Chapter 567: Collapse, the potential of the immortal holy body
Even Qi Xiuyuan's eyes flashed with disappointment.
Perhaps, it was just a mistake in the test column just now.
After all, it is impossible for a person who can reach the limit of the test column with a mortal body to exist in this world.
At least, it will not exist in this wild continent.
But just as everyone was surprised, they suddenly heard a cry of surprise.
"Ah, look, look, there are numbers on the light screen."
At the same time, everyone looked at the light screen.
Sure enough, a line of numbers was displayed on the light screen.
350,000 jin of strength.
When seeing this number, most people's words were disappointed.
Although the pure physical strength reached 350,000 jin, it was already against the sky.
But after all, Wu Yun's performance on the strength test column just now was too shocking, and before that, there was the physical strength of the ice dragon of 380,000 jin.
So Wu Yun's 350,000 jin did not seem so shocking.
Some people are disappointed, but there are always people who are excited.
The people from the three colleges all had smiles on their faces.
They were afraid that Wu Yun would do something against the will of heaven again, but unfortunately, Wu Yun could not do it.
The most excited was Feilong College.
Binglong had just won the title of the first person in a thousand years and the first in three items, but was immediately suppressed by Wu Yun in the speed assessment column. How could he feel happy?
At this moment, seeing Wu Yun fall behind Binglong in the strength assessment column, they felt inexplicably refreshed.
At this moment, even Binglong, who had always shown a cold face, smiled.
Although it seemed contemptuous, it was not difficult to see the relaxation in his smile.
Obviously, his nerves were extremely tense just now.
He had been hiding for many years and appeared for the first time as the first person.
But he was immediately slapped in the face by Wu Yun, and naturally he was very worried.
But now he was completely relieved.
Leng Zichao's performance was as disgusting as ever.
But because he was just warned by the city guard, he did not dare to do it again.
He instigated a person beside him to come forward and mock him. This person's name was Huang Xiaohei. He was very black, but had a sharp face.
Under Leng Zichao's instigation, he said: "Wu Yun, you are just like this, and you still want to compete with our senior Binglong for the first place. Tsk, in terms of strength, you are not good enough, humph, our senior Binglong is the first person in this thousand years, you? Stand back a little."
But as soon as he finished speaking, he heard the city guard directly scolded, "Vice Dean Gu Long, don't blame me for being ruthless. You, the students of Feilong Academy, have repeatedly violated the rules. Now, I declare that Huang Xiaohei is disqualified and expelled from Fusu City, and the execution will be immediate."
Hearing this, everyone was stunned.
Gu Long's face was also a little ugly.
But even he would never dare to shake the majesty of the city guard.
Huang Xiaohei was even more shocked. He grabbed Leng Zichao's arm and said, "Senior, help me speak up. You asked me to speak up. I don't want to be expelled like this. Senior brother, you..."
He hadn't finished his words yet, but he couldn't finish them.
Leng Zichao seemed to be afraid that he would let something slip. He sealed his mute point and said, "City Guard Deacon, Vice Dean, I am very sad that Xiaohei is so unruly, but rules are rules. Xiaohei, stop talking, go back, don't let the City Guard Deacon do it."
Huang Xiaohei was dumbfounded. He didn't expect Leng Zichao to say such a thing.
But now that things have come to this, no matter how much explanation there is, it's useless.
He was directly arrested by two law enforcement officers from Fusu City, taken away from here, and left angrily.
This should be considered a small farce.
Everyone turned around and continued to look at Wu Yun.
The city guard was also preparing to announce the results of Wu Yun's strength assessment.
But just as he was about to speak, he was dumbfounded.
This time, he was truly dumbfounded.
Not just him, but everyone present was like this.
Including the two law enforcement officers who were about to escort Huang Xiaohei away from Fusu City, and Huang Xiaohei.
They were also completely dumbfounded.
On the light screen of the strength assessment column.
The number that originally showed 350,000 jin of strength, at this moment, like a heat wave, the value began to soar.
From 350,000, to 400,000, 500,000, 600,000...
It didn't stop, it still didn't stop.
Everyone was completely dumbfounded.
What does 600,000 jin of pure physical strength represent?
Is this still the strength that a mortal body should have?
Even those ancient demon gods, I'm afraid the physical strength is only 500,000 or 600,000 jin.
However, what shocked everyone even more was that.
The value has reached 600,000, but it still hasn't stopped.
It's still rising.
650,000, 700,000, 750,000...
At this moment, everyone's head is full of blood.
I just felt dizzy and a feeling of suffocation came over me.
This was completely shocking to the point of suffocation.
Some people couldn't help but exclaim, "750,000, 750,000, everyone, pure physical strength 750,000, what a concept, what a concept, let alone the descendants of the ancient demon gods, even crushing the ancient demon gods is no problem, right?"
On the referee's bench, except for the vice presidents of the other three colleges.
Qi Xiuyuan, including the ten city guards, had a feeling of tears.
They couldn't help but stand up from the bench.
The shock on their faces was indescribable.
But, everything is still more than that.
The value is still growing.
However, after reaching 750,000 jin, the growth rate gradually slowed down.
Seventy-six, seventy-seven...
Until 800,000 jin of strength, it finally stopped and stopped rising.
In this short moment, the scene was completely frozen.
They forgot to exclaim, scream, or even do anything, just staring at the line of 800,000 jin of strength on the light screen.
Wu Yun also looked up.
But a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in the corner of his eyes.
He muttered: "Only 800,000, I thought that with the blessing of the Immortal Saint Body, I could reach at least 1 million jin of strength."
It must be said that Wu Yun was a little overthinking, 1 million jin of pure physical strength.
Whether it is the fairy world or the divine realm, there is no such person.
In other words, Wu Yun, with the blessing of the Immortal Saint Body, his pure physical body is comparable to the body of gods and demons.
At this moment, everyone was stunned and didn't know what to say.
Even Leng Zichao, who was full of resentment towards Wu Yun, had a stupid expression, not knowing whether to scream or belittle him.
The one with the ugliest expression was Binglong.
Today, he was originally the focus of everyone's attention.
But with the appearance of Wu Yun, he instantly became worthless.
The hatred for Wu Yun in his heart was rising rapidly.
In his opinion, only by getting rid of Wu Yun could he regain the throne of the number one genius.
And just when everyone was shocked to the point of being stupid and not knowing what to say.
Suddenly, a rumbling sound came from the front again.
Everyone widened their eyes, and the incredible scene appeared again.
After being shocked again and again, they felt that even their breathing was about to stop.
The Supreme Martial God Technique
