Reverse Resurrection Blue Buff of Global Gods

That night, the entire hotel, as well as some senior leaders of the Supreme Court, were discussing an old incident from a few years ago after the Feng family visited Zhao Qianye.

The major events that took place in the world of Ors back then were a sensation in the eyes of the high-level forces in the world of human territory.

Qin Wanchao, the thirteenth member of the Qin family, is a giant of mankind and guards the "Well of Eternity" in the outer world of mankind. However, he suddenly appears in the world of Ors and captures the Feng family's children. The information inadvertently revealed in it makes people think more and more.

It's shocking.

Office of the Principal of the Special High School!

Late at night.

Wu Dequan and a middle-aged man sat facing each other, and behind the man stood a young man respectfully. The two chatted about this important event that had just happened.

"Mr. Qin suddenly returned from the outside world. Did something big happen somewhere?" Wu Dequan asked his old friend across from him.

The man was silent.

Wu Dequan was a little unwilling to give up and continued to inquire, "I say, old friend, you can reveal some information! In recent years, many strange things have happened. If you don't tell me, I believe I will know about it soon."

Ji Wuhen froze as he picked up the tea cup to drink, then put down the tea cup slumpedly, sighing: "The specific information cannot be confirmed, but there is news from the clan that there has been a change in the Well of Eternity, and Mr. Qin has returned to the clan this time.

Here, it is to seek help from the alliance to suppress the riot in the well."

Wu Dequan was horrified, stood up suddenly, and said in shock: "There is a riot in the Well of Eternity? Are those things coming out?"

“I don’t know, I can’t say it, I can’t pass it on!”

Ji Wuhen saw his friend looking shocked and frightened. He knew that he had said too much, so he started practicing Tai Chi.

Neither admit nor deny.

When Wu Dequan saw his old friend acting like this, he immediately understood something.

He sat down slumped, unfastened his collar, looked at his grandson behind him, and asked Ji Wuhen: "Old man, since Yong'er has been taken to the Seventh National University by you, why do you have to go back to participate in this autumn camp competition?

?”

"Troubled times are approaching. Yong'er ranks among the top three in the autumn camp. He will be able to enter the super summer camp in the near future. This will be of great help to his growth."

Ji Wuhen picked up the tea cup, took a sip of hot tea, and slowly explained.

"Super summer camp?"

Wu Dequan didn't know anything about this. After all, the super summer camp matter has not been completely dispelled yet.

"Well, the battle between the two major galaxies of Yulong Mountain and Black Dragon Mountain will evolve into a battle of super summer camps, so if Yong'er can get a good ranking and resources here, it will have an unparalleled influence on his growth.

benefit."

Wu Dequan glanced at his grandson and saw his grandson's expression was calm, as if he was already confident and would not be a burden.

After talking about the business, Ji Wuhen remembered that he saw a dazzling genius in the previous competition, and he became jealous and inquired about his old friend: "How much do you know about this young master of the Zhao family, Zhao Qianye, Old Wu? Do you know what's behind him?"

Do you have any apprenticeship?"

Wu Yong, who had been indifferent to the conversation between the two, narrowed his eyes slightly, and a glimmer of light appeared in his eyes. This was the first time that his master, other than him, was actually interested in a student from a remote mountainous place like the planet Avala.

Wu Dequan glanced at his grandson who could barely write "I'm jealous" on his face, and slowly said to his old friend: "I know a thing or two!"

Ever since, he slowly told some heroic deeds about Zhao Qianye.

Zhao Qianye is quite famous on the planet Avala, but outside this planet, most people may not even know his name, and Ji Wuhen falls into the latter category.

"Oh, is this young man so great?"

Ji Wuhen was slightly excited. He couldn't help but put down the teacup and leaned forward, showing his deep curiosity, "Andrew is a very famous man from the Bruce family in the Black Dragon Mountain Galaxy. He didn't kill a little boy. How could it be that he didn't kill him?"

Has his strength declined?"

When mentioning this matter, Wu Dequan was also quite puzzled.

"Based on the background of the Zhao family, there shouldn't be any special magical powers that can protect the lives of the younger generation. However, Zhao Qianye was alive and kicking after being hit by Andrew. It caused quite a sensation at the time."

Ji Wuhen thought for a moment and said with a smile: "I'm afraid this little guy needs help from a noble person!"

"Well, that's probably the only way it can make sense."

Wu Dequan took it seriously and nodded lightly.

There is no other reason why a junior cannot be killed by a single blow from a true god realm boss, other than the amulet given by a boss of the same realm or even far beyond the attacker's realm.

"It's a pity!"

Ji Wuhen looked a little regretful, "I would be much more happy if I could get Yong'er and the Zhao family boy during this trip."

Wu De didn't reply at all.

As for Ji Wuhen's identity and state of mind, if it had been anyone else, he would have slapped him on the wall. His grandson has understood the powerful priesthood and is a genius-like existence among similar new students, but now he has been taken advantage of by the other party.

Compared with the young man from the Zhao family, isn't this grandson a scornful person?

Wu Yong himself also had his own pride. When he heard that his master was particularly fond of Zhao Qianye, he became upset and said in a low voice: "Teacher, in the battle tomorrow, I will let you know that Yong'er is no worse than the young master of the Zhao family."

What."

Ji Wuhen laughed loudly after hearing this, stroking his beard and saying happily: "Okay, okay, okay... I'll wait and see what happens tomorrow!"

Wu Yong clenched his fists, his eyes bursting with strong fighting spirit, "Zhao Qianye, I will let you know what a true genius is!"

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night!

Zhao Qianye spray-painted himself in his sleep, turned over and held the quilt between his arms, muttering to himself, "It's the one who suffered a thousand cuts again, is he thinking about me, young master?"

He muttered and fell asleep again.

The next morning!

Zhao Qianye got up early, washed up, had breakfast, met up with Qin Ruoxi, Xiao Pang, and Song Qingshu, and left the hotel together to the playground of the Supreme Court.

Because it was an individual battle, today's match was held directly on the huge playground.

The school made adjustments overnight, and 72 huge arenas have appeared on the huge playground.

The arena is a metal rock forged with a special secret method, blessed and infused with secret patterns. Each piece has the same specifications, one foot long and one foot high.

The foundation stone at the bottom of the arena is forged from special secret-grained fine steel. This kind of thing is used to make the outer armor of spaceships, which shows its hardness and durability. It is ten feet long and one foot thick.

So when the students came to the playground, they saw exaggerated and heavy arenas born overnight.

The arena was forged with secret patterns and special materials. It would be very difficult for a demigod to even scratch his skin, let alone break the foundation stone and destroy the school playground.

Therefore, the Supreme Court spent a lot of effort and protection on this personal station.

After all, there are many demigod-level freshmen in this fall camp trial. If they really fight to the end and directly dismantle the Super High Court, it would be a big joke.

"Boss, this extra-high court is bleeding heavily this time!"

Xiaopang stared at the arena not far away, and his eyes lit up when he saw the extraordinary materials used to build the arena.

Dark lines spread from the base and the metal rock in all directions, and finally converged at a point in the center of the arena, increasing the strength and durability of the entire arena several times out of thin air.

Some people who are well versed in the secret forbidden arts and the power of runic laws will know the difficulty as soon as they see these secret patterns.

Song Qingshu pushed up his eyes and exclaimed, "Big deal!"

Zhao Qianye nodded slightly and said with a calm smile: "I'm afraid some people may have watched this personal battle."