Seeing the actions of the powerful people of the Scale Clan, the girl in white boots and short skirt from the ancient tribe was slightly startled, jumped down from the table, and said with some surprise: "King of Hell, you are not planning on using clerical items, are you?"

Several other dignitaries who came to join in the fun also moved to the window.

"What does it have to do with it? We were fighting together through this 'eye of the sky' a few days ago. While the central system has not been formatted, we only need to make a little use of it..."

Before he finished speaking, the young man in red copper armor who was lying on the ground and listening continued: "Strange, why is Chief Instructor Bai also nearby?"

…

The back mountain is a top of peaks standing near the sea.

There were two people standing opposite each other in the empty field, it was Jiang Qian and Bai Wuhen.

"I thought you couldn't come, but I didn't expect you to be quite punctual."

Bai Wuhen has an arrogant temperament and an attitude of not taking anyone seriously:

"It's okay. It didn't disappoint me too much."

The implication of his words was that Jiang Qian did not dare to keep the appointment.

Jiang Qian was not angry and said with a smile: "The place you made an appointment with is really hard to find. If I hadn't left early, I might have really disappointed you."

"Hahaha, okay! Then I'm looking forward to it even more. There is a legendary unconventional evolver who can rival Ji Ming. I will try your edge today."

The two looked at each other, and both saw a clear and determined fighting spirit in each other's eyes.

Not far away, on higher peaks, two figures were drinking tea in a pavilion built against the mountain.

Ji Ming and Lan Junxian had been waiting here for a long time in advance. Mo Sheng stood beside them, serving tea.

The three of them used the props as cover and quietly watched the fire from the other side.

In the conference room of the training camp.

The powerful man of the Scale Tribe, known as the King of Hell, took out the prism prop and suspended it in the air. During the process of adjusting the focus, a holographic image of Jiang Qian and Bai Wuhen confronting each other on the top of the mountain appeared in mid-air.

"Hey, this is Qianlong, don't use your true self, isn't it? It doesn't look bad!"

"Is this a one-on-one challenge? It's so exciting..."

"Wait a minute, why are Lao Bai and Qianlong Bu used together?"

"Hey! I've heard about this, and I was so angry that I was so angry! It made a big fuss, let me tell you..."

The handsome young man in red copper armor stood up from the ground and was about to talk about the gossip with great interest when the door of the conference room was knocked open through a crack.

Several dignitaries looked sideways when they heard the sound, and saw several reserve soldiers standing at the door with blank expressions.

They were holding the training and double exam result notices in their hands, and they seemed to have found the wrong door before they stumbled into the conference room.

"I'm sorry, we just want to find Instructor Bai. There were a lot of offenses at the martial arts test two days ago. We want to apologize in person."

It was Canyon Lao Liu who spoke. As the "only seedling" of the ancient tribe in this training camp, Canyon Lao Liu was directly selected as the leader of this apology.

After all, Bai Wuhen doesn't look like a reasonable person at first glance. It's always easier to talk to someone from the same family.

However, as soon as these dignitary reserves arrived at the door, they were stunned when they saw the two people standing opposite each other in the holographic projection!

"This is……"

"Don't use Qianlong, and Instructor Bai...?!"

At this time, the girl in white boots and short skirt who was also from the ancient tribe smiled and said to everyone: "Instructor Bai is busy~"

"Okay, okay, excuse me!"

Canyon Lao Liu quickly urged the others to retreat and closed the door of the conference room with a smile.

Outside the conference room, other dignitaries and reserve personnel looked at each other.

Night Dragonfly had an idea: "Follow me!"

Several people quickly slipped out of the large conference room, then randomly found a free classroom and closed the door tightly.

Night Dragonfly took out a red transparent fish tank from the prop locker and threw the water in the fish tank into the air.

The water in the tank immediately condensed into a flat and clear mirror, and the ripples on the mirror surface gradually revealed the silhouette of a person on the top of the mountain.

Currently, there is a red-backed dragonfly resting on the window sill of the large conference room. This dragonfly, which looks like a goldfish, is facing the holographic image at the front of the conference room, with its two compound eyes staring firmly at the person in the image.

…

The top of the back mountain.

Bai Wuhen is reiterating the rules of competition:

"For the sake of fairness, I will still avoid the output of abilities and props that can kill in one hit, including the power and authority of the ethnic group belonging to the four-state dignitaries."

"This time is not just for fun. The sword has no eyes. I advise you not to be careless. This is the last chance I give you. If you lose, you must be convinced and don't bother me again."

Jiang Qian was calm: "I agree, until I win."

Bai Wuhen frowned secretly.

The fighting spirit is on the verge of breaking out.

Bai Wuhen started to charge forward, exploding like thunder!

The sharp silver antlers stretched out from Bai Wuhen's palms, and when they came to Jiang Qian's eyes, they formed an unstoppable offensive. The antlers extending from his palms aimed at Jiang Qian's vital points from multiple directions.

The wings that had been preparing for Jiang Qian's back suddenly stretched out, and when Bai Wuhen was about to burst into anger, they volleyed in vain and descended towards the opponent's back!

This speed and reaction were completely different from his performance at the martial arts test that day.

Bai Wuhen was not worried, he crossed his palms and pierced the antlers from his armpits! He attacked Jiang Qian from behind and descended quickly.

His rich combat experience allows him to methodically grasp the current situation.

The poisonous fangs grow darkly in the palms of Jiang Qian's fingers, connecting with the pure white antlers of the sword!

The corners of Bai Wuhen's mouth raised: "Repeat the same trick? Stupid."

However, the fangs biting the antlers did not chew up the pure white antlers as they did at the martial arts test site that day.

The antlers and fangs are connected as "weapons" and are not damaged at all when separated.

When Bai Wuhen turned around and faced Jiang Qian again, a hint of surprise flashed in his originally calm eyes.

In the large conference room of the training camp.

Several dignitaries who were keen on discussing gossip just now were now fully focused on the martial arts competition between the two.

The moment Jiang Qian and Bai Wuhen separated, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the powerful man from the Scale clan, known as the King of Hell.

"How handsome! A three-state unconventional and a four-state peak. Although the result is not suspenseful, the fact that Qianlong Wuyong dares to challenge the chief instructor in private is quite impressive!"

The handsome young man wearing red copper armor expressed his views frankly.

"Be quiet and listen carefully~ Even if you are not good at fighting, you don't need to make such a fuss, right? You don't have the dignity of a powerful person at all~" the girl in white boots and short skirt of the same race teased with a smile.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "I'm not wrong! Qianlong Don't Use and Bai Wuhen's moves are indeed wonderful, right, King of Hell?"

Following the gaze of the young man in red copper armor, several other dignitaries from the Tree Tribe and the Deep Sea Tribe also looked towards the Scale Tribe dignitary who had the most outstanding martial arts skills on the scene.

The King of Hell stared at the holographic projection with cold eyes and chuckled: "You are wrong."

"ha?"

"Look, what did I say?"

…

"What I mean is," the scale clan dignitary's eyes gradually narrowed, "you said there is no suspense about the outcome. You are wrong."

"What do you mean?" Several people looked sideways.

The scale clan dignitary said, "Haven't you seen it yet? Bai Wuhen has been suppressed."

On the top of the back mountain displayed by the holographic projection, Jiang Qian and Bai Wuhen exchanged several moves one after another. While each other was unscathed, not even the weapons were injured!

"I remember that the abilities that Bai Wuhen is proud of are the infinite regeneration of the Black Deer's horns and the unparalleled sharpness. But both of these abilities were restrained by Qianlong Wu's weird bite."

The expressions of several people present changed slightly when they heard this. They knew Bai Wuhen's strength so well that they found it even more incredible.

The scale clan dignitary further explained:

"As the color of Bai Wuhen's antlers deepens, it gradually becomes tougher and eventually becomes unstoppable. It stands to reason that white antlers are the easiest to break, and Bai Wuhen often uses this to confuse his opponents and win by surprise. But Qianlong Don't Use It has no need at all.

Plan to break the antlers."

"On the contrary, he used his bite to perfectly fit the outline of the antlers. Not only did he not break the antlers and make them more difficult to capture, he also held the antlers tightly while preventing the tips of the antlers from growing."

"It seems that Bai Wuhen has not suffered a loss, but in fact, he is already in the opponent's rhythm..."

Several dignitaries watched the three-dimensional dynamic images and listened to the explanations of the scale clan dignitaries. They gradually came back to their senses and couldn't help but feel secretly frightened.

In the holographic image, Bai Wuhen's several attacks were ineffective, and his momentum was already frustrated.

But his current state is not at all as bad-tempered and easy-going as the rumors among the reserves. At least at the moment, his mood has not shown obvious fluctuations.

After they separated again, Bai Wuhen looked at the pure white antlers extending from his hands, raised his eyes and sneered:

"I want to retract my previous criticism. It seems that you did get some interesting skills in the "Containment" copy."
To be continued...