Compared to Luo Feng who was shocked, Xiang Yu seemed very calm and thought to himself: "Is the planetary powerhouse?"

The god-level warriors and government officials who had entered the Hero Hall to mourn, their faces changed drastically after seeing the black fighter jet and they hurriedly went up to meet them.

Under the gaze of the black fighter jet, the hatch door slowly opened, and a man in black with a hooked nose and strong figure slowly walked down the fighter jet ladder.

Seeing this, a warrior with red eyes quickly stepped forward and said, "Mr. Zhu, please forgive me for your conspiracy. If Brother Fei has a spirit in the sky, he will definitely not want to see you sad for him."

"well……"

Upon hearing this, Congressman Zhu sighed and said, "It's because I, a disciple, is not lucky, let me, the master, send him the last journey!"

After saying that, Member Zhu walked directly into the funeral home, and the war god-level warriors and other high-rise buildings present naturally followed closely.

The sorrow and joy echoed throughout the Hero Hall funeral home, mourning one after another from senior government officials, military generals, warriors, etc.

Xiang Yu and the others quickly entered the funeral home, but there was no Lu Fei's body in the funeral home, only a black and white photo, and a transparent freezer with his clothes.

If he died of fighting with other monsters, Lu Fei might be able to leave a broken corpse, but he was exhausted by the endless rat tide and had already lost his body.

Amid the sad and sad music, the warriors present couldn't help but feel sad about the death of rabbits and foxes. Xiang Yu and his friends bowed solemnly three times before turning around and leaving the funeral home.

"Luo Feng!"

As soon as Xiang Yu and the others walked out of the funeral home, a pleasant voice rang out. A girl in a black long skirt walked towards them in lotus steps.

"Xu Xin!"

After Luo Feng saw the person coming, he couldn't help but smile and asked subconsciously: "Did you not have class today?"

"Follower, today is Saturday, what class am I going to take?"

Luo Feng heard this and said a little embarrassedly: "Saturday? Uh... I have never been to school anymore, but I can't even remember the past few weeks."

"Ahem."

Wu Tong, who was standing next to Xiang Yu, couldn't help coughing lightly after smelling the sour smell of love, and then said to Xiang Yu: "Xiang Yu, someone wants to see you, why don't we go first!"

“Okay.”

Xiang Yu nodded with a smile. He didn't want to be stuffed with dog food by Luo Feng.

...

Jiangnan Base City Extreme General Association

In the office of the main hall on the sixth floor of the Extreme Hall, a middle-aged man in his thirties smiled and said to Zhou Yongzheng, "Iron Hand, your tea is good!"

Zhou Yongzheng smiled and said, "Old Yang, we have been missing for seven or eight years, otherwise I wouldn't be willing to treat you with this tea."

In addition to Zhou Yongzheng and others, there are three other people in the office of the museum manager, and these three are the three major supervisors, including Zhuge Tao.

Seeing Zhou Yongzheng and Yang Hui talking and laughing, a hint of envy flashed in Zhuge Tao's eyes, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "I don't know when I will break through the bottleneck of the God of War level?"

Although Zhuge Tao is known as one of the four giants of Jiangnan Extreme Martial Arts Hall, he is very clear about the gap between him and the director Zhou Yongzheng.

You should know that Zhou Yongzheng is an intermediate war god. He can become the director of the Jiangnan Base Extreme Martial Arts Center. Whether it is his own strength or the power behind it, he is far superior to Zhuge Tao.

Yang Hui, who is able to talk and laugh with Zhou Yongzheng, has an extraordinary origin. This person is not only an intermediate war god, but also a senior executive of the headquarters of the Extreme Martial Arts Hall.

This time, Yang Hui came to the Jiangnan Base City Extreme Hall. In fact, in order to sign a brand new contract with Xiang Yu, he was preparing to join the War God Preparatory Camp.

"Dongdongdongdong..."

A knock on the door suddenly rang out. Yang Hui, who was chatting with Zhou Yongzheng, stopped immediately and said with a smile: "It seems that our Xiang Datiancai is here."

"Come in!"

After Zhou Yong finished speaking, Wu Tong pushed open the door nervously and walked into the office with Xiang Yu.

As soon as Xiang Yu walked into the office, his attention was attracted by Zhou Yongzheng and Yang Hui, especially when his eyes met Yang Hui's eyes, he suddenly felt that Yang Hui's eyes were like an unfathomable vortex, which made his attention sink involuntarily.

"Swish!!!"

Just as Xiang Yu noticed something was wrong, the God-Slaying Sword in his sea of ​​consciousness flashed slightly, and a cold sword light burst out from his sword eyes, allowing him to break free from Yang Hui's mental influence in an instant.

"Blade intention!"

Seeing this, Yang Hui couldn't help but scream in surprise.

"!!!∑(?Д?ノ)ノ"

When the others present heard this, their faces suddenly changed, and their eyes were full of disbelief when they looked at Xiang Yu.

Sword skills and body skills can be roughly divided into four levels, namely basic, meticulous, perfect and artistic conception.

The reason why Xiang Yu was admitted to the Extreme Martial Arts School was that he showed a micro-level body technique during the neural reaction test.

However, when Xiang Yu was breaking away from Yang Hui's mental influence just now, the ray of sword light flashed in his eyes clearly indicated that he had already understood the intention of the sword. Only by understanding the intention of the sword can he break free from Yang Hui's mental influence so quickly.

In fact, the God-Slaying Sword condensed in Xiang Yu's mind is strictly the concrete manifestation of the sword intent, and can also be called the "killing sword intent".

After all, Xiang Yu is only young on the surface, but in fact he is an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years. It is still easy to understand the intention of the sword.
Chapter completed!