Chapter 20: Abnormal spiritual pressure (3)

After crossing the barrier, Fang Lang looked at everything in front of him.
The forest seemed very quiet, and the sights were released in an instant, and everything within a kilometer of a radius was in his perception.
One or two, successive opponents, appeared from various places in the barrier.
"Thirty-two people, that is to say, if I count one of my own, I have to get 17 epaulettes." Fang Lang touched his chin, shook his head and muttered to himself, "Collect a few pieces at random first, and then directly find someone with more epaulettes. ."
Withdrawing his domineering look, Fang Lang turned and looked at his previous position. It was obviously only a step away, but when he stretched his hand over, he touched the barrier.
Before the end of the game, this one-way enchantment will not be put away.
Outside the barrier, Yuko Mizukawa seemed to be saying something to him, but across the barrier, he couldn't hear anything.
Fang Lang smiled, then turned and left, looking for the nearest target.
Somewhere outside the barrier, stood a woman wearing a white feather weave. She was Shattered Bee. Today, on a whim, I wanted to see what Fang Lang would do.
She was not the only one who was watching. Ichimaru Gin was on the other side, also observing Fang Lang's actions.
For this kind of sight, Fang Lang could feel it even across the barrier, but he didn't care, although he didn't know who it was, if he wanted to see it, he was optimistic.
In a mere ten minutes, Fang Lang found his first target. The other party seemed to have discovered his arrival, hiding on the branches of a big tree, and hiding his figure on the top of the tree.
This person held his breath and looked at Fang Lang intently, especially seeing Fang Lang's epaulettes with the words "One Year Group" on it, which made him afraid to act rashly.
"This guy is the first place in the special improvement class, but Reiatsu looks very average." This person thought to himself: "Reiatsu is not as good as me, maybe I can beat him!"
Fang Lang showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth, walked under the tree, stretched out his hand to press on the bark, and suddenly said, "Don't hide, even if you hold your breath and reduce your spiritual pressure, you are only an amateur in the end."
"What!?" The concealer's pupils shrank, and he was shocked. You know, he is very confident about hiding, and he was discovered by the other party.
"court death!"
His complexion was ruthless, and even without hesitation, he suddenly jumped off the branch, and the Zanpei Knife was swung, and suddenly cut out.
"silly."
Fang Lang murmured and sang the incantation, and at the same time he stepped back, the attacker missed with a sword. Taking this opportunity, Fang Lang slapped the opponent's chest with a palm.
"The eleven thunder and lightning of breaking the road!"
Don't know why, Fang Lang learns the ghost way of the Thunder Element very fast.
When the palm was shot, there was lightning flashing immediately, and the palm of the hand was led into the opponent's body. In an instant, the assailant was paralyzed and convulsed.
"you……!"
The sneak attackers regretted it. They had known that they should turn around and run away. The special improvement class was really extraordinary. It was already able to release the ghost road on the 11th. Even if many three-years were born, this might not be possible!
"Sorry, let me use your spiritual power." Fang Lang said indifferently, drew out the demon girl, and slashed the opponent's chest with a sword.
puff!
The blood was swaying, the assailant's face turned a hundred, and he fell straight.
At the same time he fell, a large amount of spiritual power rushed out from the wound on his chest, and was gradually absorbed by the demon girl.
Soon, the blade of the enchantress shone blood-red.
"This time, it's almost 10 grids of spiritual power." Fang Lang chuckled lightly, his fingers flicked across the blade, and immediately, all the spiritual power was sucked into his body, and the blood-red color of the enchantress disappeared again.
This scene fell in the eyes of the two people who were observing outside the barrier, causing them all to change their expressions.
Ichimaru Gin was awe-inspiring and thought to himself: "Sure enough, he can absorb the spiritual power of others, this child will soon climb up! Climb to the position of captain!"
After reading this, he turned around and left.
On the other side, Broken Bee was also surprised. Although he had guessed, he was still surprised by what he saw.
"This kind of Zan Poknife, this is the first time I have seen it." She was a little irritated, and she looked at Fang Lang carefully, but found that the other party was slightly opening her mouth and saying something.
Judging from his mouth, Broken Bee understood what the other party was saying.
"Fang Shaoling, good morning."
Broken Bee suddenly felt suffocated, and his chest rose and fell a few times before turning and leaving with a cold snort.
She didn't want to see Fang Lang's triumphant expression.
"Sure enough, it's the characters of the two parties." Fang Lang calmly said, "Two lines of sight, one should be from Lan Ran's side, and the other one, he scammed, but he didn't expect it to be Broken Bee."
Now both eyes disappeared, indicating that his guess was correct.
Shaking his head, Fang Lang bent over and picked up the sneaker's epaulettes, which read, 13 groups a year.
"Next." Fang Lang closed his eyes, seeing and hearing the color radiating again, "At nine o'clock, about 500 meters, there are two people fighting, you are the only one!"
Mo about an hour later, Fang Lang had collected 6 epaulettes, including 1 of his own, and 10 more to win.
But by this time, there were very few contestants still remaining in the enchantment. In Fang Lang's perception, there were only two people within a kilometer radius, and the two people were in the same position and seemed to be fighting.
"Wait, this spiritual pressure..." Fang Lang frowned, feeling something wrong, "Suddenly a burst of spiritual pressure broke out, and someone's spiritual pressure instantly doubled, almost reaching the level of death."
Because it was fleeting, Fang Lang wasn't sure, but he felt that the battle between the two had already been determined.
Fang Lang has seen a few real gods of death, and in the Seiling Court, the gods of death are not uncommon, and they are probably ten times the level of his current spiritual pressure.
"Strange, there is such a strong spiritual pressure in one year?" Fang Lang touched his chin, feeling a little strange, "Forget it, after absorbing this person's spiritual power, my strength will increase again."
While thinking about it, he walked slowly towards where the opponent was.
At the same time, Xiangjing Yanghui stepped on the loser's head and grabbed the opponent's epaulettes fiercely. "It's 10 yuan, it's 11 yuan in total. Aizen-sama's teaching has made me reach the level of death. , This kind of trash fish is too boring, Fang Lang, where are you?"
He showed a hideous expression, and there were bloodthirsty factors in his eyes, and he seemed to be a little delirious. ..
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