Godly Talent Duplicate System

Thousands of students in Tianmen heard this, all of them trembling with excitement.

Yes, even if you are covered with iron, you can stick a few nails!

Thinking of this, a confident look appeared on their faces.

"Where's Twinings?"

Ye Chen thought that Chuanning was the leader of Tianmen, he still had to let him out, and they had an equal dialogue.

"Our leader is in retreat!"

The students of all Tianmen thought that Ye Chen was scared. In addition to being full of confidence, their faces also showed a lot of pride.

Ye Chen thought that since Chuanning was in retreat, he had to solve it himself.

The Martial Arts Academy allows students to fight, but it cannot cause death or disability.

Some of the old students who do not belong to the Tianmen have their faces so wonderful, thinking that Ye Meng and Tianmen will collide, it will be wonderful.

"So, you who beat people can stand up now."

Ye Chen said slowly.

"Just come out, can you still eat us?"

With that, a dozen old students came out.

They think of having Tianmen as their strong backing, and they are not afraid of anything.

Ye Chen's face was silent as water, he looked at the dozen or so old students in front of him.

"Yellow level talent."

"Yellow level talent."

"Yellow level talent."

The all-in-one yellow talent, although the yellow talent is already a cultivation talent against the sky in the eyes of many people, in front of Ye Chen, it is a little stranger.

A dozen old students all looked at Ye Chen sarcastically, they knew that Ye Chen would never do anything to them.

"Give you a chance to slap yourself a hundred slaps." Ye Chen slowly said to the dozen old students in front of him.

what?

A dozen old students were startled, naturally they didn't expect Ye Chen to say such words.

Not just them, all the old students on the square were shocked.

Slap yourself... a hundred slaps?

Is this still a chance?

"Ye Chen, don't you think you are too arrogant?"

One of the dozen old students stared at Ye Chen and said.

"Is it?"

The corner of Ye Chen's mouth rose slightly, and a wicked smile appeared.

Suddenly, he moved.

The eight-star warlord had the terrifying power of the ten-star warlord. His speed was fast, but he was in front of the old man talking in an instant.

He raised his palm and slapped it.

Snapped!

This slap, the students in the entire square heard clearly.

The old student who was beaten flew upside down and fell heavily to the ground.

He was dumbfounded!

A few seconds later, the old student felt the hot pain. He touched his face, but his face was swollen like a pig's head.

Ahhhhh!

The old student screamed loudly.

This……

The dozen or so old students beside Ye Chen reacted at this moment, and they all prepared to face Ye Chen opponents.

But how are they Ye Chen's opponent?

Suddenly, the faces of the dozen or so old students were all hit hard, just because Ye Chen slapped each of them.

They all flew upside down like the old students who had been beaten just now, fell to the ground and screamed loudly.

Quiet, silent, needle drop can be heard.

The eyes of all the students in the square opened a little wider than usual, Ye Chen's speed, the speed of his shots was too fast.

Almost there even appeared...afterimages!

After a long time, the students on the square came back to their senses. They looked at the mountain that the young generation of Nu Haidi could not overcome with amazement.