This virtual battlefield was very real, and Zhang Qingyang once wondered if he was simply projecting a space in reality onto the arena with the help of some powerful divine skill, or if he teleported the two of himself to the actual venue.

What you touch in your hands, what you feel in your spirit, everything is real.

Regardless of him, just treat it as if it was true, Zhang Qingyang thought it thoroughly, and there was no panic in his heart when he was about to respond.

The overwhelming "bee cloud" turned into an impenetrable net, with no gaps to drill in between, and either he punched it out with brute force, or retracted under the canopy and entangled with the rattan snake.

Either way, it will delay him a little bit and consume a certain amount of energy.

Although it was not clearly stated at the beginning, Zhang Qingyang concluded that the starting point for the two sides was fair, but who had the advantage in the final decisive battle had to be calculated from three aspects: the right time, place and people.

There is no doubt that Zhao Feiyu ascended the Hanging Mountain first, and he had more time than him to investigate the terrain, familiarize himself with the environment, and even make all kinds of trap deployments, so as to have an advantage.

If he wants to drag on, he will be ridiculed by the audience, and the key will be judged as a war avoidance behavior, and it is possible to deduct points or even sentence him to lose.

Therefore, every second counts, and at the same time, we must preserve our strength as much as possible.

The swarm of bees rushed to his face, not allowing him to think about it, and in a flash of thought, a spiritual light flashed in Zhang Qingyang's mind, and he shook his chest and let out a roar like thunder!

The whistling power from the Titan Cat itself, mixed with his spiritual deterrent power, instantly spread across a radius of hundreds of meters, and all the slender-waisted bees that pounced were shocked out of rhythm, crashing into each other like headless flies.

Zhang Qingyang then unfolded the Rat Bone Sword, and with the subtle moves of the Bafang Wind and Rain Sword, he stabbed hundreds of times in one breath.

In the next second, hundreds of slender-waisted bees exploded, and the overwhelming swarm of bees broke a large shard, and the blood mist and fragments of their bodies splashed away, breaking twice the number of bees, and then a strong qi followed, urging more fragments and blood mist to splash farther away.

After eleven consecutive concussive explosions, the entire airspace was emptied of the bee colony, turning into a cloud of blood sprayed from the sky, which fell on the canopy of the giant tree.

The countless flowers opened one after another, greedily devouring these blood mist and the fragments of the corpse of the slender bee, but unexpectedly, it was triggered by a more intense shock, and the entire sea of flowers was blown into powder, and the blue and white fog was like a cloud steaming and cloudy, setting off Zhang Qingyang's body floating above, extremely weird and abrupt.

The giant tree shook violently, and the entire mountain below was rumbling and turbulent, and in the babbling and hissing, hundreds of bucket-thick snake heads pierced through the canopy of the tree and rolled towards Zhang Qingyang.

"Hehe, can't stand it?"

Zhang Qingyang chuckled, flicked his tail and flew two snake vines, and slid forward with the help of his force.

The audience was dizzying to watch this battle that quickly changed their moves and passed through the forest, especially when the bee swarm was overwhelming, they felt as if they were in the scene, and they suddenly felt like they were about to suffocate.

But seeing Zhang Qingyang break out of the formation with his hands, it seems that he didn't use much force, he wiped out tens of thousands of bee colonies, and even swept away the vast sea of flowers with a radius of hundreds of meters, many people couldn't imagine for a while how he did it.

However, the bigwigs on the rostrum understood at a glance, and one of them said sourly: "You Nanling have picked up a treasure, and you have understood the mystery of four or two thousand catties at a young age, and the swordsmanship is subtle, and the luck and blood are more controllable, which is better than many adult veterans, how did you do it?"

Dean Zhang comfortably tasted the wolfberry tea in the thermos cup, and replied with a smile: "The academy really didn't help much, it was all the students who fought for their own energy." I want to know, I will go to our academy to communicate more in the future, and with Zhang Qingyang's temperament, I will definitely tell you frankly. ”

Phew, don't you want to kidnap our talents and step on everyone's reputation to get on the top?

The bigwigs thought indignantly, and sighed secretly, it seems that it is difficult to expect Zhang Qingyang to be consumed too much strength by the latent crisis on the battlefield.

In the arena, Zhang Qingyang was also satisfied with his move.

He used the Rat Bone Sword to exert the mystery of the Bafang Wind and Rain Sword, and used the slightly rudimentary "god" to control the power of the whole body, ensuring that the power of qi and blood stimulated could be released and collected freely.

In this way, in addition to the trace amount of qi and blood required to smash the slender-waisted bee in the first wave, the next eleven superimposed explosions were all brought about by the Jianwei Secret Technique, which skillfully used the swarm's own flesh and blood power as a weapon, contributing to the destruction of the entire group with one move.

With this experience, if he falls into the sea of insects in the future, he doesn't have to be exhausted, he can completely use his strength to get the maximum result with the smallest output.

Zhang Qingyang continued to climb the mountain with joy, but among the contestants outside, the talents of the major academies changed their faces one after another.

"The precision of his control is subtle, even superb, how do you do it?!"

"No matter how you practice, if you just fight him, if you can't fight quickly, drag into a protracted battle, you must lose yourself!"

Ask yourself, if they fall into the situation just now, I am afraid that they can only forcibly rush out.

But the swarm is huge and flies super fast, and it is very likely that it will be pestered endlessly, and eventually exhausted, where will there be strength to deal with real opponents?

Even if he was not convinced by Zhang Qingyang, he put away the last trace of contempt at this time, and there was no luck at all.

Li Beihai pinched his chin, his brows kept tightening and loosening, bitter and happy.

Yue Shuwen saw it from the side and couldn't help but complain: "What are you struggling with, Zhang Qingyang has already surpassed us a lot, this is his own cultivation ability, congratulations." ”

Li Beihai waved his hand lazily: "You don't understand, alas, ......"

was recognized by him, and suddenly found that he was pulled away quite a distance, and the former senior brother who was so strong and proud began to wonder if he was too lazy before.

Not to mention Li Beihai's entanglement, Zhang Qingyang went straight forward lightly and forced himself halfway up the mountain.

In this simulated reality battlefield, there were not many safe places to stay, and he had only gone out for a mile, and on the uplifted cliff face, there was a sudden roar of an eagle piercing the clouds and cracking stones!

Zhang Qingyang stared at it, and saw two huge figures jumping into the sky like lightning, stretching their wings at a height of thousands of meters, and from his point of view, they still looked huge.

It's a two-headed golden eagle!

Their flight speed is something Zhang Qingyang has only seen in his life, and the words "eagle striking the sky" spontaneously came to his mind, which is so aptly depicted.

They are like the masters of the sky, flying as if they are not subject to air resistance, spreading their wings and circling at will, with a proud and domineering posture.

The golden eagle saw Zhang Qingyang's location clearly, and he could feel the fierce light shot out of those eyes from thousands of miles away, one of them suddenly flapped its wings and dived downward, breaking through the sound barrier in a few breaths, and coming with majestic power!

Zhang Qingyang's hair stood on end, and he secretly said in his heart: "It's not good!"

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