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Chapter 1948

"You're thinking too much. I used one percent of my combat power, but I didn't expect that you were so weak and would seal you if you accidentally." Ning Caichen pretended to be an apology.

Wow!

The third-grade warrior vomited blood in anger and fainted directly.

One by one, one by one, was astonished!

Are you? Such a powerful way to make a prison is one percent of the combat power. With a full blown attack, will this warrior be crushed to death by the cage?

Everyone looked at Ning Caichen with suspicious eyes.

After all, the moves before were too terrifying, and no one believed that they were one percent combat power.

If it is one percent of the combat power, you can definitely kill the third-grade combat master in seconds.

No one expected that Ning Caichen's combat power soared a lot by using the fight body by the meatballs, and he had the ability to instantly kill the third-grade combat master, and he also had the ability to instantly kill the second-grade beautiful female combat master.

"I didn't lie, he was really weak." Ning Caichen looked bitter and waved his hand to throw out the sealing pearl of the third-grade combat division.

Your warrior has not really fainted for three years, but he just pretends to be dizzy until his death, so that he doesn't have to make a fool of himself in front of everyone.

The bead exploded, and the third-grade warrior escaped from the trap. His expression was very embarrassing, but he did not have the elegance of his previous appearance.

"Ning Caichen, you said that it was one percent of the combat power before, what did you use to prove it?" the third-grade combatant said with a sneer.

A pair of doubtful eyes looked at Ning Caichen. Ning Caichen's prestige had recovered and was so arrogant that his favorability reached a freezing point again.

If it is such a combat power, the arrival of the quasi-god is not an opponent.

Ning Caichen's combat power is now able to kill the Immortal Lord in seconds, and with the combat power of the Three Turns of Dao Lord, he can compete with the quasi-god.

"How do you want me to prove it?" Ning Caichen looked innocent.

The third-grade combat master rolled his eyes, feeling depressed and wronged, and he should be the one who was angry!

"Use one tenth of your combat power to attack me." The third-grade combat master said angrily.

"You can't beat enough before. Are you itchy and want to be beaten?" Ning Caichen showed an evil smile.

The third-grade combatant almost got lucky.

The audience was amused by Ning Caichen.

"Don't you dare? Are you afraid of being misleading?" said the third-grade warrior angrily.

"Ahem! You're thinking too much, I'm afraid you can't bear it. You're so weak. If you seal it, it's a loss to the academy. You are a famous combatant in the academy." Ning Caichen said calmly.

"Take it! If it's not an exaggeration, why are you talking about it?" said the third-grade warrior coldly.

"Look at me, I'll try it with one-tenth of the combat power. If the senior brother is injured, don't blame me." Ning Caichen's body shone with colorful light.

Lights condense into a large ball of light.

"Everyone has seen every force. The combat power of the light ball is even. Now I differentiate one tenth of it." Ning Caichen waved his hand, and one tenth of the energy was cut from the light ball, as if he was cutting a cake.

The cut ball of light turned into a tiger, roaring and pounced on the third-grade combat master.

"Hmph! You arrogant beast, let me teach you a lesson." A book appeared above the head of the third-grade warrior, and a curtain of light burst out.

Everyone showed a solemn look, looking forward to the result of the next moment.

As a result, they all showed a look of shock!

The tiger pounced over, regardless of the other party's lights swept through, and ate the third-grade combat master in one bite, and turned into beads in an instant, flying into Ning Caichen's hand.
Chapter completed!
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