She was sweating and thinking.
The opponent is a stone man who can imitate her fighting power, but after all, a stone head can’t imitate her intelligence. This situation should be outwitted in addition to the enemy.
She led the stone statues to fight all the time, deliberately revealing many flaws to test the stone statues. With these flaws, she hit them with one punch, and the smashed hands, feet and bodies were quickly restored to their original state. Even once the whole head was kicked off, they could fly back to grow up.
Mom, this is just another herself. Still alive!
Chapter 113 A game rule
"Lin Qing’s stone hand was broken and healed on its own. Keep hitting her!"
"Oh, your head has fallen off again, but it’s a pity that the horse has grown out. This won’t do!"
"This move didn’t break your leg!"
The "guidance" of the flying edge next to the May Fourth Movement heard Lin Qing like entering the scene of a horror film.
She can bear it. "May 4th, you shut up! It’s a stone statue! "
Stone statues that look like themselves have the illusion of self-defeating after fighting for minutes.
Lin Qing forced himself to meditate and think that this is Taihua’s introductory test. Although it is certainly difficult, the moral of this simulated fighter is to defeat himself. This is a challenge for the participants, but it is impossible to keep the opponent alive in a cycle.
Moreover, Lingzhou has also been discussed by Brother Xiang Linmen. Taihua gave them the entrance test because of the extremely spiritual benefits, and it will not give them a blind alley after adjustment. After calm thinking, she concluded that this stone man must die.
Her figure flickers left and right, and she doesn’t stop fighting with the stone man. Because of her equal strength, both sides have been recruited and can’t get good. It is occasional to be hit. Lin Qing’s physical pain is really uncomfortable
"I can’t go for such a long time. Once I lose my spiritual strength, I will suffer."
"It’s a fast attack on her!"
"May 4th, don’t give me a bitch."
Since the May 4th Movement, it seems that it has become … even worse in some ways. Sparrows are really not good birds!
She tried her best to find the dead hole of the stone statue. If anyone else had a field, she would have found that this stone fighting was beyond the reach of the younger brother of the practice class. This erratic figure may not even be reached by the master of Taihuazong’s later practice.
You come and I go and observe carefully many times. When a glimmer of light passes through the eyes of the stone statue, Lin Qing’s heart moves, "This is it!"
She stepped on her toes and approached the moment when the fist collided with the stone statue. She was short, bypassed it, squeezed her fist right across from the stone man, and quickly dug up the stone statue with her fingers, sliding her eyes and crushing them without hesitation.
It’s really bad to dig people’s eyes or look like their own stone eyes. Fortunately, it’s a stone man. If it’s more realistic, Lin Qing doesn’t even know if he can get it.
As soon as two small stone balls were crushed, the whole stone man stopped like an energy source, and then a stone was fragmented and soon turned into dust.
Lin Qing was so tired that he gasped and said with a wry smile, "If I become a celebrity one day, I won’t promise to be a stone wax dummy for me."
Although I didn’t return the palm, it was over.
Soon after, she was sent to a square. Only a few people were sparse. Most of them were silent. Not far from her, a man who looked like he was in his twenties and was eleven stories thin seemed a little loud. He was constantly harassing a man in gray. The latter had lost two fingers in his left hand. He was already practicing well and didn’t want to talk to him.
Thin see Lin Qing was out of the small eye a bright strength immediately shift target squinting to befriend "little girl is quite busy, so soon out of the war tut tut-tut is not simple, six layers of practice is so severe, what’s the name of the little girl? My name is Jin You can call me thin brother before."
Lin Qing took a sniffle at the corner of his mouth and pulled out a smirk and ignored him.
The little thief’s eyes rolled round and round to show that he was up to no good.
The thin man is not discouraged, but he keeps on talking about the scum. "Little girl, don’t be so unreasonable. If you go to Taihua together, you will be brothers and sisters."
"How many times did you come to Taihua? Brother, I have been here for the third time and have rich experience. Do you want to teach you a few tricks? "
Lin Qing pretended to meditate and thought to herself, it is said that every time Taihua’s introductory test is different, and this person has taken the test three times and has not yet started. I’m afraid it’s hard to have this experience.
After the monks came out one after another, thin Lin Qing touched a rebuff and went to talk to others.
Lin Qing listened to the monks’ communication with his ears upright. It turned out that in the second middle school, the monks met their opponents. Some of them were originally participating monks, some were monsters, some were puppets, and some were ghosts. However, most of the opponents’ strength was quite poor, and they were able to shoot their opponents with one hand.
Lin Qing thought it seems that Taihuazong was quite measured in this war, and it was not as bloody and cruel as the friar had imagined.
An hour later, after all the monks were in place, a middle-aged monk appeared at the high platform of the square in the late period of the foundation.
Middle-aged monk coldly hum the whole field was silent.
He looked around the crowd carefully, and then with a wave of his hand, everyone’s right arm was tied with a ribbon field, and it looked red, yellow, blue, green, green, orange and purple … All kinds of colors were deep and shallow, and there were about 200 colors that made people see things in a blur.
All the younger brothers know everything, and Taihua is buzzing again.
The middle-aged monk raised his hand and said, "My name is Lu. I am in charge of the entrance test of Taihua. The third clan is strong not by personal strength, but by each monk. The third team of Qi Xin Cooperation Office is usually assigned to the same color ribbon monks."
The monks heard the news and looked at each other in the crowd looking for their own team.
A young man with a headscarf raised his hand and said, "Uncle Lu, some colors are too close. I’m afraid of the wrong team."
Before the monk in the middle of the field could answer, Thin jumped up and said, "You can’t even tell the color of fart, but you still come to practice."
The monks burst into laughter when they heard the news.
Brother Lu, a middle-aged monk, ignored the two spoilers and raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet and continue to say, "Ten people in each color ribbon won the bid for the captain. This is two hours to rob his team members. Only when he got his color ribbon, he lost 50 captains’ lives and the team members lost more than half a team can he pass! The more ribbons there are, the top five in the team will be rewarded with Dan medicine. Anyone who loses the ribbon will be automatically taken out of the examination room and lose the entry qualification! "
At this point, everyone felt that the arm was flying with the wind, and the ribbon was too flamboyant. Some female practitioners took out needles and sewed it securely.
Another big earlobe monk stretched out his neck and asked, "wouldn’t it be a loss if I were assigned to the team and all of them were weak?"
The middle-aged monk said lightly, "Fairy Path is not absolutely fair, but I know that it is not easy for you to take the exam, and I will try my best to give you a relatively fair opportunity."
When everyone is well, the team really finds that the proportion of the first, middle and last three periods of practicing gas in each team is equal.
After the middle-aged monk announced the rules, he said lightly, "You wait and come with me."
By the time the monks came out in the procession, they were already wrapped in a fog in the Woods with the group members.
May 4th poked its head out and looked at the sound to Lin Qing. "Why are all the rubbish in your team?"
Lin Qing pressed it. "Just because you love a pimp doesn’t mean you don’t have the strength, so do you."
Turn over at losing your temper during the May 4th Movement. "It’s up to you. If you can’t get the cancellation method again, I want you to look good."
She looked at this group of people also have a headache.
Half of them are the people who came out in front to make a sample.
The captain is missing two fingers, the man in gray is loud and thin, and the young man who is suspected of being color-blind and wearing a headscarf is also listed. In addition, there is the first person who sews ribbons and dresses beautiful women. Four of them are new faces.
This team is not easy to fight!
Chapter 114 Tear towel strategy
It’s the first time for everyone to meet strangers, but this team is not lonely, because several people like to speak and make noise in a short time.
Thin is a panacea. "You don’t identify with each other. Now we are in the same boat. Oh, Li Ge, I am so lucky to be assigned to a team with you …" After that, I salivated and talked a lot of nonsense.
The color-blind youth was swept by him in front of him, and he felt uncomfortable in his heart. "Who said that if you can’t tell the color clearly, you can’t cultivate?"
Brother big earlobe jumped out again and was dissatisfied. "The number of people in our team at the initial stage of practicing Qi is still more than some teams, which is unfair and unfair!"
Li Hongyi, a man in gray, is the highest and the captain. He looks at this loose sand and looks gloomy.
Lin Qing watched him clench his fist several times, and the veins stood out burst into points, enduring this group of "Uzbekistan"