The last ancient martial arts magic skill.

Formation and molecules kill instantly! This ancient martial arts magic skill is useless to most monks.

Among the seven ancient martial arts skills, it is called a useless existence. However, under the mirror, there is only one ancient martial arts skill. It is only known by the four words "Ancient Martial Arts skill" and it only sounds famous.

If the halo of the "Ancient Martial Arts" is removed.

This thing is just trash! Is it useful to kill instant killers in battle?

Even if a field of instant killers is built, it will not cause any lethality to the enemy in this field.

The molecules it kills in seconds cannot be objects formed by molecules, but individual molecules.

This leads to... all solids (including people) and even flowing liquids, under this martial art, are ineffective.

Only...gas! This is the most important point for Qin Mo! When he heard Shangguan Yu's words, his first reaction was: this ancient martial arts magic skill is probably the only martial art that can affect the Rain Man! If the Rain Man is turned into a molecular gas... it is possible to crack the Rain Man and a miracle will occur! Therefore, Qin Mo resolutely accepted the invitation to this competition.

People were completely stunned! Shangguan Yu looked at Qin Mo as if he was looking at a fool.

This guy...will there be no brain problems?

A useless martial arts, bet on you so many precious things, have you still accepted it?

The most important thing is, can you win?

The ten fake immortals in the ‘Republic Headquarters Store’ are all considered to be the top combat power of the Republican Alliance. Even the immortals are difficult to be the opponents of these ten people.

Everyone thought Qin Mo was in a bad mind.

It is impossible to win the battle, and there is also the garbage bet of Buske... Is Mr. Qin going to do charity?

Buske immediately smiled happily.

"Okay! Mr. Qin is a happy person!"

"Three days later, the Republican Alliance fighting field! I welcome Mr. Qin's arrival!"

As he said that, Buske smiled and waved his hand, leading his men away.

People actually don't want to see such scenes.

If water and cigarettes fall into Buske's hands, he might even make things difficult for the buyer. Compared with Buske, Mr. Qin is obviously more generous, just simply asking people's unique martial arts.

In this world, everything about cultivating immortals is the most valuable thing.

People do not want precious water and cigarettes to fall into Buske's hands. By that time, they will no longer have the opportunity to compete fairly as they do now.

Shangguan Yu really couldn't understand Mr. Qin's meaning.

Even if he wants that useless martial art, the most important thing is... can he beat it?

The combat power of the ten fake immortals! If it weren’t for the super-level immortals, facing the ten fake immortals, there would be no chance of winning at all.

When you reach the level of an immortal, you can see the foundation.

The foundation is only different, and you can reach the point where the world is different.

Shangguan Yu does not look down on the immortals on the mirror, but does not have a good environment for cultivating immortals (not belonging to the spiritual age), so it is difficult to cultivate immortals with super-foundation.

"Mr. Qin, I think this matter can be reported to the leader!"

On the way back, Shangguan Yu drove the car and persuaded anxiously, "You don't have to make a fight with Buske just to worry about face, let alone that martial art is really useless, it's definitely useless!"

He really knows how to do it! Logically speaking, Mr. Qin is the mirror-covered person, and he is on par with everyone here, and even has a higher status than those present.

But bringing himself to the attitude of a junior really made more than a dozen immortals feel good.

The more I look at this little brother, the more I like it.

Such humble people are really rare among young people this year.

Most of them are frivolous for many years, which makes the elders dislike them.

Mr. Qin is obviously not such a person.

Especially, everyone has heard that in recent days, Qin Mo has been setting up a stall. As an immortal, he is embarrassed to show his unique skills, but he still wants to smoke, which makes him very embarrassed.

Now, Qin Mo brought two packs of cigarettes to his door.

This kind of thought alone shows the preciousness.

"Brother Qin, eat quickly! Eat quickly!"

"Spiritual beast meat! There is nothing else here, just more spirit beast meat, so eat more."

During the meal, several immortals took turns to pick up meat for Qin Mo.

Everyone held chopsticks in one hand and cigarettes in the other. For a while, smoke was shrouded in smoke, like old smokers, smoking one after another.

Qin Mo looked at the spirit beast meat in the bowl, but had no appetite.

He sighed heavily and slowly put down the chopsticks.

When everyone saw Qin Mo's abnormal reaction, they all stopped and looked at him in confusion.

"What's wrong?

Brother Qin, are you in a bad mood?”

Li Zichen asked with a cigarette in the corner of his mouth.

Qin Mo sighed again and said helplessly, "Recently, the alliance has caused a lot of controversy, I believe all brothers have heard of it."

"Well, I heard you are going to fight with the ten fake immortals in the 'Republic Headquarters Store'."

Alifa nodded.

"This is obviously bullying me, brother!"

Qin Mo complained, his eyes rosy, "I have always followed Brother Li's words and I am very loyal in the Republican Alliance. I never thought I would be bullied like this. Brother Li, I am really bitter..." As he said that, Qin Mo lowered his head and wiped his tears.

For a moment, the atmosphere was a little solemn.

Li Zichen pressed Yan's butt and sighed softly, "Brother Qin, I have to say a few words to you in this matter."

"You said you opened a stall, what are you doing opposite the 'Republic Headquarters Store'?"

"That Buske is not easy to mess with. You are just asking for trouble. My buddy is also very sad to ask about the internal affairs of the Republican Alliance. We can't help you..." Before Li Zichen finished speaking, Qin Mo took out a bottle of lemonade from his backpack and placed it on the dining table. He wiped his tears and pushed the lemonade in front of them. "Brother, I guess this is the last time I see you. If I am beaten to death in two days, I will help me collect a body."

"Although I am a mirror-looking immortal."

"But I listen to Brother Li obediently, and don't cause trouble or cause trouble."

"I'll get beaten up, maybe I'll be beating for the rest of my life."

After seeing a full bottle of lemonade, the eyes of more than a dozen immortals became straight.

Seeing Qin Mo crying and pitiful, Li Zichen and others suddenly felt that Buske and these slutty guys were doing too much! "Damn it, his uncle!"

Li Zichen slapped the table suddenly and stood up.

"How could anyone bully my brother like this!"

"They want to fight one by one, I won't say anything. I want to dare to hit one of ten people, we will protect you!!"
Chapter completed!