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"So powerful!"

"Terrifying! I don't understand what's going on. "

"It doesn't matter what you don't understand. What matters is what you've already done."

Almost everyone was excited, because the terrifying pressure that Argus had brought to the people just now was simply too great.

Miura Masaru's right hand trembled slightly and was forcefully suppressed by him.

This technique was far more terrifying than spatial distortion.

What's more, this move consumed nearly half of Miura Masaru's spiritual energy.

There had never been a single method of training for spiritual strength.

Even as Superman, Miura Masaru could only slowly recover his mental strength.

Upper Emperor's body suddenly relaxed, and a trace of coldness appeared in the area that was originally numb.

He wiped it with his hand but did not wipe it away.

But that was no longer important.

Upper Emperor shook his shoulder that was already numb as he praised, "Your methods are indeed stronger than Chinese. He should be called the top talent in the underworld. "

Upper Emperor was looking forward to this moment, because in the capital, if he could not suppress Hua Xia, then he would lose all face.

And now, it should be like this.

Upper Emperor stood up.

Miura Masaru immediately grabbed Upper Emperor's right arm and carefully supported him.

Upper Emperor turned his head and looked at Han Zhen's position. His tone was high, "Chinese Martial Cultivator, can you do this?"

Han Zhen shrugged.

Han Zhen couldn't be bothered to explain to Ye Zichen.

A Blood Tribe was settled under the condition that he was not allowed to make a move. Han Zhen found it hard to understand. What was there to show off about!

"It was actually solved?" Tan Yongqi was both surprised and pleased.

Everyone present was Tan Yongqi's audience, and Tan Yongqi did not want any mishaps to befall them.

"Solve it?" It still seems to be lacking a little bit! " Han Zhen lightly said.

Tan Yongqi was a little surprised, "Mr Han means that the bat isn't dead?"

Tan Yongqi saw with her own eyes that the bat had been cut into pieces.

"Perhaps …" Han Zhen could also see the severed bat, only leaving behind a drop of golden blood.

However, within Han Zhen's Spiritual Sense, he could see threads spreading out from the golden blood and disappearing into the air.

Tan Yongqi was stunned for a moment. She couldn't figure it out. Why was there still a question regarding such a sure result?

Upper Emperor felt that this level of arrangement was not enough, "Let's confer Miura Masaru the title of Grand General of Yi Xia on the stage. "Let me bestow it to Miura Masaru."

"This... Thank you, Upper Emperor! " Miura Masaru was excited.2

Although the title was just a title, but as a high ranking official, the title was enough to cause the entire department to be envious.

Following that, the guard who was serving the Upper Emperor took out a golden wooden nameplate.

The photographer who was recording the concert was immediately asked to record the entire Upper Emperor's bestowal ceremony.

The entire concert, as well as all the staff, immediately began to move.

Just because of a single sentence from Upper Emperor.

Tan Yongqi was also helpless. Her concert had been snatched away by someone.

Everyone's attention was focused on the stage.

Upper Emperor had a faint smile on his face. He was already used to being revered by tens of thousands of people, and at this moment, he was no exception.

"Department Head Miura Masaru, to be able to kill a mutant, to protect the safety of the Neon citizens, and to be able to take control of the might of the Neon Empire. You shall be bestowed the title of Grand General of Fengyi! " Upper Emperor smiled and handed the wooden nameplate to Miura Masaru Jing's hands.

Miura Masaru became even more excited. Today, even if he consumed more than half of his spiritual energy, it would still be worth it.

He was just about to say a few loyal words, when he suddenly heard various screams beside his ears.

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