Metropolitan Super Deity

Yanjing, the top of Bauhinia.

In the attic at the highest point, Team Leader Long Er hurried upstairs.

Facing the door, he bowed deeply and said:

Master Qinglong, Ling Fei, has gone to the Atlantic Ocean.

The attic was quiet for a long time before a flat voice came out.

Go, go, so what?

There was a deep worry on the brows of Long Er's team leader.

There are so many masters on the other side, I'm afraid... Ling Fei will lose.

After finishing speaking, he said a little anxiously:

Ling Fei is a rare genius in China for thousands of years. If he fails and is killed in this competition, it will be a great loss for China!

Qinglong said lightly:

When you come out to hang out, you always have to pay it back. This is his choice, and it's also his result. Everything can't be blamed on others.

Are you going to give up on him like this?

Dragon Two!

A stern shout came from the attic, causing Long Er to tremble suddenly in fright.

Remember your identity, you are the second team leader of the dragon group, just do your job well.

yes....

Long Er broke out in a cold sweat, just now Qinglong's stern shout almost frightened him out of courage.

I'm going to go out for a few days to learn more. You are in charge of the dragon group's affairs. If you have any doubts, you can go to the former group leader.

Team leader Long Er suddenly widened his eyes.

perception?

Qinglong's current strength must be at the peak of Nascent Soul, if he realizes it, wouldn't it be... Huashen?

That is the existence in the ancient times in the legend. In modern society, no one can reach that state! Could it be... Qinglong has reached that point now?

Thinking of this, Team Leader Long Er once again bowed deeply towards the attic.

Ling Fei may be a genius, and to Huaxia, he is considered a precious asset.

However, for Huaxia, Qinglong is orthodox!

 …

At the same time, far away in the Atlantic Ocean, hundreds of warships were quietly floating on the sea.

These warships are not troops sent by various countries, but warships sent by major families who came to visit this battle.

For them, this kind of decisive battle between masters is very rare, and it may be of great help and reminder for their future practice.

This is not just a battle, but also a teaching feast.

Of course, not everyone can afford the tuition fee, no identity, no status, no family with hundreds of billions, if you want to visit, sorry, there is no door!

It was almost noon, and the battleship with the Chinese flag printed on it slowly came here under the eyes of experts from all over the world who were looking forward to it.

The warships on both sides quickly moved out of the way to allow the Huaxia warships to enter.

In the innermost part, there are a total of twelve huge warships, which are comparable in size to the warships carrying Ling Fei.

Thinking with his toes, he could guess that those twelve warships were carrying Ling Fei's opponent today.

Standing or sitting at the front of the twelve warships, there are a total of twelve top masters, each of them has the peak strength of the late Nascent Soul, and each of them is the overlord of one party!

Now, they gathered on the Atlantic Ocean to fight together, but their opponent was just a peak player in the late stage of alchemy.

It seems absurd to say, but it is so true!

Those who watched from a distance hooked their heads, wanting to see what Ling Fei, a Chinese hero, looks like and what is his age? But unfortunately, they couldn't see anything special on the deck.

On top of the other twelve warships, there was a huge pitch-black warship, and on the front of the deck stood a dark-skinned African man. He was wearing sunglasses, with dreadlocks, and fancy short-sleeved shorts. At first glance, he looked like a slutty star.

But if you look closely, you will unexpectedly find that his muscles are particularly strong and full of explosive power, as if anytime, anywhere, one fist is enough to penetrate a mountain!

He was a little impatient, folded his arms around his chest, kicked his feet, and the whole warship felt a faint tremor.

Before everyone was shocked, he had already jumped onto the surface of the sea.

Huaxia's pawn, what's wrong? Could it be that he was scared away halfway? Why didn't he come out?

In the dining room of the Huaxia Warship, Ling Fei was enjoying a leisurely sip of tea when a lieutenant general next to him couldn't help whispering in his ear:

Mr. Ling, the Vajra King has already started shouting, you see...?

It's okay, leave him alone.

After Ling Fei finished speaking, he continued to drink tea with a relaxed expression.

In his eyes, this is not a battle, but just a little game after dinner.

In a sense, Ling Fei didn't want to respect those so-called 'opponents'.

Because they are not worthy!

That's why Ling Fei is so leisurely.

At this time, King Kong outside continued to shout.

Hey! How long do you want to procrastinate, China's shrinking tortoise? Hurry up and die, and save everyone's time!

King Kong yelled again, the Huaxia warship still did not move, not even Ling Fei's shadow was seen.

The surrounding nobles couldn't help laughing at Ling Fei.

If you don't dare to come, don't come. Can the garbage not be shamed here? Waste of our precious time.

That's right, rubbish, don't dare to fight, don't be ashamed here, get out of here.

 …

Seeing a lot of monks around him helping him despise Ling Fei, King Kong couldn't help but feel a little more proud.

Instead, he pinched his waist with both hands, raised his chin, and his face was full of contempt for Ling Fei.

Hey! Cowardly Chinese people, if you have no courage, then I will attack. It's a pity that your warship will follow you and go into the sea to feed the sharks.

Inside the warship, the lieutenant general found Ling Fei again in a panic. He had just drunk half of the tea in his cup.

Mr. Ling, don't continue to drink tea here. The Vajra King outside is going to smash our warship. If he hits this, it's okay. Our warship must have directly entered the bottom of the sea.

It's okay, with me here, he can't move this warship.

The tone of Ling Fei's mouth was surprisingly flat, as if in his eyes, the other party was just like a little flea.

He continued to drink tea, but the Vajra King outside obviously couldn't sit still.

Ling Fei ignored him once or twice, his eyes were already a little annoyed.

Bastard, I'll give you some face, but you really think of yourself as a god? How can a small character like you insult me, my majestic King of South Africa? Since you don't come out, I will beat you until you come out. .”

drink!

The Vajra King shouted loudly, and the black skin all over his body began to emit a kind of golden energy, and a monstrous momentum was slowly gathering.