I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

Passengers in the vicinity quickly stepped back, fearing they might be affected.

Within Zhang Yangqing's sea of ​​consciousness, a strange consciousness witnessed this scene and asked curiously, "Great God, do they have a grudge?"

Zhang Yangqing looked at the two guys facing off and smiled slightly: "They can't beat me, so they're holding back their anger."

The strange consciousness paused for a moment, then realized that these two guys had just been dealt with by Zhang Yangqing and were holding back their anger.

Now that they've run into each other, they both want to take it out on the other.

Perhaps they were both thinking: "I can't beat the ticket seller, but I can beat you?"
"Shouldn't the great master offer some advice?" the eerie consciousness inquired.

Now that he has the mindset of a chosen one to clear the game, he feels that both of them are useful for clearing the game, and logically speaking, shouldn't they both be kept and utilized?

If either of them dies, it will increase the difficulty of completing the game.

This is the learning and reflection of a strange consciousness. Because in the hurdle he overcame, he only focused on the information about the fake ticket seller and missed many clues, and he is still regretting it now.

In contrast, Zhang Yangqing had already obtained almost all the intelligence in these two trials, which is why the strange consciousness thought that way.

Zhang Yangqing smiled: "I will naturally take action when the time comes."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the two strange, powerful figures about to make their move with interest: "Perfect timing, I also want to see what kind of abilities these strange, powerful figures from the surface world possess."

The eerie consciousness nodded, fell silent, and observed quietly within its sea of ​​consciousness.

The sunglasses and the eye mask stood in an eerie confrontation.

The surrounding mist seemed to be stirred up by the two people's aura, churning wildly.

The man in the sunglasses had his hands slightly spread apart, and a ghostly blue light emanated from the tips of his fingers. The light was icy cold and seemed capable of freezing everything.

Although the blindfolded figure couldn't see, it precisely turned in the direction of the sunglasses-wearing figure.

His right hand rested on his waist, where a short knife was hidden. The knife was not drawn, but its intent to strike was already evident.

The ground between the two began to crack.

"Since you're courting death, I'll grant your wish." The man in sunglasses gave a sinister sneer, perfectly embodying the fierce and ruthless nature of a powerful individual.

"I hope your strength matches your boastful tone." The eyepatch-wearing eeriness grew even more bloodthirsty; this kid was inherently murderous.

Seeing this, the other passengers immediately stepped back without saying a word.

But they didn't just retreat randomly; they all ran behind Zhang Yangqing with great tacit understanding!

The woman in gray was the first to rush over and stick close to Zhang Yangqing's back, afraid of missing even an inch of cover.

The woman in the white dress followed closely behind, even tugging at the gray-clad woman's sleeve, asking her to move aside to make room for herself.

Although the old man in the suit was old, he was not slow at all. He rushed over in a few quick steps, and even made sure to adjust his glasses to maintain his composure.

The mouthless creature was even more unsettling and direct; it stood directly behind Zhang Yangqing, calmly watching the battle about to erupt ahead.

This subtle gesture was enough to show how powerful Zhang Yangqing was in the eyes of these people.

It wasn't a discussion, it wasn't hesitation, it was an instinctive reaction: danger was imminent, so I hid behind a powerful figure.

Zhang Yangqing ignored them and kept his eyes fixed on the distance with interest.

boom!
The sunglasses and the eye mask looked weird, but they finally made their move!
With a wave of his hands, the masked figure conjured dozens of eerie blue ice spikes that shot towards him like a torrential rain, carrying a chilling aura.

Each of those ice spikes was a meter long, with a sharp tip like a needle, making a sharp whistling sound when it cut through the air!

The blindfold was strange, yet it remained completely still.

Just as the ice spikes were about to pierce him, he slightly turned his body, dodging the first volley at an incredible angle.

At the same time, he flipped his right hand, and the short knife at his waist was drawn. A blood-red blade aura swept out, heading straight for the strange throat of the man in sunglasses!

Wherever the blade's energy passed, it plowed a deep trench into the ground!

The man in sunglasses gave a strange, cold snort, and with a flash, he left only a blur behind him.

The blade energy slashed past, leaving afterimages, and slammed into a twisted giant tree behind them, cleaving the tree, which was as thick as three people could hug, in half!

Boom! The giant tree collapsed, crashing to the ground and kicking up a cloud of decaying leaves and dust.

The man in sunglasses appeared out of nowhere on the other side, his hands forming a hand seal, and instantly a thick layer of frost formed on the ground around him!

The frost, as if alive, spread eerily across the goggles, freezing everything in its path!
The blindfold seemed strange, yet it was as if it had eyes on its feet, allowing it to dodge left and right, narrowly avoiding the spread of frost each time.

At the same time, he kept swinging his short knife, and the blade energy forced the sunglasses-wearing eerie creature to stay away!

The two fought at an increasingly faster pace, so fast that the average person's eyes couldn't keep up!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The sounds of energy colliding and exploding echoed one after another!

A clash between ice sword and blade energy!

A clash between ice and killing intent!

The ground cracked, the trees collapsed, and the surrounding mist was torn to shreds by the aura of the two!
The dissipated energy scattered everywhere like sharp blades.

Even a slight aftershock would be enough to pierce through the ordinary and eerie presence of the woman in gray.

Strangely, all the energy flying towards Zhang Yangqing disappeared silently three meters away from him.

It wasn't blocked, it wasn't neutralized, it just vanished into thin air.

It was as if an invisible domain completely enveloped Zhang Yangqing and the people behind him.

The woman in gray stared, her eyes wide with amazement.

She pointed to a giant tree not far away that had been split in two by the aftershocks of energy, then looked at the intact ground beside her and couldn't help but mutter, "My God, that energy, if it had just grazed me, I probably would have been gone."

The woman in the white dress nodded repeatedly, her voice trembling: "The great god didn't even make a move, he just stood here, and those energies couldn't get through."

The old man in the suit adjusted his glasses, trying to remain calm, but his trembling voice betrayed him: "Is this what a true strongman is?"

The creature, without a mouth, remained silent, but the adoration in its eyes spoke volumes.

This made him increasingly feel that this Zhang Yangqing was different from the previous 'Zhang Yangqing'. He felt that they were really different, but he didn't say anything and didn't dare to ask.

Zhang Yangqing didn't even activate the energy shield on his own.

He simply stood there, and the terrifying aura emanating from his body was enough to dispel the energy that could kill others ten thousand times over.

The reason those two dared to fight like that was because they knew perfectly well that this amount of energy was nothing more than a tickle to Zhang Yangqing.

On the battlefield, the two had already exchanged more than ten blows, and the fight had reached a fever pitch.

The man in sunglasses was acting strangely, observing as he fought.

He quickly discovered a crucial problem: the blindfold was strangely meant to indicate blindness.

How do blind people fight? They fight with their hearing.

Every move and every attack, the blindfolded monster can precisely evade, relying on its ability to pinpoint the location by sound.

He could even detect the subtle sounds of energy flowing within the sunglasses' mysterious body.

Since that's the case, then don't blame me for finding your weaknesses.

A sinister smile curled at the corner of his mouth, hidden behind sunglasses.

He slammed his hands on the ground!
"boom!"

A violent surge of cold air erupted from the ground, but instead of attacking the goggles, it spread in all directions!
The cold air crashed against the surrounding trees, rocks, and ground, making a piercing cracking sound!
Click, click, click!

The trees cracked from the frost!
Rocks crumbled!

The ground is cracked!

Countless piercing sounds rang out at the same time, like a million fingernails scraping glass!

The blindfolded man frowned strangely.

The sounds were so chaotic and noisy that they completely obscured the strange position of the sunglasses!

Taking advantage of the moment, the man in sunglasses concealed his presence and vanished without a trace. (End of Chapter)