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Chapter 1862 Crossing the Sea Raptors

Chapter 1862: Dragon Crossing the Sea

"Mao Ciren, Xiazai.

Where is the shit you bought for me?"

Lin Xi's voice was a little low.

However, this sound sounded like thunder to everyone's ears.

It wasn't Lin Xi's voice, it was really loud.

Rather, while he was speaking, he activated that point in his brain with his mind.

Lin Xi has tried many times.

As long as he lights up that point, a power that seems to be like divine consciousness will rush out of his mind.

For example, if he wants everyone to hear it, this power will empower his voice and roar in everyone's ears.

This is really not a divine message, but it is indeed spiritual blessing.

This is similar to the magical skills of martial arts, which empower one's own roar.

Although the ears have to bear the huge sound, it seems that the sea of ​​​​consciousness also hears this sound.

A secret technique similar to Divine Sense Thunder Sound, which does not have much offensive power.

But, indeed, Lin Xi's voice rang in everyone's ears.

It was like there were countless Lin Xi lying on everyone's ears and shouting.

Everyone outside felt their ears buzzing loudly.

It feels like my eardrums are about to collapse.

Everyone hurriedly covered their ears and looked at Shrimp Boy with some horror.

At the same time, they all stayed away from him.

At this time, the thunder sound of divine consciousness, which was not too powerful, made many people feel a little frightened.

Damn it, this kid has divine consciousness, which means he is at least a martial artist above the Qi Chaos realm!

Fourteen or fifteen years old, at the realm of Qi Chaos or above.

He's not a genius, but he has a pretty good talent, right?

A young boy from outside turned out to be a strong man in the Qi Chaos Realm.

No wonder she dares to wear a ring and show off everywhere.

This is not taking our Qi Chaos Realm powerhouses from Giant Snail City seriously!

At this time, in the Ye Feng Hotel, behind the floor-to-ceiling windows facing the street.

The five big shots at the five tables all had different reactions at this time.

The first person to speak was the number one genius of Juluo Martial Academy.

It can also be said that he is the number one genius under the age of 18 in Juluo City.

Mao Guisen snorted disdainfully:

"That's it.

I started practicing martial arts at the age of three, and reached the peak of Chaos Realm at the age of eight. I broke into the Qi Chaos Realm at the age of ten.

At that time, I shouted loudly and deafened the ears of everyone in half the street."

Mao Guisen was naturally followed by a group of younger brothers who admired his bad feet.

"That is, in this giant snail city, is there anyone more talented than our Senior Mao?

The foreign boy must be at least fourteen or fifteen years old, and he probably has just entered the Qi Chaos Realm.

Do you dare to blast people’s ears with the thunderous sound of divine consciousness in our giant snail city?

Is this provoking the countless geniuses in our Juluo Martial Academy?"

This made Tang Shao, the young master of the City Lord's Mansion next to him, not happy to hear this.

Tang Shaoqi squinted his eyes and stared at this flatterer.

"What you mean is that in this Juluo City, you are the only one with geniuses in Juluo Martial Academy.

Those from other forces are all useless, right?"

Tang Shao is also a ninth-level martial artist in the Qi Chaos Realm.

Even in terms of age, he is one year younger than Mao Guisen. He is seventeen this year.

The flatterer immediately fell silent.

Even though Mao Guisen is known as the number one genius in Juluo City, he is also a powerful force in Juluo City and the legitimate son of the Mao family.

However, facing the young master of the City Lord's Mansion, he was a bit weaker in every aspect.

However, Mao Guisen was not afraid of Tang Shao, and was even deeply jealous of Tang Shao's achievement as a ninth-level martial arts master.

For those under the age of eighteen, a ninth-level martial artist like me is enough. You have to show up.

If there is a chance, we should suppress it.

Mao Guisen smiled sincerely at Tang Shao:

"I heard that Young Master Tang entered the ninth floor a few months earlier than Mao.

That is truly a genius among geniuses.

How about we make an appointment to get close and personal?"

Tang Shao disdains:

"Hmph, are you scared?

You decide the time and place, and ask my father and Dean Luo Shang to be the referees!"

There was a faint murderous intent in Mao Guisen's eyes.

"As you wish, after watching this scene, Mao formally issued a letter of challenge."

His eyes no longer looked at Tang Shao, but instead paid attention to the progress of things at the Fuyun Inn opposite.

At this time, the tigress was not happy with the beauty treatment.

She is eighteen years old and has an extremely hot personality and figure.

"You two, does this mean that our Long Whale Mercenary Group cannot be on the stage?

Let the two of you compete, would you like to join me?"

He is an eighth-level martial artist in the Qi Chaos Realm, but this guy is born with supernatural power, ruthless and ruthless, and has extremely rich combat experience.

Not even his father, the leader of the Long Whale Mercenary Group, La Zhiji, dared to say that he could definitely defeat his daughter.

But, how can you be timid at this time?

Tang Shao and Mao Guisen both nodded.

"Since Sister La is willing to give me advice, I am naturally willing to learn from you."

Especially Mao Guisen's eyes are a bit green.

She has beautiful facial features, bulging front and back, and she looks pretty good. She is a man who gets angry when she sees it!

Stab Beauty sneered in her heart:

"First genius?

I wonder if you will continue to moan like this if I crush your balls!"

And Mao Yinfeng, as the deputy commander of the City Guards, felt that it was pointless to pay attention to the fighting spirit of these young men.

All my heart and soul were focused on Lin Xi opposite me.

Baogen River, even less so.

What are these bunch of country bumpkins pretending to be here?

This shopkeeper is already on the fifth floor of King Wu. In the Bao family's ancestral house, I can't even get my turn to sweep the floor.

Qi Chaos Realm Haha, don’t you know how scumbag you are?

Outside Fuyun Inn.

The shrimp boy was directly exposed at this time.

Even if he changes his clothes and puts on some makeup, Shrimp Boy will be Shrimp Boy and everyone will know who he is if he is burned to ashes.

Smiling awkwardly:

"Who are you calling...?

I heard that Mao Ciren went to buy shit for Mr. Lin.

But does it have anything to do with my shrimp boy?"

The big pestle was there, and his gloomy eyes turned in a circle towards everyone.

The meaning is very clear.

Whoever dares to stand up and testify, Mao Ciren and Xiazai are the same person.

I lied to your whole family, your wife, and your daughter!

Of course no one in the world would bear witness to this.

But, does Linxi need him to testify?

"Kneel down for me!"

Lin Xi concentrated his attention and lit up the bright spot in his brain.

boom!

With a loud roar, the shrimp knew the sea as if it had been struck by lightning.

Suddenly his face turned pale, his whole body trembled, and he knelt down with a grunt.

"You're not Mao Ciren, are you?

Then you kneel down first.

After I finish eating, we'll settle the shit account!"

At this moment, Shrimp Boy wanted to struggle to stand up.

However, his consciousness almost collapsed as if struck by lightning.

When I was struggling, I felt like my brain was going to explode. There seemed to be overnight meals welling up in my chest and abdomen, and a stream of rancid-smelling vomit was sprayed out. It was more smoky than dog feces.

This is crazy...

At this moment, his eyes were trembling.

The fear in my heart surged like a tide.

"I am the second level of Qi Chaos Realm!

With a shout, my sea of ​​consciousness was severely damaged. I must be at least a high-level Qi Chaos realm or above, with a half-empty and half-real spirit!

How old is this kid? Is he a seventh-level martial artist or above?

Is this...an iron plate?"

It's not just Shrimp Boy himself.

Everyone had a bad feeling in their hearts.

No way!

A random kid from out of town is a high-level martial artist?

Could this be a dragon crossing the sea?


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