This kind of extreme control over the body is naturally brought by the body of destruction.

However, Zhou Long mistook it for Cheng Yuan's talent. Zhou Long looked at Cheng Yuan with more and more eagerness. He originally thought that Cheng Yuan was only outstanding in supernatural abilities, but he didn't expect that he was so talented in firearms shooting.

You know, sniper rifles made of certain special materials, coupled with rare special bullets.

It can even cause damage to high-level supernaturals.

However, that level of special bullets is no longer something that ordinary supernaturals can touch at will, and is strictly controlled by the alliance.

"Very good."

Zhou Long praised lightly, and then retracted his gaze.

For those who are familiar with Zhou Long's teaching method, this"very good" is already a very valuable compliment.

"You should have seen your own results. With your current level, if you were asked to fight with guns, I'm afraid you would just waste bullets."

"So, before the class ends at 5:30, what you have to do is practice how to aim and keep shooting!"

Under Zhou Long's instruction, the freshmen began to hold their guns still, and soon they were sweating profusely.

Cheng Yuan was of course involved, but for him, he would not feel tired even if he lifted such a heavy object for a whole day.

Zhou Long did not let everyone put down their guns until the bell rang.

The freshmen's arms were shaking, and they were so trembling that they could not bend.

In the morning, their legs were tortured, and in the afternoon, their shoulders and arms began to be tortured. After this day, most people felt that they were about to be crippled.

"Class is over, let's go home." Zhou Long looked at everyone with a smile,"Remember to go to bed early at night, tomorrow morning we will still have a 20-kilometer mountain cross-country race, and we need to carry weights."

When the freshmen heard this, their faces immediately fell.

They left one by one with their heads down.

At the same time, Cheng Yuan submerged his consciousness into his mind, looked at the clown who was still sleeping in, and coughed loudly.

The clown was frightened and jumped out of the bed, looking around vigilantly.

When he saw that the person was Cheng Yuan, he couldn't help but said angrily:"What are you doing again, you have to wake me up eight hundred times a day!"

Cheng Yuan raised his eyebrows,"It turns out that I woke up the great clown........"

"I met a playwright and was just about to tell you, since you want to sleep so much, then go ahead and I won't disturb you. I'm leaving now."

The Clown of Truth was startled, and then looked at Cheng Yuan in shock.

"What did you say? Did you find the extraordinary person of the scriptwriter? ?"

Cheng Yuan sighed sadly,"Alas, I disturbed the sleep of the clown master, I am really damned, I shouldn't have come."

The clown:......

【Desire value from the Clown of Truth +630!】

"Stop being so sarcastic. Where is the scriptwriter? Hurry up and get him in. I want to talk to him about something!"

Cheng Yuan smiled and earned another wave of emotional points.

"He's just outside, but I can't bring myself to mention it. Do you have any way to lure the scriptwriter in yourself?"

The Clown of Truth thought for a moment and said,"It's easy. You let go of my perception of the outside world first, and I'll find a way."

Cheng Yuan smiled and nodded,"Okay."

His consciousness returned to his body. The freshmen around him had almost all left, but the people from Team 001 were still waiting for Cheng Yuan.

Jiang Lirui was no longer surprised to see Cheng Yuan enter a state of meditation again.

Zhou Long didn't leave either, and happened to be next to Cheng Yuan.

Cheng Yuan looked at Zhou Long and pointed to the clown in his mind,"That's him."

""Okay."

As soon as the clown finished speaking, a group of colorful fireworks suddenly exploded above Zhou Long's head, scaring him so much that he shivered.

""What the hell?!" Zhou Long looked at the fireworks that suddenly appeared above his head, full of vigilance and confusion.

After the fireworks exploded, strips of colored paper fell on Zhou Long's shoulders, and the next moment his face changed.

Because a terrifying aura was gradually reviving in his body.

Zhou Long's face changed, and he hurriedly sat down cross-legged,"Damn, what's going on? Why did the power in my body suddenly riot?!"

The next moment, the will of the gods replaced Zhou Long's will, and the overflowing aura was instantly retracted into the body.

‘Zhou Long stood up, but the freshmen around him seemed to be stuck in time, keeping their original movements motionless.

In this extremely still space, Cheng Yuan looked around with a shocked expression.

What kind of power is this?

It can actually make everything around it fall into a state of stillness!

‘Zhou Long looked at Cheng Yuan, who was still moving freely, and thought,"You can actually ignore the influence of [Freeze]. It seems that you created that familiar aura."

Cheng Yuan looked at Zhou Long, whose aura was obviously different from before, and instantly understood who this person was.

"Mortius, come and have a chat!"

The clown's weak voice penetrated the abyss and was transmitted to the outside world.

‘Zhou Long was slightly stunned,"Clown? Is it really you? Clown?"

He looked at Cheng Yuan in front of him, but did not feel any truth power from him.

"You are not a human from the Truth Clown Sequence, so why do you have the voice and breath of a clown in your body?"

‘Zhou Long looked at Cheng Yuan, his eyes showing doubt.

Cheng Yuan smiled and said,"You can know everything if you enter my spiritual space."

An ancient and mysterious power instantly left Zhou Long's body.

The next second, a tall and thin man in a tuxedo and a bowler hat appeared in Cheng Yuan's mind.

Mortius looked at the red-nosed clown who was jumping excitedly, and his eyes showed disbelief,"Clown, is it really you?"

"Old friend, of course it's me. I didn't expect to see you in such a ghost place. I'm so lucky!"

Cheng Yuan:

No, how could his precious spiritual brain area become���What a haunted place?

"You are......Trapped?"

Mortius looked at the seven emotion meters surrounding the clown, and a dangerous light flashed in his eyes.

Cheng Yuan broke out in a cold sweat and winked at the clown, signaling him to explain quickly.

But who knew that although the clown saw Cheng Yuan's hint, Mortius took action before he could open his mouth.

A wide red curtain suddenly appeared, and when the curtain was pulled open, it actually covered the seven emotion meters directly in the center of the stage.

Cheng Yuan looked from the outside, it was like a huge stage that suddenly appeared and dragged the meters in.

The clown was like a performer on the stage who was being caged.

""No, old friend, don't do it!!!" The clown screamed instantly.

Mortius was slightly stunned.

He was obviously trying to save his old friend, but why did he stop himself?

The next moment, he knew the answer.

Because the seven emotion meters, like pillars of heaven, directly shattered the illusory stage and transmitted a terrifying suction force.

The man in the tuxedo was instantly transferred to the side of the clown.

The two of them stared at each other, like two confused brothers trapped in the middle by seven huge pillars.

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