It all starts with killing the vicious dog

Chapter 85

At 300 o'clock in the morning, more than [-] students gathered in the open space outside the main gate of the Frenzied Sword Martial Arts Gym.

Junior Martial God Jiang Xiong said loudly: "The actual combat assessment is dangerous, there is still time to quit now."

Seeing that no students left, Jiang Xiong waved his hand and said, "Get in the car."

One by one, the students jumped into the trucks, and the trucks went straight to the outside of the gathering place.

Zhao Shanhe drove a pickup truck and followed behind the convoy just like the parents of those students.

After this period of time, he felt more and more that Qin Feng is the protagonist of the eternal world.

After eating some beast king meat, in about a month, Qin Feng's physical fitness has been promoted from an intermediate apprentice to a junior warrior.

Thousands of apprentices come to his noodle shop every day to eat Beastmaster Meat Noodles, and their breakthrough speed is not as fast as that of Qin Feng.

"Whether Qin Feng is the protagonist or not, he is still my employee and should take care of him."

Looking at the convoy directly in front of him, Zhao Shanhe took out a cloud smoke and lit it, puffing out the cloud with a contented expression.

The great commander of each gathering place is in charge of everything in each gathering place.

In a world full of monsters, the rule is that the strong prey on the weak and the strong respect!
More than an hour later, the convoy stopped at the entrance of an abandoned county town.

"This martial artist assessment takes eight hours. Killing ten level-three monsters or one level-four monster is considered to pass the assessment. The monster's heart is used as evidence. Now start the timing." Jiang Xiong said.

All the students from the Crazy Saber Martial Arts School headed straight for the county seat with alloy sabers in their hands.

The county in front of me has long been occupied by monsters, and all monsters above level four in the city have been cleared out in advance.

As for how many students can pass the assessment, and how many students are disabled and die, the senior management of the mad knife martial arts don't care.

If you choose the path of a warrior, you are doomed to face danger. If you reach the standard of a junior warrior, but lose to a level [-] monster, you deserve to die!
Zhao Shanhe, who was strolling in the garden, silently paid attention to Qin Feng, while transforming his spiritual power into divine consciousness.

Compared with the spiritual consciousness of a cultivator, the level of spiritual power is much lower.

He who has reached the golden core stage of cultivation and refining Qi has already cultivated his spiritual consciousness.

With the reduction of mental power, the number of spiritual consciousness continues to increase.

"Nine parts of spiritual power are transformed into one part of spiritual consciousness. The quality of spiritual consciousness far exceeds spiritual power."

"In the future, the spiritual power obtained by absorbing the power of emotion from the Seven Emotions Sutra, a Shinto technique, will be transformed into spiritual consciousness."

Abandoning miscellaneous thoughts, Zhao Shanhe, holding the Wanduan black iron sword, quietly followed behind Qin Feng.

But Qin Feng, who was hundreds of meters away, was attacking a third-level monster with an alloy saber.

The strength of a third-level monster is comparable to that of a senior apprentice.

Qin Feng's physical fitness has exceeded the minimum standard for junior warriors.

Relying on the sharp alloy sword, he beheaded a level three monster in less than three minutes.

"Even if the flowers in the greenhouse have the protagonist's life, they cannot be the protagonist."

"As long as he doesn't encounter a mortal crisis, I won't make a move!"

Time passed by every minute and every second, and before I knew it, it was more than two hours.

"All the spiritual power is transformed into spiritual consciousness, and the detection range is only about 200 meters."

Although the scope of detection has been reduced, the divine sense can see smaller things.

If the mental power can see one centimeter, the spiritual consciousness can see one millimeter.

Overjoyed in his heart, Zhao Shanhe took out a bottle of Fenjiu and drank a few sips.

Suddenly, houses fell into the ground one after another, screaming one after another.

Zhao Shanhe, who soared into the sky, thought to himself: "The ground is sinking?"

"Ruins!" Someone exclaimed loudly.

Zhao Shanhe, who was walking through the air, rushed over following the sound.

But Qin Feng was already holding the alloy saber and rushing towards the ruins below.

Because of the ground subsidence, a bronze palace appeared about [-] meters above the ground.

The cultivators who got the news rushed over from all directions.

Zhao Shanhe changed his mind and followed him in a leisurely manner.

"An inconspicuous thing, picked up by the protagonist, may be a peerless treasure."

With this in mind, Zhao Shanhe peeped at Qin Feng with his divine sense.

The bronze palace reveals hundreds of square meters, but these hundreds of square meters are obviously only an insignificant corner.

Following Qin Feng, Zhao Shanhe entered the bronze palace.

In the bronze palace buried deep in the ground, there is a faint light, and the visibility of ordinary people is two or three meters.

The powerful Zhao Shanhe can see about [-] meters away.

"Mr. Zhao." Jiang Xiong came quickly.

"Instructor Jiang." Zhao Shanhe responded.

"Mr. Zhao is interested in this ruin?" Jiang Xiong asked.

"Come in and have a look, maybe there is something I can use." Zhao Shanhe said bluntly.

"Mr. Zhao, this relic was discovered by our Crazy Sword Martial Arts students." Jiang Xiong reminded.

"Perhaps the former owner of this ruin was named Zhao." Zhao Shanhe said confidently.

"Mr. Zhao, Zhang Xiaofeng, our chief curator, is recognized as the strongest in the world." Jiang Xiong said again.

"So what if it is? So what if it's not?" Zhao Shanhe didn't take it seriously, and it was impossible to make him retreat with just a few words.

"Mr. Zhao, our chief curator is already at the seventh level of the planet." Jiang Xiong said again.

"The relics are in the world, and those who see them have a share." Zhao Shanhe pretended to be stupid, and after all, he didn't know what level was above the Valkyrie. He was still a little confused when he heard the seventh level of the planet.

There is no relevant information on the Internet, and people who are relatively familiar with it have limited access to things.

Realizing that the threat was useless, Jiang Xiong stopped talking and rushed to the depths of the ruins.

While paying attention to Qin Feng, Zhao Shanhe explored the surroundings with his spiritual sense.

Following Qin Feng, who is very likely to be the protagonist, may be able to get a chance, but he believes in himself more.

"It's back here again, is it a maze?"

Like a bronze wall, it has the ability to isolate the consciousness.

Suddenly found himself spinning in circles, Zhao Shanhe was speechless.

In a flash, a pack of Yunyan was added to his hand.

Walking on foot, following behind Qin Feng, Zhao Shanhe used shredded tobacco as a mark.

Every few meters, a thin piece of shredded tobacco is dropped, which is difficult for others to detect, but he who has spiritual consciousness can naturally see it clearly.

Ten minutes later, looking at the shredded tobacco on the ground, Zhao Shanhe fell into deep thought.

Walking along the passage, every few meters, you can find the shredded tobacco he lost.

dozens of meters away.Qin Feng, who noticed the abnormality, turned around immediately.

Zhao Shanhe soared into the sky and floated above the passage.

After Qin Feng passed by, he landed and returned to the ground silently.

Walking in the opposite direction, still circling, Zhao Shanhe, who was depressed in his heart, was not in a hurry.

"Organs, there must be organs." Qin Feng said to himself.

Hearing this, Zhao Shanhe smiled wryly. He also knew that there was a trap, but the key was that he didn't know where the trap was!
He checked the ground, walls, and ceiling of the passage twice with his spiritual sense, and found no trace.

"By the way, why is Jiang Xiong missing?"

Suddenly remembering that he went around a few times, but didn't meet Jiang Xiong, Zhao Shanhe was very puzzled.

Half an hour later, Qin Feng lined up his palm against the wall, and a door suddenly appeared.

"As expected of the protagonist, a door can be opened with just one slap."

"Jiang Xiong was the first to disappear. Could it be that Jiang Xiong is also the protagonist?"

After waiting for a few minutes, Zhao Shanhe walked to the place where Qin Feng disappeared, and slapped the wall with increasing force.

In an instant, the door that disappeared appeared again.

Zhao Shanhe, who was on guard secretly, walked into the door on the wall.

With his spiritual consciousness outside, he found Qin Feng in only 2 minutes.

The bronze used to cast the palace can isolate his consciousness, where there is no bronze, his consciousness can flow unimpeded.

Qin Feng, who was walking in front, was blocked by a closed gate.

"The diameter of the copper rings on the two doors differs by about three millimeters, which is obviously abnormal."

Observing Qin Feng carefully, he tried to remove the copper ring on the door.

After tossing for a few minutes, Qin Feng took off the small copper ring on the bronze door on the right.

(End of this chapter)