"Okay! Go ahead!" Ning Ze waved his hand and let people go with a smile.
The little man asked worriedly: "You really let me go?"
Ning Ze nodded with a smile on his face.
The little man turned around and flew two meters away. Something felt wrong. When he turned around, a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.
Ning Ze stood not far away from the air and touched the blade with a smile. The smile was weird. Did the distance between the two get closer?
There were hundreds of meters left before, so why were there only 70 meters left this time?
The little dwarf smiled and said, "Brother, I'm really leaving."
Ning Ze waved his hand again, "Let's go, I didn't stop you?"
The little dwarf flew forward two meters worriedly. When he turned around, he saw Ning Ze standing thirty meters behind him, holding up a long sword!
He could kill him directly, but this person still wanted to attack him secretly?
At this moment he almost cried!
"Brother! Please let me go!"
"I, Cole Thatch, swear by the honor of the Thatch family, I promise to kill people seriously in these 30 days! I will never be lazy! You will only get half the points for killing people, and the points will become less and less after multiple rotations. Please let me go! Chapter 1 30I will put my neck on the blade of your sword!"
A grand event like the Battle of Peak Geniuses, this is not just about geniuses and Virtual Universe Company, this is the top level.
Even those who are not selected will have unique significance as long as their performance is outstanding.
For families, you can also rank the younger generation of the family! Choose who will be the future head of the family.
For planets, a race can select potential people and carry out focused training.
Talented members can be selected for some large organizations.
This grand event is enough to change the fate of these star-level little guys. As long as they show their faces for a moment, their future success will not be a dream.
If not, it's just a game in the virtual universe and it's not a real death. This little spaceman can reach the eighth level of the field. No matter how bad his character is, he will not beg for mercy. He really needs such an opportunity.
Ning Ze was also aware of this concept, and put aside his previous thoughts of relaxing, and his attitude became more serious.
"Let's go. If you don't come to me on the 29th day, then I will play with you in the ring battle later."
Hearing this, the little dwarf cosmonaut breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay! I'm really ready to let him go."
"Brother, don't worry, just wait to kill me!"
After saying that, he flew towards the distance without looking back, and this time he did not look back.
Ning Ze watched the spaceman leave, and he also began to think about how to conduct this preliminary election.
In fact, it is also a good choice.
There will definitely be no problem for him to advance. According to past experience, as long as he crosses the legal threshold, he will have a chance to win the first place. If he wants to compete for the first place, there is more than 99.9% probability of getting the first place.
But it makes no sense for him to be ranked first in this kind of qualifying competition. It is just a privilege that does not have to participate in the ring battle.
There are clear rules for the peak talent competition. During the 30-day competition, you cannot withdraw unless you die.
Ning Ze didn't want to die, let alone be killed, so if he chose to fight for first place, he would have to waste 30 days to grab points.
In the qualifiers, 8 billion will enter 1001, and in the arena battle, 100,000 will enter 900. No matter how long the arena battle takes, it cannot be longer than 30 days.
Then, he only needs to choose to advance, and he cannot waste these thirty days, he needs to do something meaningful.
Ning Ze flew downwards. When his vision just covered the entire city, he encouraged his genetic energy and shouted downwards, "Let's fight!"
The gene energy mixed with his voice spread far and wide, and the 8 billion people in this city heard his voice in an instant.
In a dilapidated street, a pile of human corpses are scattered here, and blood is painted on the ground with graffiti.
Loess was flying in the crooked shop, and a dark red figure could be vaguely seen inside.
When Ning Ze's voice spread, the dark red figure in the shop suddenly rose into the sky and flew in the direction of Ning Ze, leaving behind a roar, "Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Ground.
Under a piece of white granite at a depth of five thousand kilometers, bright yellow flames were burning, and a small face could be vaguely seen.
"It's safe here. It's a rare break. I only need to wait until the last three days. I can go out and kill two people and pass the test perfectly. By the way, my father won't find me on the live broadcast if I hide here? He also knows about me. It’s just a number.”
Suddenly, the ground shook slightly and there was a slight sound. 'Come and fight! ''Come and fight! ''Come and fight! '
"laugh!"
"How arrogant!"
"But it's another person who wants to die! 8 billion star level, if only one ten thousandth can pass it, then there are 800,000 star level ninth level. Who dares to sign up and doesn't have two brushes? Who can block a million ? Do you think you are at the cosmic level? Does it make sense to die after yelling twice? Delaying my sleep! "
The bustling downtown area.
The sky-high blue building soared into the sky, pieces of glass were broken, and four figures whose faces could not be seen were shuttled back and forth.
Look at the scope of the various fields that cover the building. Each of them is the existence of the eighth or ninth level of the field. Even if it is not the top ten among the 8 billion people, it must be the top 100 or the top 1,000. As long as the luck is not bad, there is no pre-selection. questionable.
Now that the four of them can meet here early, it can only be said that the height is indeed a good place for a fight.
The decision to board is everyone’s dream!
"Come and fight!"
"Come and fight!"
"Come and fight!"
A sudden sound brought the four people in the battle to an abrupt end.
A seductively beautiful woman with big breasts and fat buttocks said softly: "Three brothers, this man is very arrogant. Do we want to teach him a lesson?"
"Goblin, I think you are planning a sneak attack on us, right? Don't think we didn't notice the poison you put in. Pharmacists are the most insidious!" The speaker was four meters tall, as tall as a hill, and his dark muscles were like black gold. .
"Hahaha." The beautiful woman covered her mouth and snickered, "Now that you have discovered that I was poisoned, have you discovered that you have been poisoned? Die!" As she spoke, she had already raised the scimitar in her hand and rushed over. Next to a thin young man, she found that this man was the weakest after the battle just now.
After hearing the poisoning, the remaining three people also noticed the discomfort in their bodies. The strong man like a hill fled without looking back, leaving only the thin young man who was attacked struggling.
"Poison Girl, don't force me! It's just the beginning, you and I don't have points, don't force me to use my special moves!"
"Hahaha, how can you know if you don't try? Brother, I also want to strive for the first place. Why not deal with an opponent first?"
"Damn you bitches, I wanted to stay in the ring to fight! Phantom Eyes!"
At this moment, the young man who had been fleeing in panic suddenly stabilized his figure.
A look back!
What kind of eyes are those?
As if a river of blood was flowing, gray figures struggled and howled in the blood river, forming a gray whirlpool.
The beautiful woman seemed to have seen the most terrifying thing, and screamed miserably. She bit off her tongue with her own willpower, opened her mouth full of thick blood, and looked at the thin young man with a pair of eyes in fear. , turned out to be an illusionist!
Must be God.
She turned around and ran away without saying a word, and a scimitar slashed across where she was just now.
The thin young man cursed angrily, "Damn! It was almost!"
He chased the woman with fierce eyes, but found that the energy in his body was getting weaker and weaker, and he was poisoned again!
"I hate pharmacists the most! These guys are so dirty." The thin young man had no choice but to give up, but after flying for a while, he felt something was wrong.
"Fuck, why is Yuan Neng still falling? No, I have to detoxify and heal my injuries first. It's too dangerous in a place like this if I don't maintain my own combat power. If I fall down now, I will be eliminated, so be careful first! Poison Girl, you Just wait for me!"
The thin young man flew crookedly towards the ground. Compared with the empty city, it was of course safer to dig holes.
The entire city was now in a state of war, and there were also people who came looking for Ning Ze after hearing his voice.
However, in this kind of environment, not many people can get through smoothly, and most of them are intercepted by sneak attacks on the way.
But even if there weren't many people coming, there were still a hundred thousand.
The sky was densely packed with human figures, and the criss-crossing telepathy weapons looked like shooting stars. This was the largest battle group in the city.
In the center of the battle group, Ning Ze slashed with his sword. The cold white sword light directly scattered the telepathy weapons in the trajectory and struck a red-skinned cosmonaut.
"No!" An unwilling roar signified that his genius battle was over.
"Dry!"
After killing one person, the sword light continued to fly forward with undiminished power. The spiritual master who was originally fighting had an arm cut off and cursed in his mouth.
Looking at the chaotic battle group around him, he felt a little regretful in his heart. He still had to change his temper. He just couldn't tolerate provocation. Who would have thought that Ning Ze would be so strong? One of his arms was cut off before he could reach him.
None of the people surrounding Ning Ze were weaker than him. How could he survive in this environment?
Just as he thought about retreating, a golden thread flashed in his eyes. The next second, his consciousness disappeared. Before he died, he had a thought, 'Fuck, he was sneak attacked! '
The battle continues.
More than 100,000 people fought in one group, and about 10,000 people were besieging Ningze. Soon, only 30,000 of the 100,000 people were left.
'No, he is too strong. He was attacked by so many people without being hurt. He must be a genius who has crossed the threshold of the law. I didn't think about the siege from the beginning. I only survived until now because I was careful to dodge. If I was targeted, I would definitely die. The ancestor said that my level can surpass the qualifiers. I can't die in this place. I have to leave. '
'kill! kill! kill! happy! Hahaha! I haven’t been this happy for a long time! Come to me! '
'My level of strength is weak. I can only fish in troubled waters. If I work hard, I might have a chance to be promoted. Kill me! '
"Fuck! Let me leave! I want to go out, why are there idiots here!"
"Give me your points!"
"I will be the ultimate winner!"
"Mangshan Shield!"
chaos!
too messy!
Originally, the 8 billion people were in chaos in the first few days. Coupled with Ning Ze's arrogant shouting, dozens of people fell every second in this area, and falling meant death. The number of deaths every second around the world reaches tens of thousands!
Above the sky, above the barrier that Ning Ze touched just now, sightseeing spaceships slowly passed by.
In one of the single rooms of the spaceship, there were Luo Feng's family and Ning Ze's family. They were together because the children of the two families were almost the same age and clamored to be together.
The bloody fights taking place in cities on the continent below. You can also 'zoom in' to clearly see the appearance of each of the war participants on the continent below. Of course, if the other party is hiding in a building, they cannot be seen.
If you know the opponent's number, you can also lock a certain person's battle scene and ranking.
At this moment, Ning Chen pretended to be a little adult and said proudly to the two children of Luo Feng's family: "Look, my dad is great, right? It's okay for so many people to besiege him."
Luo Ping had a calmer personality and nodded in agreement. He watched Ning Ze's battle below (you can slow down the clip for children). Every blow could kill an opponent. The besieged people were dropped like dumplings, but Ning Ze was not affected at all. No harm.
Luo Hai bit his lip, turned around and asked, "Mom, dad's ranking keeps falling. Why doesn't dad want to kill the enemy like Uncle Ning?"
"What do you know? This is called retaining strength." Luo Ping said.
Luo Hai's eyes widened, "Who is daddy's opponent below? Do you still need to retain your strength?"
Ning Chen was unhappy when he heard this, "My father is even more powerful!"
"My dad is even more powerful!" Luo Hai didn't dare to show weakness.
The two little guys started arguing in the single room. Children always argue about whose father is more powerful.
A group of adults only felt funny when they saw this. Ning Ze and Luo Feng are both geniuses on earth. Sooner or later, if one of these three children can see the backs of Ning Ze and Luo Feng, it will be considered a success. Each of them can act as their Idol, this dispute is meaningless.
In a separate space opened up in the virtual universe, there are noble beings here, each of them is an immortal god. Of course, they will not sit in the spaceship like the domain lord.
"What a bunch of immature little guys."
"This little guy from World No. 23 is pretty good. He actually dares to provoke so many people at the same time. His swordsmanship and body skills are both good. What's even more rare is that he defeated these opponents with just his domain."
"Oh? Really? It's indeed good. I think the traces of his actions seem to have the shadow of the law of space and the law of wind."
"You must have misunderstood. If his swordsmanship is so outstanding, he must have a master. His teacher should have told him how to practice. If he practices the law of space and the law of wind, he must give up one of them in the future."
In an independent space, Feng Yanhou also came here.
As Ning Ze's disciple of Fu Chenhou, the teacher naturally wanted to know how his disciple was doing, so Rong Yanhou was sent to investigate.
At this time, Rong Yanhou reached out and pinched his chin and observed carefully, "This kid killed all the weak ones. This is to eliminate the weak ones, leaving only the strong ones to surround him and use the genius battle to hone his skills. He is arrogant enough, but also arrogant. In terms of ability, no one of the people below is his opponent, but many of them are pretty good. If he continues to fight, this kid will be in danger."
"Huh? No! Why do I feel that this boy's swordsmanship is getting sharper and sharper? He is not studying the nature of the law, but turning to swordsmanship? Doesn't the master say that he should study the secret method seriously first, and wait until he reaches a certain level in the future? Create your own secret method?"
"I always feel like this guy's sword moves are a little off-kilter. He's a good warrior, but why is he so biased towards the attack method of a spiritual master?"
"Although there are now genetic energy and mental power, and you can control two weapons at the same time to attack, but when you use two weapons at the same time, the power of the law of mental influence will be weakened, and the attack of two weapons will not be as good as one. In this way There’s no point in doing it.”
"Even in the realm lord period, when the mental power and genetic energy are combined, there is only the power of the world. The power of the world that everyone can control has a limit. This kind of weakening is even more serious, not only the law of one's own spiritual influence has to be halved , the power of the world will also be halved, and the power will even differ ten times!"
"Hey, the apprentice that Master accepted this time is really worrying. I have to have a good talk with this guy next time we meet! Speaking of which, why did Master remember to accept a disciple? The last time he accepted a disciple was hundreds of millions of years ago... …”
