Chapter 31 Magic Assessment

"Since none of you are willing to escape from the battle, I announced that the assessment will begin."

Wang Shiqi was in charge of tens of millions of soldiers. How majestic he was and acted vigorously. Seeing that no one hundred scholars withdrew, he announced loudly. With a big knife in his hand, he cut into the void in an oblique moment, and the whole Lingxiao Garden suddenly rose sharply.

"Dad!"

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After a deafening sound, the big knife in Wang Shiqi's hand was ferocious. Rows of illusory figures suddenly stepped out of the knife body.

Each of these figures is a mysterious armor, with a blade in their hands and majestic. With a sonorous and powerful step from the body of the knife, he stepped out neatly and formed a phalanx, as if it were being reviewed.

At first, those illusory armored soldiers were less than a foot tall, but they rose in the wind. In the blink of an eye, they became eight feet long and became the same as normal soldiers, extremely strange.

Wang Shiqi waved his knife, and 300 armored soldiers appeared out of thin air. The magical power of the soldiers was as wonderful as this.

As soon as this strange scene appeared, the wind and clouds surged immediately. Many scholars under the stage were stunned: "No wonder the kingdom said that he would not go down to that high platform and let us attack. With these 300 armored soldiers, how can we attack him?"

Even Yang Heng was shocked. He felt that as soon as Wang Shiqi's 300 armored soldiers appeared, the wind and clouds were changing, faintly, and there was an unstoppable momentum.

Among the hundreds of families, the soldiers pay the most attention to killing and decisiveness, and the magic power and momentum of the soldiers are also the most awe-off.

Moreover, the soldiers pay more attention to the right time, place and people, and talk more about strategies. What's more, these 300 armored soldiers are the wonders of Wang Shi, the ox-ear of the imperial soldiers.

"Xuanjia Holy Soldier, attack!"

Just before many scholars fully recovered from the shock, Wang Shiqi waved his hand and issued an order!

"Kill!"

The 300-armed soldiers felt Wang Shiqi's heart. They opened their teeth and claws one by one, danced the blades in their hands, like a flying locust passing by, and rushed up like a fierce god.

One, two, three... A total of 300 magnificent killings rushed straight to the sky. As soon as the Xuanjia army took action, the waves were empty and the mountains fell.

Many scholars were caught off guard. Most of them are young people who have not experienced the baptism of war. How have they ever seen such shocking scenes?

Especially those soldiers standing in the front row, before they even had time to imagine the magic resistance, were trampled by the 300 Xuanjia army and fainted to the ground, unconscious.

This magical power assessment has just begun, and these people have become the first batch of unlucky people to be eliminated.

Seeing this, the scholars behind them were shocked, condensed their spirits, visualized their magical power, and fought and retreated.

Suddenly, hundreds of magical power flashed across the whole square. Or the solemn Buddha, or the immortal Taoist, or the ink treasure of the world's great scholars, all kinds of magical power, one by one, can be seen from the heads of these scholars.

At this moment, Yang Heng seems a little different in the crowd. Others fought back and retreated, but he was the only one who went up against the current and rushed forward desperately.

"My cultivation is not bad, and what I lack is practical experience. Today is a good opportunity for me to meet such an opponent like Wang Shiqi. How can I easily miss it?"

Yang Heng's idea is different from the rest of the people, and even a little whims. The rest of the people looked at him incredulously when they saw him rushing forward.

The question of whether to follow this Muyi forward or retreat first makes this group of soldiers very entangled.

"How can the two armies fight back? If there is another half step back, let's go back to the house!"

At this time, on the high platform, Wang Shiqi scolded, like thunder, suppressing the shouting of the 300 Xuanjia army, shaking the scalps of many scholars.

The momentum of retreating just now was stopped by Wang Shiqi's slam. But even so, none of these scholars dared to rush forward like Yang Heng.

And at this moment, Yang Heng has long been friends with the Xuanjia army who attacked him.

"Oh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh?

Buddha's six-character truth, word by word, blurted out, and at the same time, the statue of Wei Tuo appeared above Yang Heng's head.

These six-character truths are not small. They are infinitely mysterious and supreme, and contain great power, great wisdom and great compassion in the universe. Under the blessing of these six-character truth, the statue of Wei Tuo that Yang Heng thought of was shining with divine light, up to five feet, emitting a sacred and solemn and inviolable momentum.

Yang Heng's spirit condensed, and in the blink of an eye, he condensed his spirit to the extreme. I saw the King Kong treasure pestle in the hand of the statue rising in the wind. In an instant, it was like a towering ancient tree. The statue waved its big hand, and the King Kong treasure pestle swept through the Xuanjia army in an oblique moment.

"Jump, jump, jump, jump!"

At the place where the King Kong Bao pestle and Xuanjia Army were at the intersection, the void suddenly twisted and roared. The four mysterious armored soldiers swept by the statue of Wei Tuo suddenly turned over, dispersed and disappeared invisibly.

"It's so strong!"

Seeing this scene, on the high platform, 50 princes and his army changed their colors and opened their eyes wide one after another, showing an incredible look. Each of them has followed Wang Shiqi for many years and knows the power of this 'Xuanjia Holy Soldier'.

"The magic power of the holy soldier, but the great power that adults rely on to become famous. Every Xuanjia holy soldier is unparalleled. Even we have to do our best to deal with it. This young man is so powerful!"

These fathers and soldiers opened their mouths in shock and couldn't believe it.

"Don't worry, no matter how strong this young man is, he is still outnumbered. With him alone, he is no match for adults. The adult said that 100 people need to form a team, that is, they have to gather the strength of everyone to deal with the 300 holy soldiers. In this way, they will soon be exhausted and fail. While being shocked, some people saw something wrong.

"Yes, yes, let's look at the means of adults!"

These guards whispered and stared at the battlefield to talk.

"Oh, this young man is really good at it!" Wang Shiqi also shocked when he saw this scene, "This son is indeed extraordinary. Everyone retreats, and he is the only one who dares to move forward. This is outstanding." He stared at Yang Heng with approval on his face.

"Ah, disappeared. The four Xuanjia soldiers swept by Mr. Muyi disappeared. This Xuanjia army is not invincible. Let's go up and help." Behind Yang Heng, Zhao Jiuri and Mu Zipeng saw the battle situation, shouted in surprise, controlled the magic power, and was the first to rush to Yang Heng's side.

The rest of the scholars' eyes flashed, and their hearts were full of ghosts and doubts, but they refused to rush forward so early.

"You follow me, listen to my command, and sweep for me. I don't want you to pass this level! If everyone calculates with each other, the whole army will only be destroyed in the end!"

Yang Heng swept away and found a small plan in the hearts of this group of people. He raised his arms and made a promise to the people behind him.

Just now, four Xuanjia soldiers were killed, and Yang Heng's confidence rose greatly, but he also knew that it was too whimsical to eliminate 300 Xuanjia soldiers with his own ability. Wang Shiqi said that 100 people formed a team for no reason. Wang Shiqi said this, which shows that he is not the only one who can resist these 300 mysterious armored soldiers.

Yang Heng's encouragement immediately caused a big sensation, and many scholars looked at each other.

"Yesterday, you all made up your mind to follow me. Why do you have to look forward and backward today? How can you pass this level if you are so hesitant and not done by a man?

In the chaos, Yang Heng swept wildly among the Xuanjia soldiers and asked loudly. These words, like knives, stripped off the little tricks in the hearts of many scholars little by little, so that they could not retain any face, but also aroused the endless fighting spirit in their hearts.

"If you are a good man, you can't be afraid of your tail. Before the battle, you don't hesitate to throw your head and shed blood. You are so worried about gains and losses. Even if you pass this pass, I think Duke Yang will look down on you!"

Yang Heng's last sentence is tantamount to adding fuel to the fire, stirring up the fighting spirit in the hearts of many scholars like hot oil.

"He is right. Only by working together can we get through this and pass the hurry between each other will only harm others and ourselves. Let's go together!"

"Up!"

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provoked by Yang Heng for a while, these soldiers were high-spirited, one by one, controlled their magical power, and rushed up again.

*Ten magical power can be used together. Such a scene can be said to be spectacular. Not to mention ordinary people, it is difficult to see even the mysterious person in the realm of sages.

If these soldiers don't do anything, they will join the regiment, and the scene will immediately reverse. The previous scene of Yang Heng being alone is gone forever.

However, Yang Heng is still the leader, driving the statue of Wei Tuo and standing in front of everyone. He is the most powerful, like a towering mountain. No matter how the Xuanjia soldiers collide, they always stand still and stand proudly.

Many scholars took Yang Heng as the center and felt that Yang Heng's momentum was condensed and his face changed deeply.

"What a strong magic power. No wonder he can subdue the sickle demon god. As long as I listen to his order, I can definitely pass this level."

Seeing Yang Evergrande show his power, countless scholars' confidence soared that they felt that their choice just now was not wrong.

As soon as confidence rises, when you look at the Xuanjia soldier, you won't feel how terrible it is. These scholars all worked hard and defended Yang Heng with all their strength.

Everyone is united to break the gold. In particular, these scholars who can visual their magical power have passed the examination and become scribes in previous years. Dozens of scribes took action together, which is very destructive.

It's only an hour's effort. Three hundred Xuanjia troops have been less than 100. In this crazy fight, Yang Heng led everyone to destroy two-thirds of the strong enemy.

"Well, the situation is wrong. The adult's Xuanjia holy soldier is at a disadvantage. How could this happen?" Witnessing the scene just now, the patriots on the high platform couldn't help but be moved one by one.

These mysterious holy soldiers are a great move of Wang Shiqi, and they can imagine up to 3,000 elite soldiers, which are very powerful. When he was not prominent, he once broke into the enemy's rear alone and relied on this peerless magic power to drag down a team of 100,000 people in Dongying. Since then, he has become famous in the first battle. Every Xuanjia holy soldier, according to his cultivation, is enough to compare with a mysterious person in the realm of spirit. Wang Shiqi is single-handed, and as soon as the magic power comes out, it is equivalent to the help of three thousand mysterious people in the realm of spirit, and its strength can be seen.

But such a powerful Xuanjia holy soldier was dominated by a group of milky and undry soldiers. Such a situation is unimaginable even if these people break their heads.

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