145: C145 Chosen Killer Vs Pretentious Terminator

C145 Chosen Killer Vs Pretentious Terminator

Just as the short wintermelon finished his sentence, Xu Chenglong squeezed himself out of the crowd and handed a jade slip to Xu Haotian. At the same time, he introduced it simply. However, there was a look of deep worry on his face.0

Jiao Yuchen, third level Earth Stage, current commander of the imperial guards. Mortal Board rank 731. Not only the youngest commander of the nation. He was also the youngest of the experts.

Become one of the strongest at a mere twenty-five years of age. He was summoned by the current king himself. Long Yan was overjoyed, bestowing him the title of the number one genius of the Profound Sky Continent.

At the 735th session of the Profound Dragon Summit, which was to say the final victor who represented the nation in the previous summit and banned four rounds of battle in one move. He was known as the heaven's pride level assassin.

"Heaven's Pride killer!" I didn't expect that that old fogey Zhou Bo would even use his final trump card in order to kill me. A 25-year-old third level Earth Stage martial artist and the number one hero of Tianxuan Kingdom. He was indeed considered a genius. But what kind of attention would a sixteen year old fourth level Earth Stage martial artist draw? I'm really looking forward to it! "

Xu Haotian held the jade and revealed a mysterious smile. At the same time, he muttered to himself.

"Ding!" Triggering the Sub Mission would cruelly defeat the number one elite of the Sky Profound Realm in the next group arena. Task reward 7000000 growth points. A random lottery chance. "

"Holy sh * t, he actually managed to trigger a Sub Mission." It seemed like this Jiao Yuchen was in for a ride of misfortune! Since the system had issued a quest, he had to go complete it. So no matter what, Jiao Yuchen was finished. And it's completely and utterly over. "

"Your Highness, you …"

"Do I look like the kind of person who doesn't care about life and death at all? Put your hearts in your stomachs. "Hahaha!"

As soon as Xu Haotian finished speaking, he laughed out loud. He activated the Great Universal Dimensional Technique and disappeared into the crowd. When he reappeared, he was already on Stage One.

"Stage A! Isn't that King Changping's arena?"

"Now that King Changping is on stage, there's going to be a show to watch. He's going to be the number one genius under the heavens." You didn't come here for nothing today! "

"His Royal Highness, King Changping, is worried about Jiao Yuchen's future."

"What do you know? The Changping King has the record of killing a King Stage cultivator, a mere Earth Stage Third Rank warrior is nothing difficult for him."

"That is only a legend. I feel that King Changping will be in trouble this time."

"You are King Changping, Xu Haotian. To be at the second level of the Earth Stage at such a young age, he is definitely stronger than me back then. He could indeed be called the number one genius. Unfortunately, you met me today, Jiao Yuchen. As your Terminator, I feel very honored. One must know that the title Heaven's Pride Assassin was not just for show. "

As soon as Xu Haotian landed on the stage, a tall and sturdy youth jumped onto the stage at the same time.

He ignored the discussion below and coldly looked at Xu Haotian, who was standing there unsteadily, and said with a cold voice.

"What a coincidence, I also have a nickname. I'm here to act like I'm the Terminator, to kill off people who look like I'm the one. "Don't worry, I'll let you die a decent death."

Losing didn't mean losing. Xu Haotian had never lost a battle of words before. No matter what the result was, he would first defeat his opponent on words before anything else.

"It's only the power of words. Will I, as a dignified guard, be able to lower myself to the same level as a little kid like you?"

"Just the power of your words? "Hahaha!"

"System, use your Growth Value, increase your cultivation base."

Xu Haotian laughed out loud as he gave the order to the system.

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