Chapter 171: Standings

"The seventeenth prince is really powerful, he happened to fall into a lair of an eight-eyed rat man after the next scene, and he killed thirty-five rat men in a row and was unharmed, my Aurora royal family has added another genius. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" spoke to a side branch of the royal family who taught in the Five Academies, and his tone was as if Nachaka was his own son.

"The images of the top fifty are transferred to the central area and the omnidirectional video is activated!" said Elle Bella, the vice president of the Department of Magic.

Fifty light curtains stand out from the crowd and display a row of buttons to switch perspectives, allowing the observer to adjust the viewing angle in real time, both behind and above their heads.

This is not only for ease of observation, but also to leave detailed footage to prevent cheating and identify dark agents spies.

"The princes and the children of aristocratic families have too many advantages, and they are really those good seedlings that we are optimistic about in advance. Several observers couldn't help but shake their heads as they saw that Andaru, Prince Abdullah, Ricken, Channing, Anya, Gwentha, Tabasha and others were all on the list.

To be fair, they are talented enough, but unsurprisingly ranked no one likes.

Human beings are always longing for a dark horse!

As an observer of the Bitfu Institute, Char smiled in confusion and stared at the light curtain of the eighty-third place.

"This guy, it's really bad luck. ”

Wang Zhen in the light curtain was fighting with a huge tree-like demonic beast at this time.

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"Damn, if it weren't for Lao Tzu not having a weapon in hand, how could you be so stupid and rude. Wang Zhen's fist slammed into the 3-meter-thick branch of the demon tree, bursting with bursts of sawdust.

But the huge impact also instantly knocked him away.

In front of him was a demonic beast-like Shuttle Dryad, its six branches thicker than the trunks of the surrounding giant trees, and all kinds of tentacle-like twigs were as fast as lightning, constantly pumping.

Without weapons, you can't exert your ability to be Daruf, and the sweep of a pair of flesh fists and a hundred-year-old giant tree is very difficult even if the transcendent comes.

Fortunately, this shuttle tree is different from the poisonous vampire vine, there is no sharp blood-sucking mouthparts, and there is no highly poisonous juice, and it can only be slowly absorbed by the root system after killing the creature, otherwise Wang Zhen will be drawn a few times, and it will not be as simple as breaking a little skin.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Zhen flashed the volley of the twigs with a leap, and was secretly anxious in his heart, "If you use the Source Blood Life Weapon, it will only take a few seconds to cut off the main trunk of this rotten wood, but in this way, it is inevitable that you will expose the ability of the blood clan in your body." ”

The narrow space formed by the criss-crossing branches made it impossible for him to detour and escape, his body flickered rapidly, Wang Zhen's brain calculated rapidly, and his mental power soared to the limit.

At this moment, an unlucky sicklesnake came out of the ground, like the tail of a sickle, and swept towards Wang Zhen.

"It's good to come!"

Wang Zhen jumped up to avoid the sickle, shielded his chest with both hands and stubbornly blocked the blow of the branch, and took advantage of the situation to roll on the ground three times, but a dangerous smile appeared on his face.

Without warning, a sudden ray of ice shot out from the tip of his toe, freezing the head of the sicklesnake.

The sword spat lightly, and the huge, hard scythe tail fell from everything.

"Hey, hey, cut it off for me!"

Wang Zhen slashed with his sickle, the branches and branches suddenly broke, and the huge force shook the leaves flying wildly, and the encirclement built by the dryad was broken in an instant.

In fact, if you rely on this kind of half-flesh and half-bone thing, most of them will not be able to cause much damage to the dryad, even if it is attached to Wang Zhen's high-level and lower-level battle intent at this stage.

However, the scythe tail is just a cover, and what really cuts off the trunk of the tree is the blood attached to it - Wang Zhen relies on blood magic to cover the entire sickle with the blood of the sickle, and then flows along the scythe blade at high speed, forming a "blood bead saw blade" similar to a water jet, imitating the structure of a burst chain saw, even the steel plate will be cut in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Char, who had no idea, also thought that Wang Zhen's battle intent was high enough, and couldn't help but nod secretly, if he could kill this hundred-year-old dryad, he should be able to rank more than ten more.

The dryad has no vocal cords, so naturally it can't make a sound, and as Wang Zhen cuts more and more branches, his attack methods become fewer and fewer, and the scratches on the main trunk become more and more.

After three minutes, all that was left of the dryad was the bare trunk, and the bark from top to bottom was scattered, and cool sap bubbled out of it.

Six minutes later, the trunk of the dryad was finally severed from the roots, and it rumbled into the dense forest, and was bounced several times by the branches of the giant tree on the side, and fell crookedly.

And the roots of the tree burrowed into the ground without a trace.

Wang Zhen didn't care about it anymore, put down the sickle, gently rubbed his right arm, which was a little sore, and directly used the mage's hand to pick up the sap of the shuttle and drank it in a big gulp.

The sap of this dryad is different from the blood of ordinary monsters, not only is it non-toxic and odorless, but also has a unique elegant woody fragrance, in general, it is no different from the general unrefined Suosuo tree in taste, and even has more nutrients and minerals, which is suitable for humans to drink after strenuous exercise.

Wang Zhen sat on the ground and drank three times in a row, then he stretched out his hand and released a meal making technique, and a hamburger four-leaf clover instantly formed in the soil at hand.

The boy once again sighed at the convenience of magic, and then sandwiched the beef and lettuce leaves between two bread leaves, and began to enjoy his first "picnic" on Soul Island.

The huge physical exertion made him eat three times in a row before he was satisfied, and his previous homework told him that when a person is in the dangerous territory of Warcraft, eating too much often means impaired mobility and acute diarrhea.

Then he mixed the sap with the snake's blood, carefully smeared it all over his body, and then slowly stood up.

Just as he was about to take a step, Wang Zhen tilted his head and thought about it, tore off a few leaves of the shuttle tree, glued them into a flat discus shape with adhesion, and got to the broken trunk and slowly took a pot of sap.

Alas, who has left the world without water-making?

After sealing the "Suosuo Leaf Kettle", and roughly judging the position of the sun among the dense leaves, Wang Zhen slowly stood up and swept forward again.

Because he had been beaten down by the Shuttle Dryad when he had flown between the branches before, this time Wang Zhen walked directly on the ground, but the speed was still very fast, much faster than the most agile ape.

Since he didn't have a weapon to take advantage of, whenever he encountered a demonic beast again along the way, Wang Zhen would stop in time and lie dormant between dead branches, under the soil, or even in the depths of tree holes.

The sicklesnake blood on his body exuded a strong fishy smell, coupled with the fragrance of the sap of the Suosuo tree, most of the demonic beasts encountered snorted, and did not take the initiative to look for it carefully.

"You got it right!"

Wang Zhen smiled evilly.