Chapter 188: Eighth level? Ha, what a rubbish level!
The dagger was clearly in his hand, and it was clear that just a slight scratch would be enough to cut the enemy's aorta.

But I don’t know why.

Chen Ziye felt resistance instinctively.

He always had a premonition.

If I really row forward, not only will I fail to kill the opponent, but I will be killed instead.

Is this the class gap?
At this time.

Bai Wen asked with a smile.

"Why don't you take action?"

"Do you feel like you'll die if you do anything?"

"Are you shaking with fear?"

"Hehehehehe, you have some self-awareness."

The smile on Bai Wenyi's face disappeared instantly, and he said in a deep voice.

"If you don't dare to do it, put the knife down and get out of here."

"We, Demon City, have already secured this spot today!"

The other vice presidents behind him had no intention of stopping him and even grinned.

In their view.

Even if Chen Ziye played tricks, he couldn't hurt their leader in the slightest.

This is the gap in hard power, which cannot be made up by skills.

But the next moment.

Chen Ziye suddenly drew his knife and ruthlessly cut the carotid artery in his neck!
Bai Wenyi's expression froze.

He never expected that a seventh-level person would dare to attack him.

The man quickly materialized armor to block the attack.

But Chen Ziye's first attack was just a feint.

While pulling back the dagger, he gripped the handle in reverse and stabbed fiercely at the carotid artery on the other side of the neck.

Cold sweat suddenly broke out on Bai Wenyi's forehead.

Because he truly felt Chen Ziye's murderous aura and his determination to kill him!
"Oh shit!"

"It's just a seventh-level piece of trash. Why are you so arrogant?"

"Winged Angel - Prologue!"

The voice just fell.

A white halo suddenly appeared behind Bai Wen.

Then,

His entire body was covered in silver armor, his two wings spread out, and he held a cross sword in his hands.

Sacred, pure, solemn, and white.

Looking at the winged angel in front of them, these words couldn't help but emerge in the minds of the onlookers!
Lu Chen was stunned for a moment.

It’s not because of Bai Wenyi’s cool ability, but because of his angelic form after materialization.

There was a moment,
He even thought he had found Kyle's keepsake.

But then I took a closer look.

In terms of style and temperament, he is far inferior to Kyle.

Not to mention the wings.

Dare to call yourself an angel with two wings? ?
Lu Chen couldn't help but reveal an expression of disgust.

He didn't understand where Bai Wenyi got his confidence from, and he shouted out the name of the skill loudly.

Aren't you ashamed?

at the same time.

Bai Wen was a little angry and waved his hand, and the Holy Cross Sword instantly split the wall in half.

But Chen Ziye was not hurt.

The man's purpose is very clear.

He took action just to save Zhang Zhijian.

Defeat the eighth level?

Pull it down.

Cross-level combat is an impossible proposition.

Self-confidence and overestimating one's own abilities are not the same thing.

Bai Wen turned into a winged angel and flapped his wings, floating in the air, looking down at the five people.

His voice was authoritative and deep.

"I'm only going to say it once."

"Give me the spot, and you live."

"If you don't give it to me, I'll kill all of you!"

Hear this.

The several vice presidents from Shanghai looked at each other in bewilderment.

"what's the situation?"

"We are just trying to grab a spot, right? It doesn't warrant killing anyone!"

"Boss, isn't this a bit too much?"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Bai Wenyi couldn't accept that he was frightened for a moment by a seventh-level awakener as he was at the eighth level.

At this time.

Lu Haoran took a step forward.

"You can get the quota, but only if you apologize first and repair everything you destroyed."

"Apologize?" "Hahahaha! I think you're crazy, right?"

"I'm a fucking level eight! Level eight!!"

"Hand over your badges now. If you say another word, I'll tear down your association!!"

The vice presidents of Magic City felt something was not right the more they listened.

It seems that our president did not have this kind of personality before he broke through to the eighth level, right?
Why did he suddenly become so violent?
Li Ziyuan crossed her arms over her chest, frowned and said coldly.

"Aren't you afraid it will grow back if you do this?"

"Snatching a spot is a despicable thing to do. You're challenging us when we don't have all the players. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"

"Bai Wenyi, you've been living like a dog for the past thirty years!"

"Haha, something shameful?"

"I robbed it with my own strength, how can you despise me?"

"In the age of universal awakening, strength represents everything!"

"I'll count to three. Hand over your place immediately, or I'll show you what the strongest realm below demigod is!"

Hearing this, Zhang Zhijian and others looked extremely gloomy.

Without Sun Chi and the general manager, they already have two fewer people than the Magic City.

Zhou Yi from the special department and Li Ziyuan from the auxiliary department cannot be considered as combat forces yet.

Full calculation.

There are only three people in Los Angeles who can fight.

Lu Haoran, Chen Ziye, Zhang Zhijian.

Three against seven, and there is an eighth-level opponent on the other side, how to play this? ?

They are not on the same level at all!
At this time.

Bai Wenyi spoke jokingly.

"3!"

Just as the countdown was about to end, the young man in the crowd spoke calmly.

"21."

"After counting, what next?"

Hearing this plain voice with a hint of disdain, Bai Wenyi frowned instantly.

"Who?"

Zhang Zhijian and others' eyes widened, their scalps numbed, and memories of the past instantly came to their minds.

They are very familiar with this voice!
"Xiao Chen??"

Li Ziyuan shouted softly with tears in her eyes.

Lu Chen walked out of the crowd, his silver-white hair was extremely conspicuous at this moment.

The boy replied with a smile.

“Yeah, it’s me.”

Zhang Zhijian was immediately overjoyed.

But soon,

He realized the seriousness of the problem.

Bai Wenyi obviously came with murderous intentions.

The association was torn to pieces and I didn’t care if I got hurt a little.

But Lu Chen can't.

He is not only the hope of Los Angeles, but also the hope of all mankind!

Nothing can happen!

Zhang Zhijian winked at Chen Ziye and Lu Haoran beside him.

The meaning is clear.

I will hold Bai Wenyi back, and you guys use your own speed to take Lu Chen away.

Just before the three were about to leave, the vice presidents of the Magic City Supernatural Association suddenly stepped forward and blocked their way.

The man in angel form grinned, revealing a row of large white teeth.

"Where do you want to go?"

Bai Wenyi said jokingly.

"Let me guess."

"This should be the genius that the outside world is talking about, right?"

"I heard that there is a rare monster boy in your city of Los Angeles. I have always wanted to meet him."

"Tsk tsk tsk, God really gave me this opportunity."

Bai Wen turned around and looked at Lu Chen.

"Boy, you just asked me if the countdown was over, then what?"

"Today I will teach you what it means to respect your seniors!!"

The moment the words fell.

Bai Wen flapped his wings and approached at a speed faster than the speed of sound!

Although he had just entered the eighth level, his aura as a superior instantly swept the entire audience.

The man swung the Holy Cross Sword and was about to chop down, completely disregarding the difference in age and status between the two.

Seeing this, Lu Chen just smiled slightly.

The young man slowly took out the Night Meteorite from the alien space.

Subsequently.

He raised his hand and waved lightly.

Bang! ! ! ! !
(End of this chapter)