Oh, my God!


    From the beginning, they thought that the strength of the general was the same as that of Chen Mu language.


    But now, it''s the same as the barbecue dance. What is the eighth floor of jiedan period?


    A fighting puppet of eight levels in the period of Dan jiedan, master Xiaoman, how talented is your second brother to be able to refine such a powerful fighting puppet?


    "Smash mountain and crack!" The two daggers in his hands shot out with a violent drink.


    This is a prefecture level killing move. He is confident that he can defeat the general.


    Boom!!


    Two daggers hit the general''s body, but burst out a strong roar.


    However, the general''s body, in addition to two more seals, there is no actual damage!


    "What the hell?" "What is this guy''s body made of?"


    Shua!


    At this time, the general slowed down and quickly rushed up. The Four Swords whirled quickly and hanged towards the barbecue dance.


    However, the general''s speed was too fast and the momentum was too fierce to avoid.


    Bang!


    The general suddenly stood up. His four swords were suspended in the four fatal parts of the dance. As soon as he moved, he would immediately split up.


    "You lost."


    "Cheat on me!"


    After biting his teeth, he said angrily, "master Xiaoman, you fighting puppet, you can''t cut in at all."


    "Of course, this is the shell made of red sand scorpion. Can it not be hard?" Luo Xiaoman raised his head and said with pride.


    "Red, red sand scorpion?" This is a famous hard material. Ordinary weapons can''t destroy it, even if it''s a prefecture level killing move.


    He could not help but look at the two daggers, and found that there was a gap in them, which was too terrible.


    His dagger is made of fine iron!


    "Little dance, your attack is very strong, your speed and defense are good, but the only deficiency is endurance." Luo Xiaoman pondered for a while and said, "this is the defect you want to make up for in the future."


    The spirit of the barbecue dance trembles and looks at Luo Xiaoman with a complicated face. This is really my own shortcoming.


    The vice president also mentioned it to himself before, but he didn''t pay attention to it. Now, after fighting with the general, this deficiency is more clear and profound.


    "Well, it''s up to you." The barbecue dance curled her lips and looked proud.


    "Well, in the last two days, you should think about how to make up for your shortcomings." Luo Xiaoman stretched out a stretch, then turned around and laughed at Mo yuan.


    Mo yuan slightly a Zheng, understanding to go over, will she hold up.


    These days, Xiaoman likes to be held by him, and Dabai on one side will lose favor.


    Three days, and soon passed.


    Today, finally ushered in the battle for quota.


    People gathered in the college square, staring at the vice president on the high platform, waiting for an announcement.


    "Today, it''s a battle for the number of secret places. At that time, all the students will compete on the same stage. Only when the last group of people stand, will they have the opportunity to enter the secret realm and find their own opportunities. "


    With Tong Ming''s words, people''s eyes are more hot, one by one are fighting high, eager to try.


    "At last Ouyang Xuhua squints his eyes and stares darkly at Luo Xiaoman. "Don''t let me meet your disciples, or I will let them know what a fiasco is. "


    He lowered his eyes and looked at a bottle of pills on his hand, revealing a ferocious smile.


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