If it were normal, Wuqi would have run away because of fear. Even if he forced himself to suppress his fear, he threw away the Ancient Scroll in his hand, for Wuqi, who was timid, he would only take a step with his eyes closed. However, because of Croyd's ignorance and his bloody appearance to save him, Wuqi had an unprecedented anger from the bottom of his heart for the first time, which made him not choose to close his eyes, but did something he could not believe. He actually opened his eyes and watched with his own eyes the Ancient Scroll, which was less than one percent larger than the huge bear paw that was suffocated towards the black bear.

Then, after a slight muffled sound, Wuqi looked at a small white dot with his eyes, gradually blending into the long and dense black fluff. Then, after the small white dot completely sank into the darkness as thick as the wall, he actually heard the master of the huge palm let out a painful roar. Then, he quickly pulled back the bear paw that had been stuck in front of him. Wuqi, who had only felt the strong wind brought out by the bear paw, was stunned and stunned. But in the blink of an eye, when he saw his nameless ancient scroll slowly falling from the huge bear paw that the Dead Bear King pulled away, he finally realized.

The bear paw of the Dead Bear King was as if it had suddenly slapped on a very hard rock. Not only did it not shatter it, but it was even more severely injured by its own bear paw, which was thicker than the city wall and harder than steel. It never expected that the moment it collided with the Ancient Scroll just now, it was actually the one who was injured by its full force, and it also slapped several finger bones in its own bear paw at once. The Dead Bear King, who had not felt the pain for too long, was twitching by the stimulation from the sudden invasion, and the corners of his mouth twitched and was in a mess. The bear paw that had reached the other side also shrank back like lightning driven by instinct. It suddenly appeared on his face that became increasingly twisted due to the unbearable severe pain, but the anger in his chest suddenly rose to the peak.

How can it endure the fact that it is a level 9 monster with the peak strength of a human master level?

Compared to the anger of the Necromancer King, it pressed Sakai's body with a giant claw beside it. The Necromancer King who was constantly attacking him stopped attacking. It first looked at the Necromancer King who was constantly shaking his palms and showing pain, and then turned to look at Wuqi, who had just made the Necromancer King who could not even deal with it, and the wolf narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at this little guy with a look of confusion, staring at this little guy with vigilant eyes, without moving his eyes. It was obvious that it was frightened by Wuqi's strange blow just now.

The expression on Sakai's face, who was pressed by him, was abnormal at this time. The scene just now was too bizarre and the shock it brought to him was too terrible. When Wuqi slowly bent down and picked up the ancient scroll from the ground, he did not come back to his senses from the shock.

What is surprise? The scene that Wuqi just brought to him was the biggest surprise in Sakai's heart.

What is a miracle? Wuqi, an ordinary man who has just embarked on the first day of his cultivation, was able to completely reverse the situation of undoubted death by his own efforts. Even though the result was too bizarre and too unbelievable, Sakai witnessed this scene that was completely opposite to his imagination with his own eyes. It has to be said that except for miracles, he really could not explain this incredible fact in other words.

Is this true? This child who is running and snot even mixed with tears and saliva, just now he really completely defeated the attack of the level 9 peak monster of the Dead Bear King?

Sakai was surprised and couldn't say a word. It was completely understandable that he would be so out of control. Because for those who practiced, only by reaching the master level can they compete with a magic beast with a peak strength of level 9. Senior warriors below the master level can only survive by chance at the hands of the peak monster of level 9, let alone intermediate warriors whose strength is far less than that of high-level warriors. As an intermediate warrior, they encounter such a kind of Necromancer Bear King.

The monster with the peak strength of level 9 cannot even have the chance to escape, so they can only let it ravage to death. The junior warrior who is weaker than the intermediate warrior can only become the target of the peak demon beast of level 9 in seconds. Wuqi also does not even have the qualification to be selected for the junior warrior, and his strength is even worse than 100,000 miles, but he can actually defeat the Dead Bear King's full-strength attack head-on. How could this be accepted by Sakai, a master-level strongman who has taught swordsmanship for decades?

However, he was the only one who was shocked to speak because he knew that there were too many secrets. Compared to Sakai who was stunned, the dozen or so students in the distance who made him angry and hate were all staring at this time. They also saw the scene just now with their own eyes and heard it. The painful howl of the Dead Bear King was still echoing in their ears. Although they did not know much about Sakai, Wuqi's desperate attempt to save Croyd had deeply shocked these underage children. However, after the sudden silence around, after the questioning of a leader sounded, these students suddenly started to discuss it excitedly, one by one, one by one.

"Hey! Did you see it just now... Didn't you... the freshman who just turned around today?" The student who led the questioning was obviously deeply touched by the scene that was too shocked just now. The strong visual impact made him stutter a little. However, the other student who answered his question had obviously better psychological tolerance than him.

"Yes! That's him! What's his name? It seems that his name is Wuming, right?"

"What Wuming! His name is Wuqi. I just remembered it. You looked at his face carefully, and there was still snot on it, saliva and tears mixed together. The transfer student who just transferred today looked like this. Have you forgotten? Didn't we guessed that he was Mr. Sakai's illegitimate son?"

When the tall and thin male classmate said this, the other students around him seemed to suddenly remember something and nodded in response. A fat female classmate behind him clapped her hands and shouted: "Yes! I remembered it, it's him. You guys, did he just slam the bear paw of the level 9 monster just now?"

"Who else isn't him? You're the smartest girl in our class. Don't look at the situation on the other two sides. Teacher Sakai was pressed under the body by the level 9 wolf-shaped monster, and Croyd was lying under the big tree in blood again. Who else could there be?" The fat girl's question immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of a fat man who was also somewhat obese beside him.

But after hearing the little fat man's explanation, the fat woman seemed unwilling to give up. She continued, "But, why do I feel so fake! We all know his strength. I remember very clearly that I can see his shadow when running! I think I am the slowest running person in our class and the worst physical strength. Usually I run the last one in the team, but from the time when Teacher Sakai asked us to conduct long-distance running training to the time before we encountered the attack of the level 9 bear monster, I didn't even see his shadow. He ran so slowly, his physical strength would definitely not be good, let alone the speed. How could such a weak person beat the level 9 monster to scream at once?"

"Fat girl, after you analyze this, it seems that this is true. I didn't think it was a bit strange just now. But we can't read it wrong? If we read it wrong, how could so many people read it wrong at the same time?"

"Yes! He is obviously not as strong as us, so he can't suddenly become so strong. Could it be that the white book he threw out from his hand last?"

As soon as this was said, the little bald head who asked this question was immediately glared at by a boy with slightly bulging muscles beside him. He also slapped the other party on his smooth and shiny little head. The boy who hit him cursed with a angrily angrily: "You idiot, you! What's the purpose of that broken book? Do you think that broken book can be heavier than Teacher Sakai's sword? If it was really that heavy, how could he pick it up? Not to mention throwing it out easily. Can't you be smarter? Stupid."

If this sentence is heard by Abel, a swordsman who knows the characteristics of the Ancient Scroll, he will definitely laugh and be angry. Who is stupid? The answer is self-evident. However, only the owner it recognizes will feel as light as a feather, and other non-masters will only feel as heavy as Mount Tai. Even the super strong man who has reached the peak of the Sacred Scroll, which is unable to raise the Ancient Scroll at a distance of one minute, let alone this Dead Bear King, who is only at level 9 monsters. It has only broken a few finger bones by the Ancient Scroll by a blow. It is a great blessing in disguise. It is just that Wuqi and this level 9 monster who are involved do not know about this.

But Wuqi woke up from the blow that contained rage just now. He seemed to have thought of something, and a look of confusion and confusion appeared on his face. However, soon the expression that was exactly the same as the face of the dead hungry wolf was quickly replaced by an extremely excited smile. Although it only took less than half a minute, Wuqi thought of a possibility that made him ecstatic in his heart in the half minute of silence just now.

Could it be that the reason why I was able to suddenly slap the bear paw of this huge monster just now was because of this ancient scroll that my master had asked me to read since I was a child?
Chapter completed!