Resurrection of Spiritual Energy, A Hundred Times Potential of the Physical Body at the Start

After walking far away, away from Zhang Song's sight, He Yuanwu couldn't hold on any longer and sat on the ground.

At this moment, he was already in a cold sweat.

"What should I do, I offended him just now, will he kill me?"

No master can be humiliated, let alone a great master.

A person like the Great Grandmaster does not say life and death, but if he kills someone who offends him, absolutely no one will stand up and stop him.

Every great master is a pillar of the human race. Offending the great master is equivalent to a crime. This is already written into the law.

Even if they don't kill them, they will be sentenced according to the law, and three to five years of prison reform are inevitable.

No matter how proud He Yuanwu is, it is because his family knows his own affairs.

His talent, the Grandmaster is a bit possible, but the Grandmaster has no hope at all.

It's so immortal, I actually look down on the great master.

clap clap!

He slapped himself directly.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Juan said before that her character would cause trouble, and she did not want to fulfill it immediately.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Juan was shocked and hurriedly took He Yuanwu's hand.

Only then did she realize that He Yuanwu's hands and feet were cold, and his whole body was soaked in cold sweat.

He immediately reacted, He Yuanwu should be worried about ignoring Jiang Xiaolong before.

He comforted: "Jiang Xiaolong shouldn't embarrass you. If he cares, he has already slapped you to death before..."

Hearing this, He Yuanwu's spirit was shocked, like a drowning man grabbed a life-saving straw: "Really? You didn't lie to me?"

He was so frightened by the sudden thing that he didn't have the heart to analyze it at all.

Zhang Juan explained: "Jiang Xiaolong probably doesn't want people to know that he has become a great master, so he shouldn't trouble you."

"But he is the great master, you must not say it, otherwise you will really offend him."

"At that time, I'm afraid no one will be able to protect you."

He Yuanwu hurriedly nodded: "I definitely won't say it."

He breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that Zhang Juan's words made sense.

"After seeing you, do you still dare to look at people through your nostrils?" Zhang Juan joked.

He Yuanwu showed embarrassment: "Don't dare, I will definitely be approachable in the future."

"If you find me doing this again, please beat me hard."

He was really frightened, and felt that he had been locked in the gate of hell for a while.

He didn't expect that there would be such mythical characters among his classmates. The key is that such people have always been unremarkable, low-key, and polite to classmates.

"Is he really a great master?"

After a while, He Yuanwu came back to his senses and asked such a question.

"You still don't believe it?" Zhang Juan stared, looking at He Yuanwu badly.

He Yuanwu hurriedly shook his head and explained: "I mean, Jiang Xiaolong may just be a master who mastered the art of spiritual boxing, and his strength has not yet reached the standard of a great master."

After really recognizing Jiang Xiaolong's identity, they still deduced some facts.

But even so, Jiang Xiaolong is his unattainable existence.

Zhang Juan also felt this possibility, nodded and said: "In short, we can't provoke him, and if it is possible to start school, we can improve our relationship."

There are such thighs in the classmates. If you don't hug them, you will be an idiot.

Before Jiang Xiaolong knew that they already knew the details, they might be able to become real friends.

"Let's go, go somewhere else..."

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When I got home, it was already dark.

Father Jiang Yi and eldest brother Jiang Hai were watching TV. The picture on the TV was that the army of the human race was fighting fierce beasts.

Overwhelming, the entire screen is full of the shadow of the beast.

These ferocious beasts, one by one, were ferocious and terrifying, even across the screen, Jiang Xiaolong could feel the fierce aura coming towards him.

This scene on TV is not a computer special effect, but a real thing.

The battlefield is like a meat grinder, and people who are titled warriors can't splash on such a battlefield.

The masters of the masters are all being damaged, and from time to time there will be pictures of the great master being torn apart by fierce beasts.

The number of people who die every second is in the dozens or dozens.

Of course, it was not easy for the vicious beast. Missiles were constantly being launched from the sky, blasting into the depths of the beast army, tearing the beast to pieces.

Jiang Xiaolong glanced at his father and elder brother.

The injuries of these two people were left behind in the battle that seemed like a meat grinder.

To be honest, I was really lucky to survive.

"Brother, where is the beast riot happening again."

Jiang Xiaolong asked.

There is no audio commentary on the TV, and the pictures are all taken by drones.

"Qinglong Mountain!" Jiang Yi gritted his teeth.

One of his arms and one thigh was lost in Qinglong Mountain.

"What? The beasts of Qinglong Mountain have rioted again?"

Even though Jiang Xiaolong had the fighting power of a grandmaster at this moment, he was taken aback and hurriedly sat down. *