My Disciples Are All Sand Sculpture Players

Chapter 1195

This is a fifth-test player?

On the first day of the server opening, a fifth-test player can transform into a super 4?

Fuck...

"Master Suba, this is the starting point of the super legend?!"

"It is almost impossible to break through the super legend and enter the super legend with the five-clawed golden dragon bloodline of one person!"

"But the third-test big man lost half of the game at the beginning, and the one billion flame coin punch that combined the power of the sky fire of tens of thousands of players in the third test gave me inspiration!"

"What if the power of the five-clawed golden dragon bloodline of four Saiyans is combined into one person in a special way?"

"As you can see, on the first day of the server opening, I have already broken through to the super 4. Although I am far less powerful and stable than you, I have indeed broken my own bloodline limit, created a miracle, and entered the super 4!

"Then..."

"What if the 100,000 Saiyan players in the fifth test inject all their bloodline power into you, the deputy master of Suba, in the form of this golden dragon fighting spirit? ”

“In the future, when the players of the sixth and seventh tests arrive, the power of the Golden Dragon Fighting Soul that you can obtain, Deputy Master Suba, will be far more than 100,000! It will be millions, tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions!”

“The true meaning of the so-called Chuanchao is infinity!”

“This is my real achievement. I use infinity to break the limit of blood and help Deputy Master Suba to enter the legendary Saiyan realm!

Chuanchao Robley's words are logically rigorous and clear. What he said is not only backed by facts, but also has a strict future development direction.

“Legendary Saiyan…” Subabeita took a breath, and then…

“Hahahahahaha!” Subabeita finally laughed out loud.

“What is this person’s current position? Regional manager? Tu, from today on, he is one of the group’s directors! Don’t ask why, I said it!” Regarding Chuanchao Robley’s amazing performance, Subabeita said nothing and directly upgraded by several levels.

"Thank you, Chairman!!!" Chuanchao Robli was ecstatic and excited.

"Before facing the Emperor, I have only one request! I want to surpass Super 4 and enter Chuanchao!!!"

"Yes! Deputy Sect Master Suba, rest assured, I will definitely complete it!"

After listening to the conversation between Suba Beita and Chuanchao Robli, He Yiming couldn't help but retract his perspective.

"This fifth tester is quite fierce!" He Yiming is still deeply shocked.

A newbie in the fifth test, Chuanchao Robli!

On the first day of the server opening, he broke through to the Super 4 realm!

This is enough to go head-to-head with the powerful existence of the eighth level, and it's just the basics, there are more powers and skills waiting to be explored!

But He Yiming didn't expect it.

Chuanchao Robli gave Chuanchao this heaven-defying gift on the first day he entered the game!

To be honest, He Yiming was a little moved at this time.

After all, as long as Subabetta can enter the legendary Saiyan realm, then He Yiming can enter it in a minute!

But when I think about the Saiyans not only having to shout lines, but also posing, and their hair turning golden when they transform, it is really too fucking second-year...

Plus, as the number of magic marks increases, the Purgatory True Demon Body is not weaker than the Saiyans, and even has more abilities, so He Yiming no longer thinks about it.

Since Subabetta is so busy, he has to change someone.

So He Yiming switched casually, and he almost vomited blood.

Because He Yiming switched casually, he actually switched to the fourth deputy leader...

The perspective of Xiong Da.

"YOYOY0~?~ Brothers of the War Bear Clan, get excited! Hey hey, he ... There are actually eight of them!

On the top of the mountain belonging to Xiong Da, on the four suspended mountains in the sky of the New Yanhuang Sect, there are eight large bathtubs and eight hundred happy players wearing colorful Xiong Da suits, dancing excitedly here.

"My heart is so tired..." He Yiming sighed deeply and gave up Xiong Da completely.

Although he knew that Xiong Da was very happy.

But He Yiming never expected...

He could be so happy?

Hundreds of people bathing at the same time and singing karaoke in the bathtub?

Damn...

Oh, forget it.

He Yiming was speechless and could only turn his perspective to look at the last candidate.

The third deputy sect leader, half of the losses will be lost if he doesn't start with a show.

However, as soon as he opened the perspective, He Yiming almost vomited blood.

Because half of the losses will be lost if he doesn't start with a show are not in the Yanhuang Sect, or even in the God and Demon Tower, but through the teleportation array, he came to a familiar place...

The land of hundreds of tribes in the west.

At this time, 100,000 new players who started with 77 magic marks in the fifth test were all dressed in suits and sunglasses, standing in a large square formation.

No matter how restrained they were.

100,000 77 magic marks, that is, 100,000 seventh-level demons, or demons with purgatory true demon bodies, appeared in one place at the same time. The magic pressure and pressure they exuded were enough to distort the void and shake the earth.

But this is not the key.

I saw Bu Sao Kai Ju Shu Ban walked out slowly, and then came to a watermelon respectfully.

"? ? ?" He Yiming rubbed his eyes and looked carefully. Oh, I saw it wrong, it's not a watermelon.

But...

Watermelon man! Eight.

Chapter 1602 Such a cute disciple, what's wrong with giving him a cheat?

"This is my Bu Sao master, Guapi Master! Without Guapi Master, there would be no Bu Sao! If I hadn't met Guapi Master, I'm afraid I would still be beaten by Tuotuo and unable to take care of myself! It was Guapi Master who taught me the strongest straight punch, and it was Guapi Master who taught me what is truly powerful!"

"Seeing Guapi Master in the future is like seeing me, do you hear me?"

Bu Sao Kai Ju Shu Ban said word by word, sincerely.

"I heard it!" The five test players with 100,000 and 77 magic marks, wearing suits and sunglasses, answered loudly.

"Come, say hello to Guapi Master!" Bu Sao Kai Ju Shu Ban said again.

"Hello, Guapi Grandmaster!" The 100,000 players with 77 magic marks in the fifth test spoke loudly, and then bowed at the same time.

This scene made He Yiming almost vomit blood from watching "May 20".

Of course, not only He Yiming felt something was wrong, but also a few of the 100,000 new players in the fifth test felt something was wrong.

"Didn't we sign a contract to enter this game to earn money as a power leveler? Why should we give a watermelon...ah, is it Guapi, the watermelon man, bowing?

"Are you happy? What the boss says, we do it, don't accept it? If you don't accept it, resign!"

"Guapi Grandmaster, you have been my grandmaster since ancient times! What the hell are you talking about? ”

These 100,000 newbies in the fifth test, although they all felt that something was wrong, they were their big boss. Whatever the big boss said, they had to do it! What a waste of thought!

"Oh, by the way, this is my master Guapi's good brother, Banana Man Banana Ba! Call Banana Ba Big Brother!" Bu Sao turned his eyes and pointed at the Banana Man Banana Ba next to Guapi and said.

"Hello, Banana Ba Big Brother!" 100,000 newbies in the fifth test bowed and saluted in unison, shouting at the same time.

"Why the hell should I bow to a banana man here and call him Big Brother?"

"Can you be more normal? Why are you talking so much bullshit!"

"That's right, this job may make me earn millions of Yan coins a month! Even if the big boss pulls out another durian man, no, even if it's Xiangxiang man, let alone call me Big Brother, I'm willing to call him Dad! ”

Although a very small number of the five-test newbies vaguely felt that something was wrong, they returned to 'normal' after being reminded by the people around them.

"In the previous day, everyone was good. You are worthy of being a high-level power leveler. You are already familiar with and mastered the armed color and the observation color. Each of you can single-handedly kill the seventh-level monster! But that's just the beginning!

"Starting today, for three days!"

"My beloved Guapi master will teach you the right fist, and..."

"Really powerful!"

Bu Sao lost half of the game word by word, and announced again.

"? ? ? "He Yiming glanced at the watermelon man Guapi who was in the first wheel sea realm, and then at the five-test newbie with 100,000 and 77 magic marks.

"..." He Yiming opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

So He Yiming could only close the perspective of Bu Sao losing half of the game.

"What's wrong?" He Yiming lowered his head and thought, trying to find a reliable player to test the Strengthening Temple. Why is it so difficult?

Four deputy masters, none of them are reliable?

Wait, there seems to be another candidate!

So He Yiming switched the perspective again and selected a player.

The fourth test player, Honkai Taixu God.

"I am not strong enough now!"

"I want to continue to get stronger!"

"The road of swordsmanship is infinite, and my road to becoming stronger will never end!"

In the Sword Cultivation Hall, the Collapsed Great Void God was alone, wielding the ancient sword Zhatian, slowly and seriously, using the most basic way of kata to hone the sword skills transmitted by the ancient sword Zhatian, without using strength, just posing a posture! Hardworking and serious!

It can be said that...

This is the disciple that He Yiming has not seen for a long, long, long time since the first test!

It's too difficult!

It's really too difficult for me!

It's so damn difficult to find a normal disciple like the Collapsed Great Void God!

"The Collapsed Great Void God!" So He Yiming directly sent a voice message to the Collapsed Great Void God.

"?" The Collapsed Great Void God was stunned, turned his head and looked, but didn't see the figure.

"This sect master is talking to you through voice transmission. I am not here!" He Yiming explained casually...

"Oh, Brother Ming, what's up?" Collapse Taixu God wiped his sweat, put down the ancient sword Zhatian, and asked.

"What are you doing here?"

"Oh, I'm practicing swordsmanship. I plan to refine the sword skills I learned from the ancient sword Zhatian, and then organize them, from simple to complex, and teach the players who are about to enter the sword cultivation hall step by step!"

"Well, not bad!"

After listening to this, He Yiming was so moved that he almost cried.

What a lovely disciple!

This is a real good disciple!

It's so much better than the thing that was dancing in the bathtub just now!

So He Yiming spoke again.

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