Undoubtedly, although the rookies in this time are not ordinary people, it is still impossible to compare their physical fitness and life level with the veteran professionals whose strength has been strengthened by all levels. Even Zhao Yingkong, whose essence is a four-level gene lock, is the same.
After all, even a whiteboard four-grade who is in a state of personality dormancy has the potential to be strong in essence, but he cannot defeat a first-grade who has been strengthened with B-level bloodline.
"Hey! I didn't expect there to be only five rookies this time, which means a difficulty of twelve people. Could the main god be showing mercy?"
Looking at the number of shadows on the ground, Zheng Zha said with a slight surprise, attracting the attention of other senior practitioners.
However, when Wu Xian heard this, he rolled his eyes and thought that all five rookies were dragons and phoenixes (non-negative) and that one was stronger than five.
If the main god calculates difficulty based on combat power, this time it might be even higher than the usual twenty-person difficulty.
"Mm?"
At this moment, Zhan Lan made a light "hm?" sound and looked down at Zhao Yingkong and Cheng Xiao lying on the ground. He smiled and said, "This little girl and that man with dyed hair have also woken up, and they seem to be no ordinary people..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhao Yingkong, who had been lying on the ground, suddenly vanished.
In the next second, a faint cracking sound echoed, and Zhao Yingkong's small figure appeared in front of Zhan Lan, reaching out with her five fingers to grab her neck, seemingly trying to apprehend her as a hostage.
Undoubtedly, as an excellent assassin, Zhao Yingkong's speed was very fast and had little difference from instant teleportation in the eyes of ordinary people.
Unfortunately, she encountered the Central Plains Team, where even a casual senior could intercept Zhao Yingkong before she could succeed in her attempt.
However, no one among them stepped forward to intervene. They simply stood there, watching the scene with smiles that indicated they were enjoying the show.
Sure enough, just as Zhao Yingkong thought she was about to successfully capture Zhan Lan, her world suddenly went dark as if she were in a bottomless abyss where she could not see her hand in front of her. All her senses of sight, hearing, and smell disappeared, causing an overwhelming sense of terror in her heart.
"Not right! This is a hallucination!"
Eventually, as an experienced assassin, Zhao Yingkong quickly understood what had happened to herself. After she calmed down in a moment, her eyes in reality fell into confusion, and she found herself in a state of first-level gene lock.
The dark world collapsed abruptly, revealing a shocked expression on Zhan Lan's face.
Zhao Yingkong no longer hesitated, grasping Zhan Lan by the throat and pulling her into her arms. Then, with a flash of movement, she pulled Zhan Lan away from the Central Plains Team members and only then said coldly:
"Who are you all, where is this place, and how did you bring me here?"
There was no answer. Everyone looked at him strangely, and Zheng Zha even twitched his lips, looking as if he "has received professional training and will not laugh out loud in most cases." Zhao Yingkong frowned, tightening her grip on the five fingers of Jia Lan.
"Answer my questions honestly, or I won't hesitate to hurt your companions."
"Is that true?"
The man's voice sounded from behind, startling Zhao Yingkong. It wasn't until she regained her composure that a strong palm pressed against her shoulder.
"Before you threaten anyone, first take a look at what you're holding hostage."
Zhao Yingkong's body trembled slightly, not from fear but from her attempt to free herself from the hand on her shoulder. However, she found that her body was immobilized, no matter how hard she tried to move or even activated the full power of her first-level gene lock.
This feeling was as if an insect had entered amber, with huge forces squeezing it from all directions and tightly binding it, leaving no room for resistance.
At the same time, after hearing the other party's words, she turned her gaze to her front, and her pupil shrank.
To her surprise, she wasn't holding Jia Lan, but a blue pillow in her hand. The real Jia Lan was still standing in the original place, with two fingers of his right hand pressing against the area near his temples and smiling at her.
In fact, Zhao Yingkong had never been able to escape from the illusions...
"Stay calm, little girl. No one here has any ill intentions towards you. Otherwise, just based on your actions earlier, it would be enough for me to kill you a thousand times over."
Wu Xian smiled softly, but did not remove his hand from the girl's shoulder.
After all, it's a hidden bomb that can explode at any time and open the fourth level. Even if it's a blank board, it's always better to be cautious.
"Who are you people?"
"No need to rush. Let them wake up first and then we'll talk together. And carefully remember, your brain should have some memories."
Wu Xian said this, his eyes glanced at the still pretending to be dead Cheng Xiao on the ground, and there was a slight teasing in his voice: "Come on, you brat. You've been exposed and still pretend to be dead. How about it? Do you want us to help you wake up?"
Having said that, Zheng Zha and the others instantly understood the meaning, and almost at the same time, they took out weapons from their space bags, pointing the barrels at the lying dyed-haired youth. It seemed as if in the next second, they would turn him into a pile of pixels!
"Wait, wait, wait! Don't shoot! They're our own people!"
At that moment, the dyed-haired youth's body trembled slightly, and he slithered and slid like an eel.
Later, in the amazed eyes of Zheng Zha and others, the youth knelt down smoothly, with his hands raised in a standard French salute, which looked very practiced.
On the other side, Zheng Zha and others looked at the youth with a changed expression.
Certainly, the scene just now looked quite funny, but it has to be said that the fluidity of his movements and his reaction speed showed that this youth was not simple. It was impossible not to associate him with martial arts experts from comedic wuxia films... of course, the type that is more for comedy.
"Cheng Xiao, 25 years old, a martial arts family, the young master of Chen's family, born with all meridians open, and has been able to master the internal energy you know from birth."
And in addition to having a martial arts master father, his mother was also the Miao tribal king of this generation. They trained him in various ways from a young age and bathed him in herbs. His strength was quite good.
If it were still the previous horror film, aside from Wu Xian and Zheng Zha, none of the other members of the Central Plains Team would have had a chance to win against him."
The sound was calm and cold, yet it was Chu Xuan who explained Program Stalk's identity, and the content of the explanation left everyone on the scene in shock, with increasingly curious looks towards Program Stalk.
On the contrary, when Cheng Xiao heard that familiar voice, the sycophantic smile on his face stiffened immediately. When he turned to look at Chu Xuan, a trace of reverence mixed with resentment was visible in his eyes.
"Chu Major, I came here at the risk of never being able to return. How can you sell me like this, and sell me so completely?"
"there is no need to hide, everyone here is on our side. Moreover, you don't need to care about your identity here, just call me Chu Xuan."
Chu Xuan said so and then explained the circumstances to the group.
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