The system digitized everyone's strength and divided them into twenty levels. Each increase in level unlocked 5% of their strength …
But Wang Ling realized that this kind of digitization didn't seem to have any effect on him. Because he wasn't a Foundation Establishment cultivator to begin with. Up until now, he had been faking his realm at school …
Foundation Establishment high schools were filled with students at the Foundation Establishment stage, and the system settings for this trial version of "Cultivator's Canyon" naturally restricted the digitization to those at the Foundation Establishment stage.
In other words, Wang Ling hadn't truly digitized himself like everyone else.
His level had also been divided into twenty levels, and he also needed to absorb experience to level up. But this kind of leveling up was meaningless to Wang Ling.
So even though he was only at level one now, he was now a god-like existence in this map.
Forget three people, even if it was an entire division of troops, Wang Ling felt that he could kill them with one slash of his sword …
But as a qualified support, Wang Ling couldn't do it himself; the economy and kills of the bottom lane had to be given to the carry. Turning his head to look at Hero Guo, who was already shivering under the tower, Wang Ling walked out of the reed marsh.
Now, Wang Ling decided to take shelter in his body and go out to lure a wave of people …
Leaving the opportunity to the others was probably the least eye-catching method Wang Ling could think of.
Even if he couldn't kill anyone, he could at least swindle some skills …
…
…
Tang Jingze, Liang Zheng and Liang Fei were lying in wait in the reed marsh on the red side.
In the virtual game space, everyone had turned into a mass of data, and their auras and spiritual senses had been sealed off by the system. Thus, they didn't have to worry at all that their auras would be detected by the opponent.
"Look, that pretty boy has come out!"
"This guy is only level one, where did he get the guts from?"
"Look at his shabby appearance, he definitely doesn't play games much. I bet it's a trap! "
"So are we going or not?"
They squatted in the grass and discussed this, and finally fixed their gazes on Tang Jingze's face. "Senior, say something!"
To be honest, Tang Jingze had refused at first … After all, after these two days of contact with Wang Ling, he had already reflected deeply on how toxic this pretty boy with the buzz cut was.
Go!
Or not go …
That was the problem.
In this type of MOBA game, it was quite common to rely on capturing people to achieve a numerical advantage.
Right now, they had the advantage in terms of numbers and levels. In Tang Jingze's eyes, Wang Ling, who was only at level one, was like a piece of juicy pork doused in soy sauce and caviar; he could smell the aroma of meat from far away!
Finally, Tang Jingze gritted his teeth. "Go!"
With so many people, what was there to be afraid of?
On the other side, Hero Guo was still holed up under the tower. From a distance, he could hear rustling sounds coming from the reeds up ahead. Then, he saw three people, each carrying a white sword, slashing at Wang Ling. "Classmate Wang Ling, be careful!"
Before the spirit swords were officially combined, the effects of the swordsmanship would be minimal, and it would also be a waste of blue bars. After being digitized, the blue bar represented spiritual power. So after careful consideration, the three people who jumped out chose to attack normally, and planned to rely on their numbers to hack Wang Ling to death …
"Pegasus Meteor Sword!"
"Hugging a Sister to Kill!"
"Starburst Abandon Healing Slash!"
Although this wasn't a swordsmanship, a normal attack still had a name, and it had to be shouted out loud for it to look imposing. After all, roaring was the way to deal damage … this was an eternal truth.
Three Heavens slashed at Wang Ling with a white sword in hand, as mighty and majestic as a man on a horse.
Wang Ling just stood there, not moving at all. He knew very well what would happen if these three people hit him. Although this was only a game, the backlash from his Sage Body was still there. If these three people slashed at him … wouldn't there be nothing left of him from the backlash?
This wasn't what Wang Ling wanted to see …
Taking down three kills was really too eye-catching.
So now was the time to test his body movement skills.
Wang Ling had learned many of his skills without a teacher, and he had rarely had the chance to use skills that were so lethal since he was young. Only body movement skills were something that Wang Ling could practice when he had nothing to do.
In the cultivation world, most body movement skills were about being prepared for a rainy day, predicting an attack's trajectory and then dodging it.
But Wang Ling couldn't do this, because this kind of body movement was too advanced and would attract attention. Thus, after a long period of practice, Wang Ling had figured out a body movement that suited him the best.
So in the end, Wang Ling's conclusion was — the most flamboyant movement was no movement, and the most heaven-defying body movement was no body movement …
"Looks like the capture was very successful this time. First blood is about to be born in the bottom lane," Headmaster Jin said solemnly.
The female host exclaimed, "Now No. 59 High School's Tang Jingze, Liang Zheng and Liang Fei are the first to attack Student Wang Ling, who has misunderstood the power of abdominal muscles! What's the result?! "
Everyone held their breaths as they watched Tang Jingze and the other two raise their white swords and swiftly slash at Wang Ling like a clap of thunder.
The wind blew up Wang Ling's short hair …
This should have been a sure-hit attack!
However, a scene that no one could have imagined happened …
In the face of the three's pincer attack, Wang Ling, who had been standing still on the spot, suddenly swayed slightly.
The average distance between the three swords and Wang Ling was only 0.01 centimeters. But after a quarter of an incense stick of time! Wang Ling turned sideways, and the swords actually slashed at empty air …
"What the hell?! … What kind of body movement is this? "The female host, Headmaster Jin and his friends were all stupefied.
"Our No. 60 High School's body movement lesson hasn't started yet. For Student Wang Ling to be able to dodge … maybe he's just lucky."
"This kid must have learned a body movement skill on his own! Dodging three swords with a sidestep, who are you trying to fool?! "
"Headmaster Jin, don't get excited. The old Secretary is also sitting here, why don't we let him have his opinion?"
On the rostrum, all the leaders watched the replay from the director's perspective.
Staring at the replay, the old Secretary shook his head slightly after a moment. "I didn't see any body movement skill this student used; it was just an ordinary sidestep."
"…"
Even this old Secretary said so; Headmaster Jin was instantly speechless. The old Secretary's strength was unfathomable, and there was no need to doubt his authority.
Looking at the economic disparity in the audience, the female host couldn't help sighing. "This time, the students from No. 59 High School failed to capture the enemy, and also lost money on the army line, so the students from No. 60 High School are directly ahead by two thousand! I hope the students from No. 59 High School won't be discouraged, and keep up the good work! "
Hearing the female host's words, Headmaster Chen smiled triumphantly. "So for this kind of team game, my advice is not to think about making a big splash in the early stages. Steady development is the way to go."
"Chen Tianxiang, don't be so smug, I'll definitely overtake them!" Headmaster Jin puffed up his cheeks and glared at Headmaster Chen as he spoke telepathically.
On the rostrum, the leaders discussed animatedly. Only Odd Zhuo stared at the screen in silence … because he was the only one who knew how unfathomable this youngster was.
Six years ago, he had killed a demon king in one blow. Such terrifying strength … even the old Secretary might not have been able to do it.
But Odd Zhuo hadn't expected that after searching for Wang Ling for so long, the other party would still seem to have sensed him and use all sorts of methods to avoid him. And when they finally met again after six years, it was actually at this spirit sword exchange meet.
Looking at Wang Ling's youthful face, which had matured a little, and at the same time looking back at that childish little face from six years ago …
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