The more Qian Nanhua thought about it, the more he felt that his inference was reasonable, smooth and logically consistent!

"..."

Lin Zhengliu could tell by looking at this man's expression that he was in some kind of mental state.

Simply cut off the floating flag behind Qian Nanhua with one stroke, ending Qian Nanhua's torturous simulated exam trip.

Defeat the enemy with the sword and win with [false transformation].

In this way, the activation conditions for [Re-Engraving] are naturally met!

[Re-engraving] The process was extremely smooth, just like in the past, no need to say anything else.

Lin Zhengliu successfully obtained a transformation-type magic ability.

——[Transformation (Basic)]: Treat individuals whose life energy level is lower than their own or who have lost resistance as targets, and can transform them into small animals not exceeding 2.5 meters tall in a short period of time.

That's right. Qian Yanwu's so-called "demon form" is essentially turning himself into a "little animal".

Lin Zhengliu, who has read a lot of books, knows that if this skill reaches the [advanced] and [advanced] level, it can have the effect of forcing, long-term, and large-scale deformation, and the conditions for its use will not be so harsh.

[Devil Knife] Qian Nanhua and his cousin [Qing Shi Yujian] Qian Yanwu are both quite interesting people.

Qian Nanhua was very imaginative and never used the transformation technique on others. Instead, he exceeded the restrictions and used it on himself. During the battle, he entered a false transformation form called "Devil Stance" to inflict mental shock on the enemy.

, and at the same time, it creates a spiritual suggestion to oneself, exerting one hundred and twenty percent combat effectiveness.

Lin Zhengliu was not interested in the so-called "transformation" that only had its form and no essential changes.

On the other hand, [Transformation] itself can be used with miraculous effects in many different worlds. You can use this to enhance your persuasiveness in pretending to be an [Immortal Master], or simply give yourself the identity of a [Magister].

It's a little bit regretful...

There were quite a few level 4 geniuses, but it was a pity that they worked together as a group. When facing Lin Zhengliu, they unanimously chose to avoid his sharp edge, and just put oil on their feet from a few hundred meters away, completely unwilling to try to rush up and send a wave of warmth.

"Fortunately...the decisive battle is about to begin."

Lin Zhengliu's thoughts flashed: "The last twelve people in the ranking battle are all masters. As long as they are operated properly, the shortcomings in life energy level can be filled immediately!"

Then the three of them made great progress all the way.

Survivors with no special harvesting value and characteristics will be defeated by Yan Linglong and Xu Qinglai.

Finally, when they arrived at the [Decisive Place] chosen by Lin Zhengliu, the number of shots taken by the three Tianjiao team members seemed to be extremely balanced.

The number of "survivors" has also been reduced to a critical point.

In this mock exam, the most intense decisive battle is about to begin!

…

On the only way from [Psychic Quiet Room] to [Illusion Room].

More than a hundred talented students formed a legion and stopped in front of the road sign, crowded and crowded.

The obstacle standing in front of everyone was a young man who exuded an arrogant temperament.

Although he was clearly not wearing makeup, his face looked like powder, his lips looked like red, his waist was slim, his shoulders were wide, he was handsome and handsome, and he was extremely extraordinary.

The arrogant young man wore dark sunglasses, a black and red sweatshirt with jagged thunder marks on the edges, and a pair of black sneakers.

Her hair, which was as brilliant as pure gold, was tied to the back of her head and combed into a slicked back style.

Although I have never met him, everyone knows him.

The domineering young man is a strong competitor for [Shui Jing’s No. 1 Tianjiao] - [Thunder Incarnation] Zong Lieque!

The invisible but real sense of oppression spread from Zong Lieque's body, making more than a hundred extraordinary students afraid to express their anger.

"You bastards!"

The corners of Zong Lieque's lips raised, outlining a wild smile. The blue and white electric light around him was raging, and the sound shook the sky and resounded throughout the entire examination area: "The prize-winning quiz is here!"
Chapter completed!