle, ranking fourth."

"what?"

The high-thin child was shocked. He thought that Jing Yunyi would have a maximum of one or two hundred cows, but he did not expect to be able to play 380, but although he was surprised, he did not show it. This time, he deliberately asked. He just turned it around to humiliate Jing Yun, and immediately said: "Oh, it really is a waste, not even four hundred bulls, dare to stand out to the ocean? Or go home and go to eat milk."

After that, the tall thin man punched the test force column with confidence.