Rolling Two-dimensional

Even she who got the first place was very surprised at this moment.

Because—Misaku Ang, this guy has never appeared before, including the Moon Festival.

That is to say, his [-]% was entirely based on his performance in the selection of Yuanyue, and he got full marks from all the examiners!

At that time, the only person who could compare with it was Erina.

It can be said that the audience was shocked.

"Where did it come from?" Alice pouted: "I didn't expect this kind of accident at first."

Her total score with Xiaohui and Romei is 99 points.

Although it is impossible for all of them to advance, at least one of the three can get this opportunity.

If it wasn't for the protruding foot of Mizuko Ang.

So Alice is very dissatisfied at the moment - very dissatisfied.

"I think I should know where he came from..."

Su Ming's eyes flashed, and in his mind he remembered the figure he always felt in his previous days.

Huh~

Dad, is this the challenge you left me?

A man with a powerful imitation talent?

Are you telling us that if you want to break through the limit, you have to beat yourself?

Su Ming raised his eyebrows, finally put down the report card in his hand, and looked at the girls who were slightly depressed: "Okay, it's already very good to be able to get to this point, don't put too much burden on yourself." Xiaoshuowa novel network www.xiaoshuowa.com

"But, but..."

"Don't be, if you feel unwilling or a pity... how about a competition on chuang tonight?"

Su Ming's comfort was general, but it soon turned into evil words.

Immediately, the expressions of the girls, who were still worried, all turned red.

"Su Mingjun is really H!"

"Hentai!"

"Thinking about this every time, be careful not to die!"

"..."

Hmm... Obviously he just wants to do something that is very loving to everyone, isn't it?

How pure and beautiful.

Why don't these girls understand?

With this thought in mind, Su Ming was pushed out by them, saying that he wanted to discuss the topic between girls, and it was not suitable for him to sit on the sidelines.

I don't even know what to discuss.

After stretching, Su Ming glanced at the bright sky outside and decided to go to the old man for tea.

But he was only halfway there when he was stopped by someone.

That's a tall guy.

His body size was about [-] times that of Su Ming.

With a face full of flesh, it doesn't look like a character to be messed with.

Of course, this made no difference to Su Ming, but he still stopped and looked at the person in front of him inexplicably.

Beautiful work.

The sensitive monster in the original book can completely imitate or even surpass a person in a very short time.

And here, I don't know what Dad did to him, this guy was able to surpass his limit and imitate Su Ming.

"You dare to appear in front of my eyes, do you want to court death?"

Su Ming remembered that he had decided that as long as this guy dared to appear again, he would use the authority of the Demon King to kill him directly.

So at this moment, an ominous black flame has ignited in his eyes.

The tyrannical aura overflowed a little, causing the surrounding wind to blow, making people terrified.

Mizuo shivered. She trembled.

There was a flash of shock in his eyes.

"How is it possible, I obviously imitated everything about you..."

"Are you kidding me when you say this?"

Su Ming's voice became extremely majestic and terrifying, he smiled disdainfully, and his whole person showed a tyrannical and arbitrary state.

In the sky, I don't know when, a black hole has opened.

Black flames burn, and an unknown contract document is about to take shape.

Mizuo Ang's body trembled slightly, and without hesitation, he turned around and ran.

Almost instantly, he disappeared from Su Ming's eyes.

This is the power and skill of the wind.

Su Ming's eyes flickered, and he withdrew the ominous concept that belonged to the Demon King.

"Hmph, ants, I'll keep you for two more days... Treat it as waste."

With that said, his eyes looked at the blue dragon in the sky.

The blue dragon roared, and one turned over and rushed into Su Ming's body, disappearing. ..

Chapter [-] The Final Game Begins (Third)

To imitate everything from others, and to go beyond?

To Su Ming, such words were nothing but a joke.

In this world, what can imitate him?

He just learned a little bit of three-legged cat kung fu, and dared to say that he should surpass himself. This guy really doesn't know where the confidence comes from.

Feeling the weak momentum of the other party gradually fade away, Su Ming lightly snorted.

Meizuo Ang at least still has a little effect... At least a little effect on his ability to crush the world.

Just let him live for the time being. Anyway, his power is under Su Ming's control. After paying attention, he can know or kill him at any time.

The world is like a chessboard, and all living beings are chess pieces.

Su Ming has now used the general trend to become a chess player who controls the pieces.

No matter how strong a chess piece is, it is nothing but a chess piece. If he, a chess player, feels that he makes him uncomfortable, he can just crush it.

There is no pressure at all.

…………

For the next period of time, Su Ming adhered to the rule of three points and one line.

While ensuring the steady growth of his own potential, he is also constantly trying to combine the skills of earth, water, wind and fire.

If the four elements that make up the world are unified, then it is Chaos.

This point, Su Ming has already initially achieved.

In the competition between him and Si Yingshi that time, he used this technique.

But at that time, he was not yet proficient, and he just roughly blended the four skills together, and made a 'you' dish that seemed to be one.

In fact, it is still far from the real Chaos of Open Heaven.

So Su Ming never felt that he could stop now.

Although he already understood the real intention of his father to let him come here - Shi.

Skills are skills after all, and only the general trend is the real powerful force.

Dad's meaning is very clear, that is, he is educating him. If you want to fight against those Shura gods and Buddhas in Hakoniwa, you must have the general trend to fight against them.

Su Ming is still too weak.

It's the same no matter what.

So he has been working hard to train himself.

In order to be able to press Shiroyasha under his body, smack, smack, smack... ahem, to be able to find out the reason for his death.

……

Just like that, time passed quickly.

When he looked back again, the teenager found that, before he knew it, the God of Cooking Conference was about to start.

The entire culinary world has been told that it is operating, and in order to welcome this event, a grand publicity has been launched.

In a short period of time, almost the entire world turned its attention to Paris.

When Yuanyue and his group came to this country on a special plane, they were surprised to find that the number of people in France had increased by more than ten times than usual... and it is still growing!

And Paris, at this moment, almost already has the feeling of crowding the subway in the Chinese capital...

"Let's go to the cooking show first." The corner of Su Ming's mouth twitched.

He got through the phone number Bastion had left for him last time, and it didn't take long for a row of luxury cars to stop at the airport.