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Chapter One Thousand and Twenty-Four: Underworld Road Repair

"Young Master, have you heard that there is a sword-wielding monster over at the Swordsmanship Temple and is frantically plundering points?"

At this time, the area around the body building temple is located.

Many people are discussing the miserable state of the Swordsman Temple.

Because of the appearance of that point-obsessed man, the sword-wielding students of the Swordsmanship Temple now stay at home for fear of being targeted by the opponent.

During this period, some people couldn't resist the opponent's provocations and couldn't help but compete with him. The result was obvious that almost no one could withstand his three moves.

"What does it have to do with my body training temple to have a point maniac in his swordsmanship temple?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the scene burst into laughter and felt sad for the students of the Swordsmanship Temple.

"Oh, I really feel sorry for their Academy of Swordsmanship Temple. I feel a little sorry for them. I really want to share this pain with them."

As soon as these words were spoken, a student from outside the court rushed in with a pale face.

"It's not good, it's not good, something happened to our body cultivation temple!"

Everyone present was laughing, but they didn't know that the nightmare had already struck.

"I can understand that something happened to the Swordsmanship Temple, but what does it mean that something happened to my Body Training Temple?"

The academy who rushed in hesitated and said with a blush, "An evildoer also appeared in the Physical Training Temple this morning, and now... Now he is also studying like crazy to gain points from the Swordsmanship Temple to gain points."

"Why, do you want to pursue fashion and refresh the list of scholars?"

Someone laughed and said, "How about it? Has he learned the essence of the points maniac in the Swordsmanship Temple?"

"He...he is also a monster. He has broken all the records in the gravity chamber by himself."

"What?"

Everyone at the scene stood up with a groan.

"That record was set by Grit, Ming Luxiu and that black-faced boy from China. No one has been able to break it in the past six months. Where did this person come from?"

"I don't know either. I just heard the news. Now I'm here to inform everyone and hide quickly!"

"this..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Feng, wearing a gray robe, was seen at the door and walked in leisurely.

"What are you talking about? You are so happy. Does it make me happy to say it?"

"It's you!" The woman's delicate body trembled, she screamed and hid behind everyone, and said tremblingly, "It's him, it's him!"

Everyone was confused, "What, do you know him?"

"He...I recognize his voice. He is the points maniac from the Swordsmanship Temple!"

"What!?" Everyone was furious, "Why do students from the Swordsmanship Temple come to the Physical Training Temple to plunder points? This is unfair. What tricks did you play, kid? There must be a shady story. I want to report it!"

"Report?" Luo Feng punched out in the air, and the wall around him was instantly turned into powder by a strong wind, and the terrifying power of his punch was reduced thousands of miles away.

Luo Feng said lightly, "I'm just a simple person. Isn't it good to have an additional physical training?"

"You...how could you?"

Luo Feng smiled faintly, and eight cyclones exploded in his chest, which was enough to prove that he was also a physical practitioner.

"You...what are you going to do?" The Adam's apple rolled, and everyone present turned pale with fright.

To be able to break the records of the Eternal Divine Body Grete, the Shura Treasure Body Ming Luxiu, and the Tyrant Body Heiwa shows that this person is extremely evil.

How could they, whose points were roughly ranked between three and four hundred, be their opponents?

But Luo Feng doesn't mind it either. This mosquito meat is also meat.

Since we are cutting leeks, we don’t care about face.

Luo Feng geared up, "No one is allowed to leave today. I'm going to the site of ancient civilization ruins No. 17. We're still a few thousand copies away. Which one of you will come up first and get beaten?"

From time to time, the whole lotus pond was filled with the sound of pig slaughtering, and only the mechanical electronic sound above was heard, which resounded throughout the body repair temple.

"Congratulations to student No. 20. The total points have reached 6,783, and the current ranking is 325."

...

"Number 21?" Gretel frowned, "According to the quota obtained upon entering the temple, this should be a ranking for specially invited geniuses."

"Yes, Lord Seventh," Aaliya's face beamed with joy.

Grete drank the red wine lightly and looked sideways at Aaliya, "Seeing that you are so happy, I know who it is without having to guess. It's that guy Luo Feng, right?"

"Yeah," Aaliya said with a smile, "There are many people who are good at swordsmanship and physical training, but I think only Luo Feng can be so good. And he competes forcefully with others everywhere. This style is very Luo Feng's.

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"This kid is quite interesting," Grete said with a faint smile. "It seems like he is going to turn this body cultivation temple upside down."

"If he hadn't stirred things up, I wouldn't have known he was Luo Feng."

"But if he does this, he will offend the right people. I believe his identity will be exposed soon."

"That's right, that guy has so many enemies outside, so his identity will definitely be lost."

That night, Luo Feng appeared alone in the leisure area of ​​the Guangming Emperor Temple.

This place is like a magical city in the East, with neon lights and dazzling lights.

You can even see people riding beasts here.

Luo Feng spotted a familiar figure in the distance, and at this moment, the figure was staring at him with a murderous look on his face, heading towards him step by step.

"Thief Sun, accept your fate!" Li Qingshan turned into a strong wind and rushed in front of Luo Feng, stretched out his hand and strangled Luo Feng's neck, "Master Dao, strangle you to death!"

Luo Feng spread his hands and said leisurely, "Why? I haven't seen you for half a year. Is this how you greet your brother?"

"Whoever is a brother to you is a brother who is sold out."

"Don't blame me. If you hadn't pushed me out in the first place, my points wouldn't have been so low."

"And you should also consider your brother and me. I have many enemies, so exposing my identity so early will definitely not do me any good."

"Using your name is only temporary. I won't use it in the future, ah."

"I can tell. You must have used Dao Ye's name a lot in the past. No wonder I sneeze in China. It must be you who is causing trouble."

"Wow, you have wronged a good person. I didn't."

"Stop talking nonsense, you are not allowed to use my name next time."

"You are the legendary Li Qingshan!" At this moment, a huge black shadow came from the void with a strong wind.

I saw a young man riding a two-winged lion. The huge lion covered the entire city.

This person is none other than Ming Luxiu, the master of the Body Cultivation Temple who is now known as the little devil and is looking for people to challenge him everywhere.

"Who called me?"

"Who called me?"

Luo Feng and Li Qingshan looked up one after another.

Li Qingshan stared at Luo Feng resentfully, and Luo Feng awkwardly pointed at Li Qingshan, meaning that he was the real one.
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