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Chapter 367(2/2)

"Sister Mengyao, you have to calm down. You also know Brother Zhou Xing's strength. Since he didn't admit defeat, he must have other plans. If you rush forward rashly, wouldn't you just admit defeat for Zhou Xing? Then Zhou Xing will fight with the bamboo basket.

All water is gone."

"I'm going, it's so hot, I have to fly up quickly, the ninth level of the beast..." Zhou Xing just wanted to use the flying beast skill, but was stopped by Feng Wang.

"I haven't taken a bath for a long time. Let me enjoy it."

"What? You're enjoying it, but what about me? I'm going to be burned to death?"

"That's right. Let's do this. I will reluctantly give up my love and give you a beast skill that allows you to absorb the fire energy in it, thereby breaking through the beast level and rising to the demon level. I can also continue to take a bath. Isn't this killing two birds with one stone?

Yet!"

After saying that, Feng Wang sent a purple ball from the spiritual world into Zhou Xing's brain.

Burning flames, a secret technique, is divided into two stages. One stage is burning fire, which can quickly absorb flames. The second stage is super attack, demon level level two. After being refined, it has the strength of demon level nine. It burns everything, terror attacks, and ignores fire damage.

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Looking at the description of the beast skills, Zhou Xing couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. He quickly practiced according to the training method, with King Feng giving guidance. After a while, Zhou Xing mastered a section of Burning Fire.

He sat down in meditation and quietly absorbed the fire energy around him.

The crowd couldn't help being shocked and looked at Zhou Xing with puzzled faces. Zhou Xing went crazy. Everyone kicked Zhou Xing and felt sorry that a peerless genius could go crazy like this.

"It's crazy. I told you to show off. Aren't you very arrogant? Haha." Seeing such a scene, Zhao Hu stood up excitedly again and clapped his hands vigorously.

This time, the uncle sitting behind him couldn't bear it anymore. He called the doorman, put his mouth to the doorman's ear and said: "This child has a brain disease, which seriously hinders us from watching the game, so..." The doorman seemed to have something to say.

He nodded understandingly.

He strode towards Zhao Hu, sealed his acupoints, called a stretcher, and carried him up.

"Go, take him to the psychiatrist." The guard ordered.

Zhao Hu was startled by the sudden appearance of the doctor. He then thought that maybe he wanted to treat his leg injury. So he took him away without much resistance.
Chapter completed!
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