my practice game

Chapter 121 You Lose

The scene stood still for a moment, and then there was a huge uproar.

"It's actually the fourth level?"

"No way?"

"Cheng Yue has been promoted to the fourth rank? When did it happen?"

"This guy hides so deeply!"

Many students showed uncontrollable shocked expressions on their faces. They thought Lin Ze was the biggest dark horse, but they didn't expect Cheng Yue to reveal the fourth-level strength in a blink of an eye, which surprised them all of a sudden.

Dean Su Xi and the two vice-presidents brightened their eyes, showing interest.

Generally speaking, if a student possesses the third-level strength when they graduate, they are already considered to be extremely outstanding, even if they are at the fourth-level.

The last time they graduated as fourth-level spiritual masters was His Royal Highness and the Eldest Princess. Since then, no one has reached this level. Unexpectedly, Cheng Yue has also advanced to the fourth level without making a sound.

"It's actually the fourth rank!"

Cui Jianping muttered to himself, with a mixed look of astonishment and frustration on his face. He had always regarded Cheng Yue as a strong enemy, and he was looking forward to defeating him in the college competition, leading the reformers to defeat the traditionalists, but in the end he saw this scene.

Tier [-] Spiritualist!

It is not at the same level as the third-level spiritual master, and it is almost impossible to win.

More importantly, with the strength of Cheng Yue's fourth-level spiritualist, it is almost impossible for the reformers to overwhelm the traditionalists before he graduates. Instead, they will be severely suppressed. Cui Jianping can already foresee the difficult situation of the reformers in the future .

Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling a deep bitterness in his heart.

Various exclamations and discussions came to Cheng Yue's ears, which made him feel unconcealable complacency. After looking around, he turned his eyes to Lin Ze, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"I originally planned to show my true strength when I confronted Cui Jianping, but I never thought that I would be forced out in advance by His Royal Highness, but in this way, His Highness should also understand that the chief position is already in my pocket , you'd better give up unrealistic thoughts."

Lin Ze was slightly stunned, and naturally understood what Cheng Yue meant by the unrealistic thoughts, but he didn't care, and said lightly, "We'll talk after we fight."

Tier [-] Spiritualist?
For other students, it may be a powerful enemy that is difficult to defeat, but for him it is just a matter of effort.

It's just that in this way, the hole cards of Honglian Bingjia and Rising Sun will inevitably be exposed in advance.

Thoughts were spinning, but Lin Ze didn't stop moving his hands. When he raised his arms slightly, five red thorns broke through the ground, and rushed towards Cheng Yue fiercely with surging flames.

Seeing this, a sneer flickered at the corner of Cheng Yue's mouth, and he opened his palms and aimed at the front. In an instant, a black light flashed away, and many coin-sized black ash appeared in the void, floating and filling a small area in front of him.

The raging thorns rushed into the area shrouded in pitch-black ash, and were immediately stained with a lot of ashes. In an instant, as if a long time had passed, the flames went out and the thorns withered.

In a blink of an eye, the red thorns that were still aggressive turned into fly ash and dissipated in the air.

"This is the black ember spirit technique."

Many students watching the battle were shocked.

Black ember belongs to the high-level spiritual art of the binding system, and it is also called "dispelling spiritual art", because those inconspicuous jet-black ashes have the effect of annihilating spiritual power and destroying the condensation of spiritual power.

You must know that most spiritual arts are essentially the evolution and extension of the spiritual power condensate. Once the condensed body is destroyed and the spiritual power disappears, the spiritual art will naturally be difficult to maintain. Therefore, Heijin can be said to be the nemesis of many spiritual arts.

Of course, such a powerful spiritual art is naturally extremely difficult to practice, and the threshold for a fourth-level spiritual artist to practice and master has already stopped many people.

In any case, the current situation is obviously extremely unfavorable to Lin Ze.

The strength of the fourth-level spiritual master is stronger than imagined, and a simple spiritual technique almost pushes Lin Ze into defeat.

Chen Muzhen stared intently at the situation on the ring, clenched his palms tightly, and showed a nervous and worried look in his eyes.

Compared to everyone's astonishment, Lin Ze seemed very calm and calm.

Heijin is a tricky spiritual technique for a spiritualist, but not for him. After all, his skills do not depend on spiritual power, but the combination of spiritual energy and soul energy.

Aura is the advanced energy of spiritual power. Those dark ashes may have some effect on aura, but they must be powerless against soul energy from other game worlds.

With his thoughts turned, Lin Ze stretched out his hand to hold the handle of the knife at his waist, and instead of pulling out the knife, he directly whispered the liberation language:

"Bloom, red lotus!"

Everyone present, including Cheng Yue, couldn't hear Lin Ze's whisper, but suddenly felt a particularly powerful and domineering aura, as if a terrifying aura that penetrated to the soul level suddenly rose, sweeping across the entire square like a hurricane in an instant.

Before they could react, a huge golden red fire lotus suddenly bloomed at the position of Lin Ze on the ring.

The flames soared into the sky, almost covering the entire arena with a layer of golden red.

"This, what is this?"

"Spiritual art that has never been seen before!"

"It can't be another compound spirit technique!"

The exclamations rose and fell, and many students couldn't hide their astonishment, but what shocked them even more was yet to come.

As the flame disappeared, the fire lotus closed and retracted, and Lin Ze's figure had disappeared in the original place, replaced by a tall figure with a whole body burning with blazing flames.

A piece of armor could be vaguely seen in the flames, and what attracted more attention was the blade in the figure's hand, which was covered with a layer of golden-red light.

The light is not particularly dazzling, but it gives people an extremely dangerous feeling, as if if you look at it too much, your eyes may be burned.

At this moment, even Su Xi and his party couldn't sit still anymore, they all straightened up and looked at the flame figure in surprise.

"Is it a compound spirit technique of Bingjia and quasi-element?"

"It's a bit similar, but it seems a little different."

"What's the matter with the golden-red blade? Is it also a compound spirit?"

"this."

All the teachers looked at each other in blank dismay. Even with their knowledge, they couldn't recognize what kind of magic technique that golden-red blade was, so they all turned their attention to Su Xi.

Su Xi shook her head, indicating that she didn't know, and then sighed with emotion. His Highness Lin Ze is really not simple. Various compound spirits emerge in endlessly, and almost every battle can surprise them.

On the ring, Cheng Yue stared at Lin Ze, who was surrounded by flames, in astonishment, and his tongue was dry for a while.

Whether it was the Pyro Armor or the golden-red light blade, they all gave him an extremely dangerous feeling. The sense of superiority that he had had the chance to win had disappeared, and his chest had long been occupied by a tense and guarded mood.

"Damn it, is this guy a monster? Where did so many compound spirits come from?"

For the first time, Cheng Yue had the urge to yell at him. He has always boasted of being a genius, but when compared with Lin Ze, he couldn't help feeling a little bit frustrated.

Taking a deep breath, he managed to suppress the surging emotions in his heart. Cheng Yue's face turned cold, he stopped hesitating, and with a wave of his hand, the dense black ashes suspended in front of him suddenly seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, overwhelmingly towards the forest. Ze swept away.

Lin Ze's field of vision was instantly occupied by the gloomy darkness, but he was unafraid, instead of retreating, he rushed forward and blatantly killed Cheng Yue.

In the middle of the journey, the pitch-black ash rushed towards him like a tide, covering Lin Ze's whole body in an instant.

Lin Ze kept walking, and as soon as the pitch-black ashes approached, he was burned and annihilated by the hot flames on the armor. The numerous pitch-black ashes only made the flame stagnate slightly, and then had no effect.

"how is this possible!"

Cheng Yue's eyes widened and he exclaimed.

Heijin actually has no effect on Lin Ze's compound spirit?

Cheng Yue couldn't believe it, but unfortunately the current situation didn't leave him much room for thinking. Seeing Lin Ze approaching quickly, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly cast the barrier.

A halo emerged, and five translucent barriers flashed one after another, but instead of protecting Cheng Yue himself, they enveloped Lin Ze who was running fast, trapping him firmly inside.

After doing all this, Cheng Yue began to prepare for the next spiritual art.

Seeing this, Lin Ze kept charging forward, swung the blade forward in his hand, and immediately heard a faint sneering sound, the blade was like a hot knife cutting into butter, tearing a line on the five-layer barrier without any hindrance. Huge gap.

Lin Ze's momentum continued, followed by another slash, the barrier could no longer hold up, and collapsed into light particles.

Seeing that the five layers of barriers couldn't stop Lin Ze's two blows, Cheng Yue's cheeks twitched violently, and he raised his head to release the prepared Ten Thousand Blades Spirit Art.

Numerous weapons that exuded the evil spirit of the sword shot out, and swept towards Lin Ze like a tsunami. The latter showed no fear, and rushed forward against the sky filled with weapons, hitting him hard like a cannonball.

In an instant, there was a series of tinkling and crisp sounds, and countless weapons hit Lin Ze one after another, but under the licking of the golden red flame tongue, they turned red, twisted, lost strength and fell to the ground, while Lin Ze Ze just stagnated slightly, and then continued to charge towards Cheng Yue as if nothing had happened.

Cheng Yue's complexion finally changed drastically, and he stretched out his finger, and a square seal with a length, width, and height of three meters was formed out of thin air six or seven meters away in front of him. Howling smashed down.

'Heavy Jun', advanced attacking spirit art!
Faced with this menacing blow, Lin Ze still did not stop, and swung the soul knife upwards in his hand. The blade was blurred for a moment, and turned into a shadow of the sword in the next moment, facing the falling Fang Yin like a gust of wind and rain .

As soon as the two came into contact, there was a thunderous roar immediately, and some students who were close to the ring couldn't help covering their ears and showing pain.

The golden and red light and shadow suddenly flourished, and when the light disappeared, the huge square seal was gone. Everyone looked intently and found that Lin Ze had rushed to Cheng Yue at some point, with the blade in his hand raised flat, and the point of the knife was just aimed at the latter's throat. The distance is only a few feet away.

Looking at Cheng Yue's slumped pale face, Lin Ze said lightly:

"you lose."

(End of this chapter)