Zombie Evolution System

"Since you are all a bunch of cowards, then I will come." A somewhat immature voice came out.

Wen Du looked over and saw a little boy less than 1.6 meters walking out, and then climbed onto the stage with some difficulty.

"Xingluozong disciple, Xingxi." The little boy snorted coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, just take it out."

"Hehe, you're quite courageous." Jian Si chuckled twice, and with a wave of his hand, Twelve flying swords less than twenty centimeters long appeared on the ground in front of Eleven.

"Little guy, as long as you can let the four flying swords fly around you twice at the same time, you will pass." After finishing speaking, Jian Si took two steps back.

"Huh!" Xing Shiyi snorted again, and then his eyes were fixed on the twelve flying swords on the ground. Without any prelude, the first three flying swords flew up and floated on Xing Shiyi's side. before.

"Not bad, not bad." Jian Si nodded with satisfaction: "At the beginning, you can get three, but if you work harder, you may not be able to pass."

"Hmph!" Xing Eleven ignored Jian Si who was making sarcastic remarks, but concentrated on looking at the fourth flying sword. After a minute, finally, the fourth flying sword slowly floated up. They are also arranged in front of Xing Eleven.

Jian Si was amazed for a moment: "Yes, although you have already passed, you still have to continue to see your aptitude." At the same time, he said loudly: "Flying four flying swords at the same time can only be regarded as an introduction, so , controlling one more flying sword will prove that your aptitude is better, and at the same time, you can get better training resources."

"Shut up!" Xing Shiyi roared, as if Jian Si's voice had disturbed him.

"Hmph!" Jian Si snorted coldly, and did not refute Xing Eleven, but to see how far he could go.

1 minute, 2 minutes, 3 minutes, finally, the fifth flying sword lying on the ground moved, and then slowly floated up.

At this time, Xing Shiyi's forehead was covered with dense sweat.

"Very good." Jian Si nodded: "If you have reached the limit, control them to fly around you twice."

This time, Xing Shiyi didn't refute Jian Si, but he didn't let those flying swords circle around him twice.

"You still want the sixth one to fly? You're overthinking your capabilities." Jian Si just snorted coldly in disdain.

5 minutes, 10 minutes, finally, when everyone was waiting impatiently, the sixth flying sword finally shook, and then slowly floated up bit by bit, but when the flying sword just flew up The ground fell about [-] centimeters without warning.

"Hey." Jian Si curled his lips in disdain: "Don't try again, hurry up."

"Hmph!" Xing Shiyi snorted coldly, and manipulated the flying sword to circle around himself twice slowly, and then returned those accessories to their original positions.

"call--"

At this time, Xing Shiyi breathed a sigh of relief. Although it was only for a few 10 minutes, his clothes were completely soaked.

"You passed." Jian Si smiled, regretting his hand, and he took back the twelve flying swords on the ground, and then said to Xing Eleven: "Stand there and wait."

This time, Xing Eleven did not refute, but stood there honestly.

"Next!"