Although the weapon spirits on the Earth Ranking are powerful, they also have some limitations.
The main body of the weapon spirit can actively transmit some information to the clone of the weapon spirit, but the clone cannot actively transmit information to the main body of the weapon spirit.
If the weapon spirit clone wants to contact the weapon spirit itself, it must use the spiritual power of the spiritual crystal.
Therefore, Zhang Ruochen's test results will not be immediately passed to the weapon spirit clone by the weapon spirit itself.
As for how to communicate with the clone of Dibang Weapon Spirit, that is Lei Jing's business. After all, the clone of Dibang Weapon Spirit is also under the management of Wushi Bank.
Lei Jingnai is the top person in charge of Wushi Bank in the thirty-six counties of Tianmoling. Naturally, the clones of the Earth Ranking Weapon Spirits here are also under his management.
If not, Zhang Ruochen would not ask Lei Jing for help.
Zhang Ruochen said: "I challenge Wei Wuhen, number 130 on the Earth Ranking."
Before entering the testing chamber, Lei Jing told Zhang Ruochen that his overall strength was equivalent to that of the 130th ranked warrior on the Earth Ranking.
That's why Zhang Ruochen chose this ranking for his first challenge.
He also wants to know whether he can defeat his opponent if he is of equal strength.
"Wow!"
In the secret testing room, the name "Wei Wuhen" flashed, and spiritual energy gathered continuously, condensing into a man in his thirties.
The man standing opposite Zhang Ruochen is Wei Wuhen.
To be precise, he is a clone of the Dibang Weapon Spirit, condensed into a spiritual body according to Wei Wuhen's information.
All the warriors who participate in the Earth Ranking test, including strength, speed, martial arts, mentality, language, habitual movements, etc., will have all kinds of information recorded by the Earth Ranking's weapon spirit.
As long as they have these information, the weapon spirit of the Earth Ranking can use their spiritual energy to condense a spiritual body that is as powerful as the person himself.
"You actually challenge me, boy, aren't you a little too arrogant?"
Wei Wuhen's spiritual body was no different from that of a real person, and when he spoke, he revealed a domineering look.
Zhang Ruochen held Shen Yuan's ancient sword, stood with it horizontally, and said: "Whether it is arrogance or real ability, you will know after fighting?"
Wei Wuhen raised the corner of his mouth, sneered, and said, "It's interesting!"
"Wow!"
Wei Wuhen stretched out his arm, and a green tree one foot and three feet long condensed out of the void.
Qingshan is shaped like a spear, and the tip is shaped like a dragon's tooth, giving people a cold feeling.
"This Heaven-shaking Spear is forged from a single piece of meteorite iron. It weighs 4,300 kilograms and contains fifty-seven inscriptions. It is an eighth-grade true martial art treasure. Can you stop me?
One cup?"
Wei Wuhen's voice was like wind and thunder, constantly echoing in the testing chamber.
Wei Wuhen held the spear in both hands, his eyes erupted with golden light, and he swung it towards Zhang Ruochen.
That Zhentian Zhu was formed by condensing spiritual energy from the earthly weapon spirit, but it possessed the full power of the Zhentian Zhu.
When Wei Wuhen struck with his swing, the whole space shook violently and made a "crackling" sound.
Whether it's speed or strength, Wei Wuhen and Zhang Ruochen are on par.
Even Wei Wuhen has a lot of combat experience. With just one move, seven phantoms appeared, like seven figures attacking at the same time, blocking all Zhang Ruochen's moves.
Wei Wuhen wanted to win with one move.
Zhang Ruochen let out a long roar, thrust forward with his sword, and collided with Zhentian, making a chirping sound and sending out sparks.
"Bang!"
It seemed like they were just two weapons, but the sound of the collision was like the sound of thunder, enough to shred the eardrums of ordinary warriors.
A blow exchanged, and the two quickly retreated.
Zhang Ruochen retreated to the stone wall of the secret room before he stabilized his steps. The arm holding the sword felt extremely painful. The right half of his body was slightly numb from the shock.
Wei Wuhen was slightly better than Zhang Ruochen. He only took seven steps back and then immediately stabilized his steps.
Such a result was within Zhang Ruochen's expectation.
Because, in the first round of the strength test, Zhang Ruochen used the "Nine Stacks of Elephant Power" to explode seven times the strength, and only achieved the strength of 32 points of two-headed elephants.
It can be imagined that Wei Wuhen's strongest explosive power must be around thirty-two wild elephants.
Although Wei Wuhen definitely had an increase in martial arts, it was definitely not to the extent of seven times his strength.
Therefore, without Zhang Ruochen's seven times palm strength, his strength is naturally weaker than Wei Wuhen's.
"You...why are your weapons so sharp?"
Wei Wuhen looked at his favorite Zhentian Sword in his hand, and saw that the Zhentian Sword had been slashed by Shen Yuan's ancient sword and had a deep mark on it, almost breaking into two pieces.
An eighth-level true martial art weapon was half-broken by Zhang Ruochen with just one sword blow.
The Zhentian Sword is made from a single piece of meteorite iron and is protected by inscriptions. Even a ninth-level true weapon cannot damage it.
How sharp must the ancient Shen Yuan sword in Zhang Ruochen's hand be to chop the Earth-shattering tree into scrap metal with one strike?
"Aren't warriors also part of a warrior's strength?" Zhang Ruochen said.
"Hmph! Don't be complacent. You just mastered a powerful weapon. Compared to your true strength, you are still far behind me."
Wei Wuhen put the broken Zhentian Huan aside, and when he stood on the ground, a blood array with a diameter of nine meters appeared under his feet.
Nine meters in diameter, holy level blood array.
"Ouch!"
Wei Wuhen stepped on the blood formation and burst out as fast as he could. Almost in an instant, he hit Zhang Ruochen in front of him with a palm.
After the short rest just now, Zhang Ruochen's arm had regained strength. He turned his body to avoid Wei Wuhen's palm print, and at the same time, stabbed Wei Wuhen's left rib with a sword.
"Tai Chi grappler."
Wei Wuhen spread out his hands, like an eagle spreading its wings, and rushed in front of Zhang Ruochen. He continued to draw a circle with his hands, forming a Tai Chi pattern.
His fingers kept changing, like an iron hook, a short blade, or a crane's beak. As the fingers changed, the void trembled strangely.
Zhang Ruochen's expression changed slightly, and he was about to retreat when he suddenly found that his wrist was held by Wei Wuhen, and the meridians of his right arm were sealed by the other party.
"Are you a disciple of Tai Chi?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
Wei Wuhen used his Tai Chi grappling hand, clasped Zhang Ruochen's wrist tightly, and smiled: "You still have some knowledge, but I am a disciple of Tai Chi Tao Liang Yi Sect. Don't you know who your opponent is just now?"
Why is there no one in the thirty-six counties of Tianmo Ridge who can enter the top three thousand on the land list?
This is because almost all of the top three thousand positions on the Earth Ranking are occupied by disciples of first-rate, second-rate, and third-rate forces, who are called "upper-third-rate" successors.
It can be said that it is quite remarkable that Si Xingkong and Zhang Tiangui can enter the top 10,000 of the local rankings.
In the eyes of the upper third-rate, Tianmoling is just a small place in the countryside, and the most powerful sect is only a fourth-rate sect.
How could warriors trained in a small place compete with their "third-rate" warriors?
"What about the Aesoplasm?"
"To other warriors, the Liang Yi Sect is indeed extremely sacred and invincible. However, even the disciples of the Liang Yi Sect are still far behind me if they have the same strength." Zhang Ruochen said.
Wei Wuhen sneered and said: "Since you know Liang Yi Sect, you should understand how powerful Tai Chi's grasp is. Once caught, even a saint cannot escape."
"Really? But, you haven't mastered the Tai Chi skill yet, and you still can't restrain me."
Zhang Ruochen relaxed his fingers and voluntarily gave up the ancient sword of Shen Yuan.
Seeing Zhang Ruochen take the initiative to let go, Wei Wuhen's eyes darkened, he grabbed Zhang Ruochen's arm, extended it upward inch by inch, and soon clasped Zhang Ruochen's shoulders.
Wei Wuhen stretched out an arm and slapped Zhang Ruochen on the head.
Seeing that Zhang Ruochen was about to lose to Wei Wuhen, suddenly, a sword energy flew out from behind, cutting off Wei Wuhen's neck, and his head flew out.
Wei Wuhen's body immediately turned into wisps of spiritual energy and dissipated in the testing chamber.
"Whoosh!"
Shen Yuan's ancient sword flew in the void and was inserted at Zhang Ruochen's feet.
"As expected of the 130th-ranked master on the Earth Ranking, he actually forced me to use the state of clear sword heart."
There is nothing we can do about it. "Tai Chi Grappler" is known as one of the twelve most powerful grapplers.
As Wei Wuhen said, once captured, not even a saint can escape.
Only by using the realm of clear sword heart can we win. Otherwise, we can only use the power of the space field.
However, in this Earth Ranking test, Zhang Ruochen did not intend to use space power to avoid being discovered by the Earth Ranking's weapon spirit clone. Space power is his biggest trump card and must not be exposed.
After suffering a Tai Chi attack, Zhang Ruochen's right arm felt as if the tendons and bones had been divided. There was no feeling at all, and he couldn't even feel the flow of Qi.
"I didn't expect that Wei Wuhen would become a Tai Chi grappler, and Wei Wuhen didn't expect that I would reach the state of clear sword heart. Although I defeated him, I still have to admit that I did underestimate his strength before.
I feel a little contempt for him in my heart, otherwise I wouldn’t have to use the state of clear sword heart.”
Zhang Ruochen summarized this battle and warned himself that no matter whether he encounters a strong opponent or a weak opponent in the future, he must no longer have any contempt and must treat it with caution.
Zhang Ruochen walked out of the testing chamber.
Lei Jing glanced at Zhang Ruochen and found that Zhang Ruochen was seriously injured, so he asked: "What place on the land list are you challenging?"
Zhang Ruochen directly told Lei Jing via voice transmission, "No. 130."
Lei Jing frowned deeply. He did not expect that Zhang Ruochen would dare to challenge an opponent of equal strength to him in the first match.
In fact, he wanted Zhang Ruochen to challenge the 300th and later warriors for the first time. After all, each of those warriors at the top of the earth rankings are the proud ones of heaven and are very powerful.
Compared with them, Zhang Ruochen seemed too young and green, and had almost no hope of winning.