In the quiet basent.
Ji Qing listened to the two people's chat about the battle transfer.
She suddenly thought of sothing.
It doesn't matter how low Ye An's battle transfer is in the future.
Because hers will be very high, average out his data.
The reason is that she can practice automatically, and the resources she spends are a few tenths of other people of the sa age.
So the denominator of her battle transfer is dozens of tis smaller than others.
Ye An also thought of this, turned to look at Ji Qing, and couldn't help thinking that if Ji Qing could recover.
Then she could completely beco the existence with the highest battle transfer in the entire human world.
The strongest in history!
She has too much advantage!
Ye An asked: "Then Uncle Zhang."
"Who is the person with the highest battle transfer in the human world at present?"
"The Grand Marshal." Zhang Sanfeng said lightly.
"What about the strongest in history?"
"There is no such ranking." Zhang Sanfeng shook his head.
"Why?" Suddenly, Zhang Sanfeng asked back: "If the Grand Marshal dies one day." "Who do you think should be ranked first, him or Ye Tianwen?" Ye An said as a matter of course: "Of course my... ancestor?" "No, the Grand Marshal continued to make achievents later, so..." "That's the feeling." Zhang Sanfeng said lightly: "Historical rankings cannot be ranked." "Don't think it's just a data, but it involves too many things." "Everyone is the one who has made the most contributions to the human race, and their contributions cannot be asured by data at all." "If you have to draw a ranking, Fa, in serious cases, may cause a quarrel among several ritorious families of the human race. "
"That's why there is an epic chapter."
"The epic chapter represents the highest honor, surpassing the data of war transfer, and building a holy body with other great n in history who have made great achievents for the human race, sitting in the imperial temple, and the spiritual will is as long as the sky."
"The position is ranked in chronological order."
"It should be so in theory. After all, there would be no descendants without the efforts of the predecessors."
Zhang Sanfeng suddenly sighed and said: "Epic chapter, sitting in the imperial temple."
"That's everyone's dream."
Ye An was also overwheld.
In the history textbooks he studied since childhood, every great man who had an epic chapter and sat in the imperial temple was written in detail.
A generation of human king, Zhao Zhongtian, was gifted with a prairie fire, leading the human race to soar into the sky.
The second generation of human king, Ke Shengguo, was gifted with the Eye of Heaven. He led the human race to fight with the ghost race, seized the materials of the artifact, and made the Human King Sword. In the end, he was retaliated by the ghost race in a suicidal way. He opened his eyes with his life, and dragged the nine tribes of the ghost race for eight days and nights by himself, dragging out the decisive ti for the human race to escape.
Until now, Ke Shengguo's body is still in the museum of the ghost race, allowing the ghost race to humiliate him!
This hatred will never end!
There are many people like this, and none of them are alive.
Ye An always fantasizes about taking them to see the beautiful rivers and mountains of the human world today!
Tell them that this prosperous age is what you want!
Every ti he recalls these histories, Ye An can't stop the excitent in his heart!
A few minutes later, his job transfer was completed.
Ye An stood up and asked seriously: "Who is the human genius with the highest combat transfer rate now?"
Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and said: "Their combat transfers are not good at the mont."
"If I have to say the highest, it should be Zhang Shimo, the God King."
"177%"
"The second is Li He, 175%"
"So low?" Ye An was shocked and said: "I am nearly twice as much as them! 326%!"
"That's not right. Li Tang told today that Li He's combat exploits are twice as much as mine."
"How can it be so low?"
Zhang Sanfeng pulled the corner of his mouth and said: "You and them have consud Can the resources be the sa? "
"You have been using the extraordinary level since you were a child."
"They use the infinite level."
"In the battle transfer data, the price of the infinite level is ten tis that of the extraordinary level!"
"That is, their denominator is ten tis larger than yours!"
"Battle transfer is lower than yours, but the total amount is definitely much higher than yours."
"But then again."
Zhang Sanfeng said lightly: "Battle transfer is high."
"I think they should not know you."
"If they know that there is an infinite level of battle transfer that is superior to them, they will definitely be anxious."
"Okay, the job transfer is over."
Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said, "Co on, try your new power!"
"See how many tis you can charge in zero ti now!"
Ye An imdiately began to try.
He looked forward and mobilized the talent rune in his body, and the heart of job transfer on the rune automatically operated.
The fist intention gathered!
Ye An's heart jumped.
So cool!
It was as if there was a high-power vacuum cleaner in his body. With a sizzle, all the fist intention released after activating the talent was sucked into the storm.
Then Ye An punched through the air!
"Boom!"
The wall of the basent shook violently.
Ji Qing raised his eyebrows.
Zhang Sanfeng took a breath of cold air.
"More than 2 tis?"
"About 2.1 tis." After Ye An finished speaking, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and an unstoppable smile appeared on his face.
No need to charge ti, double the punch!
In other words, every punch is a critical hit!
Ye An looked down at his fists, smiling uncontrollably, and said, "It feels so good!"
"The feeling of power!"
Zhang Sanfeng on the side said with a smile, "Are you still thinking about your broken physical tree?"
"The gathering of fist intentions is your magic skill!"
"I'm afraid that the amount of fist intentions released by your talent is not enough!"
Ye An said quickly, "Yes!"
"My charging speed has beco faster now, and I feel that I have already reached the limit of the speed of my talent to release fist intentions."
The Supre Fist is like a hair dryer, releasing wind power continuously.
The gathering of fist intentions is an exhaust fan, which quickly gathers wind power.
Now, the wind blown out by the hair dryer in an instant can be instantly drained by the gathering of fist intentions.
Then a situation that Ye An has never thought of may happen later.
His exhaust fan is exerting force.
The hair dryer can't keep up with the power!
This made Ye An frown.
Has his talent beco a shortcoming?
At this ti, Zhang Sanfeng patted Ye An on the shoulder and said, "The better the talent, the greater the potential."
"Maybe you haven't developed your talent yet, so there will be so problems."
"Develop it slowly later. By the way, what is your talent? I didn't recognize it."
Ye An said seriously, "It's not in the talent atlas, and the talent detector can't detect it, which ans that the human race has never had a talent like mine."
"I call myself the Supre Fist!"
"Really?" Zhang Sanfeng raised his eyebrows again and said, "Can't be asured?"
"Yes!"
"Interesting." Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but be happy.
The human race has a talent that has never existed before, only about the aning of fists!
Does this an that the sky of the road of fists is about to be bright?
"Co on, punch with your fist, let see how supre your Supre Fist is!" Zhang Sanfeng pointed to his stomach.
Ye An couldn't help but say, "It will shock the surrounding environnt."
"Oh, you're so arrogant, are you afraid that I can't eliminate your strength?" Zhang Sanfeng snorted and said, "Don't worry about that."
"Get your mind together and just punch!"
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