Chapter 184: Scheming against Chen Mo is a bit too much crackle. Chen Mo was turning the low-grade spiritual weapon folding knife in his hand. Because it is a selective exam, spiritual weapons are not allowed to be used, and the illusion deprives all spiritual weapons of their attributes equally. In other words, now this knife is just an ordinary pocket knife. This was not a bad thing for Chen Mo. After all, he came from an ordinary family, and the origin of the knife was just a coincidence. If spiritual weapons can be used, then those true children of aristocratic families, such as Gan Qianqian, whose entire family is from Huanggu Martial Arts Academy, will have much greater advantages than ordinary people, and of course this also includes other people. In any case, the 24-hour competition has officially begun, and just as Isher said, everyone has been thrown into different corners of the illusion. From this moment on, any living creature you encounter may be an enemy, and you must proceed with caution. Even if one has an innate divine body, it is not impossible for one to fall into a dangerous situation. After all, those who can enter this illusion are at least in the middle stage of the third realm, and the competition is more intense than when they were in the inner courtyard selection.
Chen Mo jumped onto a thick tree nearby and reached into his pocket. Sure enough, there was a map inside. While keeping vigilant watch on his surroundings, he studied his current position and planned his next route of action. In the square, the rolling fog condensed into a mirror, presenting every corner of the environment to the martial arts academy masters who were watching the game. The mirror was divided into dozens of pieces, each with a different picture, but it was still impossible to show all the people. Director Yi must rely on his omniscience of the illusion to cut the perspective to the corner of the event that is happening, so these images are constantly changing. The only things that remain unchanged are the three fragments at the highest point, which always lock onto the three people from a condescending perspective. The Silver Mirror Divine Body Bai Lang, the Killing Divine Body Xu Fan, and the Branding Divine Body Luan Xingyue. Among the three, the last two were relatively normal, but Bai Lang was just like when he was in the martial arts school in this city, he was quite wild. After entering the illusion, he ignored everything and rushed directly to the highest cliff next to him. Standing at the top, he looked around and then found a target, a figure climbing to the top of the tree, not far below the cliff, so he jumped. He was like an eagle, stretching his arms and swooping down from a great height, but he was not handsome for more than three seconds before he crashed headfirst into the ground. Bang! There was a muffled sound and smoke and dust rose up. Boom boom boom! The figure with silver-white hair jumped out and continued to rush towards the target he had discovered before. After a while, a list appeared next to the mirror outside the illusion. 1. White Wave (1). "The Silver Mirror Divine Body is a bit too much at this time." Gu Yan couldn't help but sigh. He was pitying the other candidates, "Below the fourth realm, there are few who can break through the defense." "The God-Slaying Body can cure him." A middle-aged man who looked a little tired said, "There is also a person with a three-spirit body, I don't remember his name, he also has a chance." "Hahaha."
A fat man with a festive face like Maitreya laughed a few times, "Isn't this a test? If we go to the real Nether Abyss, will we not encounter high-risk targets? Let them adapt in advance." "exactly." The man wearing glasses and looking like an old scholar said, "If you encounter an insurmountable danger, being able to escape is also a plus." In principle, the presidents of these martial arts academies do not participate in the scoring. Their nominal purpose of coming here is just to visit and communicate. In fact, their essential demand is just to observe the competition process and select the students they like. There is only one first place, but there are many people worth cultivating. Those who can become saints must be people who have fought all their lives. They can easily see what kind of people have what kind of potential. Gu Yan sat on a chair in the audience, holding a teacup, staring at the screen. Finally, he saw a familiar figure on one of the inconspicuous fragments. Although his first priority was his grandson, Chen Mo's appearance also made him feel close to him. However, as the scene changed, his smiling expression became serious. At this time, Chen Mo was standing on a tree branch and looking into the distance, and about ten meters behind him, a sneaky figure was approaching. What's more dangerous is that this person has probably learned some kind of half-style method to conceal his aura, and has almost blended into the environment. He is approaching slowly, and it seems that he wants to wait until he is at the closest distance before launching a sneak attack. If it is a major exam for an ordinary class, such a person will generally not appear. Just like in a game, stealth backstab is often more difficult than frontal confrontation. If you are less talented, it may be difficult to fully utilize the effect of this tactic. But this is a major exam for the inner court. Since you dare to choose this path, you must have a mature system. Wu Dayong, who was sitting not far behind, was not moved at all, and even felt a little sleepy, after all, he was still thinking about the knife in the stone tomb. Gu Yan, who was in front, was not aware of Chen Mo's subsequent progress, and he was still a little worried. If they faced each other head-on, he believed that this student whom he had high hopes for could defeat most of the opponents in the illusion, but now he was about to be ambushed, and the outcome was hard to say. The stealthy assassin was getting closer and closer, and the dagger in his hand was being held tighter and tighter, and he was about to be within the range where he could strike. But suddenly, Chen Mo, who seemed unaware, turned around. The assassin was shocked. He knew he was discovered, but he did not panic. There are ways to attack by sneak attack, and there are ways to fight by head-on confrontation. He mobilized his true energy and wanted to rush forward using the half-style first, but there was a sudden movement under his feet. Whoosh whoosh. Grayish-white vines emerged from between the fallen leaves and crawled up the assassin's thighs. This is a trap! By the time he realized it, it was too late. The unique vines of the Nether Abyss had climbed up to his waist in the blink of an eye. If he reacted now, he could quickly cut the vines and escape safely, but just as he was about to do it, he felt the murderous intent coming from the front, so he had to be distracted to deal with it. However, strangely, Chen Mo did not immediately step forward to end his opponent's life, as if he just wanted to watch the other party's bondage play. And, he succeeded. The assassin was distracted and failed to escape in time, and was instantly entangled by the vines. Now, the situation was decided. It would take at least half a minute to break free from the cage, which was enough time for him to die ten times. "Hahaha, you've been fooled. Let me tell you something. When you attack someone, you have to be careful about being attacked by them." Chen Mo stood there with his hands on his hips, looking like a smug villain.
The tied-up assassin was furious, and thought that he would take revenge when he was resurrected. However, suddenly, he found something wrong. Although this man seemed to be mocking and had a smug smile on his face, it was completely fake and his eyes were still cold. At this moment, another afterimage flashed out from the woods next to it and went straight to the assassin who was tied to the ground. It seemed that he wanted to take the opportunity to grab the head first and then deal with Chen Mo. The assassin was shocked, as he had never realized that there was another lurker in this place. But he suddenly discovered the purpose of the "villain" in front of him. "Using me as bait?!" Just as he was shocked, Chen Mo turned into a green light. puff! The second lurker was cut in half and disappeared in a puff of white smoke. Chen Mo put away the folding knife and walked slowly towards the tied man. Chirp. A knife stabbed someone and created a second puff of white smoke. 1. Chen Mo (2) (End of this chapter)