Everyone’s job change: Halo Master, I am a forbidden area

Looking at the grade mark above Anyang's head, a group of outer disciples in the dormitory area who were watching the excitement were suddenly in an uproar!

I rubbed my eyes vigorously one by one, I couldn't believe my eyes!

It's really this scene that you are so rebellious!

It's only been a week since everyone came to the Holy Land, and most of them spent a few days doing tasks to earn points.

Now those who can complete a turn are considered lucky, and as for the upgrade, they dare not expect extravagance!

Even those second-generation people have a good reputation among the new students,

The level has increased by leaps and bounds, and most of them have risen directly to level 30,

There is a fast progress, such as the Oriental Exhibition, which has been completed for the second time, which is already a speed that has shocked countless people.

But compared with Anyang's fifty-second level, this achievement is simply not worth mentioning!

"Fifty-two??"

Luan Bingran was also a little surprised at this time, she could think that Anyang was of a very high level,

But I didn't expect it to be so high!

But if you think about it carefully, it seems normal, after all, Anyang is a demon who brushed the thousand layers of the Tower of Babel in one go.

And the speed is outrageous, definitely not like they carry it for half a minute,

Instead, you can kill all the monsters directly to clear the level!

The thousand-layer monsters add up to at least hundreds of thousands, and the level is far beyond Anyang itself.

It can be said that every layer of Anyang is a leapfrog to kill monsters, plus the special experience of the monsters in the Tower of Babel is twice as much as that outside.

It is equivalent to bringing a double experience buff, and it is normal to upgrade the level to level fifty-two!

"Five... Fifty-two levels?? "

Jia Xiaozi's eyes on the side almost bulged out, and she was haunted by the scene of Anyang's ruthless abandonment yesterday when she had no money.

Today, Dongfang Zhan found herself spending money on a buff to challenge Anyang, and she agreed as soon as her heart moved,

Thinking that it would be a big deal to give Anyang another one, but I didn't expect Anyang to give her no steps at all.

An unhappy person has already come to power.

She was secretly regretting it in her heart, for fear that Anyang would lose her position as the chief disciple because of her own reasons.

But I never expected that after not seeing Anyang for a day, he would directly rise to more than fifty levels!

"How is it possible... It's not so fast, is it?? Yesterday it was only level twenty-nine...."

Jia Xiaozi looked dazed, his mouth opened slightly, and he couldn't imagine his eyes,

I feel like something must be wrong with me, or the world is crazy!!

I have risen to more than 20 levels in a day, and I dare not dream of doing this!

"Impossible... When pigs fly... How can you be higher in rank than me?? "

But if you want to say that the most shocking thing is the Oriental Exhibition in the ring,

The eyes are godless and the soul is depressed, this feeling is as if he has cultivated hard and finally practiced a peerless magic skill, ready to find an opponent to take revenge.

As a result, it was found that the other party had already practiced ten 307 divine skills.

The blow was so big that he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time!

"Nothing impossible, can you fight or not?"

An Yang glanced at him lightly and asked angrily.

“........"

Dongfang Zhan was suddenly shocked, and his eyes finally slowly focused,

His eyes were red and he stared at An Yang tightly, his face was uncertain,

It's like there's some kind of fierce struggle going on inside!

"It's so perverted..... We're afraid it's going to be difficult! "

The second generation in the audience looked at this scene and couldn't help but sigh,

The difference in level will bring about a powerful attribute suppression, and there will be a difference of more than 20 levels.

If the opponent is replaced by an ordinary person, it's just Anyang,

The winning rate of the Oriental Exhibition is basically zero!

"Damn, I didn't say that there was such a perverted demon in the world of great controversy!"

Fang Chen couldn't help but complain, thinking that he Fang Chen was also a dragon among people when he was in Youzhou,

It is also praised by the family elders as an unprecedented genius of the Fang family, and the future is an existence that can lead the Fang family to a higher level.

As a result, he was hit hard by An Yang several times in the place of trial, which almost made him lose his self-confidence.

After the trial, he barely ranked tenth, which made him have a huge gap!

After finally coming to the Holy Land, with the help of the elders of the family, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and he has the hope of defeating Anyang.

However, reality gave him another deep punch!

This pervert is even more perverted!!

He had just been promoted to level 30 to complete the second turn, and this hall was inexplicably promoted to level 52.

It's almost three turns!!

This is a special der!

"Every time there is a great world, there must be dozens of strong people competing for each other, and finally one of them stands out.... And yet now .... Ay! "

Another strong man sighed, his eyes slightly lonely,

The calculation just now is very good, but man is not as good as heaven.

No one would have thought that Anyang would be so rebellious!

"When you say the Oriental Exhibition, how will you choose?"

One person smiled slightly wryly and looked at Dongfang Zhan with a cloudy face in the ring,

Suddenly a little sympathetic to the other party, and at the same time happy,

Fortunately, it was not them who took the initiative..... Otherwise, they are the ones who are standing on the stage and facing the choice now!

"There is no turning back from the bow, since you have made a shot, no matter what situation you will face, this battle is inevitable!"

Feng Yinsha shook his head slightly, and the rare positive color rose,

"Otherwise, he wouldn't be an Oriental Exhibition!"

“...."

The others nodded slightly, and it was,

As the second generation, especially the second generation of this large (AGDJ) family,

They are not only talents and backgrounds as many red-eyed people think, everyone's personality and education are given by the strong.

How to not talk about character, at least the posture that the strong should have, they will not be less!

Oriental Exhibition, arrogant and complacent, rigid and self-serving.....

But the fighting talent is not weak, and it never lacks the courage to fight!

Sure enough, the Oriental Exhibition on the stage told them with practical actions,

He is not a timid person!

"Anyang, you are very strong!"

Dongfang Zhan took a deep breath, and his face finally froze,

"But I'm not a rookie at the Oriental Exhibition!"

"Rank, not strength! I'm not necessarily weaker than you! "

"If you want to fight, then fight!"

Begin!

Dongfang Zhan shouted, and the long sword in his hand pointed to the ground,

A golden light appeared on his body, turning into a golden bell jar-like light that shrouded it.

"Taixu Dragon Wall!"

It was a skill that had a relationship with one side before, and Anyang remembered that this should be a damage reduction skill.

This time, the light is even more blazing, and it looks like it should be of a higher level!

"Willow Dance!"

Dongfang Zhan's face was solemn, and he took the lead in adding a defensive skill to himself,

Then the long sword in his hand was swung, and the sharp sword qi erupted,

Like catkins, he stabbed towards Anyang, wanting to envelop it!

"What kind of skill is this?"

An Yang was surprised, he was a scholar anyway,

I know a lot about the skills of many professions, but I have never heard of these two skills.

But he doesn't need to know too much, when the moment the East shows his hand,

The enemy who had been automatically marked as a sacrificial aura, and then the terrifying damage instantly floated from the top of Dongfang Zhan's head!

Crit!

Batter!

Batter!

"Uh....."

As soon as Dongfang Zhan jumped up, the surging sword qi dissipated like foam.

The body shook, and the familiar sense of death struck again,

With a scream, Dongfang Zhan fell directly to the ground, and the blood bar was emptied in an instant, and his whole body couldn't lift any strength!

【Anyang-Win】

【Oriental Exhibition-Defeat】

The ring slowly disappeared, leaving only a reading of the results,

If it weren't for the fact that this was the ring, Dongfang Zhan's death ten times would not be enough! (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!) ）

Hiss!!!

The battle comes and ends faster,

The vast sword aura of Dongfang Zhan floated up, and the onlookers below didn't have time to comment and praise.

It's already defeated!

The defeat was so abrupt, so rapid,[]

So unexpected!

The audience was silent, and only countless gasps remained!

"I.... Am I not mistaken?? More than three million injuries?? "

"Shhh !! More than 3.8 million damage!! "

"Critical hits, combos.... Nima, this is still a der, why can't I hit 10,000 damage now, and he has millions of knives?? "

"What kind of skill is this?? Didn't you see any action in Anyang? "

"You're afraid you've forgotten what his profession is.... People are halo masters!! "

"! Could it be a sacrificial aura?? When did the sacrificial aura become so fierce? "

"It doesn't matter what kind of aura he is... It's just such a terrifying damage, could it be area damage? "

"Slip away, this is a demon!!"

"Knife crit millions, and several combos.... Why do you call this a support class?? "

"Wash and sleep, chief disciple who loves whoever wants!"

“......."

After a short silence, the city boiled again!

It's like dropping a drop of water into a boiling oil pot, and the whole audience explodes!

When Anyang showed his level, everyone could already feel the result of this battle.

But it's one thing to know that Dongfang Zhan is defeated, and it's another thing to lose so completely!

Nima didn't do anything when he came up, and he just dropped ten Oriental Exhibitions in seconds, what the hell? ?

People can't help but wonder if Anyang is really in the same session as them, and the gap between the same freshmen is too big!

"This.... If you give birth to me, why give birth to yang!? "

The second generation also collectively fell silent when they saw this scene, and it was not only Dongfang Zhan who lost in the ring.

They are also represented!!

Someone sighed, and could only let out a cry of despair!

The others nodded in agreement, as if they had seen an unattainable mountain,

blocked in front of themselves, and their whole lives will be shrouded in the shadow of this mountain!

Looking at Dongfang Zhan, who was lying on the ground with a loveless face, they couldn't help but leak a sympathetic gaze,

If they are only shrouded in the shadow of the mountain, then Dongfang Zhan is probably suppressed by this giant mountain....

It's a terrifying feeling!

"Is there anyone else to challenge?"

An Yang's gaze scanned the whole city, fell on Fang Chen and the others, and asked lightly.

Plain words like water, ethereal temperament,

With the few astronomical numbers that have just dissipated, but like a demon in hell,

Let countless outer disciples be afraid of it like a snake and scorpion!

One by one, they looked away, not daring to look at Anyang at all,

There are cowardly people who sang and coaxed just now, and even shrank their necks and quietly turned around and slipped away,

For fear of staying and being noticed by Anyang, the two sides are both freshmen, but their status and strength are already very different.

If they offend Anyang, they will inevitably live worse than death!

A group of second-generation people who were only stared at by Anyang suddenly Alexander, who had the intention to flee but still couldn't let go of face after all.

All of them had ugly faces, red faces, and red ears, and in the end, Fang Chen was the first to stand up and make a statement.

"Senior Brother An's strength is unfathomable, and the chief disciple of the outer sect deserves it!"

Fang Chen deserves to be the most rudder-seeing, except for not being prepared to suffer a little loss for the first time,

The other few times they cleverly avoided the confrontation and chose to back down instead!

It's just that even he didn't think that he would retreat,

In the future, they can only retreat again and again!

"Whoever dares to disagree, my Fang Chen is the first to disagree!"

Fang Chen gave up his hand to Ling Ran, and at the same time did not forget to glance at the other second generations around him,

Suddenly, a group of second-generation people shouted in their hearts and gritted their teeth!

“....."

The audience was quiet, except for Fang Chen, everyone else was not very familiar with An Yang after all,

In the face of An Yang's questioning, they were just silent, although they didn't speak directly, but their lowered heads already explained their attitude!

"Excellent! I hope there won't be any more boring things like this in the future! "

An Yang nodded with satisfaction and ignored them anymore,

He Luan Bingran said goodbye and was about to go back to the dormitory, he hadn't had time to check the things rewarded by the Tower of Babel,

There is a key to the heavenly river, and when you hear it, it is not mortal!

Jia Xiaozi suddenly came back to his senses at this moment, and when he saw An Yang coming over, his neck suddenly shrank,

If you are a thief, you instinctively want to slip away.

"Come here!"

An Yang raised his eyebrows, grabbed the back of Jia Xiaozi's neck and lifted her up like a chicken.

"Ahh

Jia Xiaozi is as his name suggests, although his personality is more male, but his height is there.

An Yang picked it up with one hand, but she couldn't touch the ground with her feet, so she could only shrink her neck and look at An Yang pitifully and began to plead.

"Anyang.... Brother An, Brother Yang.... Spare my life, I know it's wrong....."

"I don't want to, it's just that he gave too much....."

Jia Xiaozi's face was sad, a little crying without tears,

Just now, I was quietly worried about whether Anyang would be defeated, but I never expected this house to be so perverted.

Dongfang Zhan, who couldn't return the cow just now, didn't even resist at all, and the enchantment that he bothered to bless him didn't play a role at all!

I knew that I wouldn't have taken the initiative to confide.... After all, if you don't say it, it is estimated that Anyang will not find out!

"Don't talk nonsense, you're not timid!"

An Yang deliberately lowered his face and returned to the dormitory with Jia Xiaozi in his arms.

A group of guys who watched the excitement suddenly glanced at Jia Xiaozi sympathetically and mourned for him for three seconds.

Then he left in a hurry.

"Dare to be an enemy today, I know it's to deal with me, and you give someone a buff!"

Back in the No. 1 dormitory, An Yang threw it on the bed,

Pretending to be fierce, he asked,

"Tell me, how do you solve this?"

"Huh? You... What do you want?? "

Jia Xiaozi looked at An Yang who was walking towards him with a cruel smile, and then looked at the soft big bed under him,

A bad thought suddenly appeared in my heart,

"Don't.... I.... I treat you like a brother... You can't.... My hobby is a woman, aa!! "

Jia Xiaozi was ashamed and angry, that called a person who wanted to cry without tears.

"What do you think I want to do?? Of course it is....."

An Yang pretended to be fierce, and slowly approached with a cruel smile,

adjusted the waistband of his trousers with both hands, and suddenly frightened Jia Xiaozi like a flower and rain.

The pink little face was flushed with shame, and the delicate body retreated again and again,

The originally decent clothes unconsciously leaked half of the jade leg in the struggle, but I didn't know it,

I was so scared by Anyang that I was about to cry!

"Don't come here.... How do you say... You can do whatever you want me to do, as long as you don't come here..."

Seeing that An Yang was about to pounce, Jia Xiaozi suddenly turned his head and screamed.

"Oh? Can you do anything? That's what you said! "

An Yang let out a smile that had succeeded in his treacherous plan, and finally stopped approaching.

"Huh? Yes! Damn, Anyang, you scare me!! "

Jia Xiaozi reacted at this time, and suddenly his pretty face turned red with anger,

Ashamed and angry, he grabbed the pillow and threw it towards Anyang,

At this moment, she seemed to have just returned to her daughter's body, and at the same time, she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, but a trace of loss eerily appeared.

"That's what you said, you can do anything!"

An Yang smiled evilly, he is not a pervert,

Naturally, he won't have any evil thoughts about a tomboy, after all, this thing looks like a man except that his body is a woman.

The airfield on the chest looks even flatter than its own ....

This kind of him will not be interested unless he is the same!.