In Cheng Lin's perception, inside the spiritual world, the He sword placed safely on the table suddenly trembled.
The sword made a "wuwu" sound.
This familiar scene immediately reminded him of the time in the capital of Shu, when He Jian had a similar behavior, which meant that there were other traces of He Jian within a certain range around him.
This news made Cheng Lin quite happy.
Since the two He swords were successfully smelted, he found that simply repairing the furnace was almost useless. Even if it burned continuously for several days and nights, the degree of damage would hardly be reduced.
This means that there is only one way left for He Jian to repair.
However, this period of time passed, but he still found no clues about Xinhe Sword. He never thought that he would feel the tremor again today.
"Is there anyone nearby? It should be another exploration team. I don't know if they are from the Su country."
Cheng Lin then felt a little worried again.
If He Jian is in the hands of a student, how does he get it? Stun him and rob him?... This is too weird.
Doing an exchange? Wouldn't that seem too weird and draw unnecessary attention?
But no matter what, he had to go and see the situation first.
Slowing down slightly, Cheng Lin looked at the rest of the team beside him and fell into deep thought:
"What reason should I make up?"
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Coast.
From the moment the strong wind blew up the boulders, the students in the Second Academy tensed their nerves.
This unexpected scene caught them completely off guard.
"What's going on?"
"Are these Su people crazy?"
They had no idea what was going on.
Following the dragon's footsteps, we finally reached the end of the forest, but before we could catch our breath, we were suddenly attacked.
Even if there is some competition between the two countries, it will never lead to fighting and killing.
They instinctively sensed that something was wrong, but they had no time to think about it, not even the time to turn on the camera.
In front of a practitioner, the distance of two to three hundred meters really comes within a blink of an eye.
"Liang Pi!"
The flying sand and rocks came, and Song Xianzhen, as the captain, decisively named Liang Pi.
After many times of cooperation along the way, a basic fighting understanding has been formed.
Although Liang Pi was shocked and angry, he still took a decisive step forward, took a deep breath, and pointed a finger at the air in front of him.
In front of him, an exquisite scene slowly emerged.
Roads of spiritual energy gathered and lingered around the fingertips. As the fingers were pushed forward, an invisible halo spread out, blowing the rocks in front of them to both sides.
The two opposing air currents formed a strong conflict, and some small stones were crushed hard and turned into powder, flying all over the sky.
At this time, the Su team had already rushed forward.
The people in the second courtyard only felt that the ground was shaking violently, and they were unable to stand still. Countless sharp thorns emerged from the air and rolled towards them.
At the same time, a figure suddenly jumped up from the Su team, holding a broad-bladed giant knife, and slashed downwards!
"careful!"
Song Xianzhen shouted, and strange light pillars appeared under his feet.
In a hurry, he raised his legs forward and kicked his companion away. Immediately, he swiped his right hand from his waist, and the spirit sword radiated like lightning. The rays of light were like thunder and lightning, lingering on the blade and colliding with the opponent.
"Boom!"
Fourth grade!
After just one fight, Song Xianzhen realized that the young man from the Su country opposite him was actually at the fourth level.
To be precise, according to the classification of Su State, it is "Level Four".
Although it can be seen from the subtle reaction of psychic energy that the opponent is at least two levels weaker than himself.
However, the physical style of close combat is extremely fierce and can completely close the gap in a short time.
The captain of the Su team was repulsed and fell to the ground, a look of surprise flashed in his blood-red eyes.
In his field of vision, the leader of the "giant wolf" on the opposite side actually used his claws to resist his own blow, which surprised him.
Feeling even more urgent, he immediately shouted: "Attack with all your strength and fight quickly!"
"yes!"
The rest of the team members answered seriously, as if facing a formidable enemy.
The students of the Second Academy, who were very close, saw the captains of the two sides withstanding a blow. They were not sure whether to defend, counterattack, or cease fighting, when they heard a burst of chirping birds coming from the other side.
"What are they saying? Who can understand?"
Liang Pi took back his hand with a pale face, turned around and asked.
However, he was destined to get no answer.
If you speak English, everyone in the team can understand it even if you make a guess, but Russian... is not within the scope of their knowledge.
"What do you want..."
Song Xianzhen resisted the blow and took several steps back. The light beam covering his body swayed violently, and the blood in his body boiled.
He suffered a bit from this blow. He opened his mouth and was about to ask, when he felt murderous intent surge around him.
He did not dare to hesitate anymore and said decisively: "Defend! Retreat!"
Immediately, the two parties fell into a melee.
In terms of personnel and overall strength, the team of the Second Academy was stronger. However, they did not know the situation clearly and did not dare to take action rashly. They could only defend with all their strength.
On the contrary, under the influence of a certain force, the Su team became more and more ruthless, and their moves were fatal.
Under such a situation, within two minutes, two members of the team from the Second Hospital were slightly injured.
"boom!"
He rolled up invisible waves with his hands and blocked the oncoming sword with his backhand. A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Liang Pi's mouth, and he spat bloody spit on the ground and shouted:
"I can't stop it! This can't go on like this. I think there's something wrong with these people. I can't resist any longer. Let's fight back!"
"Yes, this can't continue like this. These grandsons are ruthless!"
Finally, as another member of the team accidentally cut a bloody scar on his body with a knife and screamed, Song Xianzhen finally gritted his teeth and shouted: "Counterattack!"
After uttering these two words, the beam of light swayed above his body, rising more than ten meters high.
The fourth level of cultivation is fully activated, and the opponent in front of you will be chopped away with one sword!
"kill!"
The monks from the Second Academy, who had suppressed their anger, no longer hesitated, and worked together to activate their superpowers, and streams of light rose up, flooding the opposite side.
The two sides were completely stunned, and the members of the Soviet team began to suffer intensive wounds, even near-fatal injuries.
Gradually, the Soviet team began to show its defeat.
Song Xianzhen took a look and hurriedly said:
"Don't kill, just beat the limbs! Use them to destroy them, don't kill!"
However, just as he shouted this sentence, a strange scene happened.
All of the Su monks were suddenly shocked and stepped back. Immediately, a black light silently jumped over several of them one after another.
And every black light took away a life.
Either the heart was pierced or the throat was severed. However, the Soviet team members seemed to have been cast a restraining spell, and they fell down one after another without escaping.
"puff!"
"puff!"
"puff!"
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Blood flowers bloomed one after another, and the practitioners of the Su Kingdom who were already seriously injured were like wheat stalks in the field being harvested by an invisible sickle.
Plop... Plop... he kept falling down in front of Song Xianzhen and others.
This scene happened so fast that it was difficult for people to react.
The sky was very dark, and the place was filled with manic spiritual energy and smoke.
When the people in the second courtyard reacted, they found corpses lying on the ground in front of them!
"this……"
"them……"
"What kind of trick is this?"
The young team members took a deep breath, and several of them even took a few steps back. This scene was really unbelievable.
This group of foreign monks, who were originally extremely vigorous, fell to the ground in the blink of an eye, just as suddenly as when they came over before.
While they were stunned, they suddenly saw a soft "pop" sound coming from the corpse of the Su team member.
Immediately, a fiery red signal shot up from the ground!
Crossing a distance of hundreds of meters, leaping into the air and exploding like a pool of thick blood!
"Flare?"
"Someone!"
Song Xianzhen and others suddenly woke up, rushed over, and looked around the scene, but only saw a smoke-emitting flare gun left on the ground.
Apart from that, there is nothing else.
Several young people looked at each other and saw each other's shock and nervousness.
Liang Pi wiped the blood on his face, his fingertips trembled slightly, showing the unrest in his heart:
"This is the highest-level distress signal from the Su country! As expected, the strong men from the Su country will rush over soon! We have been plotted?! Something is wrong here!"
Because of his family's influence, he was the first to realize the hidden danger behind this.
"What? Scheming? Liang Pi, what do you mean?"
Some team members had not yet reacted. After hearing what he said, they couldn't help but ask.
"What do you mean? I said we were plotted! Look at this scene! It looks like there was a fierce battle, and then the Su people died all over the place. When the other party's people arrive, who do you think killed them?"
"...But, it was obviously them who took action first, and it was not us who killed them..."
"Who would believe it? Do you believe it if I want you?" Liang Pi sneered.
A team member next to him suddenly said:
"We have video, right? Who filmed it?"
No one answered. The attack just now was so sudden that most of them didn't have time to take pictures.
"I... I seem to have recorded a video on my phone."
Suddenly, a student said.
Everyone hurriedly gathered around to look at it, and found that the video was blurry and noisy. It was the scene where the flying sand was flying, and they could vaguely see the opponent rushing over.
However, this shot only lasted for less than 1 second. Immediately, there was a burst of chaos and nothing could be seen clearly.
Even human voices were covered up in the violent roar.
"Is this... okay?"
The student holding the mobile phone asked unconfidently.
No one spoke.
After a few seconds of silence, a girl said:
"The only useful thing in the video is the scene of the opponent rushing over. It's very blurry, but you can still see the outline clearly."
"But is this useful? What can it mean? There are no causes or consequences."
Liang Pi shook his head and said with a sullen face: "If it was just a general conflict, this kind of video would be enough, but... the current situation is that they are all dead!
Six or seven people? All destroyed!
Do you think this kind of 'evidence' can be suppressed for such a vicious incident?
They are dead and we are alive, this is the result.
Our colleges, departments and bureaus may believe us, but will the public? Will public opinion?
When this is revealed, people will only see the number of deaths!
No one cares about us!
Think about it, this matter will definitely cause a dispute between the two countries. So many people have died in the Soviet Union, and they will never let it go no matter what. What about our side? We have to take a stand, right?
By then, maybe it’s just us who will be sacrificed!”
After talking about it later, Liang Pi's tone was extremely solemn, and the other students' faces turned pale.