A brilliant array was suspended above the square, shaped like a whirlpool, with shimmering light flashing inside, and a faint rhyme spreading, which was extremely vast and made people's hearts tremble.
"Bata."
A figure fell from the formation and fell to the ground. He did not respond for a long time. His clothes were stained with blood and were in tatters. His eyes were closed tightly and he was breathing rapidly. He was panting. If you look carefully, The muscles all over his body were trembling, and the Wuyuan vortex in his body was empty. His whole body seemed to be drained dry, and he was exhausted. This made the people watching from a distance unclear where they were in the large formation. What kind of things happened that made these geniuses who attracted the world's attention reach this point.
But everyone understands that there is no doubt that these people have been eliminated.
On the scene, every time a person was dropped, when everyone mentioned his name, they couldn't help but exclaim, followed by bursts of regret.
In their opinion, a genius who is already out of reach for them, however, cannot even pass the qualification test for entry into Shengtian Academy. This makes them sigh with emotion, and at the same time, they also think about why only those who come out of Shengtian Academy , the reason why they will all become extremely powerful.
It is better to be deficient than excessive and strive for excellence.
What Shengtian Academy wants is the genius among geniuses, the elite among the elites, not the kind of people who think they are invincible because they are aliens.
Although alien bodies are extremely valuable and have great advantages, if they cannot meet even the most basic requirements, Shengtian Academy will not accept them.
At this time, among those who were eliminated, there were many geniuses with various different bodies. They dragged their tired bodies and walked out of the square with gloomy faces.
In a whole day, almost half of the original more than a thousand people were eliminated.
The old man's piercing eyes scanned the formation, occasionally stopping somewhere. However, his serious face never showed any different expression. It was still tense, although his body was still tight. It didn't reveal any terrifying aura, but it had a unique majesty that made people fearful.
"The third round of assessment begins."
The cold words spat out from the old man's mouth again. Although it was not very loud, everyone in the audience could hear it clearly.
After hearing his order, the four middle-aged men standing around the square looked at each other, nodded, and changed their handprints. In mid-air, the square diagram suddenly stopped, and then moved towards the opposite direction. As the direction turns, the aura revealed is completely different.
At this time, great changes have also taken place in the desolate world...
Throughout the whole day, Feng Hao also felt a little tired.
Although these bone beasts are only at the level of the Martial Emperor's Seven Apertures, the eight bone claws are extremely powerful. Even if Feng Hao's supreme body is scratched, there will be a deep white mark. It can be seen that these bone claws The sharpness.
This has always made Feng Hao wonder whether these bone beasts were transformed into psychic treasures, otherwise how could they be so lethal.
"Bang bang bang..."
Abruptly, whether it was jumping high or the bone beast that was condensing, it exploded directly and turned into powder and scattered on the ground. For a while, this World Cup was strangely empty again.
"The third round of assessment begins."
The old man's voice suddenly sounded in Feng Hao's ears. Just as he was stunned, a shadow slowly formed in the void not far from him. Although his face could not be seen clearly, his figure was similar to that of Feng Hao. He's pretty much the same.
"Um."
After seeing this phantom, Feng Hao's eyes suddenly flashed with shock.
Because, in this phantom, he actually saw himself.
The exact same qi mechanism, the exact same fluctuations, it seems like looking into a mirror.
"Rumble, rumbling,..."
Abruptly, the figure moved, turned into a stream of light, and rushed towards Feng Hao. It was like a Titan chariot, rolling over and condensing shocking energy on its fist, hitting Feng Hao in the face. Come.
"Thunder Fist."
Feng Hao's eyes suddenly condensed, a cold light flashed, he raised his fist and hit it.
"Boom."
The two fists collided together, making a loud sound. Strong winds roared in all directions, and yellow sand was raised around them. The earth was also cracked by the earthquake, and the cracks spread.
"Ding-deng-deng..."
When the fists came into contact, Feng Hao's expression changed again. A huge force came and he was thrown away and fell to the ground, leaving deep footprints under his feet.
"How is that possible,."
Looking at his still trembling fist, Feng Hao's eyes were full of shock, as if he had seen a ghost.
That's right, that figure used pure power, and it was no less powerful than Feng Hao. The method of exerting power was none other than Ben Lei Fist.
That's why Feng Hao was so surprised, because this figure was obviously a replica of him.
"This is absolutely impossible."
Looking at the figure charging towards him again, a cold light flashed in Feng Hao's eyes. He crouched slightly, suddenly exploded, raised his fist and smashed towards the figure. Because the force was too strong, the surrounding space was filled with energy. It was a rumbling sound, like thunder, shaking the heaven and earth.
"Boom, boom, boom,..."
The two fists kept hitting each other, and they were evenly matched. Feng Hao didn't have the slightest upper hand. Moreover, after dozens of punches collided, Feng Hao's arms were already slightly numb, but that figure was His momentum did not diminish at all, he bullied him again and again, and his fists fell like raindrops, causing Feng Hao to fall back again and again.
"Bang."
With an accident, Feng Hao was thrown out and landed hundreds of meters away. He took more than ten steps back before he stopped.
At this time, Feng Hao was almost certain that this figure was actually him. There was no difference at all. The realm and martial arts were exactly the same.
He couldn't believe that someone exactly like himself would appear in this world, and he didn't understand how Shengtian Academy did it. Could they still create a virtual martial body?
Feng Hao didn't believe it, so he started to use the Evolution Art, and the vortex of virtual martial arts inside his body started to rotate crazily. The power of virtual martial arts surged, condensed on his fist, and smashed towards the figure that had rushed towards him.
"Boom."
Amidst the explosion, Feng Hao was thrown away again, with a trace of shock still remaining in his eyes.
After he used the power of virtual force, the same power no less than his own still surged out from the figure's fist.
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