How is this possible?

Doesn’t this mean that I can’t even do the second best in the world?

He could not accept this result anyway.

Yang Xiong was shocked, his whole body lost consciousness, his arms were spasming and he couldn't control it at all. He quickly sent a message and asked, "Boy, how many successes have you used?"

Ning Chuan lay in the distance and moaned, raising his fingers and posing in a '2' position.

“2?2 success?”

Yang Xiong's face was horrified, and he couldn't believe all this.

Is this kid a monster?

With just two successful forces, my whole body was so unconscious.

If you add a few more cents, wouldn’t you just shock yourself?

However, he was completely wrong.

The 2% placed by Ningchuan does not mean 20%, but... 2% of it.

The percentage system used in Ningchuan.

But what Yang Xiong thought was very strict.

During this period, Ning Chuan has been pasting wildly, and his body is no longer the same as when he faced Jin Lingxiao.

The stronger the body, the stronger the true energy you train.

His body is rising, and it is skyrocketing every day, and his true energy is naturally rising every day...

In the same realm, no one can be his opponent.

Unless that person also opens a plug-in.

You should know that the little living Buddha has obtained 180 years of skill in others and is in the [Entering the Dao Realm]. He is not a match for Ning Chuan. You can imagine how strong his true energy and physical body are.

"Senior is amazing, junior... junior!"

Ningchuan spewed out of water, coughed violently, and said in pain, "I'm convinced, I'm going to say goodbye."

He quickly got up, staggered, and quickly left the place.

"Boy, you..."

Yang Xiong was still in shock, his body was constantly spasming, and he could not recover in a short period of time. His whole body seemed to be completely embedded in the wall, and he quickly circulated his internal energy and struggled constantly.

After finally forcibly pulling out of the wall, his knees softened and almost fell to the ground. He hurriedly breathed a sigh of relief, stood firm again, and smiled on his face, looked at Jin Lingxiao, and said, "Old Monster Jin, it seems that you, the second in the world, can't be done, hahaha..."

Jin Lingxiao was shocked and angry, his eyes gradually turned red, and he seemed to be reluctant to believe this. He grabbed his head randomly with both hands, grabbing his entire hair like a mess.

Yang Xiong's heart skipped a beat.

not good!

This old monster can't accept the fact that he has become stronger. Could it be that he will go crazy again?

He quickly untied his own seal, his body flashed, hugged the little living Buddha, and quickly left here, laughing, "Old Monster Jin, think about it yourself slowly, from now on, you will be the third in the world..."

"Impossible, this is impossible, I'm the second in the world!"

Jin Lingxiao shouted angrily, and terrible fluctuations broke out all over his body.

The whole yard was roaring, exploding again, rumbling.

As soon as Ning Chuan escaped not far, he felt the terrifying fluctuations behind him. He quickly looked back and his pupils shrank suddenly.

Oh shit!

I will never be able to play with this old lunatic again in the future!

This may lose your life at any time.

"Hey, little guy, who were you fighting with just now?"

"How is the situation? Did you beat the old leader again?"

"Boy, what's going on?"

In the distance, a group of old men quickly surrounded him, talking and curious.

Ning Chuan grinded his teeth in hatred.

These old bastards!

"have no idea!"

He turned around and left, too lazy to pay attention to them.

But at this moment, Yang Xiong, holding the little living Buddha's body, suddenly fell from the sky, quickly landing in front of Ningchuan, and asked quickly, "Boy, did you really only use two success powers just now?"

"Of course not, I just used two percent."

Ning Chuan responded unhappily, turned around and ran away, quickly escaping from here.

"I just knew that it was not two success forces, how could it be 20%... Wait, two percent?"

Yang Xiong's face was stunned, unable to believe it, his eyes turned red in an instant, and he roared, "I'll kill you!"

Boom!

An extremely terrifying fluctuation broke out all over his body, shaking all the old men around him, flying out like a crazy lion, looking around for Ningchuan.

But Ningchuan had already run away without a trace.

Yang Xiong laughed angryly on his face, then quickly suppressed his anger and gradually calmed down again. His brows frowned, and endless storms arose in his heart.

"2%, just 2%. What exactly is this little bastard?"

He murmured and glanced at the little living Buddha in his arms.

By the way, this guy in his arms is not a normal person either.

Why did the Wu Alliance collect these monsters this year?

He took the little living Buddha and left here directly.

Ning Chuan rushed out of the headquarters of the Wu League in one breath, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"A bunch of psychopaths!"

Oh shit!

He walked on the street and rushed towards his previous residence, preparing to live here temporarily during this period to try whether he could break through the entry path or half-step entry path.

The crowd was bustling.

It was lively.

There are many strangers on the streets, most of whom are young faces, holding swords and swords, and are full of energy. They compete with others on the streets, which occasionally arouses applause.

Yunxiao City, the birthplace of martial arts in the three major countries!

Every year, every month, every day, every moment, there will be people who have traveled around the world to travel to the holy city to increase their knowledge.

Ning Chuan took the opportunity to paste while shuttled through the crowd.

This is the real journey of the world!

Carefree and no burden.

Wouldn't it be beautiful?

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