Am I the only one who didn't ascend?

Chapter 213

Although Wang Luo and Guan Dingnan showed considerable understanding of each other's combat power comparison.But the envoys who were watching were all confused.

Wang Luo, whose combat power is equivalent to the peak of Jindan, actually wants the famous Zhuwang Dinghuang Seventh Army Yishan Camp to send out dozens of people to besiege him?
These are not weak civilians with empty realms, but veterans who have been born and died on the border of civilization for many years. Any one of them, taking out the stabbing sword from his waist, can kill ten times as many cultivators of the same realm as himself in an instant.

However, just a few minutes later, the fighting situation in the sandbox surprised everyone.

People stood outside the rope circle and watched the situation inside the venue through a water mirror.Wang Luo, who had transformed into a wild beast, quickly approached Guan Dingnan's marching formation in an almost majestic manner.Then, under the incredulous gazes of the envoys, he grabbed the neck of a peripheral sentry with one hand, and then folded it 180 degrees like a straw.

"My grass!"

On the spot, a young envoy from Zhou Guo turned pale and covered his mouth with his hand.

The local delicacies that were forced into Xiangshan Road on Shijie Street in the morning suddenly made me want to go back the way I came.

The black-armored warrior who was responsible for controlling the water mirror looked at Zhou Guoren with some disdain, then penetrated the water mirror with his spiritual mind and adjusted the contents to be completely harmless.

The next moment, the sentinel with his neck broken on the screen turned into a flawless white tombstone with lovely rounded edges. On it was written a line of words in a pink round font: Wang Luo (Desolate Beast) knocked down Tianye ( sentinel)
"Thank you, that's much better." Zhou Guoren said sincerely.

In fact, of course, the sentry's neck was not really broken. After Wang Luo successfully killed him in the sand table, he was kicked out directly by the sand table, leaving only a corpse generated by the sand table in place, and then he With a look of helplessness, he moved closer to the water mirror to admire his remains.

"...Which sissy spot is this for all ages?"

The young and beautiful Zhou Guo woman raised her hands high: "Me."

"Tsk, Zhou Guo." Tian Tian, ​​who had been single for many years, seemed to be glancing at a piece of shit, and then turned his attention back to the water mirror.

The situation in the mirror is still developing along a strange trajectory.

After killing a sentry, Guan Dingnan and others were obviously alarmed. Two black-armored warriors jumped directly into the air, with a clear bronze mirror rising above their heads. They were condescending and slowly rotating, reflecting the surroundings in the mirror. Every inch of space.

But the desolate beast that Wang Luo transformed into still strutted towards its next target.

It is really difficult for viewers outside the circle to understand.

Of course, it's not that they can't understand why the soldiers of Yishan Camp turned a blind eye to Wang Luo - people outside the circle can see Wang Luo because the water mirror opened the Lord's perspective to them, but people inside the circle really see Wang Luo. The opponent's whereabouts are missing.

The problem is that the soldiers who can be sent to the wilderness are all the elite of the wilderness army, and the magic weapons and weapons they carry are even more carefully selected. The bronze mirrors above the heads of the two warriors who took off were once said to illuminate all things...

"This is the wasteland, everything is possible." Tian Tian commented coldly, and then touched his neck, a little unwilling, but more of an unspeakable sadness.

In the Pinggu encounter three years ago, the cunning wild beast was also so unnoticed that it deceived everyone with magical magic weapons that people could not understand.

Only three years ago, it was not him who served as the sentinel, but his brother.Now, he finally knew what he saw before his brother died.It was an ordinary sight, nothing out of the ordinary.

At the same time, Wang Luo, who was in the circle, also successfully knocked down the No. 2 sentry and was still not discovered.

So Guan Dingnan immediately directed the remaining people to shrink inward and set up a turtle formation on the spot, preparing to ensure that no more personnel would be lost before making plans...

Then he turned into a lovely oval tombstone.

Wang Luo, the wild beast who occupied the high place, directly stabbed the sword with the captured sentry, using the method of overloading the magic weapon to injure himself, bursting out an unprecedented sharp sword energy, and there was also a small fairy technique attached to the sword energy that seemed to be just a magic trick. …

But this little trick caused the sword energy to be directly recognized as friendly damage, and he majestically passed through Guan Dingnan's turtle shell formation and decapitated him, the person who set up the formation, with one blow!
When Guan Dingnan was kicked out of the circle, his mouth was so wide that it was about to dislocate.

"I'm stupid!?"

After that, there were continuous sounds of grass, and the black-armored warriors in the rope circle were kicked out of the circle one by one. Many people even reached the outside of the circle and did not know what happened.

After losing their leader, although the remaining people responded immediately and let Guan Dingnan's deputy take over the command, as soon as Wang Luo noticed that someone was taking command in the formation, he immediately launched a long-range sniper kill. The process was like an assembly line operation. Generally stable and ruthless.

Not long after, only about four or five minutes, all the Yishanying soldiers in the circle were kicked out, and each other's faces were ashen.

It is true that Wang Luo and Guan Dingnan have roughly assessed that the outcome of the encounter between the two sides must be one-sided - but only if there is no terrain and formation support!

The reality is this. No matter how rigorous the training these soldiers have undergone, they are essentially just a group of young people who have been practicing for more than ten or twenty years. Moreover, they are not the elite soldiers of the Tiger Roar Camp and the Golden Deer Camp. Their individual strength is actually It was relatively limited, and it was even more foreseeable that he would be quickly massacred by Wang Luo, a leader among the ancient monks.

The proof of foresight is the martyrs of the Dinghuang Army who have sacrificed their lives in the wars with the desolate beasts over the past hundreds or thousands of years.

However, once the location and formation are available, the situation is completely different.After forming a formation, the Dinghuang Army can easily compete with opponents whose strength is far superior to its own. Even a small team of dozens of people can hunt down god-level desolate beasts when necessary.

Therefore, before the war started, Guan Dingnan and his comrades' expectations were actually to perfectly replicate the encounter three years ago - after suffering a small setback in the early stages and losing several sentries, the remaining people quickly regrouped and weaved targeted formations according to local conditions. , and assembled the ingenious ingenuity on the spot, and finally relied on powerful formations and armaments to achieve absolute crushing power and turn defeat into victory.

Guan Dingnan intended to let Wang Luo play a guest role as a wild beast and perform the Pinggu encounter in front of the special envoys of the Immortal Alliance from many countries. In fact, it was just to demonstrate the strong practical capabilities of the Zhuwang Dinghuang Army and to add confidence to the subsequent pioneering operations.

As a result, now even these battle-hardened black-armored soldiers of Yishan Camp are beginning to doubt life.

Even Old General Huang Long, who had an inextricable fight with Wang Luo not long ago, looked in disbelief at this time.

Obviously, compared to the ideal environment of the fighting arena, which only allows for head-on confrontation with the enemy, the wasteland presented by the sandbox can truly allow this ancient monk to reach his limit.

The only problem is that this limit is indeed a bit too far.

(End of this chapter)