Gao Wu: I, the human martial saint, suppress all races

The camp is shaking!

People from other areas came one after another to find out what happened.

"Do not enter!"

Lines of soldiers blocked the way.

"I'm from the Duanmu family, get out of the way!"

In front, Duanmu Lei, who had been injured by Lin Mo before, said with an ugly expression. Next to him was Duan Mukong.

"You dare to stop us?"

Duanmukong also said with an unhappy expression.

On the front line, the Duanmu family is not afraid of anyone!

"This is the order of the four generals!"

The soldier said coldly, looking at Duanmu Lei and Duanmukong whose expressions instantly froze.

"Or, you want to force your way in!"

Wow!

The surrounding soldiers gathered around and looked at the two men with unkind expressions.

Duanmu Lei's face turned pale.

He never expected that he would be beaten by a student outside, and when he finally returned to the camp, he wanted to make his presence felt in front of the new students, but he would be slapped in the face again.

"retreat!"

The soldier said with a cold expression.

The other soldiers at the back began to feel angry and angry.

"let's go!"

In the end, Duanmu Lei could only leave angrily.

He didn't dare to openly violate the orders given by the four generals!

Even with the support of the Duanmu family, I wouldn’t dare!

"The area that was shaken just now seems to be on the 15th!"

Duanmu Lei said sadly.

Duanmukong was startled.

"If I remember correctly, that boy was on the 15th!"

Duanmukong showed a trace of ecstasy on his face.

"If I could blow him up..."

As Duanmukong spoke, he quickly turned around and looked around. When he saw that no one noticed him, he lowered his voice and said, "It would be best if we can blow him up. Otherwise, let him die outside when we go on a mission!"

Duanmu Lei nodded with fierce eyes.

He was defeated by a student, what a shame and humiliation!

Lin Mo must die!

Otherwise, his reputation on the front line will be ruined!

"Lin Mo! This time, you will be the first to be eliminated during the general selection!"

Duanmukong turned back and looked at area No. 15 from a distance, with a trace of resentment flashing in his eyes.

All were deported.

"Brother Yu, something happened in area 15."

In a room, several people stood at the door, looking respectfully at the person who was meditating in front of them and said.

Dressed in white, he has a thin figure, black hair reaching past his shoulders, a face like a crown of jade, and a white light surrounding his body.

On his waist hangs an exquisite waist badge.

There are two big characters written on it.

Su Yu!

Su family, Su Yu!

The person who became the descendant of the Martial Saint!

"No. 15, is there anyone I need to pay attention to?"

Su Yu opened his eyes, and a strong mental pressure swept over him, making the faces of the people at the door look more respectful.

"There is a person named Lin Mo."

"He defeated Duanmu Kong and Duanmu Lei and took away the Duanmu family's Ten Evil Pictures!"

Su Yu's eyes flashed with surprise.

"Can someone actually defeat Duanmu Lei?"

Duanmukong was ignored by him.

"Continue to observe and report any news."

Su Yu closed his eyes again.

Several people left with fists in their hands.

"Lin Mo?"

"I hope you can interest me a little bit!"

……

Within area No. 15.

When the white air flow blocked all the energy and blood, Bai Chen breathed a sigh of relief and slowly withdrew.

"All students have been rescued!"

After the head count, the soldiers will report.

"We happen to be fine, so just wait for him!"

One of the generals smiled, and the other three nodded.

"Take the injured to treatment first."

Bai Chen took the order and pulled Liu Shuang'er away who looked worried.

"But little Momo..."

"It's fine!"

Bai Chen comforted him, but Lin Mo was never found in the crowd.

"Could it be..."

A thought flashed through Bai Chen's mind, and he was so shocked that he couldn't help but look back.

At the door of No. 15, the four generals were quietly waiting for the blood inside to dissipate.

"Boom!"

Under the white air flow, the drop of blood in Lin Mo's chest was beating powerfully!

"I still need more blood!"

Cold sweat broke out on Lin Mo's forehead.

He never thought that gathering the first star would be so difficult.

The energy and blood in his body was only half full, and even with the fourth-level spiritual power, there was still a gap.

"The Sutra of Immortality!"

At the last moment, Lin Mo naturally would not give up and drive the drop of blood in his heart.

In the wilderness.

After just ambushing a wave of creatures stained with the blood of all races, Lin Mo No. 2 did not hesitate at all, pulling away and speeding away into the distance.

Immediately, after landing in a hidden place, he sat cross-legged on the ground and dispersed all the energy and blood that had been filled during this period.

hum!

The space is shaking!

In the surprised eyes of the four generals, wisps of energy and blood appeared out of thin air next to Lin Mo, and then merged into his body.

"What kind of martial skill is this? Can you draw breath from the air?"

one of them asked.

silence.

The four of them looked at Lin Mo curiously. They had never heard of this kind of martial arts.

"call!"

After absorbing this huge flow of energy and blood, Lin Mo's breathing gradually calmed down.

But the figure in the wilderness became much shriveled in an instant, and its breath plummeted.

At this moment, inside Lin Mo's body, a bright star was completing its final condensation!

"Nine-Star Hegemonic Body Art" is running crazily according to its unique trajectory.

Qi and blood roar!

Spiritual dance!

Constantly impacting the restraints of the white airflow.

"This little guy's blood is getting stronger and stronger!"

The four people exclaimed, strengthening again!

""Nine-Star Hegemonic Body Art"!"

"The first star!"

"Finally, it's done!"

In Lin Mo's excited expression, at his heart, next to the drop of blood, an extremely bright golden star slowly emerged!

"Double the blood!"

Lin Mo's eyes, which had been closed, suddenly opened at this moment!

boom!

In the shocked expressions of the four generals, with Lin Mo as the center, an aura far stronger than before suddenly burst out!

"The waves are gone!"

"Only I will remain standing!"

In the endless energy and blood, a still green, but extremely firm voice resounded!

immediately.

A slender figure directly broke through the blockage of the white air flow and slowly walked out of the room.

"This aura is from a fourth-level warrior!"

After feeling the aura on Lin Mo's body, the four generals were stunned.

The last thing they expected happened!

Appear before them now!

In the general selection competition, among the average second to third level warriors, a fourth level freak appeared!

"Which Martial Saint is this descendant of?"

One of the generals said subconsciously, but immediately noticed something was wrong.

The descendants of the Martial Saint are all in the noble area No. 1, so they don’t need to live here, it’s still No. 15.

"Then he is..."

The four of them looked at each other, and an idea flashed through their minds.

And Lin Mo's figure finally appeared clearly in front of them.

"I can't hold back my strength again!"

"Why was it destroyed like this?"

"It's over, I don't want to pay for it!"

"I have no money!"