Chapter 195 Seeing Through Treasures in the real underworld are often accompanied by dangers, and this is even more so in simulated illusions. In order to prevent the ability-demonstration exam from becoming a competition of who can run faster, all the scoring points are designed to be in a similar situation, that is, if you don't spend some time, you can't take the target object. This means that if someone wants to get points, the contenders will have enough time to launch an attack. Just like it is now. If you want to reach the rock in the middle, you must first kill the Tatar soldiers. Chen Mo was very familiar with this, even more relaxed than when he was in Tongliu City. Even if we put aside the hidden state of the Four Symbols, just talking about talents, he has an additional Sword Sharpening Heart and Spirit Knot Arm Bone. Even with just a simple chop, he possessed more advanced skills and greater strength than before. Although those monsters are stronger than the ones that crawled out of the cracks in the ground, the gap between them is not as big as the gap between the former Chen Mo and the current Chen Mo. Miso!

The knife flashed, and two huge heads fell to the ground, and the creatures from the abyss fell down. It only took Chen Mo a few breaths to kill the Tatars who were blocking his way and arrive under the rock. At this time, Song Wuyang also came closer. "Excuse me, who are you?" "I am Chen Mo." "Twelfth, very good. I'm fifth, so we can compete with each other." Song Wuyang did not look down on Chen Mo, because there is no weakling who can climb to the top of the list, and this person must have something extraordinary. "Well, wait a minute." Chen Mo looked at his opponent who was about to rush over and raised his hand to interrupt him. "Can you tell me first, what talents do you have?" "." Someone in the audience asked, "What did he say? I can't read lips." "He asked him what his talent was?" ".Are you really asking that?" "Only a fool would tell him that." “This guy is really interesting.” Gu Yan's face looked solemn. This was the second time this had happened since the beginning. The first time was last time when he saw Gu Xiaoxin approaching here and was worried that his grandson would go to confront Song Wuyang head-on. Now, he found that his grandson didn't have to worry, but he couldn't help but worry for Chen Mo.

"Giant Strength Spirit Body, Sharp Sword Spirit Body, Long Qi Spirit Body. All three are great talents, and they can cooperate with each other. I really don't know how he grew up." "He is indeed the strongest among the three divine bodies, at least that's what it seems." "No way, seniors, it's like this, you still have confidence in Chen Mo?" The middle-aged man who dozed off earlier said, "If you ask me, there should be a limit to the dark horse. If he can defeat Song Wuyang, can he not fight against those divine bodies?" "Why is it impossible?" Gu Yan was a little dissatisfied, mainly because of his emotions. First, he knew Chen Mo. Second, he didn’t know Song Wuyang. Third, their Qianqing Martial Arts Academy could not recruit someone with Song Wuyang’s talent. Since these three spirits have nothing to do with their Qianqing Martial Academy in the past, present and future, he will definitely give priority to supporting acquaintances. The sleepy man sneered, "Senior Gu, what you mean is, you bet on Chen Mo, and I bet on Song Wuyang? How about we open a small bet, and you can bet on the sword that I asked the price of last time, and you can bet on whatever I want." "Uh this." Gu Yan coughed and said, "The Martial Academy Examination has a long history. It is an important part of our country's selection of extraordinary talents. It is for the national defense plan and the long-term task of exploring the Nether Abyss. Anyway, I don't gamble." After talking for a long time, he couldn't make sense of it, but he just didn't want to gamble. After all, he liked the sword very much and planned to leave it to his grandson. The sleepy man looked disappointed. He also coveted the top-grade spiritual weapon and wanted to trick it into giving it to his disciple. Unfortunately, Gu Yan was not Kang Long, and he didn't want to lose face, so he refused. While the two were fighting each other's wits and courage, the two people confronting each other in the illusion also started fighting. Song Wuyang is not an idiot. He will not reveal his cards to a strong enemy. He just starts fighting. Chen Mo didn't know what kind of talent he had, so he didn't use his ultimate move at the beginning, but tried to test the waters first. If he used his ultimate move right away and found that the opponent had a countermeasure, he would easily fall into a disadvantageous situation. choke! The dagger and the short sword collided, and both sides retreated, with Chen Mo retreating a little further. A powerful spirit. From the feel of it, Chen Mo immediately knew what kind of spirit it was. This physique is indeed a relatively practical and common innate talent. I really have to thank nature for the gift that allows me to awaken this talent. But now Chen Mo is not afraid of such things at all. The spiritual arm bone and the powerful sword intent separated from Baishen are enough to offset its influence. Just when Chen Mo was about to move forward again, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his neck. He was startled and reached out to touch it gently. blood. what? Chen Mo was stunned for a moment and couldn't figure it out for the time being. He was very sure that he was not touched. Just as he was thinking, Song Wuyang approached him again. choke! The two swords collided again, and then retreated again. However, this time, Song Wuyang did not intend to stop. He continued to chase and attacked again with the same intensity. chap! With one strike of the sword, a piece of rock was split into two parts, as easy as cutting tofu. After Chen Mo dodged, he felt a sharp pain in his arm.

This time, he saw the source of the pain clearly. It was a wound as thin as a hairline. “I wasn’t chopped, but I had wounds.” He began to think. ".It means that it is the overflowing sword intention, so it must be a sword-fighting physique. Oh, then what else is there to think about." choke! He struck back with a sword, blocking the continuous and subsequent moves. His eyes were still cold, but the corners of his mouth were raised: "Giant force spirit, sharp sword spirit and long breath spirit, right?" For some reason, Song Wuyang's heart skipped a beat when he heard these words. He felt that there was something wrong with this person. Hu Mingxuan finally gave up practicing martial arts. He was extremely worried. Su Qingqing tried to comfort him for a long time, but he still wanted to see with his own eyes what was going on with his cousin. "Don't be nervous. Even though the three divine bodies are very powerful, my cousin is not bad either." Seeing Hu Mingxuan's questioning and contemptuous look, Su Qingqing became angry and said, "What's the matter? I was trying to comfort you, but you still despise me!" Hu Mingxuan scratched his head awkwardly: "No, Qingqing, what I mean is that there are many powerful people. For example, Song Wuyang, I just went to pee and heard two people who seemed to be assistant teachers from other martial arts schools talking. The giant spirit is recognized as the king of cost-effectiveness, right? The sword is a spirit, and man and sword are one. As long as one practices the way of the sword, it is easy to make the attack have extremely sharp sword intent, and the opponent may be cut in half with just a slight bang. A spirit with long breath, his breath is longer than others. Before his true energy is exhausted, he can launch a large number of high-intensity attacks continuously. The combination of these three talents makes it a powerful fighting machine. Who can resist it? " Su Qingqing thought for a while, and found that she couldn't find an angle to comfort him, so she could only compliment him awkwardly: "You know a lot." Hu Mingxuan was so heartless that he immediately became proud: "My cousin taught me all this. At that time, I hadn't even started martial arts school yet. He was always... My cousin, he has a strong character, is upright, and has noble aspirations. If he ran into Song Wuyang, he would definitely not bother to run away, and that would be the end of him." Su Qingqing was confused: "Which cousin are you talking about?" Although she had a strong admiration for Chen Mo, at least the words "open and aboveboard, with noble aspirations" seemed a bit off topic. The image that came to her mind was that shameless person who would eat a handful of melon seeds whenever he had nothing to do. No matter what others think, Hu Mingxuan is right about at least one thing. If Chen Mo meets Song Wuyang, he will definitely not run away. Not only that, he also took up arms. "Giant Strength Spirit, Sharp Sword Spirit, and Long Breath Spirit, right? But it doesn't matter, I will defeat you head-on." A cold light flashed on the sharp blade of the dagger. He unknowingly entered the state he had that night in Tongliu City. Calm, determined, and full of fighting spirit. (End of this chapter)