NOVEL NEXT Chapter 13:
As for the rest of the geniuses of the major sects in Jianghu?
All have to stand aside!
Seeing Ying Changge in front of him, for the first time in his life, Zhang Han felt a sense of self-pity from the bottom of his heart.
Strong!
The seventh son, Ying Changge, is very strong!
Powerful and unfathomable!
This is Zhang Han's first intuitive view and impression of Ying Changge.
Even if he knew that Ying Changge was only in the early stage of the innate, he could give Zhang Han an unpredictable feeling all the time.
This is the first time in Zhang Han's life.
From a person who only has the innate early stage, I feel this completely invisible sense of powerlessness.
I have never had a similar experience before!
Ying Changge was the first person who could rely on the realm of the innate early stage, but Zhang Han, a top powerhouse who had reached the innate perfection realm, could not see through it.
"Is this the peerless genius that can be favored by immortals?"
"Today, it can be regarded as an eye-opener for me."
Zhang Han was very emotional.
Chapter 13 Martial Dao Heart? ! Shocked Zhang Han! [Five more flowers and tickets for tickets]
"General Zhang Han..."
When Zhang Han was in a trance and his mood was shocked, Meng Ying next to him could not help reminding the other party in a low voice.
"Your son, is really a very incredible genius!"
Zhang Han, who had reacted, was amazed from the bottom of his heart.
"genius?"
"Or a peerless genius?"
"General Zhang Han, what do you mean?"
Mistakenly thinking that Zhang Han was mocking his son, Meng Ying raised her brows, her tone full of ill will and anger.
My son who lost his eyes...
Will be a peerless genius?
What is this ironic about?
Even though Zhang Han, the leader of the shadow guards, has a high status, and has a very prominent status and top strength, Meng Ying is still fearless at this moment, and his eyes are getting colder and colder when he looks at Zhang Han.
"What? Don't you know?"
Aware of Meng Ying's hostility, Zhang Han was slightly surprised.
"what do you know?"
Meng Ying's voice was low.
Seeing that Meng Ying's expression was as dull as always, Zhang Han thought about it and told the truth: "It seems that you really don't know anything about your son's shocking actions."
"Your son, in fact, has achieved the innate realm."
"Yes!"
"You heard that right."
"Your son is still in the weak years, he has already broken into the innate and become a real innate top powerhouse."
"It can be said that..."
"One step to the sky!"
"A warrior who never entered the ranks overnight, instantly crossed three big realms, a total of twelve small realms, and reached the realm of the innate early stage!"
"This is the first time even I have heard of it in my life."
"Too subverting cognition!"
Accompanied by Zhang Han's voice just fell.
Meng Ying looked stunned.
The anger that originally covered his entire face disappeared without a trace.
He was shocked by Zhang Han's words.
What?
what's going on?
Is your son the top powerhouse in the Innate Realm?
What the fuck?
This…
real or fake?
Mingming as early as a few days ago, his son is far inferior to ordinary people!
Can anyone explain.
what is happening?
what happened?
Meng Ying was stunned.
He stared blankly at Zhang Han, then turned to look at his son Ying Changge not far away, his eyes were full of consternation, sluggishness, and shock.
"One night into the innate?"
"Son, he..."
"Overnight, a martial artist who has never entered the ranks has entered the innate realm?"
"This, how is this possible?!"
"Oh my God!"
"It's incredible!"
Meng Ying was shocked.
He was really shocked.
after all.
As a personal bodyguard who accompanies her son all the year round, Meng Ying has a deep understanding of Ying Changge.
He knew.
My son has never been exposed to any martial arts practice before.
So here comes the question.
Why did Young Master Ying Changge, who had never been exposed to any martial arts, suddenly become a congenital realm? !
"Master, son, he..."
"So you weren't joking with me just now?"
this moment.
Meng Ying couldn't help recalling what Ying Changge said casually with a smile on her face just now.
At first he thought.
My son is joking.
Unexpectedly.
Isn't this a joke? !
But really?
Does your son really become a congenital powerhouse?
Meng Ying's head was a little dizzy.
He never dreamed of it.
The son, who had never been exposed to martial arts before, suddenly changed his body and became a congenital powerhouse whose realm far surpassed that of his second-rate martial artist.
What is the innate powerhouse?
That is a powerful monster standing at the top of the rivers and lakes!
There are millions of people who practice martial arts in the rivers and lakes, but there are only a handful of people who can achieve the innate realm in the end.
And my son...
Inexplicably became an extremely rare innate powerhouse?
What is this concept?
"The scariest thing is..."
"Master, he broke into the innate realm overnight!"
"This is the most shocking thing."
Meng Ying was in a terrified mood, unable to calm down for a long time.
Breaking into the innate overnight, this move is simply unprecedented!
Never before since ancient times!
Simply unheard of!
His son Ying Changge.
perhaps…
It has already created a record that is enough to swept over thousands of years!
unprecedented!
"What kind of monster is this?"
"My son-in-law..."
"It turned out to be an unparalleled evildoer?!"
Meng Ying is still in a state of confusion.
His eyes were lost for a while, his lips trembled slightly, and he opened his mouth subconsciously: "No wonder, no wonder I, as a second-rate warrior just now, haven't been able to see the arrival of General Zhang Han."
"Young master, he was able to predict in advance that General Zhang Han was about to arrive at the gate of the palace."
"emotion!"
"My son is actually a top powerhouse in the innate realm! A terrifying existence standing at the top of the rivers and lakes!"
"A shocking monster that broke into the innate overnight!"
The speaker has no intention, the listener has the heart.
The words Meng Ying said in a shocking mood drifted into Zhang Han's ears without reservation.
moment.
Zhang Han's eyes began to change slowly.
"Seventh Young Master, can you predict my arrival in advance?"
"No way?"
Zhang Han's eyes were full of suspicion, and he carefully looked at the elegant young man in white sitting on the stone chair in the small courtyard, dozens of meters away in front of him.