Mystic God-level Emperor System

The eyes of everyone looking at Su Linghai gradually became weird.

Some people couldn't help but gloat about their misfortune.

Su Linghai was originally very handsome, but now that he looked like this, even Su Han found it difficult to recognize him at first.

His entire face was beaten into a pig's head.

Wuyangyang's eyes were swollen, and he could only narrow them open a crack when he tried to open them.

puff!

A mouthful of blood spat out from Su Linghai's mouth, and he bared his teeth and said, "Don't go in, the test in this second room is completely cheating.

Besides looking exactly like me, how else is that guy like me? His strength is stronger than mine, his energy is richer than mine, and his awareness of tactics is ten times better than mine! ! "

Huang Ze frowned slightly and looked towards Ao Jing and others.

Ao Jing smiled, "What you see is the limit of what you can achieve. If you think his power is stronger than yours, that means you can't really mobilize all your power.

If you feel that his Gang Qi is stronger than yours, that's because when you use your martial arts, you can't make the best use of it and inadvertently waste a lot of Gang Qi.

The awareness of tactics is ten times stronger than yours, which only means that your current awareness of tactics is only one-tenth of what it is now! "

"good."

Lu Yuan nodded slightly, "Many people came to this conclusion after entering the second room.

The hardest thing to defeat is not others, but yourself. "

Su Linghai was a little unconvinced, but her eyes gradually calmed down and she pondered the details just now.

"interesting."

Su Han looked towards the second room. This gray space gradually made him curious.

"Let me try."

Arasawa suddenly spoke, and then walked into the gray space.

About ten breaths passed.

He flew out of the room in a panic and landed heavily on the ground.

Compared to Su Linghai, he was not as embarrassed, at least the injuries on his face were relatively minor.

There was a hint of astonishment in Arasawa's eyes, as if he had seen an unbelievable scene.

"Some people say that this second level is even more difficult than the first level. Even the strong Emperor of Heaven may fail if he enters this level."

Ao Jing said.

"It's all talk but no practice. Why don't you holy land warriors go in and take a look?"

Su Linghai snorted coldly.

Ao Jing glanced at him, as if to give Su Han face, and walked slowly into the second room without arguing with Su Linghai.

More than ten breaths passed in the blink of an eye, and Ao Jing was still not defeated.

Su Linghai's face turned a little livid.

Being able to hold on for more than ten breaths shows that Ao Jing is at least better than him in terms of combat awareness.

After about twenty breaths, Ao Jing fell out of the second room, his steps staggering a little, and his energy and blood surged.

"With the same cultivation, the same strength, and the same means, even a Holy Land genius like Ao Jing can only hold on for more than twenty breaths. The test in this room is indeed interesting.

If you can defeat the opponent, wouldn't it prove that your combat awareness has reached the limit of what you can achieve? Is this the purpose of this second test? "

Su Han's eyes showed a hint of contemplation.

Lu Yuan followed Ao Jing into the second room.

He also sustained it for more than twenty breaths.

A look of solemnity appeared in Arasawa's eyes.

The genius of the Holy Land should not be underestimated.

The other party's ability to last more than twenty breaths means that if the other party has the same life value as him, then he is no match for him!

The martial masters present went to the second room one after another. Basically, the supreme-level geniuses, such as Zhou Zheng, Sun Zelin, Duanmu Lingque and others, can sustain more than ten breaths.

The strong ones are close to twenty breaths, but no one can be like Ao Jing and the other three. With more than twenty breaths, they can judge the level of their fighting skills.

As for ordinary Martial Lords, most of them are like Su Linghai. The limit is how long they can hold on for a few breaths. The Martial Lord who stepped into the second room for the first time had a strange look on his face after he came out.

I was very surprised by the power of this second room.

"Brother Lin, you are walking, don't you plan to go in and take a look?"

The one from the Holy Land of Immortals looked at Su Han and smiled.

Everyone's eyes fell on Su Han, with a hint of curiosity in their eyes. I wonder how long Su Han can sustain walking at this level?

If Su Han could only hold on for a few breaths, or more than a dozen breaths, then he would be inferior to Ao Jing and others in terms of combat awareness.

"I think so too."

Su Han smiled and walked into the gray space under everyone's gaze.

As soon as I set foot in this area, the surrounding scene suddenly changed drastically.

The door behind him has disappeared, and the space is no longer gray, but has turned into a bright and spacious hall.

The next moment, a few feet away from Su Han, a gray mist instantly condensed and turned into a person exactly like Su Han.

As soon as the other party appeared, he immediately moved.

"What a speed!"

Purple light flashed in Su Han's eyes, and the Purple Devil Eyes had the first level of insight, instantly doubling the perception of all the movements around him.

But the other party's eyes also flashed with purple light!

There was thunder everywhere.

Big Thunder Sound Fist!

This punch was not from Su Han. Su Han moved on the spot, and a deep, charred pit suddenly appeared where he was standing before.

With a thought in his mind, Su Han used the Treading Step, and at the same time used the Fangtian Painted Halberd.

Thunder Halberd Technique!

Fang Tian's painted halberd carried majestic thunder energy, and it struck the opponent instantly at extremely fast speeds.

However, what Su Han hit was just an afterimage.

Su Han didn't hesitate at all, moved again, and an offensive forcefully passed through his cheek.

If he hadn't reacted just now, the attack just now would have been aimed at the back of his head.

"His speed is obviously faster than mine. It seems that my use of the blood of the blood prince has not reached its extreme yet, so my speed should be faster."

Thinking of this, Su Han completely eliminated all distracting thoughts in his mind and focused all his attention on the battle.

This opponent is extraordinary. If there is even the slightest mistake, he will be defeated directly!

In fact, Su Han was already at a disadvantage from the beginning of the fight.

After dozens of more breaths, Su Han gradually felt a little tired.

The other party's use and timing of the Purple Demon Eyes were better than his.

When the opponent used eighth-level martial arts skills such as Thunder Dragon Slash, Taiyi Sword Technique, Treading the Void Step, and Lion Green Lotus Seal, he obviously used less Gang Qi to exert greater power.

At the same time, this 'Facially Paralyzed Su Han' would occasionally throw his Yuan Shen flying knife in the gaps between his attacks.

Su Han could only constantly predict and use the Yuan Shen Flying Knife to cancel each other out.

Since coming to Fengyun Jiuzhou, Su Han felt great pressure for the first time from an 'opponent' with the same cultivation level.

'Facial Paralysis Su Han''s attacks are always faster than Su Han's, and Su Han's attacks are always evaded by his prediction.

In just a short period of time, the two exchanged hundreds of moves. Among them, Su Han even made a mistake in the timing of one or two moves, causing him to almost be defeated on the spot.

But the other party didn't show any flaws at all. Out of hundreds of moves, every move was just right.

"Can a person's awareness of warfare really be refined to the level of a robot? But even robots can make mistakes. The test in this second room is simply insurmountable..." A strange thought came from Su Han's heart. rise.