Urban God-level Selection System

Because Zhang Wanlin found that a fruit was actually produced on the gleaming fruit tree.

That's right, there was only one fruit on the whole tree.

This fruit looks like an apple, but its appearance is very peculiar.

The whole body is purple, faint, and there are electric lights around the fruit. It seems that this fruit is "fed" by thunder and lightning! The purple electric light around the fruit is almost the same as the electric light on the thunderbolt.

Thunderbolt likes to pee under fruit trees, all of which is estimated to be due to lightning.

At that time, Zhang Wanlin picked this fruit.

Zhang Wanlin didn't know the use of this fruit. At that time, Zhang Wanlin took a bite.

"Ok!"

The entrance is sweet, the entrance melts, and the aftertaste is endless! Not bad! Not bad! Soon after, Zhang Wanlin took the Rolls-Royce Phantom, and Chu Zhen was beside Zhang Wanlin.

The fruit was eaten by Zhang Wanlin three or two times. This fruit is very peculiar because it has no cores and no peeling, which makes it very convenient to eat.

At the beginning, Zhang Wanlin did not feel anything wrong.

But after a while, Zhang Wanlin discovered something was wrong.

Because he found that within his own Dan Tian, ​​there was actually an energy! This energy is very powerful! Powerful purple power! Zhang Wanlin was shocked, could it be that this fruit contains this powerful energy?

Zhang Wanlin did not dare to underestimate this energy. At that time, he meditated in the car and practiced to absorb this energy within Dantian.

Time passed bit by bit, and half an hour later, the Rolls-Royce Phantom had reached the underground parking lot of the Tianhai auction.

And Zhang Wanlin was still sitting in the car, meditating and practicing.

I saw Zhang Wanlin was already sweating a lot, and he was still absorbing energy. That energy was too powerful! Fortunately, Zhang Wanlin is the ultimate electric root, so it is much more convenient to absorb energy that is also an electrical property.

Chu Zhen saw that Zhang Wanlin was in a wrong state and he did not dare to bother. Both he and Wang Lao were waiting outside for Zhang Wanlin.

Outside the car, Chu Zhen was very curious. He asked, "Wang Lao, what is Mr. Zhang doing?"

Mr. Wang heard the words and shook his head in shame. "The old man doesn't know."

Mr. Wang's cultivation is not high, so he naturally does not know what Zhang Wanlin is doing.

Chu Zhen did not dare to disturb Zhang Wanlin. He and Wang Lao could only wait outside Zhang Wanlin outside the car.

At this moment, I saw another car coming from outside the parking lot.

It was a very low-key red flag car. The car stopped, and two people walked off the car.

One person, with a smile on his face, dressed in a suit, is similar in age to Chu Zhen, with a confident smile on his face.

Behind him, there is a middle-aged man in his forties. The middle-aged man has a serious face and does not look like a nuisance.

After seeing these two people, Chu Zhen narrowed his eyes: "Athletics!"

The name of the man in the suit is called track and field sea.

After he saw Chu Zhen, there was a playful smile in the corner of his mouth.

I saw him striding forward with the middle-aged man.

"Chu Zhen?

I heard that your kid has mixed well recently?

Emperor of the underground world of the ancient city? "

Athletics held his hands on his back and laughed.

Chu Zhen, who had always been overbearing and self-confident, did not dare to look at him when he saw him.

"Humph! What's your business?"

Chu Zhen said coldly.

"What does it matter to me?

After all, it is an old classmate! Wouldn't it just ask? "

Athletics asked with a smirk.

Later, he looked at Wang Lao beside Chu Zhen.

"Yo! Chu Zhen, your kid is OK! Even the cultivators are worthy?"

The smile in his eyes was stronger.

"It's a pity, a lot of age, but just a warrior."

Athletics shook his head.

Wang Lao was displeased.

He just wanted to talk, but the middle-aged man behind the track and field sea immediately exuded a terrible temperament! Wang Lao's face immediately changed.

Superior Linggen! Second-class warrior! That's a master! Chu Zhen naturally felt the master's temperament too, his face changed drastically, and he dared not speak.

"introduce."

Athletics Hai pointed to the middle-aged man behind him: "I am a master of the Tian family, superior fire spirit root, second-rate martial arts."

A trace of pride appeared on the face of Athletics.

Between cultivators, for each level of difference, the strength differs a great distance.

The second-class martial arts are very powerful, and even the ten first-class martial arts warriors will not be the opponent of a second-class martial arts warrior.

"Oh."

Chu Zhen looked ugly and replied.

"Oh, Chu Zhen, you are quite cold!"

Athletics laughed.

"Becoming the emperor of the underground world of the ancient city, you seem to be floating!"

"However, in the eyes of others, you are a tall man, but in my eyes, you are just a gangster, ha ha ha!"

After all, the track and field laughed.

"Oh, sorry, it hit you."

Athletics quickly stopped the laughter, but there was still a mockery of laughter on his face.

"Yeah, is there anyone in the car?"

Athletics Sea looked at Zhang Wanlin in the car and stepped closer.

"Athletics!"

When Chu Zhen saw it, he was anxious.

He stopped in front of the track and field and said angrily: "It's my VIP in the car! Please don't disturb him!"

"Guest?"

Athletics took a closer look, then burst out laughing.

"Hahaha! Just such a baby boy?"

"Chu Zhen, are your eyes soaked?

Such a little fart boy, are you still treated as a VIP? "

He shook his head and smiled disdainfully.

"Mr. Zhang is not a baby boy! Mr. Zhang is a master!"

Chu Zhen chuckled and angered.

"Oh, forget it!"

Athletics waved his hand: "Just him?

Master?

cut! Do you know what a real master looks like? "

"Tell you, true masters all need time to accumulate!"

"At his age, I'm afraid even Linggen hasn't awakened yet! Master?

I really laughed. "

Athletics hands pockets.

"Forget it, boring, Chu Zhen, I'll take a step first!"

Athletics Hai put his hands in his pockets, flicked his shiny hair, and left happily.

Chu Zhen was angry and his face was red, but he didn't dare to take the track and field.

At this moment, the door opened with a click.

I saw Zhang Wanlin walked down from the car.

Zhang Wanlin wiped the sweat on his head with a tissue, glanced at the back of the track and field not far away, and asked at random: "Who is he?"

Chu Zhen quickly replied: "Mr. Zhang, he is my high school classmate and the chairman of a company in Tianhai City."

"Originally from Tianhai City, no wonder it is so crazy."

Zhang Wanlin smiled slightly, and did not take track and field to heart.

It was Zhang Wanlin. After absorbing the energy from the fruit, Zhang Wanlin had already broken through to the Third-Rank Martial Artist!