Wronged at the beginning? Sorry, everyone must die!

Chapter 62 Brother Lu! You are my God!
After everyone's attention was attracted by Chang'an Wu Da.

The head of the Li family, Li Changhai, came to Mr. Mo quietly and silently.

"Mr. Mo, I haven't been able to contact Li Chengze for several days!
Shouldn't he be representing the North War University and participating in the national Wuhan University assessment at this moment?
Why did he disappear? "

Mr. Mo coughed lightly and said vaguely: "Li Chengze? I don't know either? We have been looking for him for a long time and couldn't find him!"

Li Changhai frowned, obviously doubting Mo Lao's response.

However, Mr. Mo was highly respected in the Great Xia Kingdom, so Li Changhai did not question him in public. Instead, he turned and walked towards the Yuwen family's territory.

In a remote corner, Li Changhai and Yuwen Jing stood side by side, whispering in low voices.

"Master Li, have you made all the arrangements?"

"Maybe something went wrong!"

"what happened?"

"Li Chengze is missing! There is no way to cooperate with the outside forces to lure Lu Hong and the others deep into the Ten Thousand Races battlefield!"

Yu Wenjing was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke: "It doesn't affect the overall situation! Lu Hong and the others entered from Gate No. 3, there is only that one way!

With Lu Hong's strength, he will definitely be able to reach the depths!
By then, no matter whether it is Lu Hong or Mo Qilin, no one will be left alive!"

Li Changhai's voice was low and resolute, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth: "Lu Hong! You must be buried with my Li family!"

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Although Mr. Mo noticed the whispers of the two people in the corner, he did not investigate further.

His attention was deeply attracted by the fierce battle situation assessed by Wuhan University.

At this moment, under the attention of everyone, Qin Feng from Chang'an Wuda seemed to have become the focus of all attention.

"What kind of monster is this Qin Feng from Chang'an Wuda?"

"A sixth-level cultivator from the Ten Thousand Races couldn't survive even a second under his hands! This is too horrible!"

"Just now, there seemed to be a seventh-level rock ape among them!"

"What! A seventh-level Myriad Clan member was also killed instantly by Qin Feng?

This Qin Feng is clearly just a sixth-rank warrior!

How can he be so strong! "

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Qin Qiquan, the president of Chang'an Wuhan University, had an unconcealable smug smile on his face as he proudly spoke to everyone.

“What everyone doesn’t know is that my Qin Feng has awakened an SSS-level talent, Blood Evil Wind.

His talent is rare in a thousand years!
I am making a bold statement here, among all the SSS-level talents, no talent is stronger than Qin Feng’s!

Qin Feng's future achievements are limitless!"

Just when Qin Qiquan was feeling smug, a cry of surprise broke the silence at the scene.

"Look! Beizhan Wuda's points instantly increased to 30 points!
It’s only 8 points away from Chang’an Wuhan University!”

"What is that? Nine fire dragons?"

“These nine fire dragons are lifelike, just like the real ones!
Even through the screen, one can feel the pressure brought by this fire dragon!"

"Wherever the fire dragon passed, all races were reduced to ashes, leaving no trace behind! This method is shocking!"

"Who is this student from Beizhan Wuda? How come I have never heard of such a person?"

"He is Lu Hong! Lu Zhenyan's son! He has awakened two SSS-level talents!"

"Double SSS-level talents? Another monster!"

"This Lu Hong feels like he's even better than Qin Feng!"

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With Lu Hong's amazing performance, Qin Qiquan's smile, which had just bloomed, froze in an instant.

Qin Qiquan retorted coldly: "Although Lu Hong has awakened two SSS-level talents!
However, his talent is completely incomparable to Qin Feng's talent! The myriad races that Lu Hong killed with the fire dragon were all at the sixth level.

If he encounters the myriad races at the seventh level, can Lu Hong's fire dragon still defeat them so easily?
What if I meet the eighth-level myriad races again?
I'm afraid Lu Hong has no choice but to run away!

But Qin Feng is different!

Qin Feng has personally killed a member of the Ten Thousand Races who was at the eighth level of cultivation!"

As soon as Qin Qiquan said this, there was an uproar at the scene!
"What? Kill the Ten Thousand Races with the eighth level of cultivation?"

"Qin Feng's strength is unexpectedly so strong!

You know, there is a huge difference between a sixth-level warrior and an eighth-level warrior!

An eighth-level warrior can easily blast a sixth-level warrior into pieces with just a single move!

If a sixth-level warrior can survive for more than ten seconds at the hands of an eighth-level warrior, it can be considered that this sixth-level warrior is truly capable!
What about killing him?"

Even the usually calm Mr. Mo was feeling extremely emotional at this moment.

Qin Feng can actually kill an eighth-level warrior!
This was the most terrifying genius he had ever seen!

The last person who could kill an eighth-level warrior at the sixth level has now stood at the pinnacle of strength in the Great Xia Kingdom!
Although Lu Hong also killed the seventh-level warrior Li Changhua!

However, there is a complete difference between a seventh-level warrior and an eighth-level warrior!
For an eighth-level warrior, it is not just about improving the power of Qi and blood.

What's more, an eighth-level warrior can perfectly utilize the power of talent and the power of origin!

For an eighth-level warrior who possesses the power of origin, it is a dimensionality reduction attack on lower-level warriors!

If Li Changhua could master all the original power, then Lu Hong would probably not have the opportunity to participate in the national martial arts assessment!

Just as everyone was discussing the matter, a commotion arose among the crowd again.

"Look! Changan Wuda's points! It's over 100!"

"One million people from the Ten Thousand Races have already died at the hands of Qin Feng!"

"Bei Zhan Wu Da is not weak either, the score has reached 90!"

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This news undoubtedly ignited the enthusiasm of the scene again.

The performances of Changan Wuhan University and North Station Wuhan University were far ahead of other teams.

Yenching University, Wuhan University and Nanjing Forestry University, have just broken through 10 points so far.

If they knew that Lu Hong and Qin Feng's team had killed ten times as many people from the Ten Thousand Races as they did.

They will probably cry!
At this moment, Lu Hong was like a god of war descending to the earth.

He was surrounded by nine blazing fire dragons, tumbling and roaring. Wherever they passed, all races were reduced to ashes.

All the races in the battlefield where they were staying were burned to ashes by Lu Hong, leaving not a single piece of armor behind.

Only the burning breath and the empty battlefield were left.

Mo Qilin and the other two followed closely behind Lu Hong. Their figures seemed so small compared to Lu Hong's battle record.

Mo Qilin secretly admired in his heart.

You are worthy of being my Brother Lu!

This is a real thigh!
No matter what happens from now on, you must follow my brother Lu closely!

Brother Lu eats the meat and I drink the soup!

Brother Lu! You are my God!
Lu Hong looked around and finally stopped at Mo Qilin, asking, "Is this the so-called battlefield of all races? Why are there only a few of them? And they are all so weak?"

Seeing this, Mo Qilin quickly quickened his pace, stood respectfully beside Lu Hong, and explained: "Brother Lu! Although this is the battlefield of all races!
But, it is not the real battlefield of all races!"

Hearing this, Lu Hong raised his eyebrows slightly: "Hmm? What do you mean?"

(End of this chapter)