Chapter Ninety-Nine: 191907
"Welcome to the First Heavy of the Tower of Trials!"
A burst of white light flashed, and when he opened his eyes again, Zhou Linjia found himself in an empty clearing, and the familiar electronic sound sounded in his ears.
"Who are you?"
Zhou Linjia looked around and asked loudly.
"Please choose your weapon."
The cold electronic voice sounded again, but it did not answer Zhou Linjia's question.
At the same time, phantoms appeared in front of Zhou Linjia's eyes.
They are a variety of weapons such as knives, guns, clubs, etc.
Only then did Zhou Linjia realize that the Tang Dao in his hand did not come in with him, and he couldn't even open the system space.
His heart sank and he said:
"I choose Tang Dao!"
Although he didn't know what this so-called trial tower was going to do, since he wanted to choose a weapon, he would definitely choose the one he was most familiar with.
As his words fell, a standard Tang knife slowly appeared in front of his eyes.
Zhou Linjia stretched out his hand to hold it.
The electronic sound sounded again.
"This trial will start in ten seconds, please get ready!"
So fast!
Zhou Linjia squinted slightly, looking around vigilantly.
“10,9......3,2,1!”
As the countdown ended, a humanoid phantom slowly formed ten meters in front of him.
"Who are you?"
Zhou Linjia asked out loud.
The phantom couldn't see his face clearly, holding a Tang knife that was exactly the same as Zhou Linjia, he didn't respond, but killed him directly.
Swish!
The phantom figure flashed, spanning a distance of ten meters, and appeared in front of Zhou Linjia out of thin air.
Zhou Linjia's eyes narrowed slightly, and with a step, his body moved a few meters to the right, dodging the phantom's slash.
"So fast!"
Zhou Linjia was slightly shocked in his heart, in terms of speed alone, this phantom was faster than all the enemies he had encountered before, even compared to him.
You must know that Zhou Linjia's physical fitness has now reached one hundred points, even if he is a second-order ability, it is only fifty points to exert his full strength, I don't know what kind of phantom can be comparable to him?
Just as he was thinking this, the phantom attack struck again.
"Do you treat me like a soft persimmon?"
Zhou Linjia snorted coldly, turned his right hand, and slashed at the Tang knife.
The blades intersected, and there was a clang, causing sparks.
Zhou Linjia's figure burst back a few steps, and suddenly burst out laughing.
Carefree!
Since the end of the world, he has mostly ended his battles with crushing momentum, and there have been few moments of parity.
"Come again!"
Zhou Linjia stepped on his feet and took the initiative to attack, he did not use the feather knife, nor did he use his divine steps, but relied on his physical instinct to fight.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
The collisions again and again made Zhou Linjia's palms numb, but the battle intent in his eyes became stronger and stronger.
In contrast to him, the phantom's eyes were calm as water, as if the battle in front of him was not ordinary.
This made Zhou Linjia a little unhappy.
The feather knife was unleashed, and the sword technique suddenly became much sharper, and the combat power soared, and it only took three moves to successfully cut off the phantom's head.
The phantom had no substance, and after the head fell, the figure slowly dissipated, and the blood mist in the sky disappeared, and at the same time, the weapon in Zhou Linjia's palm also disappeared.
Zhou Linjia looked at the empty hall and waited for the electronic sound to sound.
"The trial is successful, it lasts eight minutes and twenty-one seconds, you can choose to leave or go to the second trial!"
At the same time as the electronic sound started, a light gate appeared behind Zhou Linjia, and an upward step appeared in front of him.
Zhou Linjia didn't think about it, and stepped on the steps directly.
As his footsteps fell, the white light enveloped him again, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already in a much larger space.
It's a big space, but it's still empty.
"The second round of trials will take place in half an hour, please be ready!"
And a second round?
Zhou Linjia sat cross-legged and recovered his strength.
Although he didn't put much effort into it just now, he expected the second round to be more difficult to deal with than the first, so it was better to be cautious.
Half an hour later, Zhou Linjia opened her eyes.
"Please choose your weapon."
"Tang Dao!"
As Zhou Linjia grasped the weapon, ten identical phantoms suddenly appeared around him.
it!
The corners of Zhou Linjia's eyes twitched, and the hand holding the knife couldn't help but tremble.
A dozen ten?
And ten people of the same physical strength as him.
Who can withstand this!
Zhou Linjia no longer kept his hands, and the feather knife divine steps were all unfolded.
"Kill!"
Ten phantoms came at him at the same time.
Zhou Linjia's body is agile, flashing and moving in the light of the knife, and the Tang knife in his hand can take away a life every time he slashes out.
"Humph!"
He dodged the Phantom's attack and leapt into the air with his strength, looking down condescendingly at the remaining five Phantoms.
Martial arts greatly improved the battle, and with the blessing of the Shenxing Step and the Feather Cloak Sword, he dealt with the remaining phantoms one by one.
Burst!
Zhou Linjia was slightly short, and the Tang knife stabbed into the phantom's chin from the bottom to the top, and then picked it hard, directly splitting his head.
The blood mist sprayed in the sky and quickly dissipated.
Zhou Linjia was once again the only one left on the empty platform.
"The trial is successful, it lasts three minutes and twelve seconds, you can choose to leave or go to the third trial!"
Compared with the first weight, Zhou Linjia took even less time.
Look at the steps that appear in front of you.
He stepped on it with a high fighting intent in his eyes!
Come on, I'm going to see what your third trial is!
"The third trial will take place in two hours, please be ready!"
This time I was given a full two hours of rest.
"Please choose your weapon."
"Tang Dao!"
Zhou Linjia looked at the dense shadows around her body, and suddenly felt that her scalp was numb.
A hundred?
It's impossible!
Ten minutes later, Zhou Linjia fell to the ground with all his strength, watching the Tang knife in the phantom's hand cut down, cutting himself in two.
He was shocked, and when he opened his eyes again, there was nothing else around him.
At this time, the electronic sound echoed in the ears -
"The third trial failed, your score this time is: 3300 points, ranking eighth in the region, please keep up the good work!"
3300 points?
Zhou Linjia did the math in his heart, the first two times he killed eleven phantoms, and the third time he killed twenty-two phantoms after killing twenty-two phantoms, which means that the score for each phantom killed is 100 points.
But what's the use of this score?
What does it mean to be ranked 8th in the region?
"Can I see the leaderboard?"
Zhou Linjia was very curious about who the seven people in front of him were.
Soon a list appeared before his eyes.
1st place: Long Fei Score: 41100 Time to clear the game: 2 minutes and 21 seconds
Second place: Zhuge Tao Score: 21100 Time to clear the game: 5 minutes 03 seconds
3rd place: Ki
g Score: 11100 Cleared time: 7 minutes and 55 seconds
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8th place: numbered 191907 score: 3300 points Time to clear the game: 11 minutes and 33 seconds