Armor: I'm crazy because of the goddess's pursuit

Jiu Ming's face darkened when he heard Wang Batian say that he had good teeth.

It's like you really have me in your hands.

no……

Do you think your buddy is really a level 10 pianist? There is no such level 10 pianist in the world.

It's not that Jiu Ming didn't believe the other party! It's just that there is really no convincing power at all. You know what that means.

To reach the so-called tenth level of piano, one needs to get nine votes from the world's top ten pianists. If two of them get a cross,

Then he has no qualification at all.

Moreover, piano playing must have the support of tens of millions of fans to reach the tenth level of piano, which is completely wrapped in layers of strict requirements.

It has not appeared at all in recent years.

"Haha! Tell me, who is your good buddy? He's so awesome and has a tenth-level piano degree. I hope he doesn't end up not even having a first-level degree."

No matter how stupid Wang Batian was, he understood that the person in front of him did not believe him at all, but instead had a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

At this time, Zhao Kong, who was practicing physical fitness, put down the dumbbells in his hand, watched Jiu Ming arguing with a stranger, and came over to watch with a little interest.

"Hey! Jiu Ming, what's wrong, brother? Did you have an argument with a stranger? Aren't you the calm and peaceful Tsunamisumi Summoner?"

"Where has your calmness gone?"

Hearing Zhao Kong's mocking voice, Jiu Ming's face turned even darker. He looked at Wang Batian with some displeasure and said.

"This guy said his best friend is a level 10 pianist! That's impossible. Even I'm only level 4 pianist. I've loved it for so many years, but I can't get to level 5."

Zhao Kong was stunned, then looked at Wang Batian in disbelief, and then covered his mouth and couldn't help laughing:

"Hahaha! Holy shit, I'm dying of laughter. Who is that good buddy of yours? He's such a boaster..."

"The problem is, you actually believed it! This is simply impossible. Do you know what a grade 10 piano player means? That's the best player in the world."

Wang Batian scratched his head. Both of them were armor summoners. This ridicule made him lose confidence. After all, he didn't have such ability.

I don't understand how powerful the piano is.

"Well, my good friend is called Yu Fan, and he really told me that, and he played really well! It felt very special, and it was unforgettable anyway."

Wang Batian said this a little embarrassedly.

Jiu Ming couldn't help but want to laugh. After all, this was simply impossible. How could there be so many people with tenth-level piano skills on the street?

If it were true that everyone's friend was a level 10 pianist, then Jiu Ming would have lived in vain for all those years.

However, Zhao Kong, who was standing by, was about to laugh when he heard the name, but he quickly realized that something was wrong...

hiss!

Wait, who did this guy just mention as his good buddy?

What the hell!

It was him again, Yu Fan, the summoner of the Emperor Armor.

Zhao Kong took a deep breath and said, "What's your best friend's name?"

"Yu Fan, what's wrong?"

Wang Batian looked at the shocked Zhao Kong with a bit of strangeness, and then finished speaking.

Zhao Kong seemed to be frightened and took two steps back: "Fuck! How come you are a good friend of that evil star? Are you kidding me?"

"Ah? What's wrong with that..."

Wang Batian was still very confused. He didn't know why Zhao Kong suddenly revealed the national quintessence again, and he looked very shocked.

This made Wang Batian think that he was sick.

Jiu Ming also looked at Zhao Kong strangely, not understanding why he had become like this. It felt like he was completely different from the impression he had of Zhao Kong.

"Zhao Kong, what's wrong with you?"

"I am going to tell you something very serious now."

Zhao Kong looked at Jiu Ming seriously. This scene made him feel a little unconfident. After all, Zhao Kong was rarely serious.

Jiu Ming said nervously, "What on earth could have shocked you so much? Could it be that his brother is really a tenth-level pianist?"

"What an international joke!"

Zhao Kong shook his head, put a hand on Jiu Ming's shoulder, and said in a serious tone: "I don't know if his buddy has reached the tenth level of piano, but his buddy has a nickname called."

"Monster Killing Machine!"

As soon as these words came out, Jiu Ming's face changed slightly. Thinking of an emergency notice and a string of armor information not long ago, he felt sweat pouring down his back.

He looked at Wang Batian in disbelief and said, "You must have a background! Why didn't you say so earlier?"

Wang Batian looked completely dumbfounded. He had no idea what strange things the other party was talking about. It was beyond his understanding.

Wang Batian looked at the two of them in confusion: "What on earth are you talking about..."

Jiu Ming asked doubtfully: "You really don't know?"

"I don't know! What happened to you guys?"

There was a big question on Wang Batian's face. Ever since he mentioned Yu Fan's name, the two of them had been talking nonstop, asking what kind of mutant beast killing machine was this?

He simply couldn't understand it. Although he knew every word, he just couldn't understand them when they were put together.

Jiu Ming was silent for a few seconds, then he placed a hand on his shoulder and imitated Zhao Kong's movements, his face full of affection: "In fact, I have admired your good buddy for a long time. If he doesn't give up, I would like to worship him as my big brother!"

"..."

Wang Batian looked at Jiu Ming in confusion.

Zhao Kong was seen flipping through the news on his mobile phone. He opened the latest content and handed it to Wang Batian. Then he sighed, turned around and started smoking.

His face was full of vicissitudes: "Ah, it's all tears when I talk about it. That day, your good buddy beat me into an idiot."

Wang Batian watched in the news, and saw the Emperor Armor holding the Aurora Shield standing behind him, and then he pushed the high-speed train with both hands, waving his huge energy arm.

He protected the safety of an entire carload of people and escaped unscathed.

With a backhand slap, he blew up a supernatural beast...

One against five, the advantage is on my side!

Even the Feiying Armor and Fengying Armor who arrived didn't get any benefits. Wang Batian even saw a man with a bandage on his head.

She gave him an unhappy look.

He finally knew why...

Because the video soon played the scene where the Emperor Armor fired a shot at the Wind Eagle Armor, and with a point of the little hand, the Wind Eagle Armor, which was mainly based on speed and assault, was instantly blown away.

The helmet of the entire armor was almost broken apart.

After watching this entire high-end game, Wang Batian took a deep breath and fell silent: "...Is this awesome armor really transformed by my good buddy?"

Jiu Ming scrolled to the last part of the video, and saw that after the Emperor's armor was untransformed, an extremely handsome boy stood there with his hands in his pockets, his eyes shining with a red-gold light.

Declare war on all evil forces...

Wang Batian felt that his CPU was about to burn out!

"Fuck! It's true. He is the Emperor Armor that I admire the most. I treat you as my good friend, but you secretly saved the world behind my back!"

"Wow! I'm really cracked, save the world without me."

Wang Batian squatted on the ground, took the cigarette from Zhao Kong's hand and started smoking it with great effort, his face full of pain.

"It hurts, it hurts too much!"