With this exclamation, Ma Tengyun's armored legs finally bent completely and his whole body lowered to the lowest point.

ground.

At the same time, a few black smoke kept rising from the eyes and mouth of the face armor, and the hands that were originally slashing the ground were completely hanging down to the ground.

With a "click", the armor covering Ma Tengyun's face quietly fell off, revealing the blackened face, and the expression was unclear.

"What's going on?"

"Bad? Are you teasing me? Bad?!"

"Haha, I deserve it! I'm asking you to take advantage of the loopholes. I'm going to see what you do now!"

"Oh, a waste of expression."

With the slogans, Ma Tengyun slowly freed his body from the entire armor.

He silently glanced at the armor at his feet, kicked hard, and cursed: "Bah! What's the matter? You told me to win the D-level elite? Isn't that okay?"

Then he turned his head and looked at Bai Jie, then looked at Mo Jingu, and said indifferently: "Give up!"

"Beep~~~'Yanhuang Wushu' vs. Linjiang Wushu', in the ring battle, the ninth game, Ma Tengyun talked to the white level, and the white level won!"

As he finished speaking, Chen Yuan looked at Ma Tengyun who was silently dragging his armor down on the stage, feeling speechless.

To be honest, he is really looking forward to Ma Tengyun's performance after the armor changes, but unfortunately he can't see it.

After Ma Tengyun dragged his armor off the stage, he wiped his face and finally showed some flesh color.

"Fuck! I must cut off the funds from the development department when I go back. No one is really reliable!"

While speaking, Ma Tengyun threw the armor in front of several people casually and sat in the seat with a look of bad luck.

But in fact, this time, we can't blame Ma Tengyun for the "development department". This set of psychic armor was made by them racking their brains. It not only perfectly matches Ma Tengyun's cultivation level in terms of grade, but also increases Ma Tengyun's combat power to the greatest extent, and is impeccable in all aspects.

But there is one thing that consumes too much. The spiritual power alone is not enough to be used as the kinetic energy of armor. It also has to rely on other energy sources to operate the entire armor, while other energy sources are not as good as spiritual power.

Not to mention the second form that will consume further, Ma Tengyun has only been running for a few minutes, and the remaining energy of the entire armor has almost reached the bottom, and the surface of the armor is also extremely hot.

But Ma Tengyun still only thought about defeating the white level as soon as possible, without reducing the power output at all, so he drew a lightning light, and the last bit of energy was used up by the automated protective cover. At the same time, the explosion also caused a short circuit of the already overheated armor. Therefore, this set of armor completely lost its ability to operate before it showed its true magnitude.

However, no one knows these, and Ma Tengyun only thinks that it is because of insufficient energy.

The few people around him wanted to comfort him but didn't know what to say, and there was always a feeling of wanting to laugh lingering in their hearts.

Chen Yuan saw everything, shook his head and threw out the idea of ​​selling the armor in his mind, and turned to look at the white stairs on the stage.

This was the first time Chen Yuan saw this white rank.

Ning Xi beside Chen Yuan took a breath and was about to step onto the stage.

But at this moment, Chen Yuan suddenly reached out to stop her with a strange look.

In Chen Yuan's eyes, something seemed wrong with Bai Jie's appearance.

It was not that Chen Yuan saw that there was something wrong with Bai Jie, but that he felt that the latter's eyes seemed to be a little strange.

Although it looks very calm, as lazy and ethereal as before, Chen Yuan always feels a little...

Not having fun?

It's like taking off your pants

But you show me this?

Seeing the white level in this state, Chen Yuan suddenly felt itchy.

There was a voice in my heart that I kept telling him that if I didn’t go up now, I would regret it.

At the same time, Chen Yuan was also a little worried that Ning Xi would suffer a great loss when facing this state of white rank.

So he looked at Ning Xi's somewhat puzzled eyes and grinned.

"I'll do it, I can't wait."

Hearing this, everyone looked up at him, but none of them spoke.

Chen Yuan naturally understood what they meant and smiled brightly again.

"Don't worry, I won't lose."

After a while of silence, Ning Xi's eyebrows and eyes finally slowly stretched. She looked at Chen Yuan seriously and opened her mouth lightly: "I'll wait for you to come back."

With a gentle smile, Chen Yuan immediately turned around and looked at the white stairs with a smile in his eyes on the stage. Chen Yuan's smile slowly converged, but finally maintained a slight curve.

He is looking forward to it.

At this moment, the light in the sports hall seemed to dim a little, and everyone looked at Chen Yuan in surprise.

"Shouldn't he appear after Ning Xi? Don't he plan to consume the white-level senior?"

"Ha, you don't understand yet? He only knows how to let the people under his command fight, so how can he bear to let Senior Sister Ning Xi he misses!"

"Hey, it's so sad for Senior Sister Ning Xi. I guess I didn't know that I had been deceived by Chen Yuan, so did the others. I hope that they can see the real face of this villain after this arena battle."

"But he said so much, and finally waited. I'm looking forward to whether Chen Yuan has the capital to compete with senior Bai's level as he imagined, or is he just bragging and wants to become famous and attract attention."

"It must be the latter, don't even think about it!"

Listening to the words around and looking at Chen Yuan who had nothing else in his eyes, Mo Jingu whistled in a complicated mood.

"Beep~~~'Yanhuang Wushu' vs. Linjiang Wushu', the ring battle, the tenth game, Chen Yuan, dialogue level. Start!"

...

In Bai Jie's eyes, there was nothing else, only the person in front of him who was truly qualified to communicate with him.

"What, do you think you've consumed enough?"

He was also curious about what drove Chen Yuan to stand on the ring one round ahead of schedule.

The smile at the corner of Chen Yuan's mouth did not disappear. He kept adjusting his breathing and heart, and gently answered: "Well, it's enough, the effect is better than I thought."

"Haha, not bad." A smile finally appeared on Bai Jie's face, and the ethereality in his eyes was slowly replaced by the divine light. "You are very honest."

For Bai Jie, Chen Yuan's advance came up in advance undoubtedly handed him a pillow to the sleepy man.

"Do you want to let you go?"

Chen Yuan did not respond, but made such a suggestion, his face full of frankness.

Hearing this, Bai Jie suddenly turned his head and looked at Chen Yuan with a smile.

"What? I think it's unfair to me? You'll have this kind of thought, too?"

"No, I just want to have a good fight with you." While speaking, Chen Yuan suddenly started preparing for the event, supporting his hands and jumping from time to time, "We have been looking forward to it for a long time, aren't we?"

I don’t know if it’s because of the mood, the White Level in the serious state obviously has more emotions and more words.

"Get a good match? Not bad, I like it, I don't need to rest. I am in good shape now."

While speaking, Chen Yuan also ended his preparation exercise. Seeing Baijie's face with a rich expression, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

However, he didn't think too much. After all, such a white-level person seems to be easier to communicate with.

And know the white

Gu Mingjie and others, who were serious about the performance, looked at each other and looked at each other.

Fu Yangshuo asked a little weakly: "What, Chen Yuan, won't be beaten to death by the president, right?"

"It should...not be? After all, the president is not as talkative as a chatterbox yet, he just talks a little more."

The answer was Zhu Weizhi, but the expression on his face was far less firm than his words.

They are still vivid in the video. In addition to the strength of the white level, they also have the mouth after entering the state.

Haven't stopped.

Whether it is the white level tested or the white level copied, two people are wrong, one person is talking from beginning to end to the end, which is completely different from the white level in the past.

If the Baijie hadn't been strong later, the few people would have even felt that their beliefs had collapsed.

That is not a chatterbox, that is a disease, and you will die if you don’t speak.

Gu Mingjie also recalled this memory, which was the only time he had doubts about the conversation.

"Don't say much, watch the game well, even if something happens, there will be a vice principal here."

Taking a deep breath, Gu Mingjie slowly said this.

But the next moment, Gu Mingjie suddenly felt that this silence was a little different from what he imagined.

Looking back, everyone's faces were a little strange. He frowned slightly and then suddenly realized.

Damn, the vice principal may not be able to win the white rank!

Just as Gu Mingjie and "Linjiang Martial Arts Society" were worried about Chen Yuan's life safety, a figure quietly walked into the competition hall.

He came to Mo Jingu who was concentrating on the ring and gently patted the latter's shoulder.

"Hi, Lao Mo~"

Mo Jingu was immediately startled, and subconsciously turned around, and he couldn't help but pat him out.
To be continued...