Chapter Twenty-Seven: The First Battle of the Three Thousand Red-crowned Crane Qi Refiners!
The environment in front of me is constantly flickering.
Eventually, it was frozen on a plain.
He Ziang let out a burst of laughter: "Haha! Plain! ”
The other eighteen students also looked desperate.
The Plains is one of the best places for flying races to play.
There is no shelter, only a head-on confrontation.
"'Civilian', do you still have the courage to repeat what you just said?"
He Ziang bit very the word civilian, he was like a god on top, with a smile of contempt in his eyes, looking at Lu Yan.
The races of the participating students were projected.
He Ziang's race is a five-hundred-third-order harpy, they have sharp claws, and the saliva in their mouths flows out, terrifying and hideous.
On the ground, there were no less than a thousand third-order gnolls and more than three thousand second-order wilderness gnolls.
As a child of the nobility, these racial configurations have almost reached the current limit.
If you want to increase the number of races, you must expand the area of the Divine Domain.
Compared to most people, they are mixed in the first and second order races of two hundred to one thousand.
This person has almost reached the peak of this class of freshmen.
No wonder, so crazy.
"It's over, it's over, it's actually a group with He Ziang, and there is no chance of qualifying at all."
Some of the students lamented that they recognized He Ziang, the strongest freshman in the first class of the year.
Even if He Ziang is alone, it is enough to sweep them.
What's more, those five hundred harpies.
This is enough to solve their high-end combat power without loss.
Air supremacy is too important!
"Are you sure you want to listen? It's the first time I've encountered such a strange request. Lu Yan was a little strange, but he still said word by word, "I said, you, it's not worth mentioning!" ”
"Hahaha...... What the are you talking hard! You lowly civilian, where did you get the confidence......" He Ziang said angrily, but soon, his words came to an abrupt end.
Because, Lu Yan's race was projected.
On the ground, a thousand terrifying bears walking upright, more than two meters tall, and behind them, were two hundred low-stature fishmen.
But the most striking thing is the 3,000 red-crowned crane demons!
They flew hovering in the sky, blocking out the sun.
On the grassland, bent by the breeze, a large shadow casts.
"Three thousand flying races?" He Ziang's face became solemn: "Is this your hole card!" ”
"The same flying race, my Harpy Banshee is a third-order, if you fight in close combat, as long as one Harpy is exchanged for six of his flying races, I won't lose!"
"What's more! My Harpy has been specially trained for hand-to-hand combat! Or a third-order race. His flying race, with a slender body, is not good at frontal combat at first glance! ”
"Perhaps, as long as the Harpy charges in one round, his flying race will collapse!"
With this belief, He Ziang soon regained his confidence.
He admits that he has lost his eyes, but he will never admit that he will lose.
Because, he's gambling!
He was betting on Lu Yan's three thousand slender red-crowned crane races, which he was not good at in close combat.
He was right!
At the moment when the battle officially began.
Three thousand red-crowned crane qi refiners, in the face of the charge launched by the harpy.
Decisively, he pulled away and flew higher into the air.
He Ziang smiled again.
He really made the right bet, this red-crowned crane race was really not good at close combat, and at the beginning of the war, it flew high into the air.
Next, as long as the five hundred harpies continue to expel the red-crowned crane race.
His land race killed all of Lu Yan's land race.
This disgusting civilian boy will be eliminated!
But he didn't notice that the smile in Lu Yan's eyes became more and more obvious.
Three thousand red-crowned crane qi refiners, after distancing themselves from five hundred harpy banshees.
One by one, they hung in mid-air.
Almost instantly, projectiles that were constantly rotating irregularly and seemed to contain energy fluctuations appeared in front of them.
Lu Yan was amazed, to some extent, the spiritual power bullet was indeed very similar to the spiral pill in an anime he had watched in his previous life.
Three thousand spiritual power bullets, as if tearing the sky apart, rushed towards the harpy with a rushing air current.
In their horrified gazes, they didn't even have time to react.
The spirit bullet had already pierced their bodies.
The constantly rotating spiritual power bullets, in the process of rotation, crushed their internal organs, bones, and minced flesh together, and then broke the skin and took them out of the body.
The sky was covered with a layer of blood.
In just an instant, all five hundred harpys were wiped out!
And the three thousand red-crowned crane qi refiners have zero damage!
He Ziang was right, the red-crowned crane qi refiner's hand-to-hand combat ability is indeed very poor.
However, with that comes the lethality of long-range terror!
He Ziang was stunned, as if he couldn't believe it.
And so he failed.
"Fuck off! If you let Lao Tzu be eliminated, you don't want to advance! He Ziang suddenly let out a roar and ordered the 1,000 3rd Order Gnoll Thugs under his command and the 3,000 2nd Order Wilderness Gnoll Men.
Launch a ferocious attack on the land race of the landing words.
He had a very clear idea, even if he wanted to be eliminated, he would have to damage Lu Yan's race, and he would not be able to easily defeat the opponent in the next round.
But extreme anger made him forget one thing.
This year, thanks to the advent of new technology, it is different from previous leagues.
Now it's a projection, and no matter how much projection is killed, it won't affect Lu Yan's hair.
However, what made He Ziang desperate was that.
The three thousand red-crowned crane qi refiners, after taking a small blue pill, began to condense the energy attack just now.
Under their bombardment, the gnolls quickly broke down and fled.
"How is this possible!" He Ziang's eyes widened.
In addition to several top-notch alchemy machines, and magic springs.
There is simply nothing at all, capable of restoring energy.
"It's over, what kind of monster did I provoke!" He clutched his cheeks in pain.
This powerful lethality, combined with the pill's continuous energy replenishment characteristics, this is a group of real killing gods, the gods of the battlefield!
If this news leaks out, I don't know how many people want to seek cooperation.
The other eighteen students were also surprised when they saw this scene.
They all thought of this layer.
When Lu Yan looked over, they abstained one after another.
The strength of this fierce man, they can see it very clearly, even if all of them are besieging together.
There are three thousand ranged flying races, and if it takes a while, they will be defeated one by one.
There is nothing good to keep fighting, except for wasting time.
It's better to drop an eye in front of this great god, maybe it will be useful in the future.
At the moment when all students abstain from voting.
Oriental Mythology mod, but a not-so-general prompt pops up.