Chapter 137: Peak Battlefield (2)

"Exactly. Of course, I know your strength, but there are some things you should probably guess: there are certain rules on the peak battlefield: generally speaking, the most powerful foundation building or celestial and human extreme realm level martial artists that have been recorded, probably the so-called ten peerless geniuses, such people with some unique rune magic weapons that can be used by relying on their own skills, the limit level is to cross thirteen grades and confront people, and can compete with the Jindan pioneer master or the top magic circle composed of 10,000 monks of the same level. Of course, this kind of character is basically only a legend. Your own spiritual power and even the strength bonus you bring are already legends, and if you use some divine thunder cannons with Yuanying-level combat power or even more powerful, it is likely to be regarded as cheating. Otherwise, if the big shots all use the magic weapon at the bottom of the box to hand over to the low-level disciples to pretend to be pigs and eat tigers to plot against others, this will bring a threat to many high-level monks... The "flower delivery senior" seemed to be blunt at this time.

Of course, Zhang Fan also had a premonition of this in his heart before. If you let yourself use the divine thunder cannon method in the Qiankun Shield without scruples, then whether it is 70,000 or 80,000 or hundreds of thousands of enemy troops at the peak of foundation building, you will basically be killed by the group in seconds. If I only rely on my own strength, maybe I will need to spend some effort to turn the tide of the battle on the battlefield with my roughly estimated scale, so Zhang Fan didn't mind and said: "It doesn't matter, although I don't want to encounter dangerous battles everywhere like the protagonists in some fantasy novels in the mortal world this time, and I don't want to pass the test too easily, which is not good for my own experience." I just don't know if if it embodies some Yuanying-level spiritual power levels and exercise skills, will it be considered cheating?"

"Yuanying-level exercises, the ability to use them, and even the spiritual power techniques are okay. Whether this is an adventure genius or a true cultivation to conceal oneself, a monk at the peak level of the god can know a thing or two as long as he pays a little attention from a long distance. However, you should use as few auxiliary mobility things as possible, such as bamboo dragonflies, iron dragonflies, and other auxiliary maneuvers in your Qiankun shield. It also includes your so-called 'three-bone armor' and wind and thunder wings, after all, these are made of shapeshifting monster beast-related materials... ”

"Then, the other energy in the Qiankun Shield is used as a means of use, as long as it does not exceed the application ability of the peak level of Jindan, it is also okay... As soon as Zhang Fan said this, he felt that he was still a little vulgar: "Understood: this time I will fight only with my inner strength as much as possible." The Qiankun shield is at most used as a portable cultivation item, not participating in offensive and defensive offenses, and not even used to avoid danger, and only in this way can you avoid some excuses and controversies to the greatest extent, and at the same time, you can exercise yourself to the greatest extent... ”

"It's good that you understand. However, some of the captures carried out in the battle, and even some of the processing carried out using the captures, are still possible... Wang Er also reminded sincerely at this time.

Hearing this, some of Zhang Fan's potential worries were also reduced a lot, after all, roughly calculating some possible situations on the peak battlefield of the foundation building period, although he did have a great advantage by relying only on his own strength, it was difficult to say whether he could turn the tide in a battlefield of that scale: "Thank you seniors... ”

In the end, Zhang Fan asked many people in the Qiankun Shield to settle down and camp in Shenwu City, and made some arrangements for some things in Shenwu City, and then followed Wang Er to the Central Holy City ten billion miles away in a very short time through the teleportation array not far away.

Of course, Zhang Fan had seen a lot of decent cities before, and many of those cities were much more magnificent than those in ancient China and even other places on the earth plane, but in essence, there was no real feeling of "cultivating immortals". Even the mountain city of Luoyun Mountain is the same, and the tunnel used for escape seems to have exceeded the limit of engineering power in the era of agriculture on the earth plane.

But in this central holy city, there is a sense of "future world earth", which is largely out of the category of civilization in the agricultural era. Towers of the same size as towering peaks tend to be about 1,000 zhang in size and often hundreds of zhang in diameter, which is one level higher than a skyscraper in the modern sense. And the scope is also very open, unlike some of my previous imaginations, a limited number of such alpine towers within a radius of 200 miles make the entire central holy city feel majestic without that "concrete forest" feeling. Correspondingly: Although there are some three-dimensional traffic rules here, there are not many "no-fly orders" that are common in the city in fantasy novels, because it is obvious that in such a place, "no-fly" is not possible to traffic at all.

Zhang Fan's mind at this time was directly input by Wang Er in a very short period of time, and a lot of detailed knowledge about this central holy city was not much worse.

"On the top of the second central tower with a height of about 10,000 zhang in the central position, there is a teleportation array that goes to the peak battlefield, there is a special magic circle that can prohibit monks or other living beings above the peak level or the extreme realm level from directly entering it, as for those who are not at that level, even genius-level people can't overcome the unique wind at the height level... ”

"Got it... After Zhang Fan learned some information that could be exchanged for battle merits, he didn't have too much concern, and flew to the peak in the middle of the Central Holy City alone with the Qiankun Shield.

This group of people who went to the prefecture-level peak battlefield with Zhang Fan were probably the thirty monks who had been added to the camp that day. What surprised Zhang Fan was that among the thirty monks, martial artists at the peak of heaven and man or at the extreme realm level could account for as much as half. But when you think about it, it's not surprising. If the martial artists of the Heavenly and Human Extreme Realm do not have a particularly great opportunity, they will basically have no chance to reach the higher level of the Broken Void Realm, and they can only go to this peak battlefield to survive in death.

Because Wang Er deliberately hid his figure in front of others and was unwilling to give Zhang Fan too much actual power, these thirty monks were not able to see Zhang Fancai and did not naturally regard him as a senior or superior. Of course, many people also felt that Zhang Fan's aura of almost not making him feel much actual cultivation, and he also had many signs of building a foundation in the extreme realm, and he didn't mean to take it too lightly.

There was a relatively kind-hearted Fu Xiu, who was also in the realm of the Foundation Extreme Realm, and persuaded Zhang Fan, a newcomer: "Brother Tai seems to be going to the peak battlefield for the first time! You may not know some of the situations there, don't run around after you go there, you must act as a team." Regardless of whether they are friends or enemies there, the gap in their own cultivation is not too great, and only by relying on the strength of the collective can they have more chances to survive. And: try not to trust others ... ”

Zhang Fan didn't care about the opinions of these people whose strength was more than one realm lower than his own, but out of the universal heart and politeness that only modern people on earth would have, he didn't put on a big score, but just said politely: "I'll talk about it when the time comes!"

Hearing Zhang Fan say this, the people around him seemed to suddenly become cold, as if they regarded Zhang Fan as a dead person.