I Signed To The House For Three Years, I Went Out And Teared My Hands To The Gods

Chapter 124

Mo Yun ignored Zhou Jie's weird gaze, and walked directly to the side of the combat strength tester, waiting for the test program to be refreshed.

In the previous tester, the area displayed by the power value is the second rank, which matches the detailed evaluation data of Martial Dao's dream.

Therefore, his results are finalized.

After about half a minute, the program refreshed, prompting Mo Yun to swipe his card to test.

Mo Yun condensed, squeezed his fist, and then blasted his fist towards the test instrument.

He has no experience.

I don't know what the test upper limit of this thing is.

He was afraid of breaking this thing with a punch.

Therefore, he did not use psychic energy, did not use Martial Skill, did not use Chaos Art.

He used the most primitive power, only the power of the body.

Concentrating.

make a fist.

work hard.

boom!

The speed of Mo Yun's fist was extremely fast, and the air squeezed in an instant to make a blast.

then.

Bang!

A violent explosion sounded.

The tester exploded with a bang, and thick black smoke came out.

The tester... exploded!

Mo Yun: "???"

Mo Yunren is stupid?

Can this be blown up?

Is this test for elementary school students?

Mo Yun wanted to hit someone.

What the hell is this graduation test aimed at yourself?

But he soon realized it.

It's not that the machine is too weak.

But he is too strong.

Sign in for nearly three years.

Various basic attributes are superimposed every day.

Coupled with the perfect Foundation Building and the perfect Martial Dao base tire.

His body has long been out of the human category.

If you slice him and study it, you will find out.

His blood has all turned milky white.

All his bones are also jade.

Even the bone marrow is like jade pulp.

Every inch of his skin, every cell, contains explosive power.

The power that his body can explode has reached an incredible level of horror.

Therefore, even if he doesn't use the psychic energy and the colored glaze body, he will be able to knock down an 8-Rank Practitioner with this punch.

Mo Yun guessed.

This machine is also the same as Martial Dao's dream.

The upper limit of the test is eight products.

If you exceed the eighth rank, you can't bear it.

Martial Dao's dream is okay. If the upper limit of the test is exceeded, the test program will only be forced to stop.

But the combat power tester...

Can only blast the hammer.

There is no way.

The body is so good.

Soon, everyone was attracted by the explosion.

Everyone looked at this scene, it was directly petrified, and they could not speak for a long time.

The first to recover.

It was Zhou Jie who was closest to Mo Yun.

At this moment, he was muffled by the thick black smoke produced when the machine exploded, and his entire face was like the bottom of a pot.

"Blast, burst?"

Others may be far away and may not be able to perceive them.

But Zhou Jie could clearly perceive it.

When Mo Yun just hammered the combat power tester.

There is no psionic power at all!

He just relied on pure physical strength to blast the combat strength tester!

You know, the combat power tester is made of a special alloy.

Even if the machine fails, it will not be damaged

After all, the machines used in these tests can withstand the attacks of the 8-Rank Practitioner!

With a single blow, Mo Yun didn't use his psychic energy, his power has already surpassed the eighth rank?

This... how is this possible!

Zhou Jie's head buzzed.

He felt that he was dazzled and had an illusion.

He even suspected that he was insane.

Zhou Jie stared at the same place, his mouth wide open, his eyes rounded, like a human statue.

But soon, he recovered and laughed at himself.

I also wanted to see how far I was from Mo Yun.

Now it seems.

The other party and oneself are not in the same dimension at all.

Soon, other people also reacted.

"My mother, did that guy blow up the machine?" Someone looked at the smokey machine with an exaggerated expression.

"Fuck?! Did I exercise too vigorously last night, leading to sequelae today?" Someone rubbed his eyes vigorously and couldn't believe what he saw before him.

"Dage, you should give your fifth girl a holiday." Someone couldn't help but ridicule.

However, when he turned his face to see the blown up machine, his chin almost fell to the ground.

"Hold the sun! What kind of perversion is this? It actually smashed the combat power tester?"

"Did anyone see it? Was that machine attacked like that?"

"Bullshit! How is this possible! That's a machine that can withstand the attack of the 8-Rank Grand Great Master!"

"Yes, yes! It must be broken!"

Hearing this, someone immediately retorted.

"Yes, it can withstand the attack of the 8-Rank Grand Great Master. What kind of fault can this cause the machine to be blown to pieces?"

"Uh, this is true. The combat power tester does not contain an attacking circle and field. To let it explode, it can only be caused by external forces..."

At the same time, someone was on the fast track.

"I saw it! It was smashed with a punch by the guy next to Zhou Jie!" someone shouted.

"I saw it too."

"I saw it too!"

"I saw it too, it's true!"

"hiss!"

Everyone took a breath, and was instantly frightened.

They stared at Mo Yun blankly, full of curiosity about him.

This guy... who the hell is?

Is he really a student?

How could a student possess such a terrifying power?

No one can believe this kind of thing, even if it happens in front of your eyes!

It's not just that they can't believe it.

Even Ye Zilong, the tutor in charge of the test, couldn't believe it.

This kind of thing is unbelievable.

But soon, he thought of Director Wang's reaction and his instructions, and hurried over to Mo Yun.

As he ran, he said with a cold face: "Continue to test those who haven't been tested yet, what kind of style do you want to surround yourself with?"

No one moved, and they were already watching Mo Yun.

In fact, Mo Yun was the last batch of tests.

He finished the test, and the others also finished the test.

Zilong frowned and didn't have time to bother them.

He quickly walked in front of Mo Yun, and when he was about to say something, his expression changed and he looked up at the sky.

A terrifying wave of psychic energy came from high above the sky.

At the same time, an old figure slowly fell down.

"Where is Mo Yun?"

An anxious voice in a domineering voice rang like a bell.

...

Tianxuan Mountain.

Blue Star's eight peerless powerhouses looked desperately at the mysterious giant wearing scarlet flame armor above the sky.

At this moment, the chest of the Great Master Hongtian was pierced, and Kasaya was stained with blood.

Even the stick in his hand was broken into several pieces.

Others are equally sad.

Most of the mist on the Demon Race's King Realm powerhouse has dissipated, his expression wilted to the extreme.

The energy source of the demons is those mists.

When the mist cleared.

He is almost at the limit.

The same is true for several powerhouses of the Yaozu. Except for Hei Chi who is still intact, the others lack arms and legs, and their auras are declining.

The S-class alloy spear in Hu Zhenshou's hand has been deformed, like a pile of scrap copper and rotten iron.

The female God of War Longshan was also covered in blood, and the huge sword in her hand was full of cracks.

"Jie Jie Jie, ants of the holy world, are you still unwilling to surrender to this god?" The giant wearing a scarlet flame armor let out a terrifying laugh.

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