【Knowledge High School】(Periphery)

Rabbit Head Mask, Lion Head Mask, Two Cat Head Masks, four people stood side by side in front of the large number of fallen people of the Zhong Shen Regiment, and directly opposite them was a man in a top hat with scattered long hair. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Lionhead: Are you coming? As rumored. (Takes the pistol back)

Cat Head 1: Sister, that person...... When did you come over?

Cat Head 2: I don't know...... Be cautious and don't act rashly.

Bunny Head: So artistic! Why not us here? Why, why. (snapping his fingers three or four times)

Man with Long Hair: ...... The sense of crisis is full, and as the strategy book says, this is the so-called "ambush on all sides". (A large number of members of the Bell God Order slowly walked around, and the few masked people in front of them seemed to be ready to attack at any time.) ）

【Knowledge High School】(In front of the Science and Art Building)

Zhao Hongyun had an arrow stuck in his shoulder, and Wei Ling was lined up with well-trained archers.

Zhao Hongyun: There is really nothing to say about accuracy...... A normal person's heart has ascended to heaven.

Wei Ling: Yes, the royal archers can shoot at the target accurately, if there are many of them, not only will the number of attacks increase, but what is even more terrifying is the stepped attack. (Commands the archer to draw the bow)

Zhao Hongyun: Ladder attack? What is that? (I was a little nervous at first, but I deliberately kept my composure)

Wei Ling: Let's experience it with your body. Royal Archer! Step shooting! (The first archer shoots an arrow first)

Zhao Hongyun: Hmm! (quickly dodged the first arrow) (then the second arrow shot out quickly, Zhao Hongyun was caught off guard and was inserted in the foot)

Wei Ling: There is still a deviation in the shooting on the move, and the error from the heart is a little bigger, so how about trying, thousands of archers' ladder shooting? (Commands ten archers to draw their bows)

Zhao Hongyun: (covering his feet) Numerical advantage...... It doesn't represent an advantage in battle, dodging so many arrows from you, you should also find out, why don't I attack.

Wei Ling: Do you have any reason to stay? No kidding, your ploy is to stall for time, and after all, you can't draw anything that can withstand such a fierce attack. (Arrows are shot one by one)

Zhao Hongyun was shot by many arrows, but all the arrows only penetrated Zhao Hongyun's body and finally fell to the ground. Zhao Hongyun suddenly appeared to Wei Ling's left.

Wei Ling: ?! This...... Doppelganger? It's too mysterious, it's impossible. (The arrow shoots to the left again, but it still only penetrates Zhao Hongyun's body and finally falls to the ground.) Zhao Hongyun appeared on the right side of Wei Ling again)

Wei Ling: It's impossible! (Shoots to the right again, but still only penetrates.) Zhao Hongyun appeared in the eight directions around Wei Ling)

Zhao Hongyun: The painting is complete! Octa prism! (A huge mirror appeared in each of Wei Ling's eight directions, and Zhao Hongyun was standing in front of the mirror)

Wei Ling: Mirror...... When...... Don't...... When you dodge the arrow's attack...... Done secretly. Did you settle it in the morning?

Zhao Hongyun: My thinking is not so meticulous, to be honest, this is a temporary method, to get back to the point, as long as you can't determine the target, the archer's attack can only be...... Futile.

Wei Ling: It would be nice to divide the archers into eight troops! Combined shooting! Royal Archer! Leave no dead ends!

All the archers formed into eight phalanxes and fired at the eight mirrors at the same time, but all the arrows pierced through, and the mirrors were hit by the arrows and made a popping sound, and the mirrors began to crack.

Wei Ling: If you break the mirror, you will be finished, your body will definitely not be here, just break your octagram prism. (Bow and arrow keep hitting the mirror)

The cracks in the mirror gradually increased, and a large number of cracks gradually converged in one place, the mirror slowly shattered, and the lens slowly fell off.

Wei Ling: Look, your mirror is about to break, and you have no place to hide...... (An arrow flew out of the shattered mirror and stuck into Wei Ling's left shoulder, and Wei Ling fell to the ground without holding it for a while)

Zhao Hongyun: I remind you not to break the mirror, I have also drawn a lot of weapons in the mirror, if you break it, the things inside will fly out, as for what flies out, I can't guarantee what flies out.

Wei Ling: Stop...... (Archer stops shooting) summon is removed...... (All archers disappear)

Zhao Hongyun: (Has the threat of bows and arrows been lifted temporarily?) It's really thrilling) Is this a towel?

Wei Ling sat on the ground, kept rubbing the ring on his hand, and after rubbing it for about a few seconds, he suddenly grabbed his hand forcibly and stood up.

Wei Ling: Who do you think we are in the intellectual group...... It is absolutely impossible to admit defeat, all of us are people who have come back from the realm of checkmate death, this kind of injury ...... (Pull out the arrows from your shoulders), including this formation. (Suddenly, all eight mirrors shatter)

Zhao Hongyun: Broken Mirror...... (Wei Ling is surrounded by an eight-foot-tall heavy armored knight with a large number of weapons stuck in his body, which seems to be used as a meat shield to resist hidden weapons in the mirror)

Wei Ling: The Power of Ancient Soldiers...... (The Armored Knights all slipped and fell to the ground) and it wasn't all.

Zhao Hongyun: I actually used soldiers as meat shields, and the human flesh wall without dead ends was the first time I saw it today. (in a cold sweat)

Wei Ling: I won't give you any more time this time. Archer...... (Same size as before)

Zhao Hongyun: Oh no, Clown Legion...... (More than a dozen clowns are drawn jumping out and pounced on Wei Ling)

Wei Ling: It's useless! (More than a dozen clowns are all stuck with arrows into the wall and cannot move)

All the royal archers collectively pulled their bows and leaned upwards, and a massive black spot of almost 10,000 arrows fell from the sky, Zhao Hongyun looked at the scattered black dots in the air...... Wei Ling stood from a distance and watched all this.

◆（memorystart）

Four or five underworld people with sticks beat up a teenager, who was lying on the ground with wounds on his face.

Underworld 1: Hey little ass, do you know what it means to be disrespectful to us? That's what it means! (A stick down)

Underworld 2: ******, grind a **, and directly smoke him to death.

Triad 3: Hey, what about you, do you know how to ask for directions, how to ask people? Ask you** how many people here dare to speak to us like this? Ha? (A stick down)

Underworld 4: Don't kill us, have some fun with us. (A stick down)

Juvenile:...... Jade...... (Tries to get up, gesturing with fingers on the ground)

Underworld 1: Yo, this kid, interesting, our brothers are just bored today, play with him!

Teenager: I'll ...... Find your ...... (Fingers are hard to hold, trying to get up, and being hit down again by a stick)

◆（memorystop）

Zhao Hongyun: (It's really an unbearable memory...... I would have thought about it, but I remember it very well at the time, and I was able to do it out of thin air...... ）

◆（memorycontinue）

Teenager: I won't ...... (Fingers are hard to hold, and he is beaten down with a stick)

◆（memorystop）

Zhao Hongyun: (It's just a few casual strokes, and I draw something amazing.) Now the only one who can escape from these ten thousand arrows. ）

◆（memorycontinue）

Boy: Fall here! (Suddenly, a large irregular shape drawn on the ground is revealed!) ）

◆（memoryend）

Zhao Hongyun: Stand still here, (casually drawing on the ground with a paintbrush). Outer space!

The irregular shape on the ground appeared, turning into a large black piece, with scattered stars, all the arrows entered the black area as if time had stood still, and stopped moving, only Zhao Hongyun stood in the middle, still able to move.

Wei Ling: Universe?! All the arrows stopped moving...... This is the power of stillness, how ...... Why is there such power...... Why, you should ...... (The clown flies over with a knife and scrapes Wei Ling's face)

Zhao Hongyun: (pointing at Wei Ling with a paintbrush) The cosmic space has become a static place, all physical attacks have been terminated, and all 10,000 arrows have stayed on the crack of this space-time, and I am now the creator of this static place. (The black area disappears, and all arrows fall to the ground)

Wei Ling: It's impossible...... Summon Ancient Soldiers...... (Ancient soldiers came out of the ground and were all scattered by Zhao Hongyun's clowns)

Zhao Hongyun: It's time for it to end...... Your ordinary ancient soldier is far less powerful than ...... The knife is mixed with the cosmic power of mine, the clown army, the royal archer, must be quite a drain on your brainpower, you can't use it often.

Wei Ling: Soldier...... Listen to my orders and kill those clowns...... (The surrounding soldiers were all knocked away by the clowns, leaving only half of their bodies in the mud, and the clowns all came up and surrounded Wei Ling with knives.) ）

Zhao Hongyun: It's over, admit defeat, you lost this battle. (Pointing at Wei Ling with a paintbrush)

Wei Ling: All the soldiers ...... Don't listen to my ...... It's all dead, it's useless, it's all ...... Is it useless, without soldiers who can obey me? Didn't you sweep away the soldiers who got in my way...... Isn't it?

◆（memoryinsert）

？？ : You're a kid that no one wants!

Wei Ling: That's enough...... (Begin to hold your head)

？？ : You're born a liability!

Wei Ling: No! No! No! (Holds head, eyes closed)

？？ : What did you like from the beginning? It's a paper tiger at all!

Wei Ling: I'm not wrong! I just love ...... I love historical research...... I'm not wrong! (holding his head and twisting)

？？ : No one will listen to what you say, including what you like!

Wei Ling: No one...... Didn't anyone listen to me? No...... No...... I have a lot of soldiers, and I still have ...... (Summons a few soldiers, and after a few seconds, they all turn to mud)

Zhao Hongyun: Have you lost your mind? I can only let her fall asleep first, which is very painful.

？？ : Do you prove it? What exactly are you for?

◆（memorybreakinandend）

Wei Ling: Me? Yes? Very? Many? Target? Scholar? Soldier? Oh. (Suddenly regained his senses) just? At? I? Target? Body? Side.

Zhao Hongyun: You need to calm down, the clown army strikes with the back of a knife! (The Joker wants to attack Wei Ling)

Suddenly, the clown turned his head and rushed towards Zhao Hongyun with a knife.

Zhao Hongyun: Clown...... It was she who attacked, why did she attack me in turn.

Wei Ling: Because they're me? Target? Scholar? Soldier? Yes. (Wei Ling wears an emperor's hat on his head and a golden long-sleeved robe)

Zhao Hongyun: This outfit! Cough! (Stabbed by a clown) (covering the wound)

Wei Ling: The heart of the emperor, everything here is my soldier, and I will prove that what I like is not a paper tiger.

Zhao Hongyun: The heart of the emperor? Forehead! (Almost hit by his own clown army again)

Wei Ling: You are the creator of time and space, I am the emperor of the army, all of them, will listen? Life? In? Oh me.

Zhao Hongyun: (Oops...... You can only ...... first Contact! (The Clown Legion is gone)

Wei Ling: (hands outstretched) King Qin's royal guard. (There are a lot of high-ranking soldiers around!) ）

Next: "The Emperor's Heart"

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