Trying to enter the tower again can perform better than last time.

The new week is coming soon.

At around 0:00 a.m., the resource team entered the tower.

Wang Wen said that she would wait for everyone to return safely to hold a celebration wine at the college.

This is the third week he was banned from the tower.

In another 14 days, he will be able to return to the World Tower with a brand new look and show his strength!

This time his heart was filled with extremely strong fighting spirit.

The low tower layer props have been collected by resource teams, so he just needs to concentrate on rushing to the tower.

This feeling is very wonderful.

It seems like I'm back to my peak moment in my previous life in the First Consortium.

A large group of people surrounded him, but working together was just contributing to his personal progress in rushing the tower.

Not a top tower climber is not qualified to have such treatment.

But now, who is only three hundred levels, he has begun to enjoy this kind of godly treatment.

Wang Wen smiled with satisfaction and turned from the college gate to return to the dormitory building.

Finally reached the ideal pattern in my heart.

All the time and energy spent in the early stage were not in vain.

He is very content.

With a stir, he didn't notice it while walking slowly.

In the dark night behind me.

A swaying black shadow walked into the college.

He was ready to fall down at any time like an inflexible puppet.

Every time I was about to fall, it was like an invisible rope that pulled the black shadow back to stand.

When the black shadow "sees" Wang Wen walking in front of him.

Suddenly, he accelerated and sprinted violently.

He opened his arms and hugged Wang Wen.

Wang Wen heard the movement at the moment when the shadow was approaching. He was about to defend or attack, but found himself being hugged.

He frowned and thought it was a prank by some people.

He asked, "Is it Xiaoyi or Xiaoren? It's not you, Zhu Xingguo?"

The words have not ended.

He suddenly felt his arms unconscious.

The one holding himself behind seemed to be a huge cube of ice.

The super cold air emanated instantly solidified the blood in the body.

Wang Wen's heart was shocked and thought to himself that it was terrible.

It’s not Cheng Quyi or Ren Ruanruan.

Is it his enemy?

The eyes moved.

A huge fist stretched out from the air, knocking the black shadow over to the ground with Wang Wen with one punch.

The two of them got out of Xu Yuan.

The black shadow hugged Wang Wen tightly and refused to let go.

When he encountered such a tangled enemy, Wang Wen, felt a headache.

The mental toxin is a scalpel, which is usually cut quickly in the enemy's body behind him, causing chaos back and forth.

As a result, when I hugged my arms, not only did not loosen their arms, but they became tighter and tighter.

What the hell??

Not afraid of death or pain?

Is it an agency?

This thought flashed through his mind, and Wang Wen immediately controlled the scalpel and cut it off with the slap of his arm against his back as much as possible.

Those arms are very hard.

Mental power toxins cut off fragile nerves easily.

It is a bit difficult to cut hard objects.

What's more, these arms don't feel normal.

It feels like the hard touch of ice.

The mental scalpel was chopped for a long time and seemed to only cut out some debris.

Wang Wen was impatient.

He didn't even break through this kind of constraint after taking a few moves. Instead, he was so cold that his breathing began to become difficult, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.

Now that I have achieved great success in my magical skills, I have been beaten by a scoundrel?

It's intolerable!

He turned his head and looked back, ready to use the authentic spiritual impact to blow away the damn "spirit behind".

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it.

Take a look.

With the help of the slightly bright street lights and moonlight in the college, he saw clearly what the hell was behind him.

What a ghost thing!

The face with a big hole in the eye socket was the tall man he killed by himself during the last trip to climb the tower!

The main owner of the Forbidden Tower this month!

Wang Wen, who has climbed the tower for two lifetimes, has really strong psychological qualities.

Even though he saw the body he had killed with his own hands hugging him close to him, he did not urinate.

Close your eyes and open them.

"boom!"

The ghost's head was blown away.

My body was still holding Wang Wen tightly, and there seemed to be a romantic atmosphere floating in the air that was unswerving to death.

Wang Wen frowned.

I was so angry.

A ball like a small sun appeared out of thin air in mid-air.

It slowly fell into his back.

The next second, the light ball like an explosion of the hydrogen bomb expanded and rose.

The indiscriminate bombing covering a range of 300 meters swept through the academy's tree-lined path.

All objects within the bombing range were crushed into powder.

Includes tough trees and hard rocks.

Wang Wen supported a semicircular transparent barrier behind him, and he was blown away and flew out.

Before landing, his body was caught by some transparent substance and slowly floated in the air.

He turned and looked back.

A huge inverted cone-shaped pit exploded from the ground before.

The ghost behind it has been blown into countless pieces.

But my body was really frozen.

His arms were unable to move at all.

The back is numb and unconscious.

The internal organs also have varying degrees of pain, just like the feeling of standing naked in the snow and drinking dozens of bottles of ice beer in the middle of winter.

It's not a word "sweet" that can be described.

Wang Wen's eyes searched back and forth between the college gates.
To be continued...