God-Level Talent Replication System

Thousands of students in Tianmen heard this, all of them trembling with excitement.

Yes, even if you are covered with iron, you can stick a few nails!

Thinking of this, a confident look appeared on their faces.

"Where's Twinings?"

Ye Chen thought that Chuanning was the leader of Tianmen, so he still had to let him out, and they would talk on an equal footing.

"Our leader is in Closed Door Training!"

All the students of Tianmen thought that Ye Chen was scared. In addition to being full of confidence, their faces also showed a lot of pride.

Ye Chen thought that since Twining was in Closed Door Training, he had to solve it by himself.

The Martial Arts Academy allows students to fight, but it cannot cause death or disability.

Some of the old students who did not belong to Tianmen had their faces so wonderful, thinking that Ye Meng and Tianmen would collide with each other, it would be wonderful.

"So, you who beat people can stand up now."

Ye Chen said slowly.

"Just come out, can you still eat us?"

With that, a dozen old students came out.

They think of having Tianmen as their strong backing, and they are not afraid of anything.

Ye Chen's face was silent as water, and he looked at the dozen or so old students in front of him.

"Yellow level talent."

"Yellow level talent."

"Yellow level talent."

All Huang-level talents, although the yellow-level talents are already heaven-defying cultivation talents in the eyes of many people, in front of Ye Chen, they are nothing but a witch.

A dozen old students all looked at Ye Chen sarcastically. They knew that Ye Chen would never do anything to them.

"Give you a chance to slap yourself a hundred slaps." Ye Chen slowly said to the dozen old students in front of him.

What?

A dozen old students were shocked, and naturally they did not expect Ye Chen to say such words.

Not only them, but all the old students in the square were shocked.

Slap yourself... a hundred slaps?

Is this still a chance?

"Ye Chen, don't you think you are too arrogant?"

One of the dozen old students stared at Ye Chen and said.

"Is it?"

The corners of Ye Chen's mouth rose slightly, and a wicked smile appeared.

Suddenly, he moved.

The eight-star Martial King has ten-star Martial King horror power. He is fast, but he is in front of the old man who speaks in an instant.

He raised his palm and slapped it.

Snapped!

This slap, the students in the entire square heard clearly.

And the old student who was beaten flew upside down and landed heavily on the ground.

He was dumbfounded!

A few seconds later, the old student felt a hot pain. He touched Own's face, but his face was swollen like a pig's head.

Ahhhhhhh!

The old student screamed loudly.

this……

The dozen or so old students beside Ye Chen reacted at this time, and they all prepared to face Ye Chen opponents.

But, how are they opponents of Ye Chen.

Suddenly, the faces of more than a dozen old students were all hit hard, just because Ye Chen slapped each of them.

They all flew upside down like the old students who had been beaten just now, fell to the ground and screamed loudly.

Quiet, silent, the needle drop can be heard.

The eyes of all the students in the square opened a little bit wider than usual, Ye Chen's speed, the speed of his shots was too fast.

Soon there even appeared...afterimages!

After a long time, the students on the square came back to their senses, and they looked at the mountain that the young generation of Nu Haidi could not overcome in amazement.

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