Resurrection Of Spiritual Qi: The Opening Crit Gene Attribute!

"Let's take a look. I don't know about his situation either, but during this period of time, we didn't expect any of the things he did. Maybe it's really possible?

Li Chuanlou looked thoughtfully at the figures in the middle of the stadium.

In fact, he also has some doubts.

There are 67 late-gold warriors, including two Dzogchen warriors. Even if they are half-step warriors, if they are a little careless, they may be beaten up.

What's more, Wang Qi is not a half-step martial artist yet.

However, Wang Qi said so, it is definitely not for nothing.

The 65 warriors in the late golden stage were also shocked at this moment.

"He wants us to go to bed together, isn't he just kidding us?"

"If we go up together, I'm afraid we'll have to beat him to death!"

"He is too arrogant. A talent value of 100 is great, but if you don't have it, you will go to heaven.

"That's the reason!"

The 65 golden warriors shook their heads, disapproving.

Although the golden warriors in the later stage are far inferior to the golden Dzogchen, the gap is not as big as the sky.

Dozens of people teamed up can still deal with a Dzogchen warrior. Of course, if it is a warrior, let alone dozens, even if there are hundreds, thousands of people are useless. Holy, can be the enemy of a country.

380 Lu Zhongjun said with a smile: "Brother Wang is very arrogant, but you should come one by one."

"That's right! If you want to deal with our 67 warriors together, just pass my test first!"

Crown stepped forward, and he shot.

When he grasped it with his big hand, it seemed like a tiger hunting a sheep, or like a cheetah pouncing on its prey, fast and ruthless, streams of true energy were bubbling at his five fingertips, just looking at it would make people back away step by step, not daring to force it hard. catch.

This claw has already enveloped Wang Qi, and a gust of wind pierced his face, making it painful.

"Hmph, with your strength, you're still playing tricks in front of me?"

Wang Qi sneered, and stood there without dodging. When the opponent's claws came over, he suddenly struck out. It was a simple military punch. The disease came first, and he punched Wang Guan's chest heavily.

Wang Guan let out a muffled snort, and flew upside down, hit the edge of the ring, and fell down.

Wang Qi walked over, stepped on his chest, with a little force, the crown screamed out in pain, and blood bubbles burst out of his mouth.

"Tell me now, do I have the strength to let the 67 of you join forces?"

Wang Qi looked at him condescendingly and said calmly.

"Damn it! You actually defeated me with one move. It's impossible. I was just careless just now. Let me go now, let's fight again!"

Crown roared.

He stared at Wang Qi fiercely.

"Still stubborn, very good. 17

Wang Qi laughed, what! He heard the sound of bones breaking.

Wang Guan let out a violent scream, and became more and more angry: "Just now you caught me by surprise, I was careless, otherwise you would not be my opponent!"

"yes?"

"You still have this kind of thinking, not to mention, you are far from my opponent, even if you lose carelessly, is it still a loss? You think there is a chance to start again, where is there such a thing in this world? good chance."

Wang Qi didn't intend to play another game with the opponent at all.

"Since you are here to challenge me this time, you should naturally think that this is not a child's play. If you want to challenge me, you must be prepared to fail.

Wang Qi stepped on his chest with one foot, and every few words he said, he could hear a broken sternum, which made everyone's hearts feel a little chilled.

"If you don't say yes, then I will trample you to death."

The force under Wang Qi's feet is getting stronger and stronger.

The blood in Wang Guan's mouth also spit out more and more.

He knew that if he continued like this, he might really die here.

Shouted: "Yes! Yes! You have the strength to let us join hands! Let go! I'm going to die!"

"So you still want to live.

Only then did Wang Qi nod his head in satisfaction, and put his feet away.

He continued: "Wait here for me now, don't get up, and keep your eyes open to see how I hit them."

Wang Qi is also very clear in his heart (aefi).

These people come to challenge themselves, just to defeat themselves, then gain momentum, and then achieve themselves.

How dare these people draw attention to themselves.

Naturally, they can't let them have a good time.

Constantly hit them physically, but also psychologically.

People who come this time, don't try to make a breakthrough again.

"you!"

Wang Guan was about to stand up, but when he heard his words, he almost spit out another mouthful of blood.

Not allowed to get up?

Just let me walk here?

Do you want to be so rude?

But thinking about it, the other party really didn't show mercy to him just now.

Forget it anyway.

The crown obediently lay on the ground.

Wang Qi faced the remaining 66 people, clapped his hands, and said: "Did you hear that? What Wang Guan said just now is very clear. Only by joining forces can you have a slight chance of defeating me. I have to give you this chance. Now let's go!" Let's do it.

What did the crown say?

Didn't you force people to speak out?

The remaining 66 people muttered something in their hearts, but they were also a little shocked.

Wang Guan's strength is not weak, and he is very close to the half-step Martial Saint. Even if he was just careless, it is impossible to lose without a chance to react.

What problem does this indicate?

Even if Wang Qi is really not as good as Wang Guan, but it is not much worse, anyway, the strength is definitely stronger than most of them!

But team up...

"If you want us to join forces, let's go through my level first."

At this time, Lu Zhongjun came out step by step, looking calm and relaxed. He glanced at the crown lying obediently on the ground, and smiled: "Brother Wang, it seems that you lost the challenge today. It's a pity. It is impossible to become a half-step martial saint."

He shook his head and sighed.

"..."

When Wang Guan, who was lying on the ground, heard this sentence, he was about to curse.

Put salt in the wound.

Give me another knife?

Wang Guan was furious.

But just now he said a word, and it overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

The rest of the words are only held in my heart.

Just staring at each other bitterly.

His heart hurts too!

Before, he had challenged quite a few Heaven's Chosen Ones, and he had never been defeated.

But this time, it fell short.

In the future, if you want to break through and become a half-step martial saint, indeed, it is basically impossible.

"Damn it!"

Wang Guan's heart bleeds.

After Lu Zhongjun gave Wang Guan a knife, at this time he looked at Wang Qi, snapped his fingers, and smiled: "Wang Qi, your strength is indeed quite powerful, but it's not all that terrifying. But I don’t know how to do it, you should come and compare with me before you talk.”

He didn't care about the way Wang Guan was lying on the ground and his eyes were spitting fire, facing Wang Qi, his heart was secretly vigilant.

The state of mind is not as relaxed as it appears on the surface. .