I might be a little strong

Chapter 274

In fact, everyone knew in their hearts that even in the mind world, no one could beat Li He.

Therefore, their goal from the beginning was not to win, but to keep up with Li He's footsteps. In any case, they had to see Li He's back, so that in the future, they would be able to contribute by the side.

Instead of watching the super comet getting closer and closer to the blue star like last time, the only thing they can do is pray on the ground...

King's emotions and beliefs were intuitively transmitted to Mao Jiajun. Mao Jiajun couldn't help clenching his fists, and an inexplicable force was about to burst out of his heart.

He nodded heavily and said, "I understand!"

He no longer feels like he did before, he can't be so lax, he must do his best, because he has entrusted everyone's expectations...

King nodded and said, "Well, let's feel it."

"Power from death."

After King finished speaking, he took a step forward, and the scarlet aura began to rise. This time he used Shura mode, and he had no intention of stopping. The moment he stopped was the moment he died.

In the mind world, he is willing to pave a way for Mao Jiajun with his life.

As soon as Shura mode was turned on, King's eyes no longer had eyeballs, and the insides were full of whites. The world became black and white because of this, and it was the kind of blur with too low pixels.

Heartbeat is the only sound in his world...

here we go! ! !

King moved, and the explosive attack disintegrated the entire courtyard in an instant, as if even the light at dusk had been distorted. In that instant, the courtyard was like a vacuum purgatory.

There is no way to block, to pick up.

Because you can't keep up with this speed at all, the only thing Mao Jiajun can do is put his hands together and let everything go...

The breath in the body began to automatically process each punch, like a flat boat swaying on the stormy sea, the breath flickered, as if it would go out at any time...

But it was just such a candle in the wind, at the end, there was still a little spark left.

And the storm stopped...

After a long time, Mao Jiajun opened his eyes, his pupils shrank slightly, his expression was touched, his mouth trembled a little, he walked up to King in a daze, and gently closed his eyes.

Although he knew very well that King was a player, unlike Old Tang, after King died, he could still rebuild his character.

but……

Mao Jiajun took a deep breath, his eyes became extraordinarily firm, and he walked past King, towards Saito Qianxin who was not far away. The yard had been shattered. The difference between the two sides was that one side was in ruins and the other side , and buildings.

In other words, two short battles demolished the two courtyards of Xiangguo Temple.

This made the bearded abbot of the Xiangguo Temple on the side of the pagoda tremble a little. He heard that in order to resist Li He's invasion of the palace, these people from Bai Yujing borrowed the venue here for trials.

But... my temple! ! !

The abbot of Xiangguo Temple said with tears in his eyes: "How vicious and vicious are the traitors that Bai Yujing wants to catch? In order to cultivate warriors who can fight against Li He, they don't hesitate to sacrifice their lives?"

The younger brother who hosted said: "Brother, that's not important, the important thing is...they have five levels!!!"

"Senior Brother! Senior Brother!!!"

The host was overwhelmed and fainted, and the courtyard was demolished in the second pass. If it was the fifth pass, wouldn't the entire Daxiangguo Temple have to be demolished?
Well, the host's concerns are somewhat justified.

You know, in the real world, in order for the empire to hold martial arts conferences, the arena must be able to withstand nuclear explosions. There is no aura of heaven and earth in the mind world, but it is still easy to tear down a temple...

Mao Jiajun walked up to Saito Asako, cupped his fists and said, "Senior, please guide me."

Saito Asahi nodded, and then grabbed the knife at his waist.

She just arrived in Bianliang yesterday, and she was invited to help with the trial. It just so happened that she hadn't used it after realizing the moment of youth. This time, she might as well give it a try.

In fact, the mind world has already passed the level for the top fighters.

This game is more designed for ordinary people. The top fighters just use the characteristics of the game to review it again and consolidate their own martial arts.

Therefore, the death of a character in the game is no loss to them.

Instead, it helps.

Therefore, when Saito Qianxin held the handle of the knife, Mao Jiajun saw the snow. It was snowing under the moon, and there was a woman standing under the cherry blossom tree, with a special beauty...

Beautiful and dangerous.

With a bright light, this beautiful scene disappeared. Mao Jiajun's brow was split with a bloodstain, and the blood flowed down his face. He looked at Saito Asako who had lost his vitality, opened his mouth, but still couldn't say anything.

He just took a step back.

In many cases, the outcome is within an inch.

After winning this match, Mao Jiajun clenched his fists even tighter. He walked to the next yard, but he saw Bogula. Mao Jiajun was obviously taken aback by this.

He knew both Saito Asahiko and Bogula, and they were both masters selected for the knockout round.

However, he hadn't seen them in the game before, and...

"In the north, the Khitan army has moved south. Daoist Qingwei, Master Dejian, and the old mage have all gone to stop the army. If you fail tonight, Chai Rong will be killed, and the next week will definitely collapse."

"It's true that Li He can solve the Khitan alone, but the turmoil of the wandering bandits is inevitable."

"Prosperity, the people suffer, death, the people suffer."

Bogula's words made Mao Jiajun's pupils shrink sharply. Because of Old Tang, he didn't feel that the mind world was just a simple game. He didn't care what others thought of him. people who will die...

So, never allow it.

People will die, many people will die! ! !
Sensing Mao Jiajun's mental turmoil, Bogula nodded slightly inwardly. This was the effect he wanted. He took off the cigarette stick at his waist, and Bogula took a puff and spit towards Mao Jiajun...

In an instant, Mao Jiajun saw the battlefield, saw the people dying...

It took a while before Mao Jiajun came back to his senses. He was startled and hurriedly put on a parry posture, but Bogula didn't do anything, he just said with a smile: "Okay, let's go to the next level."

"I don't have much fighting power in the mind world, let me come here just to help you see something."

"Go, boy."

After Mao Jiajun hesitated for a moment, he nodded heavily and walked towards the last level.

After he turned and left, Master Xingkong in front came over with Shen Qian, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face. He looked at Bogula and asked, "How is the situation?"

Bogula smiled and said, "He is a child with a sincere heart."

Unlike other warriors, Bogula doesn't actually have much ability to fight head-on. He is a wizard and a university professor. After the world mutated, more of his ability lies in the research of the soul.

After some stimulation, Mao Jiajun's mental state at the moment has reached a breaking point.

Now, it's time to break through...

(End of this chapter)