Landing in the Fantastic World

The middle-aged teacher and Feng Weitian returned to the crowd one after another.

At this time, everyone just woke up from the long shock.

"This secret room seems to belong to Mu Yu."

"No wonder he was directly accepted by Elder Qiu as a student of the Sword Hall. I was not convinced before, thinking that he was a related family. I didn't expect that he really has the strength to make us look up to."

At this time, all the students cast their eyes on Mu Yu's admiration and looked at Mu Yu with admiration.

"A group of brainless people really thought that he got 120 points by relying on his strength. If it wasn't for the fact that the difficulty of the secret room had dropped by ten times, he would be a single-digit potential at best."

"Later, I will also go to that secret room, earn 200 points, 300 points to brighten your dog's eyes!"

Feng Weitian looked at the group of students who were full of admiration for Mu Yu, and sneered disdainfully in his heart.

At this time, the middle-aged teacher announced again: "The second batch of potential test students are Han Shushu, Xu Xu, Feng Weitian..."

Under the control of the middle-aged teacher, Feng Weitian was successfully assigned to Mu Yu's secret room.

"When I come out, my light will shine on the entire Northwest Spiritual Academy and become an existence that all of you should look up to, hahahaha..."

Feng Weitian stood outside the door of the secret room, the excitement in his heart was completely uncontrollable.

"Crack!"

Feng Weitian pushed hard, and the door of the secret room was opened.

It was pitch black inside, and nothing could be seen clearly.

Feng Weitian was happy and unafraid, walked in swaggeringly with his chest out.

"Boom!"

The door of the secret room closed automatically, and the lights suddenly turned on.

Immediately afterwards, with a whoosh, ten projections suddenly appeared around Feng Weitian.

what!

Ten projections?

Feng Weitian, whose face was originally full of arrogance, saw the ten projections, his pupils suddenly shrank into a needle, and his back couldn't help but sweat.

However, he immediately remembered that the difficulty of this secret room had been reduced by a full ten times, and the tension in his heart immediately disappeared, and his face was immediately covered with contempt.

These ten projections are definitely vulnerable. They are like ants in front of him, and they can all be wiped out with just one finger.

Thinking of this, Feng Weitian stood with his hands behind his back, and he didn't even bother to make the first move.

He stretched out a finger, pointed at the ten projections in front of him, and said disdainfully: "I smell a breath of the weak from you."

Then he hooked his fingers slightly, put on a provocative posture, and said: "All of you go up together, I will show you what is the power of the strong."

rumbling...

The projections seemed to understand Feng Weitian's words.

As soon as his words fell, ten incomparably terrifying forces suddenly emanated from the ten projections, with an unstoppable momentum, hitting the unsuspecting Feng Weitian like a thunderbolt.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you, as projections, to know how to bluff!"

"But what's the use? It's just some tricks that don't seem to work. Let me neutralize all ten attacks of yours with one finger."

Until now, Feng Weitian is still extremely arrogant and has not come to his senses.

He raised a finger and casually moved forward a little.

When his fingers were within three inches of these ten attacks, Feng Weitian suddenly felt the extremely palpitating power contained in these ten attacks.

This force is enough to smash his body into pieces.