High-level martial arts: unlimited clones, can kill S-level monsters at the beginning

The female host was stunned: "Are you... serious?"

Qin Ze turned to face the audience.

"I'm not looking down on these four old birds."

"I mean, all the old birds in the audience are garbage."

This remark instantly caused an uproar.

"Too arrogant."

"Haha! The last one who was so arrogant has already had grass three feet high on his grave."

"One against four, and he's jumping levels. I think he wants to challenge the ninth of Ozaki's eight items, the village banquet."

"I'll go with 100, let me be the first to pack up."

"People who can quickly get through the Tower of Babel are all full of confidence."

"Beat him, do you really think the old birds are soft persimmons that can be squeezed at will?"

"..."

The old birds in the audience were all indignant.

Originally, they were just eating melons and having fun, but in the end, they ate melons on their heads.

The old birds wanted to rush to the ring now and teach this ignorant guy a lesson in person.

Although it is true that you have created a new Babel record, the ring match is not the Babel.

You are a freshman, who gave you the courage to challenge all the old birds in the school?

Qin Ze covered his lower abdomen with his left hand, pointed his right index finger forward, and leaned back tactically.

"Someone is anxious."

"I won't tell you who it is."

The old birds cursed.

If the student union hadn't maintained order on the scene, they would have rushed up to beat Qin Ze.

In contrast, the freshmen were a happy bunch, finally seeing the old birds being defeated.

Huai Xu was stunned: "Boss... is it too high-profile?"

The fat man disagreed: "Don't worry, they can't be Ze's opponent."

Huai Xu was a little nervous.

Will the old guys rush up later?

On the referee's seat, the baby fat eyes were sparkling.

"So cool!"

"Sister Nangong, if you don't like it, I'll take action."

Nangong Qianrou's eyes were fixed on Qin Ze.

His breath was restrained and steady, and his blood and qi were not released uncontrollably.

It was hard to imagine that this would be the control of a first-level warrior.

The four veterans who were directly named by Qin Ze were even more furious.

Even if the freshmen of previous years were arrogant, they were not confident enough to dare to challenge four.

Qin Ze was a little impatient: "Please, can you guys be faster?"

The host was at a loss.

There has never been such a precedent since the start of the Welcome Challenge.

She looked at the referee's seat and saw Nangong Qianrou nodded, and she was relieved.

"One against four, tonight created a new record for our Welcome Challenge."

"I wonder what kind of exciting battle this classmate will bring us, let's wait and see!"

The host hurriedly walked down the ring and handed the venue to Qin Ze and the four veterans.

Qin Ze took a quick look.

The four old birds ranged from level 2 to level 2.5.

Four rotten garlics.

As the whistle of the game sounded, one of the old birds came out.

"Don't move, I'll play with him first."

The old bird showed a cruel smile on his face, and the aura of a level 2 warrior burst out instantly.

Qin Ze said lightly: "I'll stand here. If you can force me back a step, you win."

"Arrogant!" The old bird's blood circulation: "You are a kid who is still wet behind the ears, a frog in the well who has never experienced the abyss."

As soon as the voice fell, the old bird kicked hard with his right foot, and shot at Qin Ze like a cannonball.

"Bastard Shield."

The looming shadow of the Bastard appeared behind Qin Ze, and his body was as hard as a rock.

"It's over."

Seeing that Qin Ze really didn't dodge, the old bird punched him in the chest with a heavy punch.

With a muffled "bang", the old bird flew out of the ring like a kite with a broken string.

His right forearm was covered in blood, revealing the white bones.

The old birds, who were excited a second ago, were now silent.

They rubbed their eyes in disbelief.

A level 2 warrior was actually bounced away by a level 1 warrior?

Is it fake?

"No, he is not level 1."

Nangong Qianrou, who was sitting in the referee's seat, suddenly said.

When Qin Ze used the Black Tortoise Shield, she caught a little bit of the outgoing aura.

This arrogant and arrogant freshman was not a level 1 warrior at all.

He was level 2.

Even close to level 2.5.

Baby Fat blinked: "Sister Nangong, what are you talking about?"

She just thought Qin Ze practiced some special skills.

The old bird was careless, and Qin Ze won by luck.

As for the level 2 freshman, Haidu Academy has never had one, and she didn't think about it.

Just when everyone was thinking about it, Qin Ze moved.

"The hunt begins."

Boom——

At this moment, the pressure of the second-level warrior on Qin Ze exploded in the whole place.

"Second... second level?"

"Tell me this is not true."

"TenAn eight-year-old second-level warrior, he is going to heaven!"

"I have only reached the peak of the first level three years after entering school. I have really practiced like a dog in the past few years."

"No wonder he dares to challenge four people alone. He really has the strength."

"..."

There was an uproar in the audience, and some people took out their mobile phones to take pictures and send them to their friends.

Huai Xu swallowed his saliva: "Is the boss opening it?"

The fat man looked calm: "Basic exercises are not bad."

Wen Jing's eyes were also full of surprise. It was incredible that such a genius would appear in Jiangcheng.

Lu Tongtong stared at the figure on the stage. Scenes flashed quickly in her pupils, like a slide show.

Suddenly, her brain was tingling, and the severe dizziness even made her unable to distinguish the direction.

"Tongtong, what's wrong?"

Han Yi beside her noticed her abnormality.

"It's okay. "

Lu Tongtong took a deep breath.

She looked at Qin Ze on the stage again, her pretty eyebrows furrowed.

"Strange."

"This person... can't deduce."

This is the first time in all these years that her ability has failed on one person.

The three old birds left on the stage were like cats whose tails were stepped on, and they all stood up.

"He's coming!"

"Quickly disperse!"

As expected of old birds who have been to the abyss, they reacted quickly.

The three of them immediately separated in a "品" shape.

In this way, if Qin Ze attacks any one of them, the other two can immediately support him.

At that time, Qin Ze in the encirclement will face firepower from three parties at the same time.

What can a level 2 warrior do?

As long as he is not a level 3 warrior, he can suppress him.

Qin Ze saw the other party's intention and smiled faintly.

"Would an elephant care about the little calculations of an ant? "

Roar——

A tiger roar sounded between Qin Ze's fists.

The old bird in the front quickly raised his arms and crossed them in front of his chest.

Bang——

The old bird felt like he had collided head-on with a high-speed train, flew high up, and fell out of the field.

Seeing this, the remaining two old birds were no longer passive and attacked decisively at the same time.

One swept Qin Ze's lower body, and the other condensed his blood and energy to hit Qin Ze's upper body with a force of more than a thousand pounds.

However...

Bang——

Qin Ze did not move.

The two old birds widened their eyes.

Is this the physical hardness of a second-level warrior?

Too shameless.