I really got through the third level B stage, and it still took such a short time.
Wu Hao's eyes were a little dazed, and he said in a dry voice: "How do you feel?"
"It's okay. The monsters in the C stage are smarter. With the medium beast generals leading them, it feels a bit like a wilderness area."
Ning Ze commented truthfully, with a little regret in his heart. Everything was good, but there were a few monsters. The time to prepare and wait for the battle was a bit long, each level took five minutes.
He discovered that there is proficiency in fighting in the virtual space, but the monster is too weak and there is no pressure, otherwise the proficiency should be improved faster.
Wu Hao's face turned dark, and he raised his voice slightly and shouted softly: "I'm asking what is the difference between the third floor and the first floor!"
Ning Ze's face turned solemn and he replied seriously: "The golden vultures on the third level have many weaknesses. They are weak in body, small in size and weak in strength. Compared to the first level, I feel that this level is easier to kill."
Wu Hao's face was completely silent, and he stood there numbly without moving for a long time.
Why does this sound like a golden vulture running from the ground to attack?
The phoenix that fell out of the row is not as good as the chicken, the vulture, and the eagle will be very clumsy after landing.
He could only think so.
If Ningze broke through the first and second floors, Wu Hao was shocked, confused, and disbelieving, then breaking through to the third floor was a challenge to his dignity.
Especially this kind of answer is really infuriating. Is this cheating? Is this questioning the trial tower?
Or are you saying he is a waste?
He was able to get through the first level, but the third level B has been stuck for 3 years!
"Fight with me. If you can defeat me, I will report it to the inspector truthfully. When the time comes... forget it, let's fight first and then talk about it."
Ning Ze was slightly startled, then nodded in agreement.
Wu Hao did not hesitate and directly raised his head and said: "Virtual space, activate the administrator's special permissions and jump challenge function."
Ning Ze looked around curiously. He had just arrived at the training camp and was curious about what this 'challenge function' was like.
The scenery didn't change much. The surroundings were still endless silver-white land. The only change was the addition of an arena.
Passive space transformation, in an instant, Ning Ze was already standing on the ring, and Wu Hao appeared in front of him.
He raised his eyebrows, feeling very surprised that things had developed like this. He was just testing normally, and in the end even the God of War stood on the opposite side.
"Please choose weapons and combat uniforms." A majestic voice echoed throughout the world.
Just like before, Ning Ze chose the Qinghong sword and wore the white snow suit. He liked this white suit very much. After a battle, it felt very satisfying to not have a drop of blood on his body. This kind of
I also like the appearance and style very much, it fits his aesthetic.
Ning Ze looked at the arena and found a message on the four pillars of the arena. The elite training camp seemed to be like this, the black dragon statue was like this, the trial tower was like this, and the battle arena was like this.
Name: Wu Hao
Sex: Male
Identity: God of War
Combat Power Amplitude:Excellent
Ning Ze didn't know what this combat power amplitude meant. It sounded like a secret book that could increase combat power.
‘Is it a unique secret that is more powerful than exerting force?’ He had some expectations in his heart.
"Choose a scene." Wu Haoqing said with a frown. Seeing Ning Ze looking around with a strange look on his face, he felt like there were flaws all over his body. He really didn't believe how strong this kid was.
It was just a matter of passing the assessment before, but now even the inspectors are alarmed. If this kid is allowed to leave the trial tower with a level of 3.6, it will be really unfair to other students.
"Scenes?"
Ning Ze looked at the eight pictures in front of him with great interest, and finally chose one, "Let's go to the Colosseum!"
Fighting, this kind of scene can stimulate people's desire to fight!
The surrounding scene suddenly changed. The two of them seemed to have traveled through time and space to the ancient Roman Colosseum more than a thousand years ago. The surrounding stone seats were raised one after another, and the simple fence could not stop the enthusiasm of the audience inside.
They are cheering!
He waved the linen rags in his hands, clenched his fists and kept pumping, with a crazy look on his face.
Although it was fake, Ning Ze still felt very happy and it was a novel experience.
"Okay, let's watch it again when we have a chance." Wu Hao felt a little impatient. If Ning Ze really looked at it, who knows how long this kid would have to watch it.
"good."
"The battle begins!"
A hoarse and vicissitudes of sound sounded.
Wu Hao raised the blue sword in his hand and made an attack gesture. The next second he suddenly raised his sword and rushed towards Ning Ze.
His expression at this time was not at all as lazy as before, but full of ferocity and violence. He swung the sword in a half circle, ran two steps forward, and suddenly jumped into the air, overlooking Ning Ze from a high position.
"drink!"
Wu Hao roared angrily, his body was like a bow, he raised the sword above his head with both hands, using his most powerful strength, and as the body rebounded, he straightened the sword in his hand and chopped it down hard, his whole body
It was as if it was going to cut Ningze in half as it slashed Huashan Mountain with all its strength.
Ning Ze's eyes were full of excitement. This was the first time for him to have such a head-on battle.
Under such circumstances, how could he retreat?
Ning Ze tightened his grip on the Qinghong sword.
The next second, he suddenly stepped forward with his left leg, his lower body was also in a lunge position, his upper body was also leaning back in a bow position, and when he flipped his wrist, the shadow of the sword spread across half a circle and pierced the sky diagonally.
He raised his arm, and during the process, the long sword still maintained its direction of diagonally piercing the sky, as if his arm and the long sword had become one.
Looking at the faint blue sword light in front of him, Ning Ze whispered, "The strong wind has no shadow!"
The sword rises!
At this moment, he swung his sword wildly, and silver-white sword shadows spread in front of him.
Chop, pick up, slash horizontally, draw the sword, point the sword...
In an instant, it seemed like countless sword lights merged together.
"Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!"
The swords collided, and a series of blows continued.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Wu Hao's face changed wildly. The power of each sword was a little smaller than his own, but the attacks were really intensive, like a violent storm.
He only resisted three swords, but all his strength disappeared. He resisted three more swords with difficulty. His hands were numb and he couldn't even hold them while fighting.
"clang!"
There was a clanging sound of swords clashing.
The sword in Wu Hao's hand came out. He stood on the ground with a dull look on his face, looking at the silver-white sword in front of his neck. His mentality collapsed.
He used the sword to chop with an indomitable momentum. He had all the advantages in terms of strength, speed, and momentum. This man held a sword and fought against him!
How much do you look down on him?
The most important thing is that he hasn't just passed yet.
Those densely packed sword shadows were too dense for him to keep up with in terms of defense alone.
Before the cut was finished, the sword was disarmed.
Is it one move or half a move?
Especially the long sword across the neck. This does not mean victory, it means there is room for strength!
He is the God of War!
Ning Ze is a preparatory student in the training camp!
Is this the opposite?
Ning Ze held the sword in one hand and hovered in front of Wu Hao's neck for half a second. Then he turned his wrist to hold a sword flower and lifted up the long sword. He held the hilt of the sword with both hands in front of him. The tip of the sword stabbed the ground, and he faced forward.
He cupped his hand and said, "Master Wu, please accept."
silent.
After being stunned for a long time, Wu Hao looked down and saw that his hands were empty. He raised his hands, lowered his head and cupped his fists, and whispered in a low voice with great disappointment: "Cheng Rong..."
"I'm going to report to the Inspector." Wu Hao lowered his head as he spoke and disappeared directly into the battle arena.
The trial room on the ninth floor of Jiuzhong Building.
Wu Hao hurriedly exited the virtual space and connected to the helmet with his virtual space consciousness. He stared at the ceiling blankly.
It is normal to be defeated by students from the elite training camp. The top students all have the strength of God of War. Not only are their combat power amplitude higher than him, but he will definitely lose even in a real battle.
But, can those people kill him with one move?
He has no experience of being killed instantly, and he was defeated in one move...
He is the God of War.
"Initiate a communication to the Inspector."
Wu Hao looked at the ceiling with dull eyes and murmured.
The video was connected quickly.
Inspector Wang looked at the ceiling with some confusion, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the trial tower? I'll ask the scientific researchers to go take a look."
"Sir, no need. He passed based on his strength." Wu Hao said softly, his voice was very weak.
"Where are you?" Inspector Wang frowned. He didn't even show his face during the video chat with him, and his words were so impolite.
His eyes continued to move downwards, and after turning around, he saw a dull face, as if he had received a heavy blow. The whole person was lost and confused, and his eyes were a little lifeless.
When Inspector Wang saw this, he swallowed back the accusing words on his lips, raised his eyebrows, and asked speculatively: "Did you fight him?"
Wu Hao's eyes lit up slightly, and there seemed to be countless sword gleams in his eyes. He said extremely lonely: "Yes, I lost. One move."
Inspector Wang's pupils shrank suddenly. If he wanted to defeat a God of War with the same physical fitness, he would have to use his unique skills as soon as he came up.
"Can you still take him to apply for regularization?"
"Can you?"
Wu Hao answered yes, but it sounded like a question.
Inspector Wang's face looked a little strange, and he almost understood in his heart that he had been severely beaten.
It's okay for young people to be hit. Young people are passionate, fearless, and indomitable.
A god of war with more than ten years of fighting experience and a solid world view, he can be instantly killed with one move and his mentality will collapse in an instant.
"You take him downstairs, I'll let Zhang Ran pass."
"good."
Wu Hao ended the communication and heard a voice next to him. He lowered his head and sat up. Without looking back, he said: "Let's go downstairs and take you to the right place." After saying that, he got up and walked outside, as if he was looking around.
Ning Ze didn't dare to look at it.
Ning Ze frowned slightly, and then his face became calm. How would he know if he was not strong enough without being beaten?
He has been beaten by Ning Hua for more than ten years and has never won. His best record was when he knocked down Ning Hua for the first time when he came back from the wilderness area. The man still refused to acknowledge it and said that he had disarmed him.
Walk to the lobby.
The people sitting there had changed a lot, but the handsome man with fair skin who greeted Ning Ze had not left yet. He asked enthusiastically: "Brother, have you passed?"
Ning Ze nodded with a smile and said, "I passed."
"My name is Yu Bin, from Northeast Base City."
"Ningze, Jiangnan Base City."
"Okay, go ahead and apply for regularization. I'll contact you when you have time."
"Goodbye."
Entering the elevator, Wu Hao pressed the button expressionlessly. When he walked out, he calmed down his mood. He felt that there was no change in his heart, so he could only control his expression and try not to be embarrassed.
When we came to the first floor, four black people were still sitting on the sofa. When they saw Ning Ze and two people coming over, a black man in the middle spoke in broken Chinese, "Hey! Have you passed?"
Ning Ze glanced at him and said calmly: "It's over."
The black man grinned and said, "Chinese martial arts is rich in martial arts. There is an old saying that no fight will lead to acquaintance. How about it? Are you interested in a challenge?"
Wu Hao followed Ning Ze to a stop. He looked at the black man with a strange look in his eyes but said nothing. There was a faint expectation in his heart. At this moment, his mood seemed to be much better.
"Challenge? Is it similar to a trial room?" Ning Ze asked.
"Yes!" The black man nodded affirmatively and said arrogantly: "Do you dare to challenge me?"
"Only fighting?" Ning Ze shook his head and refused, "I don't have time."
"NO! NO! NO! The battle requires a certain amount of winnings. You have no points when you first come here. The minimum limit is 1 billion Chinese coins. Are you interested in a game?" the black man encouraged.
Several black people around looked at Ning Ze with arrogant expressions, and one of them looked over sideways, muttering something in his mouth and not knowing what he was talking about, but looking at his disdainful expression, he knew it was not a good thing.
Ning Ze was slightly annoyed. He could tell that these people wanted to trick the newbies, but that wasn't what made him angry. Gambling was fine, fighting didn't matter, scolding him in front of him was too disrespectful?
"I have time to bet a little money, but I'm not interested in betting too small." Ning Ze looked down at the front with his head raised and asked arrogantly, "How much can you offer?"
The black man said excitedly: "I have 5 billion! What do you think?"
Ning Ze frowned, as if he was thinking about it.
The black man restrained his expression slightly and said with regret, "If you don't have money, 3 billion will do."
"Five billion is too little. Let's bet 10 billion Chinese coins. It should be 800 rupees with your money." Ning Ze said grandly.
"Okay, okay, I agree!" The black man hesitated for a moment and then agreed quickly. How strong can the newcomer be? He is a sure winner! 10 billion is already a lot, and their activities in the year after graduation
It would be good if the funding is 10 billion.
Ning Ze snorted lightly and asked: "How to fight?"
"When you become an official member, I will apply for a challenge from you. Just accept it." Seeing Ning Ze taking the initiative to ask about the battle, it seemed that he really wanted to fight him. The black man's eyes became very excited and a little anxious.
This much money can't be wasted.
He stood up and walked over, "How about I go with you to become a regular employee, for the sake of our friendship."
Ning Ze sneered in his heart. He wanted to steal his money by asking for friendship. It really tarnished the word friendship. "Okay."
As soon as he responded, the other three black people couldn't sit still. If they paid two to three billion, they could still bring glory to the country and earn face, but now there is a fool! How can they miss such a good thing?
"Boy! Do you dare to fight with me?" This black man's attitude has always been arrogant, and his provocation is very obvious.
Ning Ze remained silent.
The first black man who asked for a fight had a worried look in his eyes. He was afraid of scaring Ningze away, but he couldn't stop his companion.
"Chinese, tsk, I think you don't dare to fight." Another black man said, "I, Donama, also challenge you to fight. Chinese boy, do you dare to accept it?"
Ning Ze sneered in his heart and pointed his nostrils at a few people arrogantly, "I have 50 billion! If you all win, that's all you can do!"
As soon as these words came out, the four black people immediately became excited.
"Okay! I just like to communicate with Chinese people!"
They came over in a pretentious manner, as if if you don't fight, you are a jerk, as if if you don't keep your word, you are a coward.
Ning Ze sneered and continued walking outside, while Wu Hao's eyes flashed with joy and anticipation.
Several black people looked at each other and began to play with the communicators in their hands - borrow money!