Reaching the top of the world: I'm really not a genius

Chapter 47 47 Transfiguration! 【Flame King Form】!Arrogant and domineering, rampant young man!
As soon as the words fell, Qian Nanhua grew two demon-like horns on his head, and his skin turned gray.

Black smoke curled up around Qian Nanhua's body, the whites of his eyes disappeared, his eyes were pitch black, and his appearance was creepy.

That's why he is called "Demon Knife".

After completing the transformation, Qian Nanhua rushed up confidently and directly fought Lin Zhengliu.

Previous actual combat records show that after his transformation, he has never been defeated!

Besides...

With a height of [-] meters after transformation, overlooking Lin Zhengliu, it was like an adult watching a child.

That exaggerated giant scimitar appeared to be of normal size only in Qian Nanhua's hands now, and when he swung it at will, it brought gusts of wind.

Xu Qing, who was watching the battle intensively, frowned, and said worriedly: "I remember that every time Qian Nanhua transforms, he can defeat powerful enemies."

"Shall we make a move?"

Qian Nanhua earned his name thanks to his solid record and unique fighting style.

Yan Linglong next to her folded her arms around her chest and shook her head: "There is indeed an improvement, but not as much as expected. It's only about [-]% stronger?"

"rest assured."

"This level is a sure win."

Just as the girl said, facing Qian Nanhua, who turned into a demon and looked quite powerful, Lin Zhengliu calmly killed him with a knife.

After seeing Qian Nanhua's ability library once, Lin Zhengliu had a thorough understanding of the essence of this "transformation".

Transform?

He has become lonely!

The appearance is quite cool and majestic, but it is actually useless.

In terms of personal strength, it has improved a little.

The combat power fluctuates around 20.00%, but it is only a temporary increase after countless spiritual hints, and it cannot reverse the gap in combat power between the two.

The straight-blade Tang Hengdao collided passionately with the giant machete, cutting out countless sparks!

The slight scorched smell also diffused along with the splashing sparks.

Clang!Clang!Clang! ...

During the fierce battle, Qian Nanhua found sadly that he could no longer despise others in terms of sword skills.

He is very capable, seeing through every move and every style of his own!Lightly using the least spiritual energy and strength, and using the most efficient means, he resolved every round of his offensive!
The truth is...

Lin Zhengliu has been suppressing his strength, teasing himself!
Swish!
Swish!
After acquiring [Acquired Divine Power], Lin Zhengliu would no longer easily lose his balance by waving [Star].

Now, having mastered [Sword Technique (Basic)], he can wield a long knife like an arm and a finger.

Then use 【Star】to face the enemy, it becomes much smoother and smoother.

Every time Lin Zhengliu swung his knife, he felt that even the resistance of the air seemed to be reduced, and he had a clear understanding similar to "the enemy has eighteen ways to cut".

"Damn it! What hole cards are you hiding? It's like this from the beginning, isn't it good! I promise to break the banner and go straight out!"

The last sense of superiority deep in Qian Nanhua's heart was also dissipated by Lin Zhengliu's beheading, blowing away in the wind and rain.

He just wants to leave this sad place as soon as possible.

If the fight continues like this, even if the insurance company pays, it is impossible to fully reimburse the maintenance cost of the scimitar!

"Transformation...【Flame King Form】!"

Lin Zhengliu casually babbled about a name.

Rumble!
The air expands and bursts!

Surrounded by purple flames, it turned into a three-meter-high figure in the shape of flames, covering Lin Zhengliu's body, adding a vain battle effect, and then...

Cut out!

The heat wave surged.

The flames raged!

Clang!
With a crisp sound, Qian Nanhua, who lost his physical and psychological advantages, was struck flying with the scimitar in his hand.

Seeing this, Xu Qing was filled with joy, even happier than when he defeated the enemy himself, his face was flushed with excitement: "The trick of fighting for flow is so cool!"

The [Flame King Form] that Lin Zhengliu tossed and tossed out, although it has only a shape and a golden appearance, but...

It should be said or not, but in terms of fashion value, there is no way to find a loophole to belittle it.

Yan Linglong put her hand on her forehead, her face full of helplessness: "Just be happy."

The girl murmured in a low voice: "At least, that crazy woman is right about this point."

"[Transformation] is indeed the romance of a transcendent..."

Compared with before, Lin Zhengliu won this time faster, more simply, without any sloppiness.

Qian Nanhua learned without a teacher and mastered the essence of French military salute.

Qian Nanhua, who got up from the ground, raised his hands and wrote "pain" directly on his face: "Oh, what are you doing!"

"My favorite knife! You died so badly!"

The giant scimitar lying quietly on the ground was transformed into the shape of a sawtooth sickle by Lin Zhengliu's enthusiasm.

To be honest, the sickle does match Qian Nanhua's demonic posture better.

only……

pain!
It hurts so much!
Every cent of the money used to repair the weapon was originally used as lucky money to buy wine!

Thinking of this, Qian Nanhua felt that he had even forgotten how to breathe.

He stared at Lin Zhengliu angrily: "You have done all kinds of bad things! I hate you!"

Lin Zhengliu replied calmly: "Don't be so naive, this is helping you quit drinking."

"???"

Qian Nanhua's face was full of question marks, and he quickly reacted: "Who is it? That little bastard Qian Yanwu! Isn't he? I'll beat him to death when I get back!"

What he drank was not ordinary wine, but a special drink called [Drunk Life].

【Zuisheng】This is the flagship product of the Giant Whale Company. It has the effect of relieving stress and can make the user feel slightly euphoric. It does not have chemical addiction, it will cause psychological dependence, and the price is high.

Another disadvantage of it is that it is not beneficial to practice, and it will even dissipate the spiritual energy in the drinker's body, which will slow down the practice speed of the extraordinary fundamental method.

Ever since Wang Yunhe fell insane on Changhe Street and was brought to justice for killing innocent people indiscriminately, the Giant Whale Company declared bankruptcy and was divided up by various forces.

What's interesting is that the production line of [Zuisheng] is still operating normally, and the supply has not been cut off, but its price has not dropped but has risen.

After this fight, after returning home, Qian Nanhua's small coffers will be completely drained, and he will be forced to abstain from alcohol for at least half a year!

In other words, before the end of the national examination, he can only drink some bland ordinary wine to quench his hunger...

Lin Zhengliu glanced at him, and said in a calm tone: "First, you two cousins ​​are quite talented, but you are one step ahead, step by step."

"After this mock exam, you may not be Qian Yanwu's opponent."

"Second, your parents gave me 10 yuan and asked me to help you."

Qian Nanhua's eyes widened: "20! Fuck! You should have said it earlier! If I had known, I would have transferred [-] to you directly! Let's cooperate and play a fake match!"

Lin Zhengliu smiled, and said to himself: "Third, I didn't attack you for money."

Mainly because of the two abilities on [Devil Knife].

Hearing Lin Zhengliu's outrageous speech, the cursing words had already reached Qian Nanhua's mouth, but after he chewed them into pieces, he choked them back from his throat.

It's right to think about it...

10 yuan can invite a recognized Tianjiao to make a move, and Tianjiao is too cheap...

What's more, the person in front of him is the famous [[-] million yuan Tianjiao], he is not short of money at all!
"I understand!" Qian Nanhua's eyes flashed.

In the end, Lin Zhengliu attacked him for the same reason as he forged the foundation of swordsmanship for his cousin Qian Yanwu - Lin Zhengliu is kind-hearted and powerful, and he couldn't bear to waste this great talent by himself!
The more Qian Nanhua thought about it, the more he felt that his inference was reasonable, smooth and logical!

"..."

Lin Zhengliu saw this person's expression, and he knew that the other person had fallen into a certain state of brain power.

He simply cut off the floating flag behind Qian Nanhua with a single blow, ending Qian Nanhua's tormented mock exam trip.

Defeat the enemy with a knife and win with [False Transformation].

In this way, the activation conditions of [Re-engraving] are naturally met!

[Re-engraving] The process was extremely smooth, just like in the past, no need to repeat.

Lin Zhengliu successfully obtained a magical ability of the transformation department.

——【Transfiguration (Basic)】: Target individuals whose life energy level is lower than their own or have lost their resistance, and can transform them into small animals with a height of no more than 2.5 meters in a short period of time.

That's right!The essence of Qian Nanhua's so-called "devil form" is to turn himself into a "little animal".

Lin Zhengliu, who has read a lot of books, knows that if the skill reaches the [Advanced] and [Advanced] levels, it can have a forceful, long-term, and large-scale deformation effect, and the conditions for using it will not be so harsh.

[Devil Knife] Qian Nanhua, like his cousin [Qing Shi Yu Jian] Qian Yanwu, is quite an interesting person.

Qian Nanhua has a big brain hole, and never uses the transformation technique on others, but crosses the limit and uses it for himself, and enters the false transformation form called "devil posture" in battle, so as to cause a mental shock to the enemy , and at the same time cause spiritual hints to himself, displaying 120% combat power.

Lin Zhengliu is not interested in the so-called [transformation] that has no essential changes.

On the contrary, [Transfiguration] itself can have miraculous effects in many different worlds. It can be used to enhance the persuasiveness of pretending to be a [Fairy Master], or simply put on a layer of [Magician] identity.

It's a little regrettable that...

There are quite a few level 4 geniuses, but it's a pity that they acted in groups. When facing Lin Zhengliu, they invariably chose to avoid his edge, and directly smeared oil on their feet a few hundred meters away, completely unwilling to try to rush up to send a wave of warmth.

"Fortunately...the decisive battle will be here soon."

Lin Zhengliu's thoughts flashed: "The last twelve ranking players are all masters. As long as they operate properly, the shortcomings in life energy levels can be filled immediately!"

Then the three of them sang along the way.

Yan Linglong and Xu Qinglai were responsible for defeating the survivors who had no special harvest value or characteristics.

Finally, when they arrived at the [place of decisive battle] chosen by Lin Zhengliu, the number of shots of the three members of the Tianjiao team was almost the same, which was extremely balanced.

And the number of "survivors" has also been reduced to a critical point.

In this mock exam, the most intense decisive battle is about to begin!
……

On the only way from [Psionic Quiet Room] to [Illusion Room].

More than a hundred talented students formed a legion and stopped in front of the road sign, crowded with people, shoulder to shoulder.

The stumbling block in front of everyone was a young man exuding an arrogant temperament.

He obviously didn't have any makeup on, but his face was like powder, his lips were vermilion, his waist was thin and his shoulders were wide, he was handsome and heroic, extremely extraordinary.

The defiant young man was wearing pitch-black sunglasses, a black and red sweater with jagged lightning marks on the edge of the clothes, and a pair of black sneakers under his feet.

Her hair, which was as brilliant as pure gold, was tucked behind her head and combed into a plunging hairstyle.

Although I haven't seen him much, everyone knows him.

The domineering boy is the strong competitor of [The No. [-] Talent in the Water Mirror]——[The Incarnation of Thunder] Zong Lieque!

The invisible but real sense of oppression emanated from Zong Lieque's body, making more than 100 extraordinary students dare not express their anger.

"Miscellaneous fish!"

The corners of Zong Lieque's lips were raised, and he outlined a wild smile. The blue and white lightning flashed around his body, and the sound shook the sky, resounding throughout the entire examination area: "There is a prize quiz!"

"Q: What are the conditions for entering the finals?"

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