Listening to these Officer simple words, Zhao Zicheng fell silent.
It seems...
Makes sense.
Demon-Suppressing Pass is not close to Blockade Line. Those Eighth Awakening and Seventh Awakening may be traveling very fast, using the power of Laws, whoosh whoosh whoosh.
But they...
"Ahem."
"Everyone, please defend the city well."
"As Human Race's senior Eighth Awakening, I feel that I have the responsibility and obligation to do something."
"Farewell."
Sun Wen slowly walked out from the corner with graceful movements. After adjusting his clothes, he smiled politely at everyone, then looked around. "I wonder which brother can fly, take me for a ride..."
Unfortunately, apart from attracting everyone's attention when he first appeared, everyone decisively withdrew their gaze after they discovered that the person speaking was Sun Wen.
Sun Wen stood there, dumbfounded.
"Holy shit, can you give me some reaction?"
"I am dignified Eighth Awakening!"
"Even if you don't call me Elder Sun, at least you should be polite!"
"Believe me or not..."
He spoke completely non-threatening words. In the end, even Sun Wen himself felt a little helpless. He could only shake his head angrily and retreat into the corner. "It's true!!!"
"What are you looking at? Sixth Awakening, isn't it embarrassing?"
"You all work hard to practice for me when you go back. I will provide the resources and I will smash them all to Eighth Awakening!"
"The gap between Chou Chou and Yu Sheng is getting bigger and bigger. If I go out and say that I am a classmate with him, will anyone believe it?"
Sun Wen glared at Zhao Zicheng angrily. "That's me, I can still slightly suppress Yu Sheng's limelight on the way to practice, otherwise, wouldn't the reputation of Human Race's number one genius have to be given up to others? You guys!!!"
Zhao Zicheng was quite moved at first, but after hearing the last word, he immediately gave up. He stood up and kicked Sun Wen. Big White decisively joined the battlefield and seemed very lively for a while.
After a long time, Zhao Zicheng wiped the sweat from his forehead and sat aside, still smiling, but when he inadvertently turned his head and looked into the distance, his eyes finally showed a little loneliness.
"After all, I still can't catch up with him..."
"Maybe, it's time to get to Seventh Awakening earlier."
"Ever since I got married, my cultivation speed has slowed down. I don't have the same hard work as in the Ink Academy..."
Thinking about it, Zhao Zicheng couldn't help but smiled bitterly and shook his head.
When he was at the Ink Academy, his cultivation speed had always been in the first echelon, and he was considered one of the hardest working people at the Ink Academy. In order to practice, he dared to find various masters to ridicule and take the initiative to be beaten. Even if he was injured all over, he could still jump out the next day and commit suicide again.
But now...
He hasn't done this for who knows how long.
"Come on, hit me!"
After a long time, Zhao Zicheng came back to his senses, looked at Sun Wen on the side, and suddenly said.
Sun Wen was stunned and subconsciously took two steps back. "Ah? You've already beaten me, and you're still going to take revenge on me?"
"..."
"Hit me, bastard!"
Zhao Zicheng was silent for a moment and spoke again.
Sun Wen was instantly furious, jumped up and kicked Zhao Zicheng in the chest, but he flew backwards, crying bitterly.
"..."
"I'd better wait for those Eighth Awakening seniors to come back."
When Zhao Zicheng saw this scene, he suddenly became depressed. He sat in the corner depressedly, not showing any interest in Sun Wen's weak fist.
Sun Wen's self-esteem was stimulated by Zhao Zicheng. He stood up like crazy and launched a fierce attack on Zhao Zicheng's back. He beat him for ten minutes. The final result was that Zhao Zicheng remained motionless while Sun Wen covered his face and cried bitterly.
Knowing that A Tai came over innocently, he casually aimed a small straight punch at Zhao Zicheng, which was not particularly hard, but Zhao Zicheng stumbled and fell to the ground, covered in dust.
He got up from the ground in shock, his eyes widened, and he looked straight at A Tai: "How... how long have you slept?"
This guy, one punch...
Zhao Zicheng felt that the energy in his body began to vibrate violently, and it was obviously a little more refined than before.
A Tai scratched his head in embarrassment. "I... I don't know, I'm practicing now... it seems, I don't need Demon Core anymore, I don't know... how much sleep I have."
He was really confused about this issue.
After practicing Cultivation Technique from Heavenly Race, he knew that his physical strength was getting higher and higher, and his power was getting stronger, but he still could not absorb Demon Core.
Strictly speaking, he is still Sixth Awakening.
But...
"..."
"Try punching me again."
Zhao Zicheng's expression gradually became serious, he took a deep breath, summoned his Sandbag, and blocked it in front of him.