Chapter 1642: 12th!

The first thousand six hundred and forty two chapters number 12!
Tianwu Tower, top floor.
The quaint and elegant room is full of tea fragrance.
Three old men with all white beards and hair, but ruddy complexion, sat at a precious wooden table.
The old man on the left, wearing an off-white Confucian shirt, boiled the divine water with an unknown flame, made meticulous tea with an ancient and precious tea set, with an elegant manner and a peaceful manner.
The old man sitting opposite to the old man in the Confucian shirt, wearing a golden robe, was fat, like a big belly, a rich businessman with extravagance, and his face was red.
The old man sitting next to the old man in the Confucian shirt wears a strong black outfit, giving a sense of capable and seriousness.
No one would have thought that on the top floor of Tianwu Pagoda, there would be such three old men enjoying tea in a leisurely manner.
"The tea made by Tianxin is truly unique!"
The black-clothed old man raised the tea cup in front of him, took a sip, and sighed sincerely.
"It's so delicious!"
The fat and bloated old man in a golden robe grumbled and drank the tea. Even the finely divided tea leaves were eaten like jujubes, and he did not forget to admire him at the end.
"Violence!"
The black-clothed old man couldn't stand it a little, and glanced at the golden robe old man with disgust.
"You are nothing more than a vassal and elegant, do you really think how high your style is?" Unwilling to show weakness, the fat old man in Jinpao stared at the old man in black.
"At least it's better than a guy with a copper smell like you." The black-clothed old man looked contemptuous.
"Then go out and ask, which Daoist does the innate dojo do not like the magic value?"
The obese old man in Jinpao didn't take it seriously, and at the end he said: "You have the ability, you also make a pot of good tea like Tianxin? But you such a big boss who only knows how to fight, I guess you can't do it in your next life? "
"Tempo, don't go too far..."
The black-clothed old man slapped the table, angrily.
Obviously, the words of the old man in Jinpao obese had hit his weakness.
"Don't quarrel with you two, this second pot of tea will taste better, drink it quickly!" The old man in Rushan began to persuade.
The black-clothed old man and the golden-robed obese old man hummed each other, and then drank tea.
This has always been the way these three get along.
After the black-clothed old man and the golden-robed obese old man met, they would basically start to attack each other when they said three sentences of dissatisfaction.
When the two of them are in a difficult situation, they will be peacemakers, and they will plug their mouths with high-quality tea.
Among them, the old man in Confucian shirt is named Tianxin, the old man in black is Tianwu, and the fat old man in golden robe is Tianbao.
The old man in Rushan glanced at the old man in black and said lightly: "This time on the 12th, is it different from usual?"
The black-clothed old man nodded and said: "That guy always cherishes words like gold, and he never thought he would communicate with people. With his patience, it seems that he has found a good seed."
The obese old man in Jinpao also became interested, and said: "Would you like to call number 12 up to ask?"
The black-clothed old man looked at the fat old man in the golden robe with a sneer, and said, "Do you think I can order number 12?"
The fat old man in the golden robe rarely refuted, but said: "Tianwu, this is also your site anyway. If you are riding on your head, can you endure it forever?"
The black-clothed old man sneered coldly: "Put away your careful thoughts of instigating discord, and the 12th and I will perform their duties."
The number 12 in their mouths refers to the God Armored Warrior who is fighting against the awakening.
The old man in Rushan looked down, his eyes were deep and far away, as if he could see through everything in the world, staring at the awakening of the battle with the Divine Armored Warrior, and said: "This little guy, it's indeed different, the 12th has an extraordinary vision. ."
The black-clothed old man looked a little serious, and said: "The willpower is extraordinary, he has a solid foundation, and is different from the little flowers in the greenhouse, maybe it is really possible that he will understand the will to fight."
Obviously, the Taoists who became Fengwufudi have been tempered through life and death, but in the eyes of the black-clothed old man, they are actually just flowers in the greenhouse, and his vision is too high.
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The first floor of Tianwu Tower.
Awakening was once again defeated by the Shenjia battle division.
He doesn't remember how many times this is the first failure, but he doesn't care.
Although his injury was serious, his spirit and spirit seemed extremely excited.
His perception of the will to fight has become stronger, but he is always separated by a barrier and cannot be completely penetrated.
As the injury recovered, he woke up again.
He suddenly tore a piece of cloth from his clothes, blindfolded his eyes, and then closed his soul, which was tantamount to turning himself blind.
In this state, his body senses will be infinitely magnified.
The armor warrior watched his awakening behavior, he was a little dazed, and then nodded without a trace.
The fierce battle begins again!
The God Armored fighters punched out, simple and neat.
The fist gang stirred the space, as if the world was roaring, a raging coercion instantly appeared in front of his awakened body.
At the same time, the awakened body moved laterally toward the left side, passing by the boxing gun.
Without using the Nine Transformations of the Divine Cicada, his own speed is not enough to support him in avoiding the attack of the Divine Armored Warrior in time, but he seems to be a prophet. The moment the Divine Armored Combatant raised his hand, he judged The point of the opponent's attack is quite unbelievable.
The attack of the Divine Armored Battlemaster did not stop at all, and in an instant he hit several punches one after another, and the offensive was continuous.
However, awakening can always avoid it when there is no room for it, as if a thousand arrows are all there, it is difficult to hurt.
Before I knew it, half an hour passed.
Waking up no longer injured, because no attack fell on him.
The Divine Armored Combat Master closed his hand and did not speak, but quietly watched the awakening. At this time, the awakening seemed to have fallen into a wonderful mood, and I had forgotten everything.
Gradually, his breath became uncertain, sometimes reaching the summit of the snow-capped mountains, and sometimes falling into the Nine Netherworld Abyss.
At a certain moment, a peculiar sense of pressure suddenly appeared in his body, causing the surrounding world to tremble, and even the aura of the law of God, which was forced to the ground.
"It was actually enlightened by him."
In the deep pupils of the Divine Armored Combatant, there were waves of fluctuations. He, who was too familiar with the will to fight, naturally saw it at a glance. Awakening broke through that barrier and successfully entered the will to fight. A brand new hall.
"Is this the will to fight?"
Su Xing muttered to himself, stretched out his right hand and squeezed it lightly, and immediately felt that a completely different breath of power surged from the surrounding world and gathered into his fist.
With the blessing of that power, his divine power became unprecedentedly condensed and active, as if he had been given a shot of a powerful stimulant, which could exert a more powerful lethality.