He grabbed Gao Neng with one palm.

At this distance, with the strength of the ninth level, there is no possibility of making a mistake against the sixth level.

But the fact is...

He made a mistake.

Because, a black figure stood in front of him, and his palm happened to be grasped on the long knife in the black figure's hand.

Wu Qingjing was stunned for a moment, looking at the black shadow in front of her, and saw a familiar face hidden under the black shadow.

"Is this...is this?!"

"Teacher Wu should remember the USB flash drive you gave me a month ago, so you may not be able to stop me now!" Gao Neng looked back at Wu Qingjing.

"Hahaha, high energy, high energy, you are really a genius. In one month... in just one month, you can really do it... But, just based on this, are you looking down on me? Or have you forgotten that I am the ninth level!" Wu Qingjing's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, and then, the next moment, she was in front of Gao Neng, and she grabbed Gao Neng with one hand again.

"I think the teacher underestimates me!" Gao Neng raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

At the same time, the black figure that had been left behind by Wu Qingjing also disappeared out of thin air. When it reappeared, it happened to be in front of Wu Qingjing again.

"boom!"

The palms collided with the black shadows.

The black figure was struck by a palm and stepped back five steps.

Wu Qingjing moved her silk threads.

But his expression changed drastically, because he clearly remembered that he had just shaken the black shadow away.

Why the dark shadow...

Moved back again?

"Teacher Wu, do you still remember Mr. Qin's "Space Mark"? As long as it is within the space I created, any object can be moved anytime, anywhere, including... the eighth-level genetic weapon that is blocking you!" Gao Neng said.

Then he took a few steps back and let the black shadow stop him again.

"Eighth level genetic weapon?!" Fang Tangtang, who was standing at the door, heard Gao Neng's words, and his two big eyes suddenly opened like little bells.

If someone shakes her now.

It is estimated that it may still make a dinging sound.

"Have you actually successfully developed an eighth-level genetic weapon? This guy... is really becoming more and more popular!" Luna looked at this scene, her eyes shining equally.

"Eighth level?!" Uncle Bai's lips also moved slightly.

Wu Qingjing, who was standing in front of Gao Neng, was stunned for three seconds before she came to her senses.

Eighth-level genetic weapon plus "Space Imprint"?!

This combination...

Why didn't he think of it?

wrong!

It's not that he didn't expect it, but that only Gao Neng in the entire alliance can use this method of directly controlling genetic weapons with mental power.

"An eighth-level genetic weapon that can move in space... is indeed powerful! However, it is highly powerful... I have to say, do you have any misunderstanding about my strength?" Wu Qingjing took another step forward.

With this step, his body changed from one to two.

The same one!

Wu Qingjing walked out again!

"Illusion?" Gao Neng's lips raised again.

"That's right!" Wu Qingjing nodded.

"A ninth-level powerhouse who can perform illusions...is really powerful! However, Teacher Wu, I have to say, do you have any misunderstanding about my strength?" Gao Neng said while taking a step back.

"Huh?" The corner of Wu Qingjing's mouth twitched, but she quickly sighed helplessly: "You brat, anyone can talk nonsense, but without real strength, there is only a dead end when entering the battlefield. You today...

…It’s absolutely impossible to get out of the federal government’s gates!”

"Teacher Wu, have you forgotten that I have never been an impulsive person, but today I am so impulsive, don't you think it's strange?" Gao Neng looked at Wu Qingjing.

"What do you want to say?"

"What I want to say is, Teacher Wu, I am no longer what I used to be. I will not be so impulsive as to die, because I just want to save people!"

"Don't be naive, Gao Neng. Even if you really have an eighth-level genetic weapon, you can only defeat the eighth-level at most, and there are ninth-level ones in the battlefield in the North District!"

"How many eighth-level people can one ninth-level person deal with at the same time?"

"At least five to ten!"

"Oh... Are you sure, teacher, that I have only created an eighth-level genetic weapon in this month?" Gao Neng spoke again.

"In one month, you can only create one genetic weapon... Wait, what do you... mean?!" Wu Qingjing looked at Gao Neng and felt her pupils shrink inexplicably.
Chapter completed!