Global power: Awakening of the Purple Sky Divine Thunder at the beginning

Zizizizi~~~

On the field, the dark SSS-level Chaos Thunder jumped on the surface of Xu Jingming's battle suit.

He did not enter the Thunder Extreme State or Thunderstorm State.

But even so, the amazing aura that naturally emanated still shocked the entire stadium.

"Grandmaster? He is actually a Grandmaster?"

"When did he break through? I remember that he seemed to be only in the middle of the seventh level a few months ago?"

"Haha, I knew that the Thunder Emperor would never let me down!"

"......"

Hundreds of millions of viewers were in ecstasy.

Some young girls who regarded Xu Jingming as an idol were even more excited and flushed, shouting Xu Jingming's title name crazily.

"Eighth level?"

In the VIP room, Meng Yu was stunned.

Before the battle began, she thought Xu Jingming would be very strong, and even put her brother Meng Ke in a tough battle.

But she didn't expect that the other party had broken through the seventh level and achieved the position of the eighth-level Grandmaster!

Next to him, Green, who had been resting with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes and looked at Xu Jingming on the field.

His originally calm expression finally showed some fluctuations after he sensed that powerful aura.

But that was all...

"Meng Ke will definitely lose this game. Tell the teachers."

After saying this, Green closed his eyes again.

"Definitely lose..."

Meng Yu bit her red lips with her pearly teeth, and her beautiful eyes were full of unwillingness.

Their goal was to maintain a winning streak and complete the mission of the high priest.

But she also knew that the gap between the seventh and eighth levels was like a natural chasm.

Both sides had SS-level abilities, and no matter how strong their combat skills were, they could not cross this gap.

"I understand. I'll notify them right away."

After taking a deep breath, Meng Yu sent a message to each of the three teachers......

......

"Since you have already broken through to the eighth level, why do you still choose the seventh level challenge list?"

In the air of the arena,

Meng Ke, who was like a giant dragon, had lost his arrogance just now, but instead looked very ugly.

"It's not me who chose you, it's you who chose me."

Xu Jingming's voice was steady and powerful, "Besides, didn't you just say that?

As long as I'm younger than you, I can challenge you.

I think, at the age of 21 this year, I shouldn't be older than you, a 26-year-old genius, right?"

He deliberately emphasized the word "genius".

Anyone can hear the sarcasm here, including Meng Ke.

"You!"

Meng Ke's handsome face suddenly turned liver-colored.

He would never have thought that what he said a minute ago would become a boomerang and hit him in the face a minute later.

What's more important is that he couldn't refute it!

"Thunder Emperor is right!"

"Yes! This is your own choice. You have to keep fighting even if you are at the eighth level!"

"Huh, it feels good. It turns out that it has to be Thunder Emperor."

"......"

In contrast to Meng Ke's anger, the audience cheered.

There was no way. The strong men from various countries had defeated 24 people in total at the hands of Meng Ke.

It was too aggrieved!

It was not easy for them to see the dawn of victory, so they naturally had to vent.

"Since the challenge is okay, let's continue fighting."

Xu Jingming's eyes condensed slightly, and his right hand clenched in the air.

Crackling--

Endless black thunder gathered towards his hand, and in just a moment, it formed a dark thunder spear!

The thunder spear flashed with electric light, just like a lightning bolt caught in Xu Jingming's hand.

The violent aura emitted from it made Meng Ke's face change suddenly even though it was thousands of meters away.

Such a strong energy fluctuation!

Can't take it head-on!

"Dragon scale blood armor!"

Without any hesitation, he used his strongest SSS-level defensive combat skills.

A blood shadow in the shape of a giant dragon covered him.

He then flapped his wings and turned into a black phantom and flew to the other side!

His flying speed was very fast, reaching the supersonic level!

He flew hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye!

But at this moment, Xu Jingming on the ground moved.

He twisted his waist, and his waist drove his entire right arm to exert force, and suddenly threw it forward!

Boom! !

A piercing sonic boom sounded, and the lightning spear shot out like lightning.

The audience had no time to react at all, and saw a flash of black light, and the lightning spear directly hit Meng Ke, and then exploded!

Boom! !

The violent black thunder splashed, and the dragon scale blood armor was torn into pieces in an instant, swallowing Meng Ke's huge body!

The arc screamed, and the thunder roared!

Meng Ke was killed before he could even scream!

"Player Meng Ke died. Xu Jingming won this battle!"

The winning notification sound rang throughout the stadium, followed by an uproar at the scene.

"That combat skill just now should be the A-level combat skill of the lightning system, 'Lightning Spear', right?"

"Yes, it is indeed an A-level combat skill."

"The blood armor on Meng Ke is an SSS-level combat skill. The A-level player at the peak of the eighth level didn't break it, but now it has been annihilated by the lightning spear?"

"Horrible, too terrifying."

"..."

Eighth level vs. seventh level, Xu Jingming's victory was expected by everyone.

But no one expected that he would win so easily!

"This..."

In the VIP room, Meng Yu was also stunned.

Unlike ordinary spectators, she knew clearly the defensive power of this dragon scale blood armor.

It could withstand the full force of a ninth-level lower-level martial saint before it broke!

But now it was crushed by an A-level combat skill.

Even if there is a level difference, this power is too exaggerated.

And according to the information they learned.

Xu Jingming also has two other amplification forms that can greatly improve his strength.

The ordinary form is so strong, how terrifying would it be if the amplification was turned on?

And...

Isn't the SS-level Dutian Shenlei golden? How could it be black?

Just when she was confused, Meng Ke, who entered the virtual world again, was teleported over.

"Brother, are you okay? Just now..."

Seeing Meng Ke's ugly face, Meng Yu hurriedly stepped forward with her slender legs.

But before he could finish his words, Meng Ke took a step and directly broke through the French window of the VIP room.

With his wings spread out, he floated in the air and shouted angrily to Xu Jingming who was still on the field:

"Xu Jingming, I don't accept it! You are just higher than me in level. If we were at the same level, you might not be able to beat me!"

The virtual world completely simulates reality. For him who is at the peak of level 7, it is easy to break a French window.

At this time, his powerful voice echoed throughout the gymnasium, attracting the attention of all the audience again.

"Haha, you can't afford to lose, right? You have to admit the rules you set yourself!"

"You are a clown, and you can crush me just like the Thunder Emperor of the same level!"

"Shit Xinhuo Temple, I thought it was so high-end, but it turns out I can't afford it at all!"

"..."

Meng Ke's remarks naturally ushered in unanimous ridicule in different languages ​​from audiences from all over the world.

But Meng Ke had been overwhelmed by the defeat just now. He stared at Xu Jingming on the field and continued to speak:

"According to the level, you shouldn't fight me at all!

If you have the ability, go to the eighth-level challenge list!

If you can really win at that time, I will really admire you!"

Xu Jingming is only the lower eighth level, while Green is the middle eighth level!

A small level difference can already form a crushing for geniuses like them!

He is sure that Xu Jingming will never challenge the eighth-level ranking list!

Thinking of this, Meng Ke's face once again showed the familiar pride and arrogance.

Although this was done with the help of the boss's power, it was enough to make Xu Jingming surrender, which could be regarded as washing away some of the shame of the defeat.

Just as he was thinking this, an indifferent voice came from the field below:

"Eighth-level challenge list? Okay, I promise you."