Zong Lieque's body was surrounded by bright blue and white thunder, condensing into the shape of chains and spears.
He looked down at the silent crowd of more than a hundred people below, and laughed wildly: "You little fools! The answer is - spot the poisonous circle and learn to [run away from the poison]!"
Poison running, a term used in competitive escape games, means that players must run to the safe zone within the specified time, otherwise they will be poisoned, lose blood, die, and be eliminated.
"Actually, there are also smart people."
Zong Lieque stood in the air, looking at everyone, his eyes slightly fixed, locked in one place: "These guys, the answers are correct."
Sizzle...
A thunder spear shining with blue and white electricity was generated in Zong Lieque's palm, and he threw it casually: "The reward I give is [out early]!"
Whoosh!
Poof!
The three students who were huddled together had their bodies pierced by thunder spears and were skewered on the ground like candied haws.
Because of the burning of the thunder, the wound was instantly sealed and not much blood flowed out.
The floating flag behind them also suddenly shattered.
The three people were sent away from the Shuijing battlefield and were eliminated, leaving only three "last words".
"Gan! You call this a reward? You're sick!"
"Ah! It hurts! If I had known better, I wouldn't have said anything!"
"I didn't even say anything! You got the wrong person! I'm really in trouble!"
Zong Lieque was completely indifferent to the unwillingness of the defeated and did not take it to heart at all.
He looked leisurely and walked in the sky, as if he was on an outing. His voice was still loud and sure, and he said: "In this [Water Mirror Simulation Examination]..."
"I am [Poison]!"
"Run away! Make every effort to escape from my sight!"
"Let's run around in embarrassment!"
"The only consequence of being caught up with me is death!"
As the saying goes, when things go to extremes, they must be reversed.
When you are oppressed to the extreme, spring people will naturally jump out and rebound hard.
As soon as the words finished here, an iron-headed boy stood up.
He didn't give Zong Lieque any face, his throat vibrated with spiritual energy, he raised his voice and sneered bluntly: "We have a hundred geniuses here, and you are the only one!"
"Give you face, you are [Incarnation of Thunder], if I don't give you face, I will help you build a tomb! I don't understand, you are pretending to be your mother... ah!"
An electric moment!
More than ten blue thunderbolts as thick as chopsticks were inserted into the iron-headed boy.
Puff! Puff!...
The young man, who was covered in thunderbolts and with blood flowing wildly, was stunned for a while, and then he started to scream in agony.
"It hurts! Mom, save me! Ahhh! Dad, come on! Your son is going to be killed!"
"Ugh... my waist! My teeth are also knocked out! I want to go home! I..."
Rumble!
The highly concentrated blue and white thunder flashed away, shattering the floating flag and sending another person away at the same time.
Zong Lieque, who was sprayed bloody, had no anger at all on his face, but looked very calm and indifferent.
He pushed up the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose and said slowly: "You still jump out when you have no ability. It seems that you don't understand the principle of 'shooting the first bird'."
"Why should you seek the blame yourself?"
When Zong Lieque spoke, half of his face suddenly turned into lightning, and in an instant, it condensed into flesh and blood again.
He looked down at the [Genius Hundred Group] who were reporting for warmth, grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, with a slightly ferocious smile: "Now, the game begins!"
The dark blue and pale thunder brilliance shines in all directions!
Thunder whips and thunder spears imprisoned or penetrated one energetic body after another.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The iron-headed boy is not the only one in the group of 100 people.
The guy who was the bad guy was killed by Zong Lieque in one unreasonable move. He was happily sent away, but the team think tank who was responsible for the bad guy was left behind.
Seeing Zong Lieque kill several major combat forces in an instant, the think tank finally couldn't hold back anymore and stood up to negotiate.
"Wait! Zong Lieque!"
"You alone can never be Lin Zhengliu, Yan Linglong and Xu Qing's opponent!"
"Our cooperation is the best solution to compound the interests of both parties!"
In a few words, the most critical point was reached, and even Zong Lieque's offensive was stopped.
The think tank of the Centurion had a wry smile on his face.
He had already seen through the school's true intentions.
The school went to great lengths to set up such a battlefield and made weird rules for the exam that it had never encountered before. Why?
Two words - unity!
Not only does he have the brain power to think and analyze problems, but he also has a strong ability to act.
When he first organized a group of hundreds of people, he was full of confidence and planned to face the [Prodigy Triangle] composed of Lin Zhengliu, Yan Linglong, and Xu Qing!
Now, after encountering Zong Lieque and seeing the opponent's terrifying strength and powerful aura, the think tank finally understood the value of the word "Tianjiao".
Maybe the Hundred Man Group can fight Zong Lieque and both sides will suffer losses, but what happens after that?
What are you using to fight against Lin Zhengliu’s Tianjiao team?
Just wash your neck and wait for death?
"That makes sense!"
Zong Lieque first expressed his affirmation of the statement of the Centurion's think tank, and then flatly refused: "But if Lin Zhengliu and the others will stick together, don't I have any friends?"
"Although my friends are not here, they are also supporting me."
"Besides, I'm not a necromancer. Before downloading the dungeon, I have to recruit a lot of mobs and fight the boss."
"In my [Strategy], the value of your existence is to provide me with [gain buffs], do you understand?"
"After stacking this round of buffs, my follow-up tactical plan can be executed normally!"
"If it's an arena match, a wheel battle, against Yan Linglong, Lin Zhengliu, Xu Qing and the others, I'm really not sure."
"The [Water Mirror Simulation Examination] under this kind of rules..."
"If you can't even wear one or three, how can you prove my Zong Lieque's ability?"
Buff, also a game term, refers to "gain state".
Both sides had their own plans, and the result was that the talks collapsed.
Crackling!
Zong Lieque turned into a blue-white lightning and wreaked havoc among the group of hundreds of people, flying like lightning!
Invincible.
Instant kill on everything!
Time passed by minute by minute.
Seeing more than 30 life flags falling down, the centurion think tank staying at the rear of the battle formation could not bear the torture and immediately roared: "Zong Lieque! You are so willful and arrogant that you exhausted your spiritual energy in advance. The other three
Tianjiao will definitely make you pay for your arrogance!"
Zong Lieque's body was surrounded by blue and white thunder, which transformed into the shape of a sickle, wrapping around his body and waving it at will.
""Thunder Slaughters All Around"!"
Whoosh!
Anyone who blocks the road will be cut in half!
The injured candidates were sent away from the college to receive treatment.
"loss?"
While Zong Lieque was controlling the thunder to defeat the examinees in front of him, he said with ease: 'I can't even recover my spiritual energy quickly if I beat you like this!
"As for the accumulation of injuries?"
"I stand still and you can't hurt me!"
As if to prove his point, he even stood still, motionless.
In an instant, all kinds of spiritual energy shone brightly, and countless weapons attacked, cutting Zong Lieque's body into dozens of pieces.
But……
Not a drop of blood flowed out.
The body that was split into dozens of parts turned into lightning before being reunited and came together in front of everyone.
"The mobs must have the consciousness of the mobs! - Even now, I am still in full condition!"
Zong Lie was outnumbered by one against a hundred, but his spiritual energy was not lost at all. Instead, his complexion was rosy and he looked even more powerful!
The more he fought, the stronger he became, and he felt full of pressure. He only defeated forty candidates, and the group of 100 people was completely wiped out.
Everyone just wanted to escape Zong Lieque and could no longer muster the courage to confront him.
Run! Run! Run!
But escaping is just a delaying tactic, which will only make them eliminated later.
Competing in speed with a lightning-type supernatural being is destined to be a tragedy.
…
Mind, body, skills, outfit.
Among the four practical elements, Shuijing candidates don't know which one the top colleges in other regions pay more attention to.
What is certain is...
The traditional specialty of the Shui Jing lineage is the [Physical] item that includes [Life Energy Level].
But what was most highly praised by the old principal and ranked first was the [Heart] item!
In this [Mock Exam], the last [survivors] all headed towards the [Illusion Room], a public facility used to temper their will.
The vast majority of candidates failed and fell halfway to the [Decisive Circle].
For example, the mage who was just defeated by Lin Zhengliu.
"I'm not worthy of fire."
A young man in a black suit with a delicate beard on his chin, his top hat knocked off the ground, was sitting on the ground, murmuring in a low voice like he was dreaming: "First Zhu Ming, then you."
"After the mock exam is over, I'll focus on water magic..."
After a round of fire attacks, the boy in the black suit was tortured to the point of doubting his life.
Lin Zhengliu smiled and nodded.
"good."
Judging from the other party's performance, he is truly "convinced".
Using [Fire Control] to defeat this candidate who is good at fire magic and also masters water magic, naturally satisfies the activation conditions of [Re-Formation].
