40,000 Years of Cultivation

"Huh! Huh! Huh!"

In the fragmented world "Yellow Wind Ridge", thousands of crystal eyes hidden everywhere are all opened, and every corner is clearly photographed.

The noisy campus on weekdays became silent.

All of them log on to the Great Wilderness Battle.net and watch the live broadcast through Crystal Brain.

"Hurry up, hurry up, the game is about to start, 1 vs. 2000, it's absolutely ravaged, abused, and beaten!"

In the dormitory, in the classroom, in front of the cafeteria, and on the playground, students gathered in twos and threes, with their heads together, waiting for the start of the game with bated breath.

In the martial arts auditorium, two hundred strongest fighters of the martial arts team, led by Hua Tianxiong, the president of the Tekken Club, and Xu Ge, the master of the Chaos Blade Hall, watched the little brothers' confrontation together.

After the confrontation of the new students is over, it is their old students' contest.

"I hope that the freshmen of Luanbengtang will be stronger this year. Don't be completely overwhelmed by our Iron Fist Association before they lasted for five hours like last year. It's really boring."

Hua Tianxiong rubbed his fist and said slowly.

Xu Ge sneered, and the weapon blade on his waist trembled slightly, and replied unwillingly:

"Our freshman, Zhao Tianchong, is on the rookie list, but the freshman Lu Tieshan who has been pressing down on your Iron Fist Club. This year, it must be you!"

The last three minutes.

Two thousand contestants from the Iron Fist Club and the Ranbn Hall, respectively, appeared in the base camps on both sides of Huangfengling through the large teleportation array.

In accordance with the rules of the game, members of the Rendezvous Hall can only use the mass-produced chain saw swords and concussive war knives on the designated list for melee weapons.

However, members of the Iron Fist Society can only use the most common 1,300 kinds of spiritual patterns, and may not use the powerful secret patterns.

In addition, contestants are not allowed to wear their own armor, and can only wear the gray soft armor provided by the school.

Regardless of the appearance of this soft armor, it is a fine piece of defensive magic weapon, and it is of great value. It can release a powerful psychic shield at a critical moment, greatly weakening the enemy's attack power.

When the opponent's attack intensity does not exceed the full blow of the high-level cultivator during the refining period, this soft armor can reduce the attack power to one-third.

Its function is equivalent to the pink gel sprayed by the pouch beast in the extreme challenge, protecting the safety of the participants.

But it is more concealed and convenient, and there is no need to have a pouch beast flying around above your head, not to mention that the pouch beast will lose its protection after an accident.

However, although the attack power will be weakened, the induction rune array on the soft armor will still calculate all the damage values ​​it should bring.

When the damage value reaches a certain level, the soft armor will automatically release different degrees of electric current, representing different degrees of damage.

If it is "irreversible continuous damage", the current will continue forever.

The strongest current can even stun the contestant directly, which means that he was killed by a spike!

Before the game, the last two minutes.

In the VIP room, four strong pill formation and dozens of foundation builders stared with interest at hundreds of light curtains that were constantly flashing.

Especially when Crystal Eyes swept through the two thousand new students with murderous spirits and Ranbiantang and Iron Fist, it attracted a series of admiration.

"The quality of the freshmen in the martial arts department this year is very good, comparable to those of Peng Hai and Ding Lingdang!"

Long Wenhui, the deputy leader of the Hundred War Blade League, killed the demon king Bieu's pill formation powerhouse in Qingze City. At this moment, he was completely murderous, and his astonishing cultivation base was sealed tightly, just like a chubby middleman. The young businessman smiled at a shriveled old man next to him, and continued, “The new-born Lu Tieshan led by the Iron Fist Society seems to be from the magic fist sect, right? Old Bai, congratulations, in my eyes, if this kid is It's not dead after ten years, and the foundation must be built!"

The shriveled little old man is the elder of the magic fist door, the white wood **** who is strong in alchemy!

When Lu Tieshan's father was still alive, he was his favorite direct disciple. After Lu Tieshan's loss of his father, he followed the God of Bai Mu to practice and grow up. In the eyes of God Bai Mu, he was treated as a grandson.

Today was the most important battle for Lu Tieshan after he entered the university. The **** Bai Mu came to watch the battle, but he did not disappoint.

Although the game hasn't started yet, it can be seen from the subtle movements of Lu Tieshan that his strength has improved by leaps and bounds. Compared with the youthful and immature one year ago, there has been a radical change.

But what made Bai Mu Shen most gratified was Lu Tieshan's dominance ability.

The nine hundred and ninety-nine iron fist club freshmen under his command, ordered and banned, and the laws were strict, just like a real army.

This kind of commanding power is something more rare than combat power.

God Bai Mu didn't hide the smile in his eyes, but said in his mouth:

"Student Zhao Tianchong of Luanjiantang is also one of the best cultivating geniuses. I don't think it will take ten years to become an outstanding swordsman!"

"Zhao Tianchong is not bad, but his parents are both casual cultivators, and it is estimated that he will also embark on the road of casual cultivating in the future. Even if he wants to join the cultivating sect, he is the purest sword cultivator, and it is estimated that he would not choose the Hundred War Sword Alliance!"

Long Wenhui sighed and smiled again, "However, I am here today not only for Zhao Tianchong, but also for a new student, which is also very interesting. That is Li Yao, Bai Lao, who is on behalf of the Refining Department. You can pay attention to it later."

"I have also heard the name Li Yao. It is said that he is one of the three best players among the freshmen this year. He was very crazy in the Battle of Qingze City. He not only carried a six-barreled revolving bomber, but also carried ten. Sky thunder and earth fire walked up and down, and finally killed a six-armed snake demon. It is indeed very powerful!"

"However, I have watched his battle video. He is a powerful refiner who is good at modifying and manipulating heavy magic weapons."

"In urban operations with logistical supplies, there are teammates to support them. These are all advantages."

"But now, he can only carry the magic weapon of a backpack, without any supplies, or in the jungle swamp, surrounded by two thousand people, can he still fly to the sky?"

Shen Bai Mu said disapprovingly.

He is the most traditional body refiner and only believes in the power of his fists. Although he has watched Li Yao's fighting videos, he doesn't appreciate this kind of battle mode that focuses too much on magic weapons, and he doesn't take it seriously.

Long Wenhui smiled slightly:

"Can you fly to the sky? Let alone, at least the appearance of Li Yao has added a little bit to the dull competition for more than 20 years. I believe this year's competition will be very exciting, ah, there are only ten seconds. It's about to start."

The last ten seconds before the start of the game.

Through a small teleportation array, Li Yao entered the fragmented world "Huangfengling"!

"Look, Li Yao has appeared!"

The three crystal eyes turned to Li Yao at the same time, and all the light curtains switched to his side faces from different angles in an instant. Tens of thousands of people on campus stared at him, not letting go of every subtle expression on his face. , I want to see some clues from his expression.

But everyone was disappointed.

Li Yao was wearing a grass-green jungle camouflage uniform, and his face was painted yellow and green, and he couldn't even distinguish his eyes from his nose, let alone his expression.

The only thing that can identify him is the weird magic weapon worn on his left ear. Now many people know that this thing is called a monster detector, which is a type of reconnaissance magic weapon created by Li Yao.

"What is he doing with the monster detector?"

Although there are some monsters in Huangfengling, they are all of the "non-influenced" level. For the cultivator, they are all terracotta dogs, which can be easily killed without any defense at all.

In addition to the monster detector, Li Yao is carrying a bulging military standard jungle rucksack, a short machete slung around his waist, and a neat and clean jungle combat outfit. He did not carry it in Qingze. The six-barreled revolving bomber and the sky-thunder-land fire that impressed everyone in the city.

"Li Yao's abilities are all in heavy magic weapons. This time he can't use the six-barreled revolving bombardment gun and the thunder and ground fire. He will have no choice but to be killed if he is killed!"

Quite a few people said it categorically.

Li Yao concentrated all his attention, grabbing the last few seconds to bounce around, move his joints, and stretch every muscle to its limit.

Now, he is at the southernmost tip of Huangfengling.

Behind him is the base camp of the Iron Fist Club.

A thousand sturdy men with a height of eight feet and a waist circumference of eight feet are staring at the back of his head.

Li Yao couldn't help but glanced back, but saw countless muscular men embracing his arms and smiling at him.

"Student Li Yao, we all admire your spirit and courage very much, but this game is a battle of honour for the Tekken Club. We will never show mercy. We will treat you as a real evil master and spy without hesitation. Kill!"

There was a rough roar from the base camp of the Tekken Club.

Li Yao curled his mouth and cast his gaze to the misty jungle again.

According to the rules of the game, he will set off ten minutes earlier than the 1,000 contestants of the Iron Fist, passing through the plains, jungles and canyons, and then through the base camp of the chaotic hall to reach the Spark Alliance meeting point at the northernmost point of the map.

The straight-line distance between the starting point and the ending point is 20.5 kilometers.

"Five...Four...Three...Two...One...Thunder Cup freshman faculty competition, start!"

With the prompt sound from the sky, behind Li Yao, the fierce men of the Iron Fist Club made a louder noise.

Li Yao turned a deaf ear, took a deep breath, bent his legs slightly, and rushed out quickly!

His posture is very weird. It looks like a centipede that is frightened and flees in a hurry, and it is like a poisonous snake that swims quietly towards the prey. Every time he takes a step, all the joints of his body are twisting, which makes people indistinguishable. Know whether he is attacking or fleeing.

The speed is incredibly fast, passing through a two-kilometer plain and plunged into the jungle in an instant.

Ten minutes passed quickly.

"Let's go, don't conflict with Ranblade Hall, find Li Yao as soon as possible, get rid of him, and grab Yujian!"

The one thousand angry men of the Tekken Club roared wildly, fanning out like a thousand tigers descending from the mountain and rushing to the jungle!