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The city of Tianshui.

After Ning Chuan left the stone building, he continued to look for the score card in the city according to the prompts of the three-dimensional map.

Because the circle had not yet shrunk, the candidates in the city were sparsely distributed and difficult to meet.

Until the evening, Ning Chuan had not met ten candidates.

These people, regardless of their strength, were all crushed by his physical strength.

No one was an exception.

Among them, the strongest candidate was a second-grade warrior, but he was still defeated. He couldn't even hold on for ten moves, and was forced out of the shield by Ning Chuan's split kick.

Under the impact of these scenes, the barrage in Ning Chuan's live broadcast room was like a flood, surging.

"I'm so numb. It turns out that one force can defeat ten skills!"

"The teacher in our school said that the punching force of the King Body should be 18 tons, comparable to that of a third-grade warrior!"

"Damn! Punching force is measured in tons!"

Many viewers were shocked.

You know, the punching force of a normal awakening ninth stage peak is only about 3000kg.

A very small number of geniuses who practice S-level breathing can reach 5000kg, which is much higher than ordinary people.

But, it is far from being comparable to Ning Chuan.

They are not in the same league at all.

"Eternal Night King Body, this name is really appropriate. Ning Chuan will become the eternal night of countless geniuses in the Federation. Under his oppression, there is no light of hope!"

A message was sent out, which attracted many people to echo.

However, there were also many rebuttal messages.

"What's there to brag about? I can do this even after awakening this physique!"

"That's right, I just rely on my talent to suppress others!"

"Ningchuan is just lucky and happened to awaken the King Body. His martial arts level must be very poor, so he still dares not use it!"

Some jealous viewers mocked.

They were very upset, why it wasn't them who awakened the King Body.

"Don't just talk, drink some old vinegar to relieve the sourness!"

"So what if I'm sour, what's wrong with that? Ningchuan just suppresses others with force. For this kind of thing, you just need hands!"

"You are so arrogant. Although Ningchuan didn't use martial arts, the fighting level he showed was extraordinary and absolutely top-notch!"

An audience with deep martial arts attainments spoke in dissatisfaction, thinking that these people were maliciously slandering.

"What's the combat level? Martial arts is the real skill!"

"The martial arts exam has just started. Later, any third-grade warrior can defeat Wang Ti miserably!"

"It's ridiculous. If you don't like Wang Ti, just leave!"

"They won't leave. These people are mentally twisted. It's like they like to see others show off their wealth, but secretly, they wish the tax bureau would come to seal up those who show off their wealth!"

The two sides kept arguing, and neither of them was convinced. One message after another made the popularity of Ningchuan's live broadcast room rise rapidly.

Those viewers who knew Ningchuan's martial arts realm did not participate in it.

Prepare snacks one by one and wait for the show to start.

...

The setting sun kept falling into the land in the west.

The afterglow was like blood.

Above the ruins of a pile of rubble, a tall figure stood, with an upright figure and a cold face. It was Ningchuan!

At this moment, he looked down and said nothing.

"Big... Boss, I was wrong. I'll give you the score card. Please let me out!"

A dull voice with a hint of fear came from the tight gap of the ruins.

"Spare me! I can't breathe. The oxygen inside is running out!"

"Boss, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have threatened to teach you a lesson. I really realize my mistakes!"

Ning Chuan was unmoved and let his voice gradually weaken.

After a while, he jumped off the ruins and kicked it out with a bang, shaking it open.

The exposed ground had a pit in the middle.

A candidate quickly poked his head out of it, gasping for breath, and looked at Ning Chuan with fear and horror.

The opponent's fighting style was too violent.

With the power of fists and feet alone, a stone building collapsed and buried him.

If the watch hadn't activated the light shield to protect him, he would have turned into a pool of mud.

"Boss, here are all my three score cards, all for you!"

The examinee trembled and handed over the score cards with both hands. After seeing Ning Chuan accept it, he turned around and ran out of Tianshui City, ignoring his disordered breath.

He was really scared!

Ning Chuan no longer paid attention to this man, opened the three-dimensional map of Tianshui City, and looked for the location of the next score card.

"Huh?!"

Ning Chuan raised his eyebrows slightly and noticed that the red circle had shrunk by half.

At this moment, he was outside the circle, not close.

No

However, Ning Chuan was not in a hurry. He looked away and continued to look for places in the city that were glowing green.

After the red circle was reduced, entering the circle within twelve hours would be considered a success.

There was enough time.

The current priority was to find the score card.

"After the red circle was reduced, some new places with green light were added in the city, and the brightness was higher than before."

Ning Chuan thought to himself.

In this way, if candidates want to get high scores, they must fight for score cards.

If they just hide, they won't get many points.

"This place is not bad!"

Suddenly, Ning Chuan's eyes lit up, and he found a forest on the three-dimensional map, glowing with dazzling green light.

"The number on the score card should be 10,000!"

Ning Chuan said secretly.

In this day, he found more than ten score cards, and had some experience in judging the brightness and score.

Bang!

Ning Chuan exerted force on his feet, and his step was nearly 100 meters.

Soon, he arrived at the forest.

Because it has been growing for thousands of years, the trees are lush and at least 100 meters high.

The three-dimensional map only shows an area with green light, and there is no specific location of the score card. Ning Chuan looked around but didn't find it.

After a moment of hesitation, Ning Chuan climbed a tower and overlooked the woods.

"There!"

Soon, Ning Chuan's eyes focused and saw the score card.

It was placed above a bush.

But at this time, not far away, a girl came straight over, with red lips and white teeth, pretty appearance, holding a war bow in her hand, obviously also coming for the score card.

"The score card with a value of 11,000!"

Feng Lingyi's beautiful eyes were filled with joy. This score card alone had more points than she had earned in a day. If she could come a few more times, she might have a chance to hit the top ten.

Feng Lingyi reached out to pick up the score card.

The next moment, a cold voice sounded from the sky and reached her ears.

"If you can, don't move."

Hearing this, Feng Lingyi was startled. While picking up the score card, she turned around and looked in the direction of the voice.

Only in the tower not far away, a stern young man with his hands behind his back was looking down at her.

I have to say, he looks very handsome.

Just a pair of dark eyes, too cold, without any emotional ups and downs.

Feng Lingyi's drone captured this scene.

"Haha, this boy is so cold!"

"He is about to die, Feng Lingyi is a third-grade warrior, and he can be shot down with one arrow!"

"It's ridiculous, who does he think he is, dare to talk like this!"

Feng Lingyi's personal live broadcast room has hundreds of thousands of viewers.

Barrages one after another.

The woods.

Feng Lingyi found out Ning Chuan's realm, and felt relieved. He raised the score card in his hand and said jokingly: "Don't brag. If you want it, come and get it yourself!"

"Okay."

A cold voice sounded.

Amid many shocked eyes, Ning Chuan, who was standing on the tower, jumped down calmly.

Woo!

The wind was howling, and under the pull of gravity, Ning Chuan fell freely.

His speed was getting faster and faster.

His black hair was flying.

However, his cold face was as calm as ice, without any waves.

Countless spectators were stunned.

The tree where Ning Chuan was was more than 200 meters away.

This height was not low, and a formal warrior could only withstand it by using the Force to buffer, otherwise he would at least be seriously injured.

But the problem was.

There was no light of the Force on the young man,

The next moment, Ning Chuan landed, and everyone knew the answer.

The young man stood on the ground. Apart from his flying black hair, he had no injuries at all. He just bent his knees slightly to relieve all the force of falling.

He stood up, very calmly, and took a step towards the direction where Feng Lingyi was.