Signed in at home for three years, I went out and tore the gods with my hands

Chapter 124 tragic
Chapter 124 Tragic

Mo Yun ignored Zhou Jie's strange gaze, and walked directly to the combat power tester, waiting for the test program to be refreshed.

For the last tester, the area displayed by the combat power value is the second rank, which matches the detailed evaluation data of the martial arts dream.

Therefore, his grades are finalized.

About half a minute later, the program was refreshed, prompting Mo Yun to swipe his card for a test.

Mo Yun concentrated his attention, squeezed his fist and punched the test instrument.

He has no experience.

I don't know what the upper limit of testing this thing is.

He was afraid of smashing the thing with a punch.

Therefore, he did not use spiritual energy, martial arts, or Chaos Art.

He used the most primitive power, which only belonged to the body.

Concentrate.

make a fist.

work hard.

boom!
Mo Yun's punch was extremely fast, and the air was squeezed so fast that there was a crackling sound.

then.

Bang!
A violent explosion sounded.

The tester exploded with a bang, emitting thick black smoke.

The tester... blew up!
Mo Yun: "???"

Is Mo Yunren stupid?
Can this be fried?

Is this for elementary school students?
Mo Yun wanted to hit someone.

What the hell is this graduation test aimed at yourself?
But he soon realized it.

It's not that the machine is too weak.

It's that he's too strong.

Nearly three years of sign-in.

Various basic attributes are superimposed every day.

Coupled with Perfect Foundation Establishment and Perfect Martial Arts Foundation.

His body has long been separated from the human category.

If you slice him and study it, you will find out.

His blood has all turned milky white.

His bones have also all turned into jade.

Even the bone marrow is like jade pulp.

Every inch of his skin, every cell contained explosive power.

The power that his body can erupt has reached an unimaginably terrifying level.

Therefore, even if he didn't use his psionic energy or use his glazed golden body, he could still beat an eighth-rank martial artist to the ground with just one punch.

Mo Yun guessed.

This machine is also the same as the martial arts dream.

The upper limit of the test is the eighth grade.

If it exceeds the eighth rank, it will be unbearable.

Martial Dao Dreamland is fine, if the test limit is exceeded, the test program will only be stopped forcibly.

But the combat power tester...

Can only be hammered.

No way.

The body is so good.

Soon, everyone was attracted by the explosion.

When everyone watched this scene, they were immediately petrified, unable to speak for a long time.

The first to come back to God.

It was Zhou Jie who was closest to Mo Yun.

At this moment, his face was covered with thick black smoke when the machine exploded, and his whole face was like the bottom of a pot.

"Exploded, exploded?"

Others may not be able to perceive it if they are far away.

But Zhou Jie could clearly perceive it.

When Mo Yun had just hammered the combat power tester.

There is no psionic power at all!
He smashed the combat power tester just by relying on pure physical strength!
You know, the combat power tester is made of a special alloy.

Even if the machine breaks down, it is impossible to be blown up
After all, these test machines can withstand the attacks of eighth-rank warriors!

With just one blow from Mo Yun, his power has surpassed the eighth rank even if he didn't use his spiritual energy at every turn?

This... how is this possible!

Zhou Jie's head was buzzing.

He felt that he was dazzled and had an illusion.

He even suspected that he was insane.

Zhou Jie froze on the spot, opened his mouth wide, and stared round his eyes, like a human statue.

But soon, he came back to his senses and laughed at himself.

He also wanted to see how far he was from Mo Yun.

Now it seems.

The other party and oneself are not in the same dimension at all.

Soon, others also reacted.

"My god, that guy blew up the machine with a hammer?" Someone looked at the machine with thick smoke, exaggerated expression.

"Damn it?! Did I exercise too much last night, causing sequelae today?" Someone rubbed his eyes hard, unable to believe the scene in front of him.

"Brother, it's time for you to give your fifth girl a break." Someone couldn't help teasing.

However, when he turned his face to see the blown up machine, his jaw almost fell to the ground.

"Hold the sun! What kind of pervert is this? He actually smashed the combat power tester?"

"Did anyone see it? Was that machine attacked like that?"

"Bullshit! How is this possible! That is a machine that can withstand the attacks of the eighth-rank Grandmaster!"

"Yes, yes, yes! It must have broken down!"

Hearing this, someone immediately retorted.

"That's right, it can withstand the attack of the eighth-rank grand master. What kind of failure can this cause to blow the machine to pieces?"

"Uh, that's right. The Combat Power Tester doesn't contain any offensive magic circles or fields. To explode them, it can only be caused by external forces..."

At the same time, someone said quickly.

"I saw it! It was smashed by the guy next to Zhou Jie!" Someone shouted.

"I saw it too."

"I saw it too!"

"I saw it too, it's true!"

"hiss!"

Everyone gasped, and were instantly stunned.

They stared blankly at Mo Yun, full of curiosity about him.

This guy... who the hell is he?

Is he really a student?
How could a student possess such terrifying power?

Even if this kind of thing happened before their eyes, no one would dare to believe it!

It's not just that they can't believe it.

Even Ye Zilong, the instructor in charge of the test, couldn't believe it.

This kind of thing is too unbelievable.

But soon, he thought of Director Wang's reaction and his order, and hurried towards Mo Yun.

While running, he ordered with a cold face: "Continue to test those who haven't tested yet, what's the point of being surrounded?"

Everyone didn't move, they were already watching Mo Yun.

In fact, Mo Yun was among the last to be tested.

He's done testing, and so are the others.

Ye Zilong frowned, and didn't care about them.

He quickly walked in front of Mo Yun, and when he was about to say something, his expression changed and he looked up at the sky.

A terrifying wave of spiritual energy came from above the sky.

At the same time, an old figure slowly descended.

"Where is Mo Yun?"

A domineering and anxious voice rang like a bell.

……

Tianxuan Mountain.

The eight peerless powerhouses of Blue Star looked at the mysterious giant in the crimson flame armor high above the sky with despair.

At this moment, Master Hong Tian's chest was pierced, and the cassock was stained red with blood.

Even the Zen stick in his hand was broken into several pieces.

Others are also having a hard time.

Most of the mist on the King Realm powerhouse of the Demon Race had dissipated, and his expression was extremely sluggish.

The energy source of the demons is the mist.

When the mist dissipates.

He's almost at his limit.

The same is true for several strong men of the Yaozu. Except for Hei Chi, who is still intact, the others are all missing arms and legs, and their aura is declining.

The S-grade alloy spear in the hands of Guardian Hu has been deformed, like a pile of scrap copper and rotten iron.

The Goddess of War, Long Shan, was also covered in blood, and the giant sword in her hand was covered with cracks.

"Jie Jie Jie, ants in the holy world, are you still unwilling to surrender to the god?" The giant in the scarlet flame armor let out a terrifying laugh.

(End of this chapter)