God-Level Talent Replication System

Chapter 22-The Power Talent Showdown

“Principal, the other party is from the Baiyun Middle School Cultivation Academy, we really…”

Before Lin Gensheng finished speaking, he was interrupted by the principal Zhang Fenghe.

“Let them make a fuss.” Zhang Fenghe waved his hand and walked into the principal’s office immediately.

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An Yue College, a small forest behind.

At this time, countless students of Anyue College were standing in the small woods, their faces were all very wonderful, just because they knew they could see a big battle soon.

“Ye Chen, you still don’t know who he is?” Yang Feng looked at Ye Chen disdainfully and said.

“He is a student of Baiyun Middle School of Cultivation, my cousin Wu Yun, senior reserve Practitioner, medium talent, second-class strength talent!”

Yang Feng continued.

All the students were stunned as soon as he said this.

Medium talent is already a super genius in Anyue Academy, and there is a second-class power talent?

You must know that second-class power talent is attribute talent!

As long as it is a student who is found to be gifted with attributes, he will immediately receive the key training of the college.

Liu Qianqian heard that there was a strong worry on her white face. Although Ye Chen is better than her, the opponent is a senior reserve Practitioner after all, and she has second-class power talent.

“Qianqian, you don’t need to worry at all, in fact I am not…”

Ye Chen didn’t finish speaking, and Yang Feng’s yelling voice once again spread to everyone’s ears.

“Ye Chen, although you are a high-level talent, you are only an Intermediate Reserve Practitioner. Kneel down and beg for mercy. Maybe my cousin can spare your life.”

At this moment, Yang Feng’s face is as proud as it is.

Wu Yun was very proud of his face when he heard that. Obviously, he enjoyed Yang Feng’s bragging about him.

The students in the grove all looked at each other, and all looked at Ye Chen, wondering how Ye Chen would answer.

“You…” Ye Chen looked at Wu Yun, “What are you waiting for?”

Wu Yun’s pupils shrank abruptly when he heard this, but he never expected that Yang Feng would reveal his identity, so Ye Chen could still be so calm and composed.

“Since you insist on looking for death, you can’t blame me!”

At the sound of falling, Wu Yun raised his fist and struck Ye Chen with a fist. There was a trace of wind on his fist.

Reserve Practitioner cannot cultivate skills, but can only cultivate some Cultivation Techniques. Of course, Ye Chen is an exception.

Forging First Stage can hit 80 catties!

Forging body Second Stage can emit 120 pounds of force!

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The junior reserve Practitioner can hit seven hundred kilograms of force.

Intermediate Reserve Practitioner can play a thousand catties.

The advanced reserve Practitioner is able to hit one thousand and two hundred pounds of force.

Coupled with inferior strength talent, Wu Yun can play at least 1,500 jin.

All the students opened their eyes wide, and Wu Yun’s punch was about to hit Ye Chen.

strength?

Ye Chen smiled coldly. Now he is a senior reserve Practitioner, with a medium-strength talent!

He can play at least 2,000 pounds!

If you add the profound skill of the powerful bull demon fist, the degree of horror is even more obvious.

Just when Wu Yun was about to approach Ye Chen, Ye Chen punched him out!

“boom!”

Ye Chen’s fist and Wu Yun’s fist collided hard.

Yang Feng naturally knew how miserable Ye Chen would end, but when he saw the painful expression on Wu Yun’s face, he was stunned.

All the students saw the painful expression on Wu Yun’s face.

“Impossible! Absolutely impossible!”

Wu Yun gritted his teeth to endure the pain, and said as he watched Ye Chen.