Chapter 9612

"Chu Zhongtian is the descendant of the saint of the holy city.

His grades are the best.

He threatened that he could own the weapons handed down by his ancestors, and no one else could.

Unfortunately, his best result is only 90 meters.

It's a little short of a hundred meters. "

The man said.

"It's interesting. Chu Zhongtian can't take out the holy gun after he is a saint."

Lingxiao is a little eager to try.

His best weapon now is the long gun.

If you can have a paladin spear.

That's a cow.

Besides, who can confirm that there are no other good things in this holy gun?

"Brother, are you going to try?"

The man looked at Lingxiao's expression and smiled.

"Now that you're here, you'll have to try."

Lingxiao smiled.

"Brother, I didn't attack you. There are an endless stream of people here every day.

Everyone is as confident as brother.

But in the end, they all failed without exception.

No one can succeed! "

The man warned.

At this moment, several people have tried.

The best result is less than 20 meters.

This shows that this person is not bluffing Lingxiao.

"Yes, it's the holy gun left by the saint after all.

How could it be taken out so easily.

The sage is afraid to leave it to the most outstanding young people. "

Lingxiao road.

"The inheritance of saints has been given to Chu Zhongtian.

But it is said that the sage is worried that his descendants will not fully inherit his inheritance.

The seal as like as two peas in the holy fire.

I hope my heritage can be carried forward. "

A man nearby came and said.

"Saints are great.

However, it is estimated that if someone really gets the inheritance, Chu Zhongtian will not be happy. "

Lingxiao smiled.

"So Chu Zhongtian wants to get it himself.

Inheritance can only be his only share. "

Said the man next to him.

At this time, someone tried again.

One blow out.

Red light flying.

It's about thirty meters.

Unfortunately, we can't go on.

"This man is already good."

The man said.

He set up a stall here.

So boredom will come and watch the excitement.

I see an endless stream of people every day.

Thirty meters, really excellent.

"None of you can. I'll come!"

Suddenly, a young voice sounded.

Look at your clothes. You should also be a student of the holy Academy.

"Don't be funny, though you are a student of the holy college.

But can you do what Chu Zhongtian can't do? "

Someone sarcastically said.

"Chu Zhongtian can't, I may not be able!"

The young man was obviously confident.

In terms of strength, perhaps he is not as good as Chu Zhongtian.

But he believed that his talent was stronger than Chu Zhongtian.

People are sometimes too confident.

"Open it for me!"

The young man punched out.

The red light flashes.

Straight up.

It reached a height of 30 meters in an instant.

"Continue!"

The young man roared.

The red light seemed to hear his voice and really continued to soar.

"Imperial capital!"

Someone shouted.

"This man is an imperial talent. No wonder he is so confident.

But certainly not.

You know, Chu Zhongtian not only has the blood of saints, but also the son of life.

Much better than his talent! "

The talent of youth surprised everyone.

But no one believed he would succeed.

Sure enough, after the red light reached 50 meters, it couldn't move any more.

It will not help to let the youth break out of their strength.

"Emperor Xiaocheng, like Xueling and Luofu Tu, has some skills.

Unfortunately, that's all! "

Lingxiao shook his head.

That's what people think.

"Fifty meters, already very powerful.

However, after all, he still can't. this should be his limit! "

Someone shook his head.

"Ah ah ah!"

The young man made a startling roar.

But no matter how hard he tries.

After all, it's 50 meters. It can't continue.

He sighed helplessly.

Finally can only give up.

"Don't be disappointed, young man, your performance has been very good!"

Everyone said.

The young man had a cold face.

Obviously, very disappointed.

It's also very harsh to hear the praise of others.

It feels like irony.

"I'll try!"

Qiulu suddenly walked over.

Lingxiao wanted to try.

But since Qiulu wants to go, let Qiulu try it first.

He is in no hurry.

"Hum, ladies also want to be inherited. It's ridiculous!"

Many people around are mocking.

In the world of martial arts, women are naturally inferior.

Although there are many geniuses among women.

But compared with men, it is insufficient.

Some people have deep-rooted ideas.

"Qiu Lu, ignore those people and show them that women are not bad!"

Lingxiao road.

"Yes!"

Qiu Lu nodded and reached the stone tablet.

She didn't speak.

But the power of silently running the world.

Then one punch out.

Whoosh!

A red light soared to a height of 40 meters in an instant.

I just saw it slow down.

The people around were stunned.

Those who satirize Qiulu feel as if they were slapped in the face.

Who would have thought that a girl should be so powerful.

The capital of the Emperor just now is only 50 meters.

She was 40 meters in an instant.

Will it directly surpass the arrogance?

"Forty meters is not enough.

Chu Zhongtian can do it, so can she. "

Lingxiao said faintly.

This made the people look up.

It's just that you say you're powerful. You have to compare with Chu Zhongtian.

Isn't this just hard to find?

"She can't be more than fifty meters!"

Before, a young man Tianjiao bit his teeth and said.

But the next moment.

He was beaten in the face.

Although the rising speed of the red light slowed down, it still reached 60 meters.

"Difficult or not, is it the capital of another emperor?"

"Looking at the clothes, it's clear that it's a disciple of the holy Academy. I'm really not sure."

"Look, the red light is still rising."

"Oh, my God, she is not the capital of the emperor. He is the supreme son."

Someone exclaimed.

The red light has now risen to 80 meters.

Still rising slowly.

Although the speed is not fast, it is still rising.

"Ninety meters! Ninety meters!"

Everyone exclaimed.

Since the existence of this stone tablet, only Chu Zhongtian has reached a height of 90 meters.

Those who are also the supreme son have not achieved it.

But today.

Someone has reached it again.

How can they not be shocked.

When the holy courtyard opened, many people tried.

There have also been 80 meters high.

But none of them reached 90 meters.

Autumn dew is the second.

How can this not be surprising.

"Unfortunately, it's still a little short!"

Qiulu tried again.

The red light stopped moving.

She had no choice but to give up: "try it, too."

She looked at Lingxiao and said.

Qiulu is curious.

As the supreme son, he can reach 90 meters.

What degree can Lingxiao reach.

During this time, all kinds of people saw Lingxiao show an overwhelming advantage.

She also wants to win Lingxiao once.

Satisfy a little jealousy.

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