"Did you kill fifty-eight and seventy-four?"

These two masked men suddenly broke into the room at the last moment.

They are all tall, wearing the same black suit and the same grimace mask. The only difference is that one is holding a silver box in his hand, while the other has empty hands.

After seeing the two companions on the ground, they happened to lose their breath.

The masked man with empty hands was silent for a moment, then raised his head to look at Wang Jin.

There didn't seem to be much anger in the eyes under the mask.

Instead... calm?

"Fifty-eight? Seventy-four?"

Wang Jin narrowed his eyes slightly: "Is this the code name within your organization? Is it divided according to strength, or according to other orders?"

The masked man with empty hands did not speak, but slowly raised his palms.

It was only then that Wang Jin saw that the masked man was wearing a pair of black gloves on his hands.

I don’t know what kind of material the gloves are made of. When the light in the room shines on the masked man’s gloves, it actually reflects a slightly dazzling black light, which is very strange.

"My code name is...thirty..."

The masked man gently raised his hand, slowly took off the black gloves on his hands, and threw them to Sixty-One behind him.

Sixty-one remained silent, as if he had been used to it for a long time. He caught the glove thrown by Thirty, stepped aside, and distanced himself.

The moment Wang Jin took off his gloves at thirty, Wang Jin's pupils shrank slightly.

At first glance, the hands of thirty-year-olds seem to be no different from those of normal people.

However, if you look carefully, you can find it.

Thirty's hands were actually covered with a layer of almost translucent green fine scales, like some kind of lizard, reflecting an icy color under the light.

"The life and death of fifty-eight and seventy-four has nothing to do with me..."

Thirty's voice was very calm, even with a deep indifference in it, and he spoke unhurriedly.

"But...you beat them to death in front of me...after all, it was too much. If I didn't express it, it would make us look too embarrassed..."

He slowly raised his head, and a pair of eyes under the mask showed a cold light under the light.

"so……"

He bowed slowly.

"You...it's better to go and be buried with them."

A calm voice without any murderous intent.

It's like a food connoisseur objectively evaluating the food in front of you.

However, the moment his voice fell.

boom!

There was an explosion in the air.

Thirty people rushed out almost as fast as lightning, with a staggering speed, making a strong explosion of air in the air, and appeared in front of Wang Jin almost instantly.

Raise your hand!

One punch!

Boom!

Wang Jin crossed his arms in front of his chest to block Thirty's punch.

He wiped his feet on the ground, and was pushed out by the powerful force of the punch. He hit the window sill with a "pop" sound, and the glass behind him shattered into countless pieces in an instant.

However, his body was still as straight as a sword, without a trace of trembling.

Wow.

He slowly raised his head, and countless glass shards were scattered on the ground behind him.

A smile slowly appeared on his face.

"Finally, we have an interesting opponent..."

There was joy on his face.

"Um?"

The thirty-year-old man in front of him, with a hint of substantial doubt appearing in his eyes under the mask.

The young man in front of me...

The feeling it gave him was just two words.

Arrogant!

Wang Jin is indeed very arrogant.

Now his strength has reached a bottleneck.

It has been several months since he was injured by the sword, and Wang Jin's true strength has not improved at all.

The blood energy has not increased, although the true energy cultivation has been greatly improved in the dream world.

But in the real world, he doesn't get any feedback from the dream world.

According to Wang Jin's own estimation, his current strength should be in a very embarrassing situation.

It's not as good as a true grandmaster realm warrior, but it's stronger than most sixth-level warriors.

They belong to the strongest group among the sixth-level warriors.

This positioning of strength is very embarrassing.

I can't find a true master, but I can't beat him.

If you look for a warrior below a grandmaster, you are no match for him.

This also resulted in Wang Jin never having a hearty battle from the time he entered school until now.

An evenly matched battle that allowed him to fully unleash all his power!

Wang Jin has been longing for it for such a long time.

Waiting for a real opponent.

And now, the masked man named Thirty is in front of him...

It seems to perfectly meet Wang Jin’s conditions!

This thirty before me.

Seems to be the same person as him!

Under the collision just now, Wang Jin could notice it.

These thirty, I am afraid, have already reached the pinnacle of the sixth-level warriors!

This is someone who is evenly matched with Wang Jin!

Just the opponent Wang Jin needs right now!

"You are strong...but, it's not enough!"

Thirty was silent for a moment before a hoarse voice came out from under the mask.

"Then try it!"

Wang Jin laughed loudly, took a step forward, and actually took the initiative.

Wow!

He took a step forward, twisted his waist, and whipped his leg from top to bottom, as if a sword blade came from top to bottom, slashing towards the thirty.

A cold snort came from under Thirty Na's mask, he stepped forward and met the attack with his fists and feet.

Boom!

Boom!

The two of them were fighting together like two ferocious beasts. Every time their attacks collided, invisible ripples of air spread out from the void between the two of them, making those who huddled aside not even dare to breathe.

Zhao Yu took a breath and the three of them shivered.

That Thirty is indeed the person who dared to let go of such harsh words before, and is extremely powerful.

His hands, covered with translucent green scales, seemed to come with a pair of armor. Every time he met Wang Jin's attack with his hands, there would be a sound like gold and iron being struck.

And when he strikes out with his palms, his power is quite astonishing. Those hands are like two invincible sharp weapons. Every time he strikes out, there is a sharp whistling sound, which makes people frightened.

Coupled with the black aura covering his hands, it made his scale-covered hands even more terrifying when he struck.

However, every time these thirty people take action, they have quite astonishing power.

Wang Jin was able to steadily receive every attack from these thirty.
To be continued...