The Daily Life of the Immortal King

Is it actually only 20% of the power...

Wang Ming's move made many people dumbfounded.

This armor can actually replace the skill skin of the Psionic Cannon... Really, it's too coquettish!

Now most people are silent.

All the teachers and students who had doubts about this suit of armor dared not speak up.

Because this piece of armor really cannot be measured by common sense.

From the current overall point of view, Wang Ming still seems to have the upper hand.

"Ms. Wang's equipment is so powerful, I want it too. But does anyone know what state Mr. Wang was in before putting on the armor?" someone asked.

Guo Erdan was taken aback for a moment. For the first time, he found out that there were still things that he and his uncle didn't know about...

"You say, if Mr. Wang is just an ordinary person, wearing this armor can be compared with Sanxian, this armor is simply a miracle invention!" Beside, Chen Chao smiled and rubbed his head: "Of course, I am Just kidding, if Teacher Wang doesn't know about Realm Five, don't take it seriously!"

Wang Ling: "..."

The wind direction in the field has also changed...

At this time, many students really realized that learning knowledge can really change their destiny... The difference in realm, cultivation talent, and strength can be made up with knowledge!

Sure enough, knowledge is power... This sentence is true!

After the first wave of fighting, the teachers who maintained order at the scene began to let the students sit down to watch the contest between cultivation and scientific power.

"Everyone observe and take notes carefully! This is a rare learning opportunity!" A teacher was on-site to guide.

But at some point, everyone discovered that a barrier like a fighting platform had been erected around the scene between Wu Zhenjun and Wang Ming.

This is the enchantment created by the head of state, which is stable enough.

Many teachers and students who don't know the situation think that this is probably arranged by some troublemaker.

But even if there is no enchantment set up, the teachers plan to join hands to set up one. If Wang Ming's armor can really be compared with the Sanxian, then it will be a battle of Sanxian.

If the battle between the real immortals was real, it would be enough to destroy the planet.

The duel between Sanxian should not be underestimated either. Now they are still in the ruins. If they are not restricted, the ruins may be affected by it.

All in all, after setting up the barrier, the current situation is Wu Zhenjun's turn to have a headache.

The meaning of this is already obvious, it is to compete with Wang Ming.

Moreover, Wu Zhenjun has also realized at this moment that this competition has far-reaching significance...

His ace teacher title suddenly seemed insignificant compared to the significance of this game.

As many people think, this is a battle between cultivation and science and technology... Can relying on the power of science really be able to fight on an equal footing with cultivators? This is a problem, and the more critical point is that if Wang Ming's patent is opened to the outside world, it will surely benefit a large number of people who do not have the talent for cultivation but have the dream of cultivation...

Relying on commercialized and factory-made armor, in a short period of time, it can be on an equal footing with real cultivators who have practiced hard for a hundred years.

For a real cultivator, there will definitely be a sense of disparity in his state of mind.

If you think about it further, maybe in the end, more and more people in the world will give up cultivation and choose to wear such armor...

Therefore, in this battle, Wu Zhenjun figured it out.

He has to win.

Even if it is for all cultivators to prove...

"It seems that Mr. Wang is ready, so I won't be polite anymore."

Then, Wu Zhenjun exhaled lightly.

In the next moment, he stomped his feet lightly, and a roulette suddenly appeared under his feet.

"Spiritualism"!

Immediately a teacher saw the origin of this technique.

Wu Zhenjun actually used spiritism...

It seems that Wu Zhenjun is really going to get serious...

Some teachers who knew something about Wu Zhenjun couldn't help but think of the strongest spell of Dharma King Zaohua back then...and this spell needs to be coordinated by a special psychic beast.

Therefore, the moment they saw the psychic circle, many teachers' thoughts were aroused.

They couldn't help but think of the psychic beast owned by Dharma King Zaohua back then.

And obviously, what Wu Zhenjun is summoning now is the same psychic beast summoned by Dharma King Zaohua!

On the ground, with the appearance of the psychic formation, a large group of ink-like black springs gushed out from the ground, and a few seconds later, several purple thunder lights emerged from the black spring...

"Purple electricity?"

Wang Ming stood in the air, watching the rushing electric current.

It should be a trick...

Wang Ming already had a premonition in his heart.

"What kind of psychic beast is this?" Outside the arena, there were still students who didn't know the truth.

"Zidian, this is Ziwei Electricity. The most sinister thunder among the five Yin thunders in the legend is also the most dangerous thunder...with powerful destructive power. To be able to tame such a spirit beast, its owner must have sufficient vitality in his body It needs to be full of yang energy. This kind of spirit beast can't be controlled by ordinary people."

Old Antique was on the sidelines popularizing science. He kept a secret and didn't explain what this psychic beast was, but the atmosphere at the moment has been exaggerated to be quite mysterious: "Wu Zhenjun must have eaten a lot to tame such a psychic beast." What a pain. And his purpose of summoning this spirit beast is to use the power of its purple electricity to complete the unique move of Dharma King Zaohua. This move is the sixth-order method of sound wave flow created by Dharma King Zaohua. But very harsh."

As soon as the words fell, the black spring gushing out from the psychic circle in the arena covered the entire arena densely. The entire arena was filled with purple electricity, and there was no place to set foot at all.

This was done on purpose by Wu Zhenjun, he knew that Wang Ming could float in the air, relying on the power of the armor, which also required the consumption of spiritual energy. Continuous combat in the air will increase the consumption of psionic energy.

Wu Zhenjun's battle thinking is very clear.

"Wang Ling No. 1, activate the omnidirectional magnetic shield."

Wang Ming immediately issued an order to let the magnetic shield protect him to avoid being affected by the purple thunder on the ground.

He believed that if he was wearing the original set of crude armor, it would not be able to withstand such continuous consumption.

But at this moment, new fluctuations began to appear on the ground.

On the black spring, there are circles of ripples...

And the psychic beast hidden in the black spring finally revealed its clues.

It was a huge and slippery black tail, from the appearance, it looked like a fish...

Someone in the field exclaimed on the spot: "Fuck!? Rice field eel!?"

Wu Zhenjun was furious: "...This is an electric eel! Electric eel!!!"