usatvline Chapter 1244
Chapter 1244
Zizzizi~~~
On the field, the pitch-black SSS-level Chaos Divine Thunder jumped on the surface of Xu Jingming's battle suit.
He did not enter the extreme thunder state or thunderstorm state.
But even so, the amazing aura that naturally emanated still plunged the entire stadium into shock.
"Grandmaster? He's actually a Grandmaster?"
"When did you break through? I remember you were only at the mid-level seventh level a few months ago, right?"
"Haha, I knew that Thunder Emperor would never let me down!"
"..."
Hundreds of millions of viewers were in ecstasy.
Some young girls who regarded Xu Jingming as their idol were so excited that their faces flushed and they shouted Xu Jingming's name crazily.
"Eighth level?"
In the VIP lounge, Meng Yu looked stunned.
Before the battle began, she thought Xu Jingming would be very strong and even put her brother Meng Ke in a tough fight.
But what no one expected was that the other party had actually broken through the seventh level and achieved the position of eighth level grandmaster!
Next to him, Green, who had been resting with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes and looked at Xu Jingming on the court.
His originally calm expression finally showed some fluctuations after he sensed that powerful aura.
But that's all...
"Meng Ke will definitely lose this match. Tell the teachers."
After saying this, Green closed his eyes again.
"Definitely lose..."
Meng Yu bit her red lips with her pearly teeth, her beautiful eyes filled with resentment.
Their goal is to maintain their winning streak and complete the high priest's mission.
But she also knew that the gap between the seventh and eighth levels was like a chasm.
Both sides possess SS-level abilities, and no matter how strong their combat skills are, they cannot bridge this gap.
"Understood. I'll inform them right away."
After taking a deep breath, Meng Yu sent a message to each of the three teachers...
......
"Since you've already broken through to the eighth level, why did you choose the seventh level challenge list?"
In the air,
Meng Ke, who was like a giant dragon, no longer had the arrogance on his face. Instead, he looked very ugly.
"I didn't choose you, you chose me."
Xu Jingming's voice was steady and powerful, "Besides, didn't you just say that?
Anyone younger than you can challenge you.
I think, at 21 years old this year, I shouldn't be as old as you, a 26-year-old genius, right?"
He deliberately emphasized the word "prodigy".
Anyone could hear the sarcasm in this, including Meng Ke.
"you!"
Meng Ke's handsome face suddenly turned the color of liver.
He never imagined that what he said a minute ago would become a boomerang and hit him in the face a minute later.
What’s more important is that he has no way to refute it!
"Thunder Emperor is right!"
"Yes! This is your own choice. You must continue to fight even if you are at level eight!"
"Huh, it feels good. Sure enough, only the Thunder Emperor can do this."
"..."
In contrast to Meng Ke's anger, the audience was filled with cheers.
There was no way out. A total of 24 strong men from various countries were defeated by Meng Ke.
So frustrating!
Now that they finally see the dawn of victory, they naturally want to vent their anger.
"Since the challenge is okay, let's continue fighting."
Xu Jingming's eyes narrowed slightly, and he clenched his right hand into the air.
crackling-
Endless black thunder gathered towards his hand, and in just an instant, it formed a pitch-black lightning spear!
The lightning spear flashed with electric light, and was caught in Xu Jingming's hand like a bolt of lightning.
The violent aura emanating from it made Meng Ke's face change suddenly even though they were thousands of meters apart.
What a strong energy fluctuation!
Can't be hardwired!
"Dragon Scale Blood Armor!"
Without any hesitation, he directly used his strongest SSS-level defensive combat skills.
A blood shadow in the shape of a giant dragon covered him.
Then he flapped his wings and turned into a black phantom flying to the other side!
His flying speed is very fast, reaching supersonic level!
In the blink of an eye, it flew hundreds of meters away!
However, at this moment, Xu Jingming on the ground moved.
I saw him twisting his waist, using his waist to drive the entire right arm to exert force, and suddenly throwing it forward!
boom! !
A sharp sonic boom sounded, and the lightning spear shot out like lightning.
The audience had no time to react before they saw a flash of black light, and the lightning spear directly hit Meng Ke, followed by a loud explosion!
Boom! !
Violent black thunder splashed out, instantly tearing the dragon scale blood armor into pieces and swallowing up Meng Ke's huge body!
Electric arcs scream and thunder roars!
Meng Ke was killed without even being able to let out a scream!
"Contestant Meng Ke died. Xu Jingming won this battle!"
The victory announcement sounded throughout the stadium, followed by an uproar from the audience.
"That combat skill just now should be the A-level lightning combat skill 'Thunder Spear', right?"
"Yes, it is indeed an A-level combat skill."
"The blood armor on Meng Ke is an SSS-level combat skill. Even that A-level peak 8th-order warrior couldn't break it. Now it's been destroyed by the lightning spear?"
"It's horrible, it's horrible."
"..."
Level eight versus level seven, Xu Jingming's victory was expected by everyone.
But no one expected that winning would be so easy!
"this......"
In the VIP lounge, Meng Yu also looked stunned.
Unlike ordinary audiences, she knew clearly the defensive power of this dragon scale blood armor.
It could withstand a full-strength attack from a lower-rank ninth-order martial saint before breaking into pieces!
But now he is being crushed by an A-level combat skill.
Even if there is a level difference, this power is a bit too exaggerated.
And based on the information they learned.
Xu Jingming also has two other amplification forms that can greatly increase his strength.
The normal form is so strong, how terrifying would it be if the amplification was activated?
and......
Isn't SS-level Dutian Shenlei golden? Why is it black?
Just when she was wondering, Meng Ke, who had entered the virtual world again, was teleported over.
"Brother, are you okay? Just now..."
Seeing Meng Ke's ugly expression, Meng Yu hurriedly stepped forward with his long legs.
But before he could finish his words, Meng Ke took a step and directly broke through the floor-to-ceiling window of the VIP lounge.
The wings behind him spread out, hovering in the air, and shouted angrily at Xu Jingming who was still on the field:
"Xu Jingming, I don't accept it! You're just a higher level than me. If we were at the same level, you might not be able to defeat me!"
The virtual world completely simulates reality. For him, who is at the peak of the seventh level, a floor-to-ceiling window is naturally easy to break.
At this moment, his powerful voice echoed throughout the stadium, once again attracting the attention of all the audience.
"Haha, you can't stand losing, right? You set the rules yourself, so you have to abide by them!"
"A clown like that can crush you just like a Thunder Emperor of the same rank!"
"Bullshit Fire Temple! I thought it was so high-end, but it turns out I can't even afford it!"
"..."
Mencius's remarks were naturally met with unanimous ridicule from audiences from all over the world in different languages.
But Meng Ke had already been overwhelmed by the defeat just now. He stared at Xu Jingming on the field and continued to speak:
“Based on your level, you shouldn’t be fighting me!
If you have the ability, go and challenge the eighth-level challenge list!
If you can really win then, I will truly respect you!"
Xu Jingming is only at the lower eighth level, while Green is at the middle eighth level!
A small level difference is enough to crush geniuses like them!
He was certain that Xu Jingming would never be able to challenge the eighth-level ranking list!
Thinking of this, the familiar pride and arrogance appeared on Meng Ke's face again.
Although this was done with the help of the boss's power, it did make Xu Jingming surrender, which could be considered as washing away some of the shame of the defeat.
Just as he was thinking this, an indifferent voice came from the field below:
"Eighth-level challenge list? Okay, I promise you."