Hyperdimensional Universe: I have Three Thousand Ultimate Talents Chapter 262 – Chapter 262: Chapter 149: The Master_2

Chapter 262: Chapter 149: The Master_2

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“He got through?” Jiang Ming laughed, “With his quality, a mere Great Grandmaster Realm, whose temperament is so bad, I can't understand how he was called the first genius of the young generation in the Great Tang. Is Great Tang out of people? Oh, right, our brothers' gathering didn't violate the Great Tang laws or bother anyone else, but he jumped out like a fly just to disgust people. We should be grateful that he wasn't killed since we are in the city.”

“Who says Great Tang has no people?” A man in white walked towards them.

With long hair draped over his shoulders, he had a gentle and elegant aura, while also concealing a sharp threat.

“Zhao Xiaoshu!” The man greeted, “The Great Tang stands at the pinnacle of the Nine Domains, to say Great Tang has no people is too exaggerating.”

“Zhao Xiaoshu?” Jiang Ming's expression grew strange.

He was also at the Great Grandmaster peak level, only slightly similar to Wang Jinglue.

But he didn't expect the other party to step forward.

Jiang Ming also noticed that quite a few powerful people were rushing over, after all, the commotion caused by the short clash between Zhou Tian and Wang Jinglue wasn't small.

“Among the young generation of Great Tang, is it you or him?” Jiang Ming laughed.

Zhao Xiaoshu remained silent.

He was not sure if he could defeat Wang Jinglue, let alone Zhou Tian?

“It's neither me nor him!” Zhao Xiaoshu spoke, “There are countless people within the Great Tang, and there are so many geniuses; the powerful emerge in an endless stream. Neither Wang Jinglue nor I can represent the Great Tang. Whether it's him or me, we are just the most ordinary of them all.”

“You are much stronger than him!” Jiang Ming said.

“He is indeed much stronger, at least in terms of temperament.” Chen Bei spoke, “Are you trying to defend the reputation of the Great Tang?”

He crossed his arms and wore a faint smile on his face.

“You guys really came here for trouble!” The old man who appeared before snorted, “Little guy, don't be arrogant.”

“Aren't you just a Land Immortal? Want to try with both of us?” Chen Bei looked at the opponent sharply.

Eight Realms?

He now believed that he was not inferior to those of Eight Realms.

Victory and even killing them were possible.

Wang Jinglue had already calmed down, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink when he heard this line.

Challenging the old man after figuring out his strength? It was either stupidity or confidence.

Obviously, Chen Bei was not foolish.

Zhao Xiaoshu's heart trembled.

“What an arrogant fool!” Another young powerful man approached them.

When his voice rang out, he was still a hundred meters away, but before it finished, he had already arrived in front of them.

He wore white hair, untainted by any dust.

His hair was meticulous.

On his head was a towering crown, as tall as a sledgehammer.

“Jun Mo, I've met Master Yan Se!” The Second Senior Brother of the Academy, Jun Mo, greeted.

Master Yan Se nodded, then laughed, “Jun Mo, it's great that you're here. Teach these ignorant little guys a lesson.”

“Ignorant?” Ran Xin sneered and looked at Jun Mo and laughed, “Jun Mo, Second Senior Brother of the Academy? We came for the Academy, but upon our arrival, we met people from the Academy, which is rather disappointing!”

“Among us, I have the weakest strength!”

“Let me test how good you, the Second Senior Brother of the Academy, really are!”

“I'm making my move!”

“Take it!”

Ran Xin, who had witnessed Jiang Ming's power, wasn't afraid, even if the entire city was a big formation.

After all, back then, Jiang Ming killed a giant ape from the Eight Realms with just his fists.

Now?

He was even more terrifying.

As her voice fell, Jun Mo's pupils shrank, his face changed dramatically, then his pupils widened, showing a confused look.

Immediately afterward, his body trembled, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

He looked at Ran Xin once again with shock and full of vigilance, as well as disbelief.

He was surprised.

So were the others.

II

How is that possible? That's the Second Senior Brother from the Academy!” Wang Jinglue almost screamed out.

“This…” Zhao Xiaoshu was even more shocked.

Master Yan Se's pupils also shrank.

He knew how powerful Jun Mo was. It was challenging for even him to defeat him easily, yet he was seriously injured by a little girl so silently?

“I couldn't take you down; you are indeed worthy of being a disciple of the Master!” Ran Xin sighed in admiration, but as it fell on Jun Mo's ears, it was unbearably harsh.

He raised his hand and grabbed, and suddenly the sword hummed and flew over from a distance. But before it fell into his hand, the long sword shuddered and took a sharp turn, falling into Jiang Ming's hand.

He caught the long sword, plucked it, and whispered pleasantly, “A good sword!”

Jun Mo's face changed again.

Was his own controlled sword controlled by the opponent?

This made him more wary.

“Since we meet, there is no need for withdrawal,” a voice came from a fat man walking toward them.

At the same time, he also saluted: “Elder Zhou, Elder Yi, Mud Bodhisattva, Master Yan Se, Second Master, can you give me some face?”

“Li Chunfeng, my friend, I didn't expect to lure you out.” Zhou Tian also saluted helplessly, “We didn't want to cause trouble, but Wang Jinglue is too arrogant. It used to be fine when he spied on us from afar. But today, my friends and I came, and he jumped out to suppress us. This is obviously bullying us! Not killing him means showing mercy. However, as a result, a Land Immortal jumped out first, then Zhao Xiaoshu, and even the Academy intervened.”

He frowned and sneered, “Do you really think we are easy to bully? My friend Li, I give you face, but who will give us face?”

Ever since Chen Bei called out Master Yan Se as a Land Immortal without fear, he has been more courageous.

Chen Bei was not afraid.

Jiang Ming was even more fearless.

What was he afraid of!

Moreover, as soon as Ran Xin took action, he almost killed the Second Master of the Academy.

Jiang Ming's expression was strange.

Is there also Li Chunfeng?

Has this Great Tang merged with that Great Tang?

Whether it merged or not, he didn't care.

Now he just watched quietly.

Li Chunfeng twitched the corner of his mouth, glanced dissatisfiedly at Wang Jinglue, and then smiled: “In the end, no lives were lost! How about relegating him to the border army and forbidding him from returning within five years?”

Zhou Tian looked at Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming raised his head, blinked, and sighed: “Stingy!”

“Hahaha, a good young man, he actually found me!” The old yet energetic voice came from the sky, echoing around, “This is not stinginess, but fun. Unexpectedly, there are so many geniuses in the world like you.”

“Master!” Jun Mo's face changed, and he quickly bowed his head.

Zhao Xiaoshu and Wang Jinglue, even Master Yan Se and Li Chunfeng all showed respect.

Because this was the voice of the Master.

There are countless masters in the world.

There's only one in the Great Tang.

“You ah, you've been in the Academy all the time, unaware of the vast world and the emergence of geniuses. Just like the ones in front of you, at least half of them can easily kill you.”

Hearing his Master's words, Jun Mo's face changed again.

“Master, you are at least ten thousand miles away, but you can see and hear this place. What supernatural power is this? Thousand-mile Eye, Downwind Ear?” Jiang Ming saluted the sky.

Just now, he sensed something.

That gaze, although integrated into the Void, he still sensed it. A little speculation led him to think of the Master.

Indeed, it was the other party.

“Thousand-mile Eye, Downwind Ear? Hahaha, almost.” The Master laughed, “You are the most amazing”

“The Master is too kind.” Jiang Ming pondered for a moment, then said solemnly, “Two months later, are you all prepared?”

The Mud Bodhisattva at the door sank in his heart.

Yi Tianxing looked to the sky.

Li Chunfeng revealed a look of anticipation.

“Stopping soldiers, covering waters.” The voice of the Master was still sonorous, “We old men should be able to withstand some time, and you youngsters need to grow up quickly. Alright, play as you like, just don't cause any loss of life. Oh dear, the mutton is almost cooked, hurry up and get it for me…”

The sound weakened and disappeared.

The street was silent for a long time.

“Alas, I'm old, and soon it will be the world of you young people!” Master Yan Se sighed, waved his hand, and walked into the distance.

Even if he was happy and open-minded, he was shocked by Jiang Ming and the others.

There are several people who can easily lull Jun Mo?

Unbelievable.

With his head down, Wang Jinglue also left.

After today, he, the number one of the younger generation, would likely become the disgrace of the Great Tang.

“Everyone, if you have time in the future, please come to the Academy. Jun Mo will be waiting!” He saluted and left.

He was disgraced today.

“Two months later….” Li Chunfeng looked at Zhou Tian, looked at Mud

Bodhisattva, looked at Yi Tianxing, and finally landed on Jiang Ming, “How much do you all know?”

Chapter end