MTL - A World Worth Protecting-Chapter 1396 First battle
In front of this figure that seemed to be able to collapse at any time, as the black flames were rising at this moment, countless small grids suddenly gathered. These small grids are like honeycombs, dense and numerous.
And each small grid seems to have a very large internal area... What is presented in front of this figure is only a miniature, but if you look carefully, you can still see from this miniature that in each small grid, There are two three monks impressively.
This time the trial is a battle in the ring!
When the almost collapsed figure stared at the countless small grids, in one of the small grids, Wang Baole's figure teleported and appeared.
At the moment when he appeared, Wang Baole dissipated his mind, looked around, and his eyes also flickered. He didn't know the method of this trial before, and he didn't understand it at this moment, but as everything around was reflected When he came to his mind, Wang Baole also had the answer in his heart.
"A battle with no terrain restrictions?" Wang Baole murmured from the bottom of his heart. The place where he was located was a land of mountains, which seemed to be very large, but in fact it was the size of a misty city.
For mortals, it may be huge, but for monks, they can go anywhere in an instant.
And such a range cannot be a melee, so naturally there is only one answer.
"Looking at it this way, it is the level of fighting, and the final decision is the first..." Wang Baole can imagine that there should be countless places on the battlefield, and there should be battles in each one.
"There are so many battlefields, there must be a mixture of fish and dragons. I don't know who my first opponent will be..." Wang Baole narrowed his eyes, his body disappeared in place, incarnate into a melody of music, and drifted away in this mountainous land. .
There are four mountain peaks in this area, and between the four mountain peaks, there is a jungle. At this moment, in this jungle, the wind whizzes past, causing a lot of leaves to sway and make a rustle.
And in this rustling sound, it’s hard to be noticed. There are incomparably similar tunes that surround it, making the entire jungle seem normal, but in fact, the shaking of every leaf seems to be blessing this. The intensity of the melody.
"Good luck, the first battle actually gave me such a very suitable battlefield..." In the whirl of this rustling sound, there was a figure invisible to outsiders, blending into this sound, in this jungle Wandering fast.
This person came from Yinludao and was a monk of the older generation. He was not weak back then. Now he has been closed for a long time and he is naturally stronger. In fact, monks like this person have the majority in this trial.
"I have been in retreat for many years, and now I have a great rhythm, and I want the Lord to accept disciples for trials. All sorts of things seem to be a coincidence, but in fact, this is clearly a sign that my luck is coming."
"This time, I will definitely rise up and surprise everyone!" The muttering voice merged into the rustling sound, which contained some excitement. At the same time, the invisible figure by outsiders was getting faster and faster.
"Now, just waiting for the opponent to arrive."
"Once he steps into this jungle, he will definitely be defeated, and the sound of my rhythm will hardly be noticed here..."
As its speed increases, more leaves sway, and the wind seems to be bigger.
It's just... no matter how fast this person is, how violent the wind here, how the rustling sound is getting more and more thrilling, but he has never encountered an opponent.
Because...At this moment, Wang Baole is not in the jungle. The melody transformed by his figure has been hovering in a nearby mountain for a long time. The figure hidden in the melody is looking curiously at the jungle below.
"It is said that the sound of music is the sound of all things, and now that it is true, there are people who can condense the sound of the swaying leaves..." Wang Baole was very interested in this, so he did not pass in the first time, but in Heard here for a long while.
As for the figure of the Yinludao monk, others can’t see it, but Wang Baole’s existence is very strange, perhaps it is also the reason why he can incarnate strangely, so that when he sees it at the moment, he can see clearly in this jungle, that fast swim Walking figure.
Even though the opponent is fused in the melody, it is still very clear in Wang Baole's eyes.
After about the incense stick, Wang Baole seemed to have heard enough and was about to pass, but at this moment, he suddenly whispered and noticed that there were dozens more runes in his body at this moment.
"That's okay?" Wang Baole blinked. Although it was still in the past, he didn't get very close. Instead, he stopped outside the jungle, and soon his mind was surprised.
Because, at such a distance, he found that the rune in his body was increasing faster and faster, forming one in almost every breath.
This frequency is almost the same as when he felt Lan Leyu.
Therefore, in this surprise, Wang Baole did not immediately make a move, but focused on listening and comprehending the runes. In this way, an hour passed quickly...
The monk of Yinludao was already very impatient at this moment, especially the notes he gathered in the jungle, now like a storm, making him snorted coldly.
"It seems to hide and dare not come out, but...what's the use of this!" The Yinludao monk disdain, if the opponent showed up early, now he has given himself a chance to gain momentum, then even if he is hiding, he Also be sure to find out the other party.
With this thought, this storm of notes gathered in the jungle spread out like a big wave, centering on the jungle, spreading towards the surrounding rumblings, and the next moment, the entire battlefield will be enveloped.
"Let me see, where are you hiding!" The monk of Yinludao, his divine consciousness spread to the battlefield with the cover of the notes in his grinning grin, but his expression became suspicious in the next instant.
Because...within the range of his notes, he didn't notice the slightest abnormality, and his opponent...as if it really didn't exist.
"This..." The monk of Yinludao couldn't help but hesitate. After careful investigation again, he still found nothing, which made many speculations appear in his heart.
"Is it hidden too deep? Or...I don't have an opponent here?" With such a question, he searched carefully for a long time, but still did not find anything, and did not encounter the slightest danger. The monk, even if it feels weird, he still can't help being at a loss.
"Is it really my bye? No opponent is here?" With this kind of mood, his notes were lighter than before because there was no subsequent wind, and the rustle of leaves began to decrease.
To him, it was nothing, but to the monk who was sitting not far away, the melody monk had never noticed it, as if Wang Baole, who was invisible, reduced the rustling voice, which represented a lowered perception.
"Ah, this fellow Taoist, I'm almost perfect. Would you like to run another lap?" Wang Baole felt that he was a reasonable person, so even though he was not satisfied at the moment, he still coughed and comforted him. .
"Who!!!"
The scalp of the monk of Yinludao burst at this moment, his expression changed drastically, and he turned his head suddenly. There was nothing to look forward to, but the cough and words before him were really real, making his mind set off. .
