Who traveled through time and was forced to inherit the position of young master?

"If I can't kill the real boss, I will kill you too! I will make you hurt and make you suffer. If I don't beat you to death today, I will not be a human being!"

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Chang Heng went crazy and beat Fang Zhixin's clone the hardest.

Fang Zhixin's mouth twitched as he was being stared at: "Don't look at me, we haven't done anything unscrupulous, this is a complete slander!"

Du Ruo looked up, feeling a little guilty: "I didn't do anything, I just beat him to death once before."

Solla was full of questions: "Ah? What did you kill?"

The others who had finished fighting all looked at Guan Canghai and the other six with resentful eyes. The six of them closed their mouths and turned their heads, sweating profusely.

Everyone who noticed this scene had the same thought in their minds: Could he have really killed him?

Shi Wu was stunned, Shi Wu was dumbfounded, this teammate's attraction was stronger than his, what kind of weird thing is Blue Star!

The battle ended because Shi Wu's spiritual power ran out. He looked breathlessly at Chang Heng, who was still in an excited state, and waved his hand weakly.

"No... I won't come. Are you... you... sick? That's your teammate."

Chang Heng, whose fingers were cramped from beating, was relieved: "I beat... them. You are pretty good. Are you really not going to consider opening a business..."

Pei Jin, Fang Huan and others who had already finished the battle nodded frantically. Fang Huan thought that it was her own young master and shook her head again.

Shi Wu came back and lay on the ground with tears in his eyes: "Please spare me. With the way you fight, if there are a few more people, I will die right here."

"I'd rather be an undercover agent than sparring with you guys!"

Sote raised his chin slightly, signaling his men to drag back Shi Wu's conspicuous bag. Pei Jin also carried the exhausted Chang Heng back to the spectator seats.

Zhong An stood up and walked in front of Silica: "I want to choose you as my opponent, are you interested in a sparring match with me?"

Silica nodded: "Okay, but are you sure you want to choose me? My talent is counter-injury. The damage you inflict on me will be returned to you. Your control-type gravity doesn't have the ability to kill with one strike, so it will be difficult."

Zhong An raised his eyes calmly, adding a touch of frivolity to his tone: "That's why I came here. Only by challenging the impossible can I go further."

She has never been a person who follows the rules. If she wants to challenge her limits, she naturally has to restrain herself so that she can find the opportunity to enter the ninth level through the collision of different systems.

When Silica walked by, Solla shook her hand, her lips moved, her cheeks slightly red as she mustered up the courage to speak: "Come on."

Silica paused, nodded slightly, then turned around with a blush on her face.

Your voice is as small as a mosquito. Be braver, you idiot.

Fang Zhixin nodded suddenly, and looked at the protagonist Solla with a spectator's eyes. It seems that the relationship is not a one-way street, and there is hope.

Seeing the main event begin, Fearon straightened his back and quipped, "Why don't you continue the commentary?"

"It's still going on, I'm just choosing the words carefully." Fang Zhixin picked up the water cup on the table and drank it all. An idea suddenly occurred to him, "Next is the battle between Zhong An and Silica. It's boring to listen to me talking alone. Why don't we invite a guest?"

Fang Zhixin looked at the calm people. Fei Lun shook his wine glass and raised his eyebrows: "You are really good at finding people. What do you think of our worth..."

"Oh, it seems that the guest is not very willing, so let me do it." Fang Zhixin didn't respond at all, turned around with disgust, and said, "If it's okay, then it's okay. If it's not okay, then it's not okay. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Bai Yuefeng said leisurely: "Let Fang Zhixin play freely, you will regret it."

Fearon: ………

The two people in the field couldn't care less. Zhong An raised his hand and fired at a speed invisible to the naked eye. The destructive force suddenly condensed into a torrent, shaking the earth like the roar of a battleship, and the ground cracked wherever it passed.

The bursting gravity rays were like brown-black missiles, rushing straight towards Silica.

Zhong An, who was at the high level of level eight and on the threshold of level nine, attacked fearlessly, not afraid of the so-called counterattack. After firing a gravity ray, Zhong An did not stop his action.

She used her explosive power to approach Silica, who was at the intermediate level of level nine, and used the superimposed gravity field to restrict Silica's movements.

As the roaring attack came, Silica's muscles were tense to resist the suppression of the gravity field. She raised the long tassel in her hand with difficulty, her mouth corners straightened. This gravity field was much stronger than she had imagined.

Bang!

The bright light blinded people's eyes. Amid the loud noise, a very thin ray of light flashed by. The next moment, a flash of red broke through the gravity field amid the roar of the earth cracking, and faced the attack of the condensed gravity head-on, and then dust and smoke rose.

But the battle did not stop. Silica turned around and stabbed straight ahead. Zhong An stared at the cold sharpness. In a flash, he held the gun with trembling hands and caught Hongying at a perfect angle. He raised his head and slid sideways to approach Silica and launched another attack.

Silica's pupils trembled slightly, and she suddenly exerted her strength, bending her waist 90 degrees to avoid the bullet that was so close.

The gun stuck to Hongying, and Silica exclaimed: "I take back what I said before, it's not that you don't have the ability to kill with one strike, Zhong An, you are very strong, both in combat and in spirit."

Silica understood that she was able to move only because of her high level, but the opponent was resisting.

Zhong An squeezed out the little strength in his body. His forehead was covered with sweat. The redness of his lips faded, and his face looked a little pale. His attacks did not taste good.

"Thank you for the compliment, but please do your best!"

Silica smiled bitterly. She was getting more and more excited the more they fought.

She shook the red tassel, and the bursting spiritual power wrapped around the red tassel. The sharp murderous intent made people shudder. This was a unique skill that Silica had honed for many years. There was nothing fancy about it. She had been practicing it day after day for more than ten years, just this one strike.

"Get ready, this is my full strength."

The air flow seemed to stagnate, as if there was only that touch of red between heaven and earth. In the silence, a sharp edge suddenly burst out, drawing a sharp sound that pierced people's eardrums, as if piercing through layers of space and leaving an afterimage.

Zhong An took a deep breath. The shadow of death was clamoring for her to hide away, but she stubbornly did not move an inch.

Even if you can't block it, you have to try it. What is the difference between level nine and level eight!

The unstoppable Hongying arrived in an instant, and then there was a roar, and the entire battlefield was silent.

Silica rushed into the dust and mist to look for someone: "Zhong An, Zhong An!"

She doesn't hate these people, she even likes them very much. If something unexpected really happens, it's not what she wants to see.

"It's here, don't look for it."

When Fang Zhixin's voice came, Silica suddenly turned her head and saw Zhong An, who was exhausted in the spectator seats, being treated by Du Ruo.

Silica was confused: "When did she..."

Not only Silica was confused, but everyone else except the Blue Star people was also confused.

Sote thought of something, his expression changed slightly: "Teleport..."