Orc God-level Miner

Wen Renle's "malicious wounding" incident is finally over.

The few words that the old dean Whitebeard said before became the best excuse for excuses. You said that you must win without compromise. Who did you blame for the development of this? Are you complaining that the submachine gun in the hands of the musicians is too sharp? A certain dean sitting on the high platform shook his head.

In the face of absolute strength, these auxiliary props are just a small fight.

The orc world is not a country of China. The plane where the country of China is located has weak physique and minimal combat effectiveness. Mastering guns and mechas can dominate one side, and it is more effective than God. The orc world is different. Although this is also one of the countless low planes, it pays more attention to the cultivation of the body and the infinite stimulation of its own potential.

This submachine gun, I am afraid, can only sweep below the heavenly rank, and the heavenly rank is a hurdle, and it will reach the first sublimation after crossing it. Of course, this is not to say that this thing is completely useless. After all, there are few orc cubs with outstanding talents. The whole continent is more of cubs who have spent their entire lives in the Yellow Order and cannot break through the Profound Order, plus orcs who are completely unable to cultivate. And the non-orcs of the entire continent.

Machine guns also have their own market.

If this thing can be marketed on a large scale, it will probably also impact the existing pattern in the southern mainland.

Especially at this sensitive time, the white-bearded old man glanced at the VIP area unintentionally. Those muddy, decadent eyes with deep desires lit up when he saw the machine gun swept across Peng Yuhao and was ejected.

The turmoil in the Southern Continent may not be far away. Of course, none of this can affect the Maca Academy. In the Orc Continent, the Warrior Academy and the Gambling Academy are considered the most sacred and noble places. They are not to be profaned and are always neutral.

Although the judges did not make any substantial treatment of Wen Renle, he was forbidden to use any firearms in the ensuing battle. This thing, the sixth and seventh graders can still fight, and the third grade students are too fragile.

Such a decision did not go through the retired old dean at the top. The old dean was a typical supporter of the "existence is reasonable" theory. He always believed that the existing fighting methods of the orc warriors were too single, and Suffering from not being able to find a way to reform, this time a strange flower appeared and was handed over to him, and the Maca Academy was going to be smoggy again.

After being unanimously approved by all the judges, a certain teacher was pushed down to inform Wen Renle of this decision.

Before he left, he had finished the draft and was ready to carry out difficult lobbying. Unexpectedly, the whole process was unexpectedly smooth, and Wen Renle nodded without even thinking about it.

He is very well-behaved and obedient, and looks like a typical good student.

"Wen Renle classmate"

"Um?"

"Although being able to create and use weapons is also a manifestation of your personal ability, the focus of this test is to understand your level of cultivation. After our unanimous discussion, we decided to ban the use of lethal weapons in the subsequent test."

"Oh." Wenren was very uncomfortable. If you don't need it, you don't need to. Anyway, he is not interested in the position of the chief student. He did this step only because An Ran told him, "Everyone has a position that suits him. It doesn't matter if you don't like cultivation, you can Open up a path for yourself with a mainland’s only invention."

Wen Renle succeeded, the next game is not important, and the position of the head student of the grade is not important. His goal has been achieved, and his machine gun shocked everyone, what if he couldn't beat the heavenly soldiers? From today on, Wen Renle's name will be remembered by everyone and is deeply jealous.

"Student Wen Renle, we know that you don't want to, and we also have difficulties..." Uh... the person who got off the judging box wanted to continue talking, and suddenly realized that Wen Renle nodded. "What did you say?"

"Um."

"Well, what, do you agree?" Someone felt that his limited thinking was completely unable to understand Wen Renle's idea of ​​being off-line.

"Why disagree?"

It feels weird. Is there anything wrong with it? From the performance of Wen Renle just now and the impression he has always given, he should be a lonely and autistic student with a good talent, but he didn't know how to embark on a "wrong way." They all thought that such a thorny student should be difficult to deal with, and no one wants to come out. They can't offend people too hard. After all, no one knows what the future will be like. According to the current wind in the imperial capital, the proud nobles beg him for more time.

Such weapons seem to have little effect on high-level orcs. Imagine what would happen if thousands of untalented orcs were organized to form a gunfighter, each equipped with a machine gun, and everyone was strafing at the same target. ?

A great man from the State of China put forward a similar idea—the number of people is more powerful.

No matter how high your skill is, you can't escape if you play the net.

As expected, Wen Renle put the submachine gun away, the game continued, and his next opponent was already on stage.

No one can fix a problem, and I like to say a few words before I do it. The front has already broken so many **** in the hands of Wenrenle, and this is not a lesson. When you speak with absolute strength, okay? When it's embarrassing to be blasted out of the ring after bragging, smart people know that they don't talk much and make quick decisions. With so many eyes staring in the public, every word you say may become an excuse for others to laugh at you in the future.

"Only use the waste of weapons, no weapons to see how you beat me"

Oh? Wen Renle raised his eyebrows. Why did he feel that these orc cubs were especially excited after standing in the ring, and they ignored him every day when he didn't exist, **** hell today?

囧rz, if the other party knows what he thinks, he must vomit three liters of blood.

Usually there is no one. You don’t have a sense of existence. You have been talking about a person for three years. When everyone thought that Wenrenle was going to continue like this, he broke out. An important day when the sun and the wet moon are shoulder to shoulder. On this day, all the forces in the entire Southern Continent will send people over to dig out new seedlings. Whether they can soar to the sky depends on the hammer sale. Who knows, Wen Renle ended his three-year low-key life at this time.

Small wheel pistol, okay, okay.

Semi-automatic rifle, well, this is barely acceptable.

Submachine gun, let me go. Is this really an academy test?

Peng Yuhao was killed and sacrificed him to benefit thousands of families. The three-year orc cubs who were trembling and desperate saw hope again. Don't bring weapons, why do you compare with them?

"Why don't you speak, you are not very good?"

Is it awesome?

Wen Renle was a bit at a loss. He didn't feel relieved at all during the battle test. He was more about fulfilling Enron's expectations and testing the performance of various guns by the way. The production process is too rough, the range is not stable, and the recoil is too strong. There are still many things that need to be improved. Wenrenle can guess Enron's idea. Wait for the firearms to be the hottest in the New Year, and then find a reliable collaborator to launch it on the market.

Money is rolling in.

This is the gap between people. It is not safe to develop guns and ammunition, but he has a flash of creativity, is rich, and has the ability to abduct others to take him for his life.

Wen Renle thought that he was supposed to be going to give An Ran his life, and that such a promising career was actually sold out by him for support. The leaders of the Shame Academy refused to let him continue to test the performance of the guns, and Wen Renle was ready to surrender and step down, if the opponent didn't provoke him.

There is no if in the world.

The idiot was still yelling on the other side, and he didn't expect that he had awakened the devil in Wen Renle's heart.

"What do you want to hear from me?" Suddenly and gloomily, Wen Renle rarely did not do it immediately.

"Of course it is to kneel down to my uncle." Wen Renle's voice was suppressed very low, and he did not show off his showy habit in the public. He didn't, the other party did. They are already in the third grade, and the orc warriors who are considered to be promising will be invited to join a large mercenary group in the third grade. Starting from the fourth grade, they will have to do many tasks one after another. If they want to graduate from the academy smoothly, Guangxiu After the seven-year course is not enough, the fighter level must break through the ground level. Apart from this, a certain amount of practical experience is also required.

Maca College encourages students to participate in mercenary groups, and the level of mercenaries is also part of the graduation assessment.

For this reason, the third-year students are generally more irritable. Everyone wants to be included in the large-scale mercenary group. After being reused, they will make it to the sky in one step. As long as they perform well in this battle test, these are not problems.

If we say that Wen Renle, who easily killed the second-grader with a submachine gun, is the object of disgust and fear for all third-graders.

Then this guy who stood blankly on the ring without the submachine gun at this time became the best pedal in everyone's eyes.

I only blame you for being too eye-catching and hateful.

kneel? Admit defeat?

Wen Renle smiled, he smiled happily, "What else?"

The guy on the opposite side really thought that Wenrenle was afraid of him, and his nostrils were turned upside down and said: "Master Scream, come and listen."

"Fuck you uncle" Wen Renle grabbed the blessed pill, stuffed it into his mouth, turned into a beast-like hideous face, and rushed towards the proud cub.

Too fierce, this is a **** true man

"The **** Xiao Anran has worked so hard to make the baby pills, and he was so bad." The Igarashi white ghost had been busy eating meat, all kinds of meat, and was silent for a whole day, even smelling people happy to play He didn't even sigh when he was handsome, but now he was finally angry. "This prodigal son will never indulge him so much in the future"

Igarashi White Ghost didn’t say it. An Ran hadn’t thought of this. He refining medicine in space is like making medicine in a game. It is completely mass-produced. There is no such thing as a success rate. Pills with variant properties will also be accompanied. Of course, these little secrets will not be publicized everywhere, these orc cubs only know that his pills are powerful and good.

Input and output are not necessarily proportional. Some people struggle for a lifetime and can't do anything. Some people are born to stand on the cloud and be admired by thousands of people.

People are incomparable.

"There are still a lot of places to rely on Lele in the future. This little pill will be invested in the early stage." An Ran smiled, "Besides, can my pill be eaten like this?" If Gu Baozi or Qin Muyan would know what An Ran did. The meaning of the words. After all, they had witnessed a tragedy with their own eyes.

Igarashi White Ghost was still a bit at a loss, and An Ran said, "All medicines have side effects."

side effect…

Igarashi White Ghost did not expect this, and Wen Renle, who was crazy about taking drugs, did not expect that most of the pills that An Ran took out were tested by catching strong men, and there was only one kind, and he never let him wait for a chance.

An Ran looked forward to Wen Renle, who was staring at Haifeng Hunting and roaring at the opposite side. With a pair of bright eyes, he hoped that Wen Renle would become the number one tester of Invincible King Kong Wan.

The **** who confronted Wen Renle is a top class among third-grade students. Compared with Wen Renle, who has been wandering in the midstream all the year round, he has a lot of confidence, and this confidence can only be maintained until Wen Renle rushes over.

It didn't feel right, Wen Renle's momentum, how could he be a middle-class student, and the chief student An Qi might not be so vigorous. The **** didn't relax either, and dodged as soon as he felt wrong.

It's so easy for you to avoid it. Is An Ran still a master-level pharmacist?

A certain non-orc wrenched his finger in the stands silently, "Hastemaru, Danamaru...what else?"

The **** stepped aside, and as soon as he flashed to the side, he changed his course, seeing that he couldn't avoid it, but he couldn't avoid it. A certain one gritted his teeth, turned into a beast, and fought back.

"Wow..." It's not howling, it's screaming

The brat was thrown out, and after catching ten bars on his back, he was thrown out viciously by Wen Renle. At the moment when the beasts met, the two paws hit each other's body at the same time and grabbed them with all their strength. Wen Renle grabbed five **** bars on the cub's back. It was not this that frightened him the most. Scratching or something is too common, and even if it is serious, it is not enough to collapse that one's will.

What frightened him was that his full-strength claw seemed to have caught a copper wall and an iron wall. The four claws were all broken, hanging softly, and blood splashed out fiercely.

Shocked and unbelievable

At the moment when he shook his mind, Wen Renle had another claw on his back, his skin sprawling.

A series of actions were almost completed within one second of "tick". Except for a few who understood the real problem, most people's eyes stayed on the two tracks of Wenrenlei grabbing and the final fan. The action of the bastard.

"This...this is Wenrenle? This is too far from the rumors."

"Why did he endure this year? Why didn't he exert his strength in the first two years?"

The biggest mood swing is Wenrenle’s father. His father has always been a partial master. He likes the talented orc cubs who practice hard work. Wenrenle’s talent is good, but he devotes his whole mind to scientific research, and he is not good at cultivation at all. Heart. Earlier, his father still thought of a way to reform him, no effective means could reach Wen Renle's decisive heart. After tossing a few times, his father died, and his thoughts fell on Wen Renhao.

For a pair of twins, even if one is crooked, it is only if one is missing.

Although Wen Renhao is naughty, he always cooperates with other cubs to be evil everywhere. Compared with the unpromising Wen Renle, his father directly indulged Wen Renhao's behavior. They heard that his eldest son was the eldest son, and what happened to him? That is worthy of you.

At this point, Wen Renle became more and more withdrawn, and Wen Renhao became more and more coquettish.

His father thought that he knew his two cubs very well, and it was only after this battle that he vaguely felt that he had missed it. At this time, standing proudly on the ring, the orc warrior who behaved ruthlessly, is really his elder 2? Or he looked away and regarded the boss as the old 2. His father frowned, looked at Wen Renle, and looked at the guy on the edge of the ring who chased his opponent desperately and slapped his paw on him.

Could it be that he got up in the wrong way?

Or are the two cubs in his family wearing the wrong clothes?

The wretched one who can't stand on the table is the rat, and the iron-blooded and cruel action is Lele?

His father is still struggling with this problem. The guy who was thrown out with a broken joint and a limp body has been taken away by the school doctor on a stretcher. This time, Wen Renle didn't use any weapons. He moved too fast, and all the preventive facilities were in vain. , When someone perceives the danger, the cub confronting him has already flown out.

The protective cover did not play its role again.

The brat who provoked Wenrenle was basically half disabled.

Even though he is the best doctor in the Orc Continent, his treatment level is completely inversely proportional to the destructive power of the orc cubs. Even if you are a doctor, let alone the waste of the Pharmacist Association. An Ran curled his lips and expressed deep sympathy to the guy on the stretcher, and he was offended by anyone who was not good at it.

An Ran has long understood that Wen Renle’s seemingly weak lamb can be deceived. If you don’t grasp this degree, it exceeds the range that Wen Renle can accept. Once you let him burst out, you will definitely be deceived. Regret led to the monster that lived in his heart.

The smarter people are, the more abnormal they are in certain areas, especially scientists, who often have defects in their eyes. Wen Renle's talent in research and invention is really good. An Ran has been paying attention to him, and wants to know where his flaws are. Wen Renle has never shown his feet.

This time, An Ran finally understood.

Wenren's happily nature is cold and cruel to the point of heinous. His endurance is also terrifying. Regardless of how his father is biased and how he treats him, except for occasionally showing a little hope, he never excuses, and I don't know how many boring beatings he has suffered. Wen Renle will not take the initiative to provoke, if you irritate him, you will definitely regret it.

He can do anything cruel with no expression, even if someone dies in front of him, he can be indifferent. When shooting with the machine gun, he didn't blink his eyes, and he didn't frown when he threw the man to a **** limb.

This is not dullness, it is total indifference.

Wen Renle's next opponent went through the process from great compassion to great joy to great compassion. When Wen Renle swept Peng Yuhao out with a submachine gun, that one was basically desperate; when the judges announced that Wen Renle was banned from using guns, the mood soared and was ecstatic; at this time, seeing the school medical stretcher would provoke Wen Renle. The guy carried out, he trembled deeply from the depths of his soul.

He was afraid, afraid of this young brutal orc.

Things in the world are often unexpected, and ordinary people can't predict it at all. Just as at this time, when everyone was deeply afraid of introducing Wen Renle as the number one natural enemy, he weakened his limbs and fell directly on the ring.

The horribly coaxing Wen Renle fell. Except for An Ran, no one knew what had happened. Even Wen Renle didn't know what happened. The referee thought he was playing jokes, and even Wen Renle thought so.

Isn't it?

Anyone with eyes saw it. There was no wound on his body, and his fur was shiny. The previous attack of the orc cub had no effect on him, and there was no reason to explain his behavior at this time.

"Wen Ren Le wins on the 74th, prepare for the next game." The referee did not take Wen Ren Le's abnormality seriously. In his opinion, it is impossible for such an orc warrior to fall so easily. , An Ran shook his head and said to Fatty Lu: "Lele abstained, Fat Brother, go and memorize him."

"Abstaining" Fatty Lu immediately screamed, "Why do you want to abstain? With this momentum, he might be able to challenge An Qi, oh, I see, brother Xiaoran, you can't be partial, although An Qi is your own brother, now Is it too early to take him to remove the obstacles?" Fat Lu looked at An Ran disapprovingly, not understanding An Ran's behavior at this time.

An Ran is speechless, is he really so vicious?

Even his brother, the PK field is the world of orc warriors, and not arbitrarily intervening is the greatest respect for them. An Ran really hopes his brother will win, and he wants to see his brother win dignifiedly. Rolling his eyes, he said peacefully: "Lele like this, you still count on him to continue fighting?"

so?

"Isn't he resting in place?"

Fucking dad is not enough to express An Ran's feelings at this time, he can't help but wonder, is it because the thinking of the orc cub is different from that of ordinary people? Wen Ren Ledu was lying on the ground with four limbs limp. It was obviously a physical condition. For Mao, would anyone think he was resting in place?

"Take a break, he took the wrong medicine, and the side effects are coming."

An Ran repeatedly assured that he was not joking. His resolute attitude made Fat Lu suspect. An Ran did not have a reason to cheat Wen Ren Happiness. He had always distinguished his loves and hatreds, and made everything clear, and he couldn't do two-handed things safely.

Wen Renle’s next opponent has already taken the stage. He tried his best to control his emotions, his body still couldn’t stop trembling. An expression, from the first time he stood on the ring holding a small wheel pistol, his eyes were faint, he looked at you, and he didn't seem to look at anyone.

Except for the outbreak just now, Wen Renle's expression is irrelevant from beginning to end. Such an expression makes the other party more anxious. Most people will judge the psychology from the expression of the person's behavior. The expression of Wen Renle is expressionless. , As for the behavior... it was even more irritating. At this time, no one realized that the situation of Wenrenle was wrong. They thought that he was lying on the ground for a long time because he didn't care about the orc warrior on the other side of the ring.

This is a complete contempt

Seeing that the referee was about to announce the start of the game, Fat Lu was anxious, for fear that the guy opposite would kill him when he heard that Ren Le was weak, Fat Lu suddenly stood up and walked under the stands. Unexpectedly, An Ran grabbed him.

"and many more"

Wait? How can you wait in this situation? He's not afraid of smelling tofu brains being photographed?

An Ran smiled and said, "You can go down after this round, don't worry."

As for An Ran, who is more clever than a clever cudgel, what does he worry about? Fatty Lu curled his lips. Anyway, he is not very familiar with Wen Renle. This concern is still based on the brotherhood between him and Wen Renhao, brother. His brother, well, half of his brother, Fatty Lu, never admits that he has taken a fancy to the submachine gun developed exclusively by Wen Renle.

Everything was as expected by An Ran. After the referee announced the start of the game, Wen Renle still did not stand up. His posture not only did not make the opposing orc warrior arrogant and provocative, but made him shake more.

"I, I, I... I surrender..." The orc warrior was shaking like a sifting chaff, and he said this sentence with all his strength, barely sitting on the ground. He had already seen Wen Renle's strength, and he couldn't boast of himself. Instead of waiting for Wen Renle to beat him into a second-degree disability, it would be better to surrender early.

Oh no, this is not surrender, but strategic avoidance.

After hearing this sentence from the other party, Wen Renle gave him a surprised look.

The brat failed to comprehend the true meaning of this look, and he was still applauding his wise determination.

Fatty Lu watched the brat quickly retreat from the ring, with a fierce appearance for fear that Wen Renle would catch up with him and slap him to death. "Puff is that person a second-hand? So I was fooled"

Igarashi White Ghost also spit out the second sentence he said since sitting up: "Huh, this is still the best warrior academy in the Southern Continent. Shilan’s family, I have to slap him to death with one paw."

An Ran looked at the central arena with a smile, and he reached out and poked at Fatty Lu's twinkling fat. Only then did Fatty Lu come back to his senses, remembering the task An Ran had given him, and rushed down while waving his hand.

Wen Renle abstained

The rapids retreated at the most glorious record.

This decision was made by Enron, and Fatty Lu was executed.

After the psychological war caused the bitter orc cub to surrender without a fight, Wen Renle finally couldn't hold on and changed back to a human form, and he was carried off the ring by Fatty Lu. Until Wen Renle returned to his stand, everyone else hadn't recovered.

The referee was still shouting next to the ring: "This classmate, the game is not over yet, you can't do this"

Feeling Fatty Lu said that he was farting? An Ran hummed displeasedly.

An Ran squeaked, Wen Renle didn't dare to pretend to be dead anymore. It was him who was tossing it down. He barely stood up with Fatty Lu's arm, and exhausted all his energy to shout at the referee by the ring: "I Abstain"

Under the side effects of Invincible King Kong Pills, Wen Renle was very weak, weak for no reason, his voice was not loud, and the referee still heard it. Most of the onlookers who didn't care about it felt sorry for his decision. At this time, some five-sense orc cubs had discovered that Wenrenle was not right.

Isn't it wrong?

How can a dignified orc warrior be carried on his shoulders?

It doesn't make much sense to investigate this matter. They silently celebrated in their hearts. Every round of competition is related to their own honor. For such a strong opponent, one is to kill one.

Wen Renle himself didn't understand what was going on with him. The moment he rushed past, it seemed as if a beast **** possessed his body. The other party's paws slapped him on his body, not even scratching him. After that strength, his whole body wilted. Can't raise a little energy up and down.

"Don't think too much," An Ran stretched out his hand and squeezed his beautiful face, "You haven't had any problems, I blame you for taking medicine indiscriminately."

"Take medicine?"

"Hmm, can the pills I give you be eaten as jelly beans in a handful? It's three-point poison, who has no side effects."

Wen Renle shrank his neck, wasn't he too excited, he did this in a flash of enthusiasm, and besides, he can't be blamed for this, "You didn't tell me this."

What is this, resentment? Or blame it?

An Ran squinted slightly, her expression uncertain.

After that, he didn’t hear anything about Ren Le. He sat by An Ran obediently and watched the game. Wen Ren Le wanted to ask An Ran to find a way for him several times. As an orc boy, although he was not keen on cultivation, he couldn’t. Let your weakness be like this. But from beginning to end, An Ran didn't give him a chance to speak. An Ran kept looking at the small ring in the northeast corner, and An Qi got there by drawing lots.

After Wen Renle's exit, the most enjoyable is the ring where Wen Renhao is located. From the beginning to the present, Wen Renhao has not changed into a beast, and has not used any conventional means of warfare. He seemed to be exercising his physical strength. As soon as the referee announced the start of the game, he chased his opponents all over the court, doing all he could to shoot the pills in his hands to the opponent. Wen Renle also discovered that his brother turned out to be like this. He secretly glanced at the stand where Wen Ren was located. As he expected, his father's face was very bad.

Can it be okay?

The most powerful orc cub of the younger generation, who is highly hoped by the whole family, is mixed up like this. His complexion is so good that Wen Renle does not know what kind of psychology he is. Seeing that his complexion is as ugly as constipation, he is actually very ugly. Happy. He shouldn't look down on his brother because he thinks his brother is a brash man who only knows how to fight.

Let’s talk about Anqi. After Peng Yuhao was inexplicably killed by Wen Renle, the entire third grade was unable to find half of his opponents. Anqi was originally a personal killer. After wearing the Great Sky armor, he defended. Lifting it up, a dry orc cub of the same level was stunned that he could not shake it.

The disparity in strength is such that the game is a waste of time and is completely meaningless.

Those on the judges' bench are also very worried. Just dealt with Wen Renle's submachine gun problem, and Wen Renhao had another pill problem. This pill seemed ordinary, and its lethality was comparable to that of a submachine gun. Well, it’s just that the focus of the two is different. The submachine gun kills people, while the pill will make you lose your entire face while losing the game.

This is An Ran's prank. It is indeed not life-threatening, but the orc warriors have the most dignity. When encountering such a thing, the judges on the bench think that they have sneaked out a cub from Wenren's family, and the trick is repeated. It is bound to cause a strong rebound.

Look, the face of the master's husband is already very difficult to see. Do you really want such a big challenge to provoke the majesty of the imperial nobles? Although the rules protect the permanent neutrality of Maca Academy, it does not say that all the teachers in the Academy have reached an agreement, and at least one must be left to Wen Ren's family.

There is no way to restrict him from using pills, there is only one way-let An Qi and Wen Renhao meet in advance-