The strongest god-level bear child system

Chapter 920 Zhang Wukuang

Zhang Wukuang stood in the crowd, ignoring the awe of the people around him, staring at the picture in mid-air with a pair of eyes, wondering and wondering: "What does that little kid want to do? Do you want to eat the real martial arts sword? The real martial arts sword is Immortal Emperor Zhenwu's natal magic weapon, even I can hardly damage it, how could he..."

The True Martial Sword is a celestial weapon 10 years ago, a treasure that can only be created by humans and immortals. The birth of each celestial weapon will trigger thunder from the sky, tremor the earth in all directions, and make all spirits worship.

After 10 years of erosion, the immortal energy inside the True Martial Sword has been lost, and its level has dropped to the sixth or seventh level, and it is not possible for a warrior in the realm of infant transformation to cause damage to it.

"Oh? Do you want to struggle to the death if you can't make it through? How can a mere baby change hurt the real martial arts sword."

After seeing Ye Xiaofan's actions, the Great Elder of the inner sect narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a sneer in his heart.

The other people present also saw Ye Xiaofan's movements, and they didn't think that Ye Xiaofan could cause any damage to the Zhenwu Sword. The glorious record of undefeated feats is an existence that countless people look up to.

Just when Zhang Wukuang was muttering in his heart, he saw Ye Xiaofan bite a gap in the giant sword with one bite, his eyes were staring straight, and he said in disbelief: "This... how is this possible, how could he bite it badly?" True martial arts sword!"

The Great Elder of the Inner Sect and the others present were all shocked as well, staring at this scene dumbfounded, filled with disbelief in their hearts.

That is the magic weapon of Immortal Emperor Zhenwu, a genuine fairy weapon, and a gap was bitten by a baby who turned into a small scum, who would believe it?If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't believe it if they were killed.

"Ding dong!"

"Experience +10000"

Ye Xiaofan moved really fast, and he ate one-tenth of the [-]-meter giant sword with crackling noises. The experience bar increased by more than half, which made his young heart even more excited. Looking at the giant sword, it was like looking at delicious food. The same as the food, the appetite is greatly increased.

After Zhang Wukuang saw the real martial arts sword disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye in the screen, the corner of his mouth twitched fiercely, and then he scolded anxiously: "Shut up!!"

However, Ye Xiaofan is located inside the examination tower, isolated from the outside world, how can he hear Zhang Wukuang's words, even if he hears, Ye Xiaofan will not stop the movement of his mouth, one bite will increase his experience by half, and two bites will level up.

How could he stop such a stable thing, even if there were ten cows to pull Ye Xiaofan, Ye Xiaofan would not stop for a second.

"Stinky boy, hurry up and stop me!"

Zhang Wukuang's heart ached so much that he raised his head and roared, exuding terrifying coercion, and was about to rush into the examination tower, but was stopped by Jing Hongwen.

"Principal, you can't. There are people in the assessment tower right now. If you force your way in, you will be severely punished. Think twice!"

Jing Hongwen stood in front of Zhang Wukuang and stopped him with a voice, with a look of helplessness on his face.

He can understand Zhang Wukuang's mood. The True Martial Sword is a treasure passed down from generation to generation, and it is the factor that determines the rise of the Martial Academy. Now that it has been eaten by a little kid, how can the dean not be angry?
But if you want to enter the assessment tower, you have to wait until no one is assessing. Once the assessment starts, even if Zhang Wukuang is a third-level hole, if you force your way in, you will be severely punished by the assessment tower. Ten years or hundreds of years of cultivation in bed, and even worse, never getting out of bed for a lifetime.

(End of this chapter)