Wen Jing said coldly, "This is definitely not an F-rank beast; it's at least C-rank. What on earth are the people in the assessment department up to?!"
A disturbance also broke out in the audience.
Qin Ze looked towards the examiners' table and noticed that Brother Yuanzi and Teacher Yao had left sometime earlier.
Only Number Three was present to maintain order and evacuate the audience.
At the same time, the stadium's loudspeakers began broadcasting announcements.
"Due to the negligence of the assessment department, a Class C alien beast disguised as a Class F alien beast was not discovered."
"To prevent the escape of the Class C monsters, the training grounds are now completely closed. Spectators, please evacuate in an orderly manner."
"The school security department is expected to arrive at the scene in five minutes."
Qin Ze's face was as cold as frost.
Let alone five minutes, this beast could devour them all in less than a minute, leaving not even bones behind.
They were merely level one or two martial artists, utterly powerless against a level C beast.
Qin Ze saw a huge alloy plate covering his head, isolating the training ground from the outside world.
In other words, the professional team was completely abandoned.
The beast continued to focus its gaze on Qin Ze in front of it.
Its eyes were full of mockery; the War Stomp had returned.
"Get up!"
Qin Ze's hands were empty, yet it felt as if a mountain was pressing down on them.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't lift the hand even an inch.
It looked like Qin Ze was about to be trampled into a pile of mud by the strange beast.
Unleashing his Blood Rage Wen Jing, Wen Jing delivered a powerful Iron Mountain Lean to the beast's hind leg.
The beast's enormous body trembled, its forelimbs pressing against Qin Ze's shoulder as it stepped onto the ground.
Wen Jing glanced at Qin Ze and said, "Take Lu Tongtong away."
Walk?
But now he can't even get up.
Bang--
The beast twisted its body suddenly, and its thick tail lashed out at Wen Jing.
With a "pop," Wen Jing exploded into a cloud of blood mist.
Sticky bits of meat were smeared all over Qin Ze's face.
Lu Tongtong was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she squatted on the ground, trembling.
A tentacle extends from each side of the beast's body.
One rope was used to bind Lu Tongtong, and the other was used to bind Qin Ze.
"No... no..."
Qin Ze watched helplessly as the strange beast placed Lu Tongtong in its mouth, his eyes wide with fury.
Lu Tongtong gave Qin Ze a poignant smile, "A C-level alien beast, we can't defeat it, Qin..."
Before Lu Tongtong could finish speaking, the beast swallowed it whole.
Immediately, the beast lifted Qin Ze up and stared at him with eyes larger than lanterns.
As his teammates died one after another before his eyes, a profound sense of powerlessness instantly swept over Qin Ze.
Lu Tongtong's last words echoed in his ears again.
That was a C-level alien beast; a level two one like him couldn't defeat it.
As the tentacles tightened, Qin Ze began to suffocate.
The voices from unknown sources in my mind grew louder and louder.
Qin Ze thought that before he was strangled to death by the strange beast, he would be driven crazy by these noises.
"Go for it, big brother who can transform!"
"Hurry up and go hiking! What the hell are you doing standing around here like that!"
"Damn it, I'm going to die here."
" Pretty God, stand up!"
"Don't embarrass the Circus!"
We're halfway up the mountain, just one step away.
"..."
Qin Ze struggled to open his eyes. "Yes, climbing mountains, I want to go climbing mountains..."
The moment something pops into the mind, the distorted Spiritual Sea of Consciousness immediately erases it.
At this moment, Qin Ze's Spiritual Sea of Consciousness was in complete chaos, and his Tree of Mind had already collapsed.
He was barely holding on through sheer willpower, and was only one step away from complete collapse.
"Get out of the way, all of you! This condition requires strong medicine!"
Wake up!
boom--
A deafening explosion erupted from Qin Ze's Spiritual Sea of Consciousness.
A powerful mental shock surged into the Spiritual Sea of Consciousness along the Local Area Network, instantly stabilizing the distorted Spiritual Sea of Consciousness.
The Tree of Mind stubbornly rose from the ground, resisting the forces that had invaded the sea of consciousness.
Qin Ze's eyes instantly regained their clarity.
The surrounding scene was like a soap bubble, popped with a "pop".
Qin Ze returned to that distorted world once again.
He was currently halfway up the mountain, with the world line right above his head.
Twisted lines nearby were tightly wrapped around Qin Ze's waist.
However, due to Qin Ze's "restoration of sight," the lines were no longer as deadly and entangled as they had been at the beginning.
"Thanks, Captain."
Qin Ze had just experienced what the Sage described as a period of decline.
The power of the Strange God is far too great.
Taking advantage of the moment when his Spiritual Sea of Consciousness collapsed, he immediately invaded her consciousness.
A dream world was created based on Qin Ze's experiences and the information he knew.
Due to the collapse of his Spiritual Sea of Consciousness, Qin Ze felt that although the illusion was strange, it was also reasonable, just like a dream.
If the Captain hadn't broken the stalemate between Qin Ze and the Strange God with a mental shock, Qin Ze would have been Soundlessness killed in the illusion.
The illusions progressed layer by layer, deepening Qin Ze's impression that he was only Level Two Martial Artist and unable to fight against a level C alien beast.
Let him forget to resist and let him be slaughtered by beasts.
Qin Ze let out a long sigh of relief, "I underestimated the power of the Strange God."
He hadn't faced the opponent directly, and the area only had half the power of the Strange God, yet he almost perished.
Compared to this, the Strange God we encountered before were nothing but a bunch of worthless scum.
The Captain's voice was full of exhaustion; that attack had almost completely drained his mental energy.
"You can try splitting it evenly; that might make it a little easier."
Qin Ze shook his head. "You cannot withstand the authority of God."
He had previously considered dispersing the negative buffs affecting his Spiritual Sea of Consciousness Spiritual Sea of Consciousness it.
But this force was too strong; even he could hardly withstand it. If it were spread out, there would only be one outcome: the complete annihilation of all the old men in the Circus.
Qin Ze would only resort to this bankruptcy-style approach as a last resort.
The sounds of the cattle and horses, filled with emotion, echoed through the Local Area Network.
"Waaaaah~ I knew the Pretty God loved us."
"I want to have a baby with the Pretty God!"
"It's so touching."
"Isn't he not doing this because he's worried that no one will be there to help him cultivate?"
"This child, speaking such blunt truths."
"..."
The Captain said, "I suddenly have an idea."
"I'm going to the Illusion Race. If I succeed, I'll take you flying!"
With that, the exhausted Captain hurriedly logged off.
Qin Ze took a deep breath and struggled forward step by step toward the world line at the summit.
The world became increasingly distorted, Spiritual Sea of Consciousness was subjected to wave after wave of violent impacts.
However, having learned from past mistakes, Qin Ze maintained his Tree of Mind and dared not slacken in the slightest.
The lines on the ground transformed into bizarre, giant hands that tore at Qin Ze's clothes and clung to his legs.
Qin Ze's dark eyes were fixed on that world line, and the lines on his body were twisted beyond recognition.
With only one step left to reach the summit, Qin Ze, whose body was already half-twisted, reached out his right hand toward the world line.
Finally, he had this world in his grasp.