Clark closed his eyes and faced an opponent with high fighting spirit, and he couldn't help but his soul boiled. He quickly stroked himself and the skills he taught to Vilia and the others and decided to use. Clark pulled out a Vulcan spear from the void. This was nothing special about him. The only thing worthy of praise was its hardness. He put his left hand on his right hand and followed the gun rod and grabbed the tip of the gun and pointed it straight into the Knight's throat. Clark's eyes slowly opened his anger pupils burning, while the silent pupils on the other side became deeper. The momentum emanated from his body condensed into a white-robed war god holding a gun.

The eyes of the Knight on the back of the Frost Wolf were stinged by the God of War condensed behind Clark. His foot was clipped and the Frost Wolf, who had been waiting for an impatient, jumped out and rushed towards Clark. The charge of the Frost Wolf Knight was wrapped in the cold air of the Frost Wolf. The power of the charge was far more terrifying than that of his own knight. The flat-end knight spear made a sound that tore the air and ripped the target Clark's throat.

Clark's mouth raised and charged, but he did not attack the straight line but took a very strange pace. Just as the two of them added one arm to a gun, Clark's spear approached the Knight's throat one step earlier than the Knight's spear. The Knight was not allowed to change the position of the Knight's spear to block Clark's spear assassination. Clark's move was the most basic straight stab of the Knight's Swordsman Knight with a gun.

Clark's mouth still kept upside down. Although the Knight's Knight spear blocked the route of the spear's straight piercing, was he the only way to stab it? Clark's right hand was directly stabbed into another basic skill in the gun skill. On the other hand, the tip of the gun changed from throat to eyes. He just moved a little and the attack position changed. The opposite knight could only use the Knight spear to smash it again. Hopefully, it could force Clark's spear to interrupt the attack, but in this way, his charge would have no attack power. What else could the knight who lost speed and attack power be difficult to deal with.

Of course, Clark could not let the opponent's heavy weapon hit the gun. He pressed his left hand down and directly pressed the back of the Frost Giant Wolf's head, pressing the fierce Frost Giant Wolf's head close to the ground. At the same time, Clark's luck Titan power twisted and hit the Frost Giant Wolf and his master directly slapped and threw it several meters behind him. The Frost Giant Wolf roared and carried his master and stood up and turned back. Clark met again and this time his spear directly stabbed between the giant wolf's legs. The Frost Giant Wolf was tripped and fell out again.

The angry Frost Wolf stood up and rushed towards Clark at a faster speed. Clark used the Knight's Knight's spear to dodge the Knight's Knight's spear. He could always pierce the spear in between and throw the Frost Wolf and his master out. After being thrown out more than a dozen times, the Frost Wolf could no longer charge as unscrupulously as before. It began to spit out the Frost Frost Air to block Clark's range of action and cooperate with its master to attack with sharp claws Frost Air during the attack. When he truly exerted the combat power of the knight and the mount, Clark really felt the pressure, but he

He also began to practice the effect of his previous gunshot and fingering fusion attack with the knight and his mount. He became serious and the Knight and the Frost Wolf were in trouble. Not only did they have to resist the rapid and weird attack of the Clark spear, but they had to withstand the attacks from unknown places. In just a moment, the Knight's armor was like being slashed by heavy weapons. The Frost Wolf was even more miserable. The whole body was wounded by attacks from nowhere. However, both the Knight and the Frost Wolf still fought to the death in the almost one-sided battle. Their tenacity moved Clark very much.

It's time to end. Clark thought of flashing away from the attack range of the knight and the Frost Wolf. He put away the spear and the phantom behind him. He stretched his left hand forward toward the knight and the Frost Wolf and his right fist shrank to his waist. "You are very tenacious, but I don't want to waste time with you anymore, so sorry I want to use a little bit of strength, it may hurt a little! But you should fall down! The Demon King smashes the fist!"

Tens of thousands of fist lights were emitted from Clark's fist that was closed at the waist. Such a different way of fighting made the knight completely unaware of how to deal with it. Only by relying on his own experience, he could wield the knight's spear like an iron wall. However, can each fist attacking at the speed of light and each fist have the attack power to break the sky and the earth so easily block it? Obviously, it is impossible for the knight's iron wall to fly backwards with his mount and buried it in the rubble at any time after only three seconds.

Clark walked to the edge of the pit and raised his hand and waved, which made a wave of his hand covering the heads of the Knight and his mount to eliminate the memory of their experience, and then took out the recovery potion to pour it into the Knight and his mount so that at least they would not be in danger of life. After doing these, Clark glanced at a corner of the competition venue, stretched out his fingers and gestured in front of his lips. Then he glared coldly and put his fingers in front of his throat and made a throat-cutting action. He sneered and walked out of the closed competition venue.

Clark's figure disappeared at the exit of the closed competition venue and a man in black appeared where he stared at him. The man in black held his weak legs and looked at the direction of Clark's departure in horror.

"You are very good. Congratulations on passing the grade level assessment, you will be a fifth-grade student from today. You can freely enter and exit the academy's library and graduate at any time as long as you complete a certain task." A wizard instructor with all beard and white eyebrows reached out to Clark for his student certificate. Clark handed the proof to the old wizard for him to make some modifications on it. At this time, the old wizard was stunned, "Are you Clark?"

"Yes."

"You are really good." The old mage praised his thumbs up. His praise made Clark stunned. He had no idea why the other party's praise was. "As young as you have such strength, the stronger your child is, the greater the responsibility, you must keep your heart well and not let the powerful force confuse your mind, otherwise it will be just a killing machine in the end."

"...yes. Thanks for the teacher's teaching." The old mage's words shocked Clark's soul as if a light of light entered the depths of his soul to drive out the hidden breath of violence. He snorted and sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and breathed slowly, and his soul calmed down. As he inhaled, his recent irritable and violent breath was dispelled... Clark stood up and saw the old mage who was protecting him bowing and bowing to him, "Thank you, mentor."

"You will be able to stabilize your state when you go back and consolidate your state."

Thanks again to the old mage Clark for finding Hu Niu back to the villa together. "Master, why did you feel like you have changed after going there for a while?" Hu Niu asked in confusion at the first glance when she saw Clark.

"The death of Moon Night Rabbit has caused my negative emotions to expand, although it has improved part of my strength on the surface, it has become my inner demon. Now I have some understanding that those negative emotions that are floating on the surface have been dispelled by me. Only the more essential parts have become part of my soul. I will go back and go into seclusion again this time and merge this part with my skills to become a part of my strength."

Back to the villa, Clark entered the retreat room as soon as possible. At this time, the retreat room had recovered from the destruction of Hu Niu's retreat. Clark sat cross-legged and his whole body was filled with strong anger. The increasingly strong anger became wild and violent. It was like a storm on the sea raging in the retreat room... Clark sat in the center of the storm as steady as Mount Tai, but when the storm passed by him, it would fade and be absorbed. The storm was wild but gradually absorbed by Clark into the muscles of the body. The strength quickly increased when the entire retreat room was rampant.

When the storm of anger dissipated, his physical strength was already comparable to the power after using the power of Titan. "Rules? Let my power break you!" In an instant, Clark's strength soared and the muscles in his body contracted instead. He stood in the center of the retreat room. The muscles were squirming but slowly contracted. Clark's slow breathing, the squirming muscles gradually stopped, and the soaring force was attached to the muscles gradually accumulated. His muscles became harder and harder, and gradually emerged with a metallic color, which was a sign of his Titan power promotion.

Huh~~! Clark breathed a sigh of relief. This time his enlightenment really improved his strength a lot. When the realm of enlightenment was stable and consolidated, he let out a long sigh, stood up and slowly started the muscles of the Tai Chi body that he had learned in his previous life, and relaxed with the movements. The strength did not disappear because of the relaxation and relaxation of muscles, but instead forged his bones again and again. After a set of Tai Chi, the fierce aura disappeared and became more peaceful.

At this time, Clark's retreat was over. He began to think about what to do after he ended his retreat? At this time, he suddenly remembered something that he seemed to be able to hatch the monster egg. The first thing he got was, but the monster egg had not hatched for so long. He almost forgot. He hurriedly left the retreat room and took out the monster egg from the system warehouse and returned to the Tutian Pavilion to buy a large amount of potions to replenish vitality and deposited it into the system store. A million billion vitality is not a small amount. Clark himself also needs to make sufficient preparations. Otherwise, if the next hatching is interrupted, the consumption will be thousands of times the previous one. A thousand times the million vitality Clark may never have the chance to hatch the monster egg.

Clark cut his wrist and donated blood to the bumpy surface of the monster egg pit. The blood was absorbed as soon as it fell on the surface of the monster egg. It seemed that there was no blood. Clark smiled bitterly and repeatedly cut it on his wrist with a knife to prevent the wrist wound from being repaired. While he was self-harm, he swallowed the vitality recovery potion and food made by the system chefs through the system. An hour passed. Almost all the beast eggs were soaked in the blood, but there was no reaction except for sucking blood... Three hours later, Clark's movements had completely become mechanical movements. At this time, he heard a sound that made him feel energetic. Bang bang bang bang heartbeat.

...Ten hours passed, the heartbeat of the beast egg became more and more powerful... One day, the heartbeat of the beast egg was steady and powerful. Clark could vaguely feel that the small life in the beast egg was fertilizing and growing... Two days later, the consciousness of intimacy and attachment could be conveyed to Clark... On the third day, the little guy in the beast egg could not wait to come out, and its suction became even greater... On the fourth day, the beast egg finally came and no longer needed to provide blood vitality. Clark stopped and let the wound recover automatically. At this time, his weak cheeks were deeply in a daze.

"If you don't hatch a little thing, your father will be exhausted." As he said that, Clark's weak hand gently knocked on the shell of the beast's egg.
Chapter completed!