Chapter 700: God's Perspective
Meng Songshi's face changed drastically, and he only felt that his scalp was numb for a while, as if he was about to face a catastrophe.
The strength of other high-level cadres is slightly inferior to the three of them, and their performance is even more unbearable.
I saw a fine light flash in Zhao Weilong's eyes, and he waved his left hand vigorously.
As if tearing an invisible curtain, Meng Songshi even heard a "pop" in his brain.
Then the terrifying coercion that seemed to be about to fall was erased by Zhao Weilong.
Lei Zirong's originally casual expression, seeing this scene, couldn't help but be a little surprised.
This wolf-toothed "traitor" can actually break the coercion he deliberately exudes?
It's just a mysterious-level martial artist, how is this possible!
Could it be that he hides his strength?
"What's your name?"
"Zhao Weilong. ”
replied calmly, neither humble nor arrogant, others didn't know, Zhao Weilong was also very excited at this time.
He didn't expect that he would really be able to face the heaven-level powerhouse head-on.
Even if it's just an invisible confrontation, it's not a real battle.
Instructor Yang didn't lie to me, I really can!
Under the Nine Dragons Guardian Array, I can use the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi within the enveloping range to drive at will.
As long as Instructor Yang gives me permission, here, I am God!
The arrogant and arrogant Lei Zirong asked for the name of others for the first time since he came to the barracks.
Only Zhao Weilong has such qualifications.
This represents that Zhao Weilong's strength has won Lei Zirong's initial recognition.
Seeing the excitement in the other party's eyes, as well as the fierce battle intent hidden behind him, Lei Zirong couldn't help but laugh, and a little angry.
Do you really think that you have the ability to wrestle with me?
"Playing with two hands?"
Then let you see what the true strength of a heaven-level powerhouse is. I hope that when you lose, you don't cry.
"Good. ”
Zhao Weilong couldn't ask for it, so he decisively agreed.
Meng Songshi walked up to the group of soldiers who were training and shouted loudly.
Then the fighters moved quickly, and immediately packed up the training equipment in the field, clearing a large open space.
After that, all the soldiers of the camp mobilized, ran silently, entered the field, formed a large circle outside, and sat down cross-legged at the sound of an order.
No one spoke, but the faces of each soldier were filled with excitement and anticipation that could not be concealed.
The battle of heaven-level powerhouses was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for low-level martial artists who had just stepped into the threshold.
If you can learn a trick and a half, or be inspired in the process of observation, then you will make a lot of money.
Not to mention, one of the sides of the battle was actually one of the highest-ranking cadres in the camp, Major Zhao Weilong Zhao.
It turned out that Major Zhao was not a Xuan-level high-level, but a heaven-level realm!
Oh my God! It's so hidden, it's scared to death!
At this time, Master Zhao stood opposite Lei Zirong, and the excitement and excitement on his face were no different from the onlookers.
Meng Songshi and Hu Qingchun glanced at each other, and couldn't help but feel a little nervous and worried.
Instructor Yang, don't hurt us.
Lei Zirong glanced around casually, not caring about such a circle of audiences.
As long as Zhao Weilong doesn't care, he has no opinion.
Lei Zirong never considered that he had the possibility of defeat.
He has repeatedly confirmed that Zhao Weilong is at the level of the Xuan high-level, which is absolutely true.
Although I don't know what special means the other party used, he was able to break the coercion he exerted. But strength is strength, and in the face of absolute power, all small means, small tricks, will all become jokes.
Today, let me teach you the most obvious and important truth.
"Please, sir!"
Zhao Weilong stretched out his hand and was habitually polite, but Lei Zirong's face changed.
He is a one-day powerhouse, and he fights against a Xuan-level junior, and he actually strikes first?
"Good! Well, you're good!"
Lei Zirong's tone was cold, and he was not polite at all.
He decided to use a thunderbolt sweep to completely knock out Zhao Weilong with one move.
That's the price of your hubris!
"Wind and Snow Field!"
A realm that belonged exclusively to a heaven-level powerhouse suddenly let go of Lei Zirong's body.
The onlookers could see that around Lei Zirong, patches of snow-white goose feather snow appeared out of thin air as if they were playing tricks.
Then, under the whirlwind of the same sudden wind, it turned into deadly blades, whistling to and fro, cutting everything in its path.
Suddenly, Lei Zirong, who was in the center of the realm, his entire body was covered by the violent wind and snow.
To get close to the past, knock him out. First of all, the opponent must step over the realm of thousands of swords and undergo the test of thousands of swords.
Wow~
The onlookers had never seen such a battle, and their faces turned pale with fright.
Some people looked left and right worriedly, measuring the distance between the increasingly large wind and snow field and themselves, and felt that the location of the periphery did not seem to be so safe.
There are also some who are more worried about their superiors.
Such a realm formation has gone beyond the scope of ordinary people's abilities. Calling for wind and rain, that's the means of immortals, okay!
His own commander usually doesn't look much different from ordinary people, can he withstand such an offensive?
Zhao Weilong looked at the violent wind and snow field opposite, and his face also changed a little.
Prior to this, he, like other warriors, had also never seen a heaven-level battle.
Although I have confidence in Instructor Yang, but confidence is confidence, if I haven't seen it, I haven't seen it, can I really resist such a terrifying attack?
Zhao Weilong gritted his teeth, didn't think about it anymore, and silently recalled Yang Yonghui's teachings in his heart, and there was no slowness in his hands, and complex tricks were quickly formed between his hands.
Now that you have been on the battlefield, no matter what the result is, there is only one way to move forward.
In the dark, Zhao Weilong seemed to feel the active flow of the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth, like a little elf, and like a naughty child, snuggling affectionately beside him, waiting for his instructions.
He had the illusion that with the help of the Nine Dragons Guardian Array, Zhao Weilong could clearly receive the real-time situation of everyone in the Bihuayuan community. Where they are in, what they are doing, whether the expressions on their faces are happy or no wonder, all of them can't escape Zhao Weilong's perception.
God's perspective.
At this moment, Zhao Weilong had the illusion that he was God.
With the help of the authority of the Nine Dragons Guardian Array, he had such a perception. The authority was given by Instructor Yang, so doesn't that mean that every move of everyone in the Bihuayuan community is under the supervision of Instructor Yang?
Who will dare to make any small moves in the future, and what small actions will be able to escape Instructor Yang's eyes?
(End of chapter)