According to the recruitment time, the specific time of the Supernova Competition should be on the fourth of next month.
Now that Broken Sword has no memory card, there is no point in Zhang Lang staying in Donghai any longer. In addition, school is about to start, so Zhang Lang returned to Yunzhou early.
As for Cheng Siyun, she was a busy person in reality and left Donghai after the meeting.
Somewhere deep in the mountains of ASEAN, Ning Chengyu stood under a waterfall wearing a white robe, holding a long sword on his waist and making a ready gesture to draw the sword.
The water of the waterfall passed through a drop of hundreds of meters and fell with great force. Ordinary people who suffered this impact would probably be patted into pieces.
But Ning Chengyu maintained his preparation for drawing the sword, standing on a large raised rock against the current, eyes closed, motionless.
Suddenly, a dozen stones as big as millstones flew from all directions, hitting Ning Chengyu like cannonballs!
At this moment, Ning Chengyu finally opened his eyes, and the momentum in his body suddenly burst out, and he raised his hand to draw the sword!
brush!
The powerful sword energy envelops the water of the waterfall, forming a standard fan shape and spreading out. Wherever it passes, the flying boulders are cut in half, and the cuts are as neat and smooth as a mirror!
Look at the long knife in Ning Chengyu's hand... It is not the unique and famous knife he is used to. It is not even a gleaming steel knife, but a wooden knife made of thin wood slices!
The sword-drawing move just now was not a skill, but his own ability!
Just relying on the wooden sword, you can exert unparalleled power, and let the soft water flow exert the strongest destructive power!
"Pah, pah, pah..."
Accompanied by several rounds of applause, a man with a mustache walked out of the woods on the shore.
"Master Ning's kung fu has improved again! With your current strength, you can at least be able to protect yourself in the Supernova Competition!"
"It's not enough to protect yourself..." Ning Chengyu walked out of the waterfall and looked at the wooden knife in his hand: "I want to help the Shen tribe win the final victory!"
The mustache frowned slightly: "Master Ning, with all due respect... your strength is considered top-notch among the newcomers of the Shen clan in the past ten years... but compared to those powerful races, especially the masters of the upper three families, you are still... ...a certain gap.”
"I know..." Ning Chengyu jumped up from the boulder, crossed the lake, and landed gently next to the man: "But I believe that the Shen clan will definitely win this time!"
The mustache raised his eyebrows: "You mean, the one who killed Luo Wei?" As he said, he shook his head: "Master Ning, with all due respect, even though the entire Fourth Altar, even Diana and Suman, It is claimed that Luo Wei was killed by the newcomer hunters of the Twelve Altar, but now most people in the altar doubt this..."
"To be honest, there are more than 600 people in the 30 altars for the heroes of the Shen tribe, and at least 500 of them want Luo Wei to die. It is not surprising at all that such a person was killed in a certain mission. .As for the hunter, in my opinion, he is just a scapegoat who was pushed to the forefront."
"No!" Ning Chengyu denied: "I know the hunter, and my father has also met him. His strength is absolutely beyond normal!"
"Even so..." Mustachio waved his hand: "Even if that kid really has the same level of strength as Luo Wei, he may not get any benefits in the Supernova Competition!"
"What?" Ning Chengyu's eyes widened.
"Didn't Mr. Ning mention it to you?" Mustached Hu rubbed his temples: "Two years ago, he encountered a master of the Ugly clan on the plane battlefield. After the two fought to the death, Mr. Ning He was completely defeated, and he only escaped with the help of escape props... Mr. Shi Ning investigated this ugly clan, and it is said that he had just entered the fifth or sixth world of the hero level at that time, and was still a newcomer..."
"Newcomer? Defeated dad?" Ning Chengyu knew that his dad had been on the altar for more than ten years, and his strength had already reached a bottleneck. There was not much difference between him two years ago and him now. Such Ning Yi , actually lost to a newcomer?
"Let me tell you the latest news..." Mustache continued: "Just two worlds ago, the Chou clan who once defeated Mr. Ning died... The one who killed him was a Yin clan... Newcomers.”
"A new guy again?" Ning Chengyu was completely confused...
"Yes, according to speculation, the Yin tribe will also participate in this supernova competition!" The mustache sighed: "After hearing this news, do you still think that our Shen tribe has a chance of winning?"
Ning Chengyu was silent...
At the same time, somewhere in the Western Union, Soros, the blond-haired son of destiny, was playing with a deck of cards... As he pulled out the cards and placed them on the ground, the order and position of the cards revealed the secrets from the future. Information……
"It still doesn't work..." Soros sighed and put away the cards.
"You've already calculated it eight times..." A young girl with short blue hair on the side pouted: "The Shen tribe has never won the Supernova Competition... It's useless no matter how many times you calculate it..."
"What I'm counting is not the victory or defeat of the Shen clan..." Soros shook his head: "It's my own life and death..."
"What?" The blue-haired girl was stunned, staring blankly at Thoros...
Is the desperate temperament exuding from the blond man the same destiny he knew?
…………
Somewhere in the sea in southern York, a strong black man was naked and swimming rapidly in the sea.
A thick rope was tied around his waist. The rope collapsed straight in the sea water. At the other end of the rope, a huge ten-meter-long shark was tied!
This giant beast, which weighs more than ten tons, has now given up its struggle and allowed itself to be pulled by the rope, moving forward with the man...
The one who possesses such terrifying power is none other than the supernova of the Second Altar, the strong Zep!
Soon, Zep saw a small island, and with all his strength, he jumped to the shore as if an arrow shot out of the sea.
The giant shark also came ashore. Zep picked up the rope and pulled the shark over, put its thick tail on his shoulders, and dragged it towards the island.
Soon, Zepu came to a wooden house. He put the shark on the ground, knelt down and shouted loudly outside the door of the wooden house: "Nanyu tribe, Zepu, please accept the power of the ancestors!!"
After waiting for a long time, an old voice came from the room: "No one who has received the power of the ancestors can live beyond thirty years old. The more you use it, the shorter your life span will be... You are now With superhuman strength, are you sure you still have to take such risks?"
Zepu knelt down and worshiped devoutly: "I have already considered it. Ask the elders to preside over the ceremony and bless the ancestors with their power!"
After a while, a sigh finally came from the wooden house: "Okay..."
