Wu Bei said with a smile: "We want to purchase a batch of advanced warships, starting with five destroyers and two submarines, followed by hundreds of missiles and a hundred fighter planes."
Su Zhenyan said: "Okay, we will discuss this in detail later."
Then he pointed to the United States and said: "The opponent has three demigods. In today's battle, we can test the true strength of the demigods."
Wu Bei: "The strength of the demigods should not reach the level of the Immortal Lord. At most, it will be the level of the Thunder Tribulation True Lord, or even lower."
Speaking of this, he asked: "Vice President Su, what's going on at the North Campus? I heard that there are people from the United States coming to challenge?"
Su Zhenyan: “The entire American army was wiped out.”
Wu Bei was shocked. The strength of this Beiyuan was really terrifying!
Su Zhenyan smiled and said: "Actually, with Longshou's strength, it would be a pity not to be a tutor in the North Campus."
Wu Bei: "Mentor?"
Su Zhenyan: "Yes, only those with extraordinary strength are qualified to become instructors in the martial arts academy. However, the students there are too unnatural, so it is not easy to be an instructor."
Wu Bei became interested: "What are the benefits of being a mentor?"
Su Zhenyan smiled and said: "There are too many benefits. Just the resources of the Martial Arts Academy will make even the major forces in Kunlun jealous."
The two were talking, and from the American side, three demigods arrived. One of them was from Japan. His muscles were extremely developed, and every muscle contained terrifying power, and his eyes were cold.
The Japanese looked at Wu Bei coldly, their eyes full of provocation.
Wu Bei: "This person is very arrogant."
Su Zhenyan: "His name is Kameyama Yuki. He is a master trained by the Japanese chaebol with huge sums of money. He is revered as the King of Fighters in Japan."
Wu Bei sneered: "How dare you call yourself the King of Fighters with someone like this?"
After saying that, he walked to the dressing area at the back, and the three people followed him. When he came out, Wu Bei had changed into one of the others and put on his clothes. The person he was pretending to be was named Yang Zhiqing.
, the master of Xingyi Quan.
He came to Su Zhenyan again and said: "Vice President Su, I will fight the first game."
Su Zhenyan's heart skipped a beat, then he laughed and said, "Wonderful."
At this time, a bald man came out from the United States and said: "Mr. Su, I think it's time to start. In today's game, we will have five rounds, and the team that wins three times will win the game. Moreover, everyone can only participate in
a match."
Su Zhenyan: "No problem."
The bald man waved his hand, and the first person to appear was actually the man with the back of his head. He glanced around, looking for Wu Bei.
At this time, Wu Bei, who transformed into Yang Zhiqing, jumped onto the ring and said: "Yang Zhiqing, please give me some advice."
He frowned slightly and said, "How dare you, a little bastard, challenge me?"
Wu Bei: "Whether it's a small fish or not, you'll know after you kill it."
He snorted from behind, stamped his feet, and rushed towards Wu Bei like a cannonball. The speed and power were terrifying.
Wu Bei put on a posture of changing his posture, and as soon as the opponent got close, he used Beng Fist. Hearing a loud noise, the man with the back of his head was sent flying several meters, and his chest felt tight.
Before he could recover, Wu Bei was like a dragon, circling around him like a ghost, making him unable to catch him.
Wu Bei punched from time to time, and every time he hit, the punch hit his body, and the man on the back felt stinging all over his body, but he couldn't avoid it. He became furious, roared, suddenly jumped up in the air, and then turned around and struck down.
But it was useless. When he jumped up, Wu Bei also jumped on top of him, and then punched him in the top door.
The two men landed on the ring at the same time, Wu Bei's hand pressed on the top of his head. Suddenly, the Dao leaf shook, and the roots of the Dao seed grew wildly. Through Wu Bei's palm, they pierced into the heart of the man with the back head, instantly killing the little golden man.
entangled.
The little golden man had no resistance and was pulled directly into Wu Bei's body. This situation was so sudden that even he was surprised.
And the man with the back of his head who lost his statuette was like a deflated rubber ball, with all his energy and spirit gone, and he collapsed on the ground.
His eyes widened and he shouted unwillingly: "Give me the golden elixir!"
Wu Bei sneered, knocked him unconscious with one palm, and then jumped off the ring.
The bald man from the United States has an ugly face. According to his intelligence, the most difficult person on the Tianlong side is Wu Bei, the leader of the dragon. How can a random person be so powerful?
The man with the back of his head was carried off, and Wu Bei went back to the dressing area. When he came back, he returned to his original appearance.
Arriving in front of the ring, Su Zhenyan smiled and said: "Very good, a good start!"
Wu Bei smiled but said nothing. He was carefully feeling the little golden man in his body. To be precise, it was the Dragon and Tiger Golden Pill!
The medicinal power of this Dragon-Tiger Golden Pill was so overbearing that the man with the back-headed head had no way to absorb its core efficacy. He could only be tempered by the energy field formed by the Golden Pill.
Wu Bei is different. The roots of Taoism directly penetrate into the golden elixir, absorb its core medicinal power, and then transport it to Wu Bei's blood and spiritual collaterals to start tempering his body and martial soul!
He felt extremely comfortable, and within a few minutes his body was filled with terrifying power! He wanted to have a serious fight with someone.
Soon, the second match began, and the Japanese Boxing King, Yuki Kameyama, took the field.
The two sides entered the ring, and Yuki Kameyama took a pill. Suddenly, his aura surged several times, and his skin was covered with dark golden divine patterns!
Obviously, the pills he took increased his strength several times, because his opponent was the strongest Wu Bei.
Kameyama Yuki said coldly: "Suffer death!" After saying that, he rushed over arrogantly.
Little did he know that Wu Bei was in a similar state to him right now. His body was filled with explosive power and he wanted to fight with someone right away.
"boom!"
The fists of both sides collided fiercely. Wu Bei's strength was obviously greater. Kameyama Yuki took several steps back, his fists hurt, and cracks even appeared on his bones.
The latter was shocked that his strength was not as good as his?
Wu Bei didn't give him a chance to breathe, and punched him again.
"Boom boom"
After two punches, Kameyama Yuki was knocked to the ground. Wu Bei immediately grabbed his hair, pinned him to the ground and beat him hard.
"Boom boom boom!"
No matter how good Kameyama Yuki's physique was, he could not withstand such a beating. After ten punches, his head was flattened and he became immobile. He was actually beaten to death by Wu Bei's fists!
In the second game, Wu Bei won another game.
The bald man from the United States looked even more ugly. He called the remaining people aside and muttered something.
Wu Bei and the others also returned to the dressing area. He turned into another person again and put on his clothes. This time, he became "Zuo Shangde" and practiced Dazenji boxing.
Ten minutes later, the United States sent out an American demigod, and Wu Bei jumped onto the ring to fight against him.
The power of the golden elixir was stronger than before. Without saying a word, he used the dragon-capturing hand of Daizen Temple to start a fierce battle with the American.
The opponent's strength is indeed very strong, roughly equivalent to that of an Earth Immortal in the Infant Transformation Realm, but compared with the current Wu Bei, such strength is still at a disadvantage.